170 – One more time, one more time to go (2)
War is like a large-scale group task.
However, when it is a group assignment, if you mess up, you will lose your grade, so if you criticize other group members, the ‘group leader’ or a student who is interested in grades can cover up by showing his passion and giving all night instead. .
In war, your life is at stake, which is more important than your grades, so unless you are truly crazy, you carry out the tasks given to you as faithfully as possible.
Why? If you don’t do it right, you’ll just die.
But why did I mention the group task, which is like a social experiment to prove why communism is failing…?
“If some idiots launch a kamikaze attack on our allies, the repercussions will be felt even on us, so it’s like a ‘group task’! “Holy sh*t!!”
As I was screaming and holding my head like that, Hilde came over and worried about me.
“Master, is something unwell? “If you’re not feeling well, it’s best to rest…”
I waved my hand at those words.
Because I’m not in bad shape, I’m just mentally shocked by the insane loyalty to the emperor shown by a young nobleman in our army.
“I’m not unwell. However, it is because I find it absurd that I have to clean up after a nobleman who charged in while shouting ‘Long live your Majesty!’ To the enemy troops who were waiting after reorganizing their formation.”
Hilde also nodded her head in agreement.
“It is fortunate that the soldiers were able to at least eat properly and rest for a bit before heading out.”
Just as taking even a 10-minute break during training in the military is much better than no rest, even during a war, if you take a break for even an hour before fighting, your combat power increases a hundred times.
Of course, the best thing is to rest when you need to, but thanks to a nobleman whose family I don’t know, that has already gone to waste.
“Otto, what about weapon resupply?”
“We resupplied all polearms and arrows.”
“I’m glad you did this right. Okay, now we’re heading out.”
As soon as the minimum maintenance was completed, my immediate superior, the Baron under the Count of Dion, led 3,000 soldiers and marched out.
This time we were stationed near the regular troops directly commanded by the Baron, so we could hear his voice very clearly.
“Baron Amigo, you little bastard! “What the hell is going on with this guy who needs to have his head smashed with a churro!”
I guess the Baron didn’t feel good about leading the exhausted soldiers to save the man who had brought death upon himself.
“Well, even though saving an ally in danger is considered a very great honor among nobles… if you make a mistake, you can easily end up like ‘Did I get lost too?’ When you go to help.”
The mercenaries under my command also began swearing at Baron Amigo.
“I can’t even take a nap because of that idiot. What is this?”
Normally, the platoon leader and others would have taken it as a joke, but I guess it’s because they’re exhausted and angry to the point of no end…
There was no joking around to raise morale and lighten the mood.
Rather, he sympathized with the anger and poured words that poured fuel on a burning house.
“I heard that Baron Amigo wants to be a hero. That’s why he took all his troops and went to fight.”
“You crazy bastard. “If you’re going to play hero, you’ll satisfy your s*xual desires with your own maid.”
“Even if he is a proud man like a baron, he must be so dull on the inside that he doesn’t approach women and instead charges in to become a manly man. “Why are there people who support our mercenary corps with that kind of motivation?”
For your information, our mercenary unit will filter out any new recruits who apply with such motivation.
I also highly value the courage to become a great man who can be loved by women, but when normally timid guys go to battle for that reason…
It’s not uncommon for him to go berserk like Baron Amigo and kill his own dozen people.
‘There’s never been a guy like that on the rampage in our mercenary corps, but in other mercenary corps… f*ck.’
As I continued moving forward, I heard a loud voice coming from the Baron’s unit, my immediate superior.
“Look, I see Baron Amigo’s troops!”
When I heard those words and looked ahead, I saw Baron Amigo’s troops being pushed back a great deal about 300 meters away.
Although a fierce battle is taking place, the ‘Long live the Emperor!’ Charge, which was equivalent to a Banzai charge, has been properly prevented…
The unit that had nearly 3,000 soldiers until just now had now been reduced to only about 2,000.
The mercenaries behind were anxiously looking for friendly reinforcements.
“Save people! Reinforcements! Are there any reinforcements yet?”
Some people are so caught up in the conflict that they should take advantage of this opportunity to desert.
“Should I just give up now and run away?”
I think anyone who tries to desert in front of the enemy, whether it’s an enemy mercenary unit or an ally mercenary unit, is trash…
‘It could be because he was a victim of Baron Amigo’s foolish actions.’
No matter how much I was, if my superior suggested a ‘Banzai assault’, I would have seriously considered letting my superior die a ‘natural death’ or deserting.
“Otto, leave the wizards and archers behind.”
When a battle breaks out, wizards and archers are usually used to disperse the enemy’s strength.
If you do something like this in a situation where the enemy and allies are intertwined, you will end up shooting the allies as well…
‘In this case, there is no other way to use it other than attacking it directly from the front.’
“Raise the signal to prepare for the assault and contact the Baron! “Our Whitebeard mercenaries are going to hit the right wing of those guys out there.”
“Yes, I understand.”
“Flag and trumpet!”
At the same time as those words were spoken, the red flag symbolizing the assault and the sound of the trumpet echoed throughout our mercenary unit.
As soon as the centurion leader, platoon leader, and ten leader heard the signal, they reacted quickly, almost as if it were an automatic reflex.
“Charge! Ready to charge!!!”
In the short time between the formation being prepared and the reply from my immediate superior, Baron Eclair, I began to worry.
Is it better to attack head on, or should I turn around and go back to the enemy’s rear?
If you attack from the front, you can definitely save those in danger, and if you go back and attack them from the rear…
If the army under Baron Amigo realizes that reinforcements have arrived and regains momentum and joins the attack, it would be possible to attack the enemy from both sides…
But I had to give up that wild dream.
The army under Baron Amigo not only lost over 30% of its troops…
“There is no f*cking answer to this! Where are the reinforcements?”
If we come this close and can’t be recognized, even if we go back and attack the enemy troops, they won’t recognize us as allies at all.
‘I was worrying for no reason, damn it.’
And a while later, Baron Eclair delivered an order.
“You are free to charge as you please!”
After hearing that, I had no choice but to take the lead.
The target is the right-wing vanguard of the enemy camp. If you do not attack here and reorganize, you must rescue Baron Amigo, who cannot recover his value as an army.
“Seonbong, the mercenary leader, doesn’t even think about it and just lashes out.”
It’s the same when investing in stocks, but after careful consideration and investment, the person who holds out fearfully makes a profit.
If you, as a mercenary leader, have decided to charge once, the only way to survive is to charge without hesitation.
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After saying that, I raised my Auror towards the guys under Baron Amigo and shouted.
“Reinforcements have arrived!”
Hearing those words, the guys belonging to Baron Eclair’s unit recognized the reinforcements and shouted in a loud voice.
“Hold on just a little longer!”
“Reinforcements have arrived! “Now I live!”
“Keep holding on while killing those in front of you!”
When we let them know that reinforcements had arrived, they began to regain their momentum little by little, even though they had suffered enough damage to be considered annihilated.
Smiles bloomed on the faces of the new recruits under Baron Amigo.
“Reinforcements have arrived!”
Guys and knights who looked like platoon leaders were waving their swords and shouting in loud voices.
“Reinforcements have arrived! If you hold on just a little longer, you can return alive! “Pick up your weapons and fight!”
As soon as there was hope that they could survive, I could see their fighting spirit coming back to life.
I also held the sword with both hands firmly and moved forward towards the enemy.
As he leapt forward with all his strength and swung his sword, the enemies, taken aback by the sudden appearance of reinforcements, faced death with their mouths wide open.
And then a command came from behind, one beat late.
“Let’s deal with the reinforcements first! “Don’t chase the guy who runs away!”
It’s a wise decision, but… Since you’ve met us as enemies, you’re already dead.