I Became a Genius Commander at the Academy

EP.325

While the Reich Empire’s infantry was reorganizing its formation, the Venetian Alliance’s vanguard unit continued to approach them without slowing down.

As the distance between each other narrowed step by step, both sides heard the sound of someone shouting from somewhere near or next to them.

“Ugh fuck.”

Hearing the sound of a soldier, someone’s husband, someone’s child, someone’s father, dying, both mercenaries and imperial soldiers could keenly feel that this was a battlefield where life and death were the difference.

Naturally, more strength went into the weapon they were holding, and cold sweat ran down their face and body, but no one spoke about what they were feeling.

This is because we know that if we utter a single word of fear, the fear hidden inside everyone will be revealed.

“Who are we, black brothers? Aren’t we warriors renowned for our bravery? Let’s show off our skills and return home with fame and money!”

“Peter Yeager may be a bit strong, but the soldiers he leads are nothing more than a flock of sheep!”

“Don’t be scared by idiots who haven’t even experienced a real battle!”

The mercenary commanders who served as the platoon and company commanders of the vanguard unit drew their swords and randomly spouted something that could be encouraging.

Surprisingly, no one among the mercenaries, unless they were new, paid attention to the criticism of the Reich Empire soldiers.

First of all, according to their common sense, it is normal for soldiers who have not fought in actual combat to be scared and clumsy in some way, making them look like a ragtag group.

The Reich Empire soldiers in front of me didn’t have the unique lethality that only warriors who had killed people could have, but their every move was unified, as if giving them an intimidating feeling.

This is because the guys who had to shake the spear they were holding were preparing to fight against them in a restrained manner.

The veteran mercenaries who saw this muttered as they marched towards the enemy.

“I heard that Peter Yeager, that damn bastard, is using some sort of magic to make it usable for new recruits by introducing formal training or something. “Is that that fucking magic?”

“If we come back alive, I’m going to grab the captain and make a fuss about introducing that too. Nowadays, kids only hold spears, and when they enter the battlefield, they get so upset…”

“No matter what, wouldn’t they be better than you who shouted ‘Save my mom!’ in the first battle?”

The words spoken in a muttered manner clearly revealed the anxiety felt by everyone from the captain of the Venetian Allied Forces to the rank and file.

Suddenly, the distance between the Reich Imperial Army and the vanguard of the Venetian Allied Forces was reduced to only about 20 meters.

The mercenary captains hired by the Venetian Allied Forces thought this to themselves.

‘Fuck Veneta Duke! You said that the Reich Empire hasn’t been at war for the past five years, so those going to war this time are all new recruits and weaklings. But look at me. Even after seeing it with your own two eyes, can you say that they are a ragtag bunch? The peacock scammed us.’

As Duke Veneta said, his words were not a lie because the new recruits and junior officers of the Reich Empire had never fought in a war.

In other words, there was no reason for the duke to increase the salary given that there was less risk because he was fighting with a new soldier, even if he died and woke up.

‘In the end, our children won’t get much money and will be left behind. Duke, you damn bastard, you’re going to get dementia and just poop on the walls until you’re 140.’

I gave this command while pouring out these curses in my mind.

“stop!”

“Stop for a moment and regroup! square! “In the 1st and 2nd rows, there will be veteran mercenaries and double mercenaries (veterans who receive twice the salary compared to new recruits), and from the 3rd row onwards, mix new recruits and veterans!”

“If you lose in an early battle, are you going to lose everything? Do you understand, you fucking bastards!”

Although the mercenaries are ignorant because they have not learned much, they are not unprepared enough to leisurely reorganize their formation right in front of the enemy lines.

This was an order given because the troops had not been trained to maintain the same formation and move in an orderly manner, so their formation may have loosened slightly as they marched a few hundred meters.

In the meantime, the commanders of the Reich Empire ordered to somehow reduce the number of mercenaries.

“arrow! Shoot arrows! “While they are leisurely preparing their formations, kill at least one more of them!”

“Wizards, don’t worry about mana depletion and just blow away! “If you kill one of those bastards, one more ally lives!”

“Be generous with your arrows and magic.”

The Empire’s attempt to somehow reduce the enemy forces in the last long-distance shooting battle before full-scale close combat was successful to some extent.

After quickly reorganizing, the mercenaries began charging recklessly to make money, and upon seeing this, the imperial infantry unit commanders shouted loudly to raise the soldiers’ morale.

“Those guys are bastards who only want to go home if they get paid. So, if we get the initial momentum right, they will immediately drop their tail and run away, so even if it’s a little difficult, just push them through at least the first time!”

“The one commanding us is Captain Jaeger. “I will never lose, so all I can think about is stabbing and killing the people I see in front of me.”

“Don’t think about the glory and honor of the Reich Empire. Fight on command, kill on command. Then the opportunity to make a profit will come. Risk your lives for the comfortable life of your wife, children, and parents.”

The imperial soldiers closed their mouths and prepared to kill the enemy by aiming their spears at the enemy’s neck as trained, and the mercenaries’ long spears were also pointed at them.

As the iron skewer that could kill me approached, I felt my body stiffen in fear, but was it more because of Captain Peter Yeager’s harsh training that made me wonder if I would die like this?

Before they knew it, their eyes were staring straight at the enemy’s spear blade and pole, and they were moving their hands and arms in a deliberate manner to remove the spear.

Even if your heart aches when a comrade who went out to fight falls and dies, the legs and feet attached to your body have already walked forward to fill the empty space of the dead comrade.

To put it slightly exaggeratedly, the imperial army fought very well, not losing ground, even compared to those who had been at the forefront of the mercenaries and had been fighting on the front lines for as little as 3 years to as long as 20 years.

Of course, the number of deaths at the beginning of the battle was higher for the Imperial Army.

What was important now was that soldiers who had no experience of killing people in actual combat were not noticeably pushed back by those who had experience cutting down dozens of enemies.

The mercenary leaders who saw the scene in person were shocked.

“…Fuck, Peter Yeager, is that bastard a monster? In order to reduce the number of casualties, they left the new recruits in the back and put a bunch of cutthroat bastards in front to push through with force in the beginning. “Is this not working?”

“The further back you go, the weaker you will become. “How the fuck are you doing this?”

“I can’t do it. “Fuck, I need to go a little further forward and take command myself!”

Some people had a premonition that something was going to happen and began to lead the way, but the number of skilled mercenaries in the first and second lines being killed or injured did not decrease.

As veterans began to gradually disappear, the momentum of the Reich Imperial Army slowly began to rise.

The imperial soldiers, whose hands and feet were in perfect contact with each other, began to push forward with increasing speed towards the mercenaries, and the mercenaries finally began to be pushed back little by little.

“The skilled soldiers who are difficult to deal with are all gone now! “Push forward!”

“We must break through the enemy lines by any means necessary!”

“As long as Captain Jaeger is here, victory is assured. So, you guys make a contribution!”

When the imperial army slowly began to gain a slight advantage in the battle of the vanguard.

The vanguard of the Venetian Alliance tried its best to hold on at all costs, determined not to be breached.

In the current situation, if annihilation is expected from anyone’s perspective, it is much better to run away at all costs rather than hold out and die to receive money.

If you are a little behind, depending on how you use your power, you can turn the situation around and claim more performance bonus.

So the battle between the mercenaries and the Reich Imperial Army continued to become more intense, and before I knew it, a close-quarters battle that was close to a melee began to take place.

Peter Yeager, who was quietly watching the whole situation, gave an order.

“Send out the 7th Guards Division and convey the order to advance in a crawling manner, break through the enemy’s vanguard, and return.”

Captain Jaeger’s staff were shocked at those words.

Because the division commander of the 7th Guards Division is the wife of Captain Laura von Wehner Jaeger.

This is because the determination and boldness of sending his wife to the most dangerous place was something unimaginable for a criminal.

But Yeager believed.

‘Laura is a capable commander who completes any order unless ordered to carry out an impossible operation.’

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