I Became a Genius Commander at the Academy - Chapter 85

EP.85

Just before the allied tribes united around Ludvik and the Empire’s Northern Army faced off on the Konighe Plain, a total of 20 tribes surrendered to our Northern Army.

Three of the tribes spoke incoherently or appeared to be looking for information to provide to Ludvik’s spies, so they were judged to be spies and killed all the adult males belonging to them.

Then, regardless of whether they were children, women, or old people, they were given enough rations to prevent them from dying, and at the same time, they were tied up with ropes like tying a oyster and dragged around.

The remaining barbarians who surrendered were afraid that the same thing would happen to them, so they immediately reported any attempts to contact the spies sent by Ludvik.

The number of spies we caught on our way here reached 50.

If the commander tells these stories to the soldiers, it will be a great help in raising their morale right before they clash spears and swords with them.

“Our Northern Army is strong. As proof, haven’t more than 20 wretched barbarian tribes under Ludvik already surrendered?”

“How scared of the empire is this guy that he would have sent 50 spies, not even scouts? “How lax would you be to get caught so many times!”

“The great Reich Empire is invincible, and the barbarians are worthless than a handful of dust!”

Other units used it entirely to stimulate the soldiers’ fighting spirit.

The soldiers responded to such cries with a desire to return home alive, a desire to receive a reward and advance in life, and a passionate desire for a quick discharge.

Our 24th Regiment defeated the Töner tribe and continued to successfully defeat and repel barbarian invasions several times over the course of about a year.

There’s no need to even say it that long.

So I looked at the soldiers and shouted briefly and loudly.

“Now that we are here, victory is assured! “Let’s go back with glory in our hands.”

It was an arrogant statement that it was as if they had already won, so they were saying that they would not use rhetoric to boost morale.

“The regimental commander declared victory!”

“It’s like we already won!”

“This time, let’s change our twisted character! “You can do it!”

Then, a short while later, a low, grand trumpet sound sounded, announcing the northern army’s advance.

“The 24th Regiment advances! Keep your shields on your sides and in front! “Flies don’t care.”

As we started to move forward, we also began to see soldiers led by Ludvik.

Unlike the Töners we faced before, the infantry in front looked quite strong.

Although they were not wearing armor made of iron like us, they were wearing armor made of hard tanned leather.

Because he had not received any systematic military training, his feet were a bit off, but judging by his confident spirit, it appears that he would fight quite well if he were to fight holding a sword or spear.

Unless you’re a crazy person, you can’t have that kind of attitude unless you have skills to back it up.

The good news is that it would not have been possible to turn all the infantry into elites in just one year, so those people would probably only be a small minority.

So, behind those deployed at the front, there will be a bunch of weak infantrymen we faced before.

“Vice Regiment Commander, please lead the battalion under your direct command and fight at the forefront. “I will supervise and command the troops from a little behind.”

“All right.”

“If you hold out well, the attack of the rest of the troops fighting in a wide spread to the left will be successful. “I must make a big contribution this time and become commander of the regiment.”

When he said that, the deputy regiment commander laughed and joked.

“I’ve been stuck in this cold northern part of the country for too long, so next time I think I’d like to become a deputy division commander in a division near the capital where it’s warmer.”

“There is no way they would put a capable officer like you there.”

I made a few jokes and returned to the center of the regiment.

At the same time, archers from the side were approaching to use the same tactic they had used many times before.

The 24th Regiment, already accustomed to the enemy’s horse archery, responded in the best way we could, even though I had not given any orders.

“Remember when we massacred those Tönerers! Crossbowmen, make sure your arrows are loaded!”

“Those with shields, raise them straight up! “If you lose your shield, you and the rest of your platoon will die!”

“I will cut off the head of any bastard who runs away!”

Then, in order not to expose the entire face that was not covered by the helmet, he walked silently with his head down.

Like flies whizzing around, the barbarians rode around on horseback and shot arrows.

There will definitely be thousands of arrows flying towards us, but the one who raises his head to avoid or block will be the first to die.

Each class carried out their assigned tasks, praying that no one would die from being hit by these damn arrows.

The shieldmen held their shields in place and moved forward in silence, while the crossbowmen and wizards quickly fired magic and arrows when the command to fire was given.

On the other hand, infantrymen have to rely on their armor for protection and walk towards the enemy in front of them, looking at the ground as if nothing is wrong.

No one is saying anything, but everyone except the crossbowmen and wizards will feel the longest and hardest time as they are attacked one-sidedly by the enemy and are unable to counterattack.

“Fuck this isn’t it! help me!”

“You bastards, calm down. Calm down! Even if you get hit by the arrows they shoot, you will most likely not die!”

“Ahh! “Ahh!”

And I think there was one among the troops following us who couldn’t handle the stress and ran away because he went crazy from the one-sided barrage of arrows.

I don’t know what era it is from, but it must have come from a place that has never experienced the North…

And dozens or even hundreds of people could be dying because of that bastard.

I kept walking while thinking about random things like that, but the barbarians must have realized that it would be a waste of energy to keep messing with the imperial army, which didn’t flinch even under the barrage of arrows.

“Stop shooting! Stop shooting! There is no point in staying here like this! “I’m going to check the enemy knights!”

“Step back! “Go back!”

“If you deal with those bastards, you’ll all die!”

Just like that, the barbarians stopped firing arrows at our infantry and turned around to attack the knights.

The crossbowmen under my command and the archers and wizards belonging to other units launched indiscriminate attacks on those who were running away.

As a result, a considerable number of archers died.

“The damned flies have retreated! “I lived!”

“If you hold on just a little longer, the enemy base is right around the corner!”

“24th Regiment 24th Regiment! hurray!!”

The soldiers and other officers in my regiment seemed quite excited, but when I analyzed the overall situation, the situation was not very good.

Because in order for the strategy I designed to be successful, the knights would have to charge towards the rear of the enemy infantry and cause a big shock.

There is only a chance of victory if the infantry stops in the aftermath.

What if the cavalry archers who should be attacking our infantry attack the knights instead of us and their numbers are reduced?

This will reduce the amount of damage the knights can inflict on the infantry in the enemy center, and they may not be able to stop the barbarian infantry.

“Damn it. “This situation is not very good.”

I muttered in a low voice and looked around, but everyone seemed to think that an enemy arrow might come flying from the front.

No one answered me or seemed to hear me.

And soon, countless arrows started flying from the enemy’s central army on the front, and the groans of dying soldiers began to be heard in our regiment.

“Ahh.”

“Ugh fuck! “My arm.”

“An arrow in my thigh!”

Even though they were getting hit by arrows, the soldiers kept moving forward, and the only choice I had now was to move forward.

As I moved forward, I kept thinking about how I could overcome this situation.

I was finally able to come up with a really good method.

So, I called a messenger to my immediate superior, the division commander, and said this.

“Leave only the two infantry battalions here, which are the minimum number of troops required to maintain the line, and ask if it is okay to take the remaining units for camouflage operations when you deem it necessary, and get an answer.”

“Yes, I understand. “Is there anything else you’d like to say?”

“There is none. “Every second is urgent, so hurry up.”

If our knights are unexpectedly attacked by barbarian archers and are unable or delayed in their attack to hit the rear of the enemy infantry and stop them from retreating… then I can do something similar, right?

Anyway, all you have to do to stop them is a big shock.

See next episode