I Became a Genius Commander at the Academy Chapter 33

EP.33

The drum sound sounded first, signaling the end of the mock battle, and then the drum sound signaled our battalion and the opposing battalion to reorganize their ranks and return to their original positions.

The officer in charge of the referee held up a flag symbolizing the Jaeger Battalion, waved it, and shouted.

“Jaeger battalion victory!”

It was a very simple and clear statement, but there is no better way to describe the outcome of this battle.

In our battalion, several soldiers suffered bruises on their arms and legs from being hit by arrows or long spears.

In the Pommel Battalion, a considerable number of soldiers, including the battalion commander, were beaten with sticks and spears until their bodies were covered in bruises, so some of the soldiers still do not have the strength to stand up on their own, so they are lying on the ground moaning. am.

No one can dispute that we won.

Last time, in a mock battle to select a platoon leader for Rhineland cadets, I won over Johan, who was scoffing at me, my senior, and I thought, ‘How can an orphan kid beat a nobleman?’ If the majority reaction was

Is it because he became a young man with a promising future who achieved heroic feats on the Rhineland front and was favored by the Crown Prince?

From the seat behind me, I heard words of pure admiration along with applause.

“Is that the command of the man who is called the guardian of the Rhineland Front?”

“Now I understand why His Majesty the Crown Prince withdrew. “I can’t believe he so easily defeated a battalion commander who served the empire at least 15 years longer than he did.”

“If you’re a commander of that caliber, it wouldn’t be a waste to give him my daughter! The young man is amazing. Isn’t that right, Lieutenant Colonel Lichte?”

Before I took the exam to become a student platoon leader or before I proved my worth as a commander on the Rhineland front, the encouragement and praise from nobles that I could not have imagined that I would one day hear made my heart pound.

Meanwhile, the officers of the Pommel Battalion looked as if they had lost their country, perhaps thinking that their career and promotions as officers were over because of their defeat by me, and they trudged back to their ranks helplessly.

Usually in these situations, comics or novels say, ‘You fought well.’ They comfort and encourage each other, and then a scene of reconciliation is created by shaking hands or hugging each other.

Since I am not a just and merciful person like the characters in comics and novels, I decided to turn the defeated opponent upside down by praising him, which I always do after a mock battle between nobles.

After making that decision, I took off my helmet as per etiquette and left it to the soldier next to me, then approached Lieutenant Colonel Pommel, who was standing there with a devastated look on his face, and said:

“I was able to learn a lot through this mock battle. “Thank you very much, Colonel.”

Usually, in cases like this, these words are empty words said out of consideration for the other person, but I sincerely think so.

Because the tactics used by Lieutenant Colonel Pommel are commonly used in Czechia and other countries.

Through my experience defeating the Pommel Battalion, I was confident that the tactics I proposed would work well in battles with other nations.

Except for the non-commissioned officers who fought with me on the Rhineland front, all of the soldiers were new recruits, and by participating in mock battles similar to actual battles, I was able to build up experience and confidence.

Who wouldn’t like a generous gift like this?

However, the generous colonel in front of me gritted his teeth in a voice full of hatred, as if he really hated me.

“I never thought you would make such a tasteless weapon called Pyeongon just to win a mock battle. I was very prepared. This meant I had no choice but to lose. Still, it wasn’t a violation of the rules of a mock battle, and a commander doesn’t make excuses under any circumstances. “Let me admit defeat.”

It’s really childish how much they wanted to put me down that they could use a weapon called Pyeongon and say such novel things.

Moreover, in the midst of all this, pretending to coolly admit defeat in order to maintain a minimum of dignity is so heinous that it is almost laughable.

I think he said such bullshit because he wanted to get angry at me, the cause, because his military career is now over.

While playing a game called AOA in Korea, I was told that the nonsensical curses spat out by my opponents were the highest compliments, and to me, who had trained my character by criticizing politics in my team’s games, it was nothing more than nonsense that I wouldn’t even be able to get my teeth into a boiled pumpkin with.

“I was told that I was a bit cowardly as I was going against someone as experienced and renowned as the Colonel, but I had no choice but to prepare for the mock battle so thoroughly that I even designed and made new weapons. So don’t be too angry.”

Lieutenant Colonel Pommel said, in a noble way, ‘I’m dealing with an old bastard like you, but I did my best to step on you, so don’t be too upset.’ When I said that, my face blushed.

As they exchanged a few words, the officer in charge of the referee gave instructions for each person to lead their battalion and return.

Lieutenant Colonel Pommel’s battalion showed a somewhat orderly appearance when they entered, but now they walked back languidly carrying spears and other weapons, as if they had no time to show such behavior.

“All Jaeger battalions turn left! Go forward! Walk according to commands. “One two one two.”

The battalion under my command formed an angle according to the ritual and returned to the waiting area on foot.

As soon as we returned in line, the spectators in the audience stood up from their seats all at once, each saying a word, and began to leave the mock battle site.

In an instant, the place where the mock battle took place was empty, and I returned to my seat, thinking that I, as the commander, should give our victorious battalion a big congratulatory and encouraging after-party at my own expense… but there

were various things I didn’t remember asking for. Delicious food was laid out on a large, numerous table, and a woman stood in front of it.

Long silver hair, a slim yet sturdy body that you won’t easily forget once you see it, white and transparent skin, and deep, dark red eyes that look smart.

Yes.

When I came to the academy, I saw her in front of the Rhineland student platoon leader selection notice only once, but I remembered her because what she said, the way she spoke, and her appearance were impressive.

It was Laura von Benner, the daughter of Count Benner, the central figure of the Dauphine faction to which I belong, and a woman who plays an important role in this novel.

I never thought I’d see her again like this…

But, as if she didn’t know how embarrassed I was, she greeted me with the cool, beautiful voice I had heard before.

“Nice to meet you, Lord Jaeger. “My name is Laura von Wehner, and I am a student at the Department of Engineers.”

“This is Captain Peter Yeager. “What brought you here?”

“After watching the mock battle, my father, Count Venner, provided a place where Lord Jaeger and his subordinates could relax in a small way to console themselves for their hard work. “I came here personally to tell you the news and because I had some questions.”

Looking at her eyes, I felt like the story would be long, so I pointed to a nearby table.

“I’m hungry, so if you have time, would it be okay if we had a meal together and talked about it?”

Laura followed my suggestion with a slightly relieved smile, probably thinking that I would ask her to come tomorrow because she was tired from the mock battle.

Then, I went to the highest place at the dinner table, looked towards the soldiers and officers, raised my glass, and shouted.

“Thank you to Count Benner for organizing this event, and we toast to the Jaeger Battalion’s landslide victory!”

Then the members of the battalion raised their glasses and shouted in response.

“Thank you Count Benner!”

“For the future of the Jaeger Battalion!”

Next, I went around to each company and platoon to encourage the officers, and after about 30 minutes, I was able to return to where Laura was sitting.

Then she asked me with sparkling eyes.

“In the mock battle, as soon as the Pommel Battalion faced the Jaeger Battalion, their long spear formation was completely destroyed. I think the reason is that right before contact, they mobilized crossbowmen and fired a lot of arrows at once. “I don’t quite understand the principle. Could you explain it in detail?”

In the novel, it was established that she enjoyed acquiring various military knowledge, but it was quite embarrassing to actually experience it.

“It’s very simple. Even if infantrymen holding long spears are injured or killed by arrows, the soldiers are trained to quickly fill the gap. However, no matter how quickly you fill the empty seats, there will be a moment when a hole opens at the very front of the room. That’s when the infantry formation is weakest. “If you attack with a crossbow that can fire arrows when you want, you can create an opening for the spearmen to dig in right before they engage in close combat.”

“…. is that so? Then why on earth did you use that weapon called Pyeongon?”

“Not only is a long spear an easy-to-handle and threatening weapon, but when dozens of long spear soldiers are gathered in one place, it has a defensive power as strong as a stone wall. However, when the enemy and allies collide, a hole is created between the walls, so if a soldier carrying a sword is let into the enemy army through that hole, the enemy formation will instantly turn into chaos.”

Originally, in history, they were given daggers and made to break the formation by crawling under long spears and striking the enemy’s ankles and calves, or using two-handed large swords to kick or cut the spear poles.

Since my soldiers were not skilled enough to do that, I organized training and formations to focus on learning how to move as a group as a group, and used the relatively simple pyeongon as a weapon.

However, no matter which weapon you use, as long as the result is that the enemy’s earthen pot is broken, it is a good idea.

No, due to its characteristics, it may be better than a two-handed greatsword in that it can kill even a knight on horseback if used with a long spear.

So, Laura and I ate the food prepared by Count Venner and continued talking about military history.

In general, she asked me about the story of the Rhineland Front and asked me in detail why I made the choices I did at that time.

I answered clearly at a level that Laura could understand and accept, and sometimes unexpected questions came up, so we had a tense and wide-ranging conversation.

**

And that evening, Laura von Wehner went to see her father with a serious expression, as if she had decided something and said:

“I want to ask you something, father.”

A word from the author (author review)

The person on the new cover is Laura von Benner.

*As the story progresses, Laura von Benner changes from 3rd year to 4th year.

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