I Became a Genius Commander at the Academy

EP.324

Allied camp of the Duchy of Benatar, Brito Plain.

As long as the soldiers of the Reich Empire or the Duchy of Francois do not have low morale, they go into battle with the determination to win even though they are trembling with fear.

This army, composed of a mixture of mercenaries and militias, showed a very heterogeneous appearance.

It’s not that morale is low, but rather than wanting to win the war, everyone just opens their mouth like an office worker or office worker and asks, ‘When will work end today?’ He had a bored expression on his face that looked like he was about to say something.

The stories that came out of their mouths did not deviate much from that level.

“Squad Leader Russky, after today’s battle, why don’t we go to the woman’s house run by Dunkins? “There was a hot prostitute there.”

“If you spend money like that from the first day of the war, what are you going to do to survive for a while until you find a job, platoon commander?”

“I don’t have a family like you, so I can live a quiet life. I’m going to retire in exactly 10 years, and then I’m going to marry a girl from a poor serf family. He said he had saved up some money to buy a house and land. “Do you think I have double mercenaries for no reason?”

As if to show that humans are creatures of adaptation, seeing the mercenaries going into battle so calmly made them look like they were going into guard duty.

In fact, they had already experienced over a dozen major battles, so they had become somewhat insensitive to the fear that I might die during the battle.

The militiamen watching the scene from behind had different reactions.

“Those bastards said that the cost of hiring a new recruit for one month is equivalent to four months of our salary, so it seems like they will definitely get what they paid for. “Just thinking about the arrows coming at us makes our knees weak and trembling.”

“No matter how much he is a mercenary, he is thinking of finding a prostitute after the battle is over. “Oh, that lowly one.”

“I wish they would pay our taxes properly instead of being so mean.”

The officers of the Venetian Union, who saw the conflicting appearances between the mercenaries and the militia, sighed and complained inwardly.

‘The mercenaries are brave and have a lot of combat experience, so they are trustworthy and skilled warriors, but their attitude toward going to war is poor. The militia seem to have a high will to fight, but I don’t know if they have anything to use in battle.’

I suppressed those complaints in the back of my throat and gave the order.

“Charge forward! Send the vanguard unit forward and crush the vanguard of the Reich Empire unit!”

“They say the Reich Imperial Army is strong, but we win in numbers! “Break Peter Yeager’s nose!”

“Duke Veneta will give a very large reward to the mercenaries who have contributed!”

On the surface, it seemed like they were hoping that the mercenaries they hired would achieve victory and make a mark, but the reality was different.

Because there were many mercenaries who would run away if they were paid in advance, it was common for them to be paid all at once after the war.

If the person who is supposed to receive the money dies, there is no need to pay the money because there is no one in this world to receive the money.

So, from the principality’s point of view, if they won the battle and all the mercenaries died, they would secure money and win, so they ordered mercenaries to be sent out as vanguard units and attack actively.

Although the Venetian Alliance treated mercenaries harshly, they always paid the promised money, even if the city was on the verge of bankruptcy and forced money to be extorted from the citizens.

Otherwise, mercenaries who did not receive money would loot and burn the villages and castles of the principality, claiming to receive the money directly after the war.

Meanwhile, the captains of the mercenary troops at the forefront gave instructions to each unit to reduce sacrifices as much as possible while following the orders of the Veneta commanders.

“Black brothers, take up your long spears and form a square! The opponent is a legion led by Peter Jaeger, the envoy of the Reich Empire. “If you look down on the Milanese brats you’ve dealt with so far, you’ll all die!”

“We have more numbers, but we must not let down our guard. “They think we are at a greater disadvantage and are making us nervous!”

“If we just follow training, we will win! Do as you are trained!”

The training they mentioned was nothing more than teaching them how to hold and swing a spear or weapon, roughly forming a formation, and how to march.

Combined with the skills they had gained through numerous combat experiences, they were strong enough to be called veterans on the battlefield.

In addition, the mercenaries who had been telling dirty jokes just now suddenly changed after their captains explained who they should be on guard for and why, and became so serious that it was hard to believe that they were just some random mercenary unit.

On the other hand, the condition of the soldiers of the Reich Empire seemed to be a mixture of militia and mercenaries.

Trained by Captain Peter Yeager’s endless thirst and the stick of training and the carrot of huge rewards and promotion benefits, they had quite skilled combat skills.

Because they had not engaged in actual combat for five years, the soldiers were highly trained and well-equipped, but they were all hesitant and scared due to lack of experience.

“……Sergeant, is the battle about to begin now?”

“Do not talk to me. Even during a mock battle, if you tremble because you are afraid of being hit with a mock weapon, you will be beaten with a club, but on the battlefield, you will be beheaded. Do you want to have your head cut off and hung on a pole?”

“no.”

“If you do what the higher-ups tell you, you can return alive, but if you are caught shaking because you are scared, you will be killed first by your allies, not your enemies.”

The sergeant who said this had never fought in an actual battle before, so he was afraid of arrows flying at any moment and the enemy’s phalanx crowded together like tree branches.

Officers and non-commissioned officers with combat experience noticed such signs and loudly criticized or encouraged their unit members.

“Do you think you’re the only ones who are scared? “Idiots like that idiot who can’t even follow the rules are trembling because they’re afraid of dying just like you.”

“If you are a man, you should use your skills properly this time and think about changing things. Why are you making such a fuss like a bitch? Just pick up the spear and do as instructed! And fight bravely and change your character! “Those arrogant 7th Division bastards started out as idiot recruits just like you!”

“Bow your head and walk while looking at the feet of the guy in front of you! “I just get scared when I look at the enemy in front of me!”

As those with experience in war began to establish discipline, the soldiers’ murmuring stopped and became quiet.

When both armies became quiet and confirmed that each other was within the effective range of arrows and magic, Captain Campio, commander of the Duke of Veneta’s allied forces, gave the order first.

“The mercenaries standing at the forefront are not even our citizens anyway! It doesn’t matter if everyone dies, so just launch an onslaught! Since our opponent is Peter Yeager, that monster, we have no chance of winning if we use strategy or strategy! “Order the crossbowmen and wizards belonging to the militia and mercenary units to provide fire support and provide covering fire, but since some friendly fire is okay, just tell them to pour it out!”

He is not a citizen he must protect, but he is a mercenary who will help reduce expenses if at least one more person dies as long as he wins the war.

Captain Campio was able to boldly issue a bold attack order that would have been difficult to give to a militia.

Following the order, the mercenary unit at the vanguard advanced at high speed, and a huge amount of arrows and magic flew from behind.

On the way, some people were unfortunate enough to be killed when their attack missed, but since they were not aiming, the mercenaries had to give up any thoughts of protesting and focused on forming a formation and charging.

On the other hand, Peter Jaeger saw this and smiled at the enemy’s movement, which was as expected.

“The enemy is approaching. Raise the 1st, 3rd, and 4th flags and send that signal to the entire army. Increase attack power by additionally reinforcing the 13th and 15th divisions of the friendly central army’s vanguard units. “Make sure our archers are equipped so that they can deploy at any time.”

As the flag bearers in charge of the signal waved their flags loudly, the 13th and 15th Divisions came together near the central army’s vanguard unit.

The soldiers stationed at the vanguard further heightened tensions.

This is because the sudden increase in troops meant that the place where they had to fight now was a forecast that the most intense battle would take place.

“It seems we have the honor of being selected as the main attack force! “Fight without sparing your life!”

“For the glory of the Reich Empire! “We must win at all costs!”

“Don’t panic and just follow orders. Then you can live. Everyone ready for battle!”

As soon as the last command was given, arrows and magic began to rain down like crazy.

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