I Became a Genius Commander at the Academy

EP.340

A month later, inside Veneta Castle,

militia members Fior and Gabriel are inspecting and guarding Veneta Castle.

“Ha fuck. Reich bastards never get tired. “How can this shit continue day and night?”

“… That’s right. It’s already been a month. “During the day, we mobilize our troops and climb up the walls to fight, and at night, we shoot damned stones and fire arrows.”

“Shouldn’t His Royal Highness Duke Veneta just open the gates and surrender at this rate? “In the end, we are the only ones who keep searching when we can’t find the answer anyway.”

A few days or even a few weeks ago, if someone said something like this, a soldier standing guard along with him would step in and stop him, saying what would he do if other people passing by heard it?

This was because there was an actual case where someone complained and was immediately beheaded when a high-ranking person around them heard about it.

However, their morale is low and they have been fighting a fierce battle day and night without being able to sleep properly for a month now.

As the soldiers were losing their attachment to life due to accumulated mental and physical fatigue, their thoughts changed like this.

‘Anyway, you will be caught by a high-ranking member of our army and die for violating military law, but you will die while fighting in the castle, but if you are in the castle, everyone will die.’

As they went around inspecting the area with torches in hand, they saw the terrible scene unfolding before their eyes.

Since the houses and buildings inside the castle could not accommodate all the militia and citizens who had taken refuge in the surrounding area, simple tents were pitched to provide shelter from the wind and rain.

There were not enough tents, so some people slept on the streets with only a scrap of blanket.

Arrows and magic stones flew towards these people, and sometimes the sound of heads or torsos being broken and screams were heard, but surprisingly, there were many people who slept well without waking up.

This was because the imperial army had been attacking us at night so many times over the past month that humans, as they say, are creatures of adaptation, had simply adapted to the current terrible situation.

Of course, even though the war was so severe that people dying was common, those who lost their ‘family’ wailed.

“Fine, fine! Please open your eyes! please please. “I promised my mom that if only the bad imperial troops over there would leave, she would make delicious spaghetti…”

It was a scene that had become all too familiar to both the militiamen standing guard and those who were lying here sleeping as if they were dead.

So no one sympathized with the person who was wailing because he lost his family right in front of his eyes.

Most of those here have lost family members to direct hits, whether arrows or catapult bullets, from the imperial army right in front of their eyes, so they know the pain well.

Human morality is an impotent value that has no power when mental and physical fatigue reaches its extreme.

“Mrs. Is she the only one who lost her family here? If you want to cry, put yourself in a corner, put a towel in your mouth, and cry quietly. “Fuck, here you wake people up by wailing over something as common as a stone hitting your foot, you crazy bitch.”

Rather than making a moral judgment about empathizing with the pain of others and providing comfort, it was more important to somehow get some sleep now and gain the strength to live the next day.

The fortunate thing among the misfortunes for them was that there was enough food inside the castle, so they did not starve to the point of starvation.

Humans have a fearsome instinct to survive by eating each other when food is scarce.

On the other hand, two militiamen patrolling the border muttered when they saw this.

“What the fuck are we going to do? They at least give us food, but the situation is like this. They say this life is better even if you roll in a field of shit, but don’t we have to desert if we want to survive? “The night guard was set up very roughly, so let’s just change shifts and run away!”

“Fjord you crazy bastard. Don’t you know that even if you stand on guard like an asshole, if you get caught deserting, your head will be cut off?”

“Think about it carefully. There are only two options. Are you going to die trapped here? Are you going to surrender to the imperial army and find a way to survive? It’s night time now, so they don’t climb the castle walls, but only attack from a distance. Therefore, only the minimum number of guards are guarded. They confirmed that there were no guards at watchtower 3 on the eastern wall and the two watchtowers on the left and right. If you run scared, you can even desert. “I knew it well because I saw the landmark without the platoon leader knowing.”

As those two say, Duke Veneta and other nobles of the principality figured out that the imperial army only used long-range weapons such as catapults and ballistas at night.

It was judged that continuing to maintain a combat readiness posture, such as placing many soldiers on the castle walls, would only increase the fatigue of the soldiers who had to fight during the day.

So, it has been a while since we deployed only the minimum number of security personnel to keep an eye on the enemy in case they try to cross the castle walls at night.

In fact, a militiaman named Fior was planning to drag Gabriel into an alley 15 meters in front of him, gag him, and kill him if he did not follow his advice…

“I have to go to the eastern wall to hand over after guard duty. Let’s desert then. My family couldn’t evacuate here anyway. “It’s in the land occupied by the imperial army.”

“Good idea, Gabriel.”

“But did you bring the fucking rope? Unless there is a bastard who wants to desert.”

“Ha, this body has already been tied tightly to prevent it from breaking. “I’m planning to desert with my hometown friend of 20 years.”

“If I return alive, my brother will be Sausage-sama.”

“Take it and three glasses of dark beer.”

After having such a friendly conversation, the two finished handing over the border and quickly walked up to watchtower number 3, pretending not to know much about the topography of the eastern wall.

There was no one on the castle wall, with all kinds of arrows and stone magic flying around, except for the few guards, who lowered the rope from watchtower 3 and moved as fast as possible.

After coming down the castle wall and going about 300 meters further, we came near the imperial troops belonging to the night attack team, and immediately put down our weapons and shouted.

“surrender! “I surrender!”

“Please just save our lives and we will reveal all the information we know!”

The officer looked at them and sighed.

“There’s no need for that, just go to the POW camp. I need to first determine whether you guys are suspicious or not. “I’m so tired right now.”

In fact, Fjord was a crazy guy who thought he would get his share of desertion.

He smiled brightly and showed me a map of the castle’s interior, which was only distributed to officers above the rank of company commander and above.

“This is a diagram of the castle’s internal structure. “This is a map that only officers, that is, captains and above, can view.”

The officer who heard this thought it was something he could not judge, and immediately sent the deserters to the intelligence unit along with the map.

After a very quick analysis, the information turned out to be all true.

And the information they brought was immediately reported to Peter Yeager.

**

Imperial Commander’s Barracks.

I don’t know why, but I couldn’t sleep, so I was preparing to secretly go for a walk or do a night-time inspection while being careful not to wake up Charlotte.

Well, the only thing I had to do to prepare for going out at night in a heavily guarded military camp was to change into the military uniform I wear when going out…

Suddenly, I heard the sound of metal clanking outside.

“Captain, captain. “Excuse me, but may I give you a report?”

If he came to wake me up at night, it must be a very urgent or important report.

If it were daytime, I would have come right in and reported right away, without worrying about what was going on…

It’s not me, but it’s common for generals who are high-ranking people on the battlefield to spend hot nights with their exclusive maids at night.

In other words, if you open the door carelessly and go in, you could end up seeing the naked body of a nobleman’s concubine. In the worst case, there have been cases where people were beheaded for lese majeste, so we have no choice but to be careful.

“Tell me.”

The officer who came inside spoke out of breath.

“A Venetian militia called Fjord Gabriel deserted with a map detailing the interior of Veneta Castle. “The intelligence department quickly analyzed it and determined it was genuine.”

Detailed maps of military facilities from the past to the 21st century are treated as top secret.

So, getting this map is a very good thing for our troops, but starting tomorrow when the loss of the map is noticed, the defense posture of the damn castle wall will become even stronger.

Should I be happy about this or should I rot my head…

“Furthermore, according to their report, as recently investigated by the intelligence unit, only a minimum number of security personnel are deployed on the castle walls at night. In particular, it is said that the fortress is only placing guards on some of the watchtowers and letting the remaining troops rest for the daytime battle.”

As soon as I heard those words, these words came to mind.

‘When moving an army, it must be as fast as the wind, when not advancing, it must be calm as a forest, when attacking the enemy, it must be hot as fire, and when defending fiercely, it must be as heavy as a mountain.’

What our imperial army must take now is movement as fast as the wind and attacks as fierce as fire.

If you have made a decision, today is market day and it is natural to make a decision right away.

“Wake up the soldiers! “Our imperial army will launch an all-out attack from now on!”

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