Continental Hero Senki

Continental Calendar 636, September 24 at 7: 27 AM. The Imperial Army waited for dawn to launch the offensive.

"Yuzef! Enemy infantry on the street! Total number unknown!"

"All right, start the attack according to a predetermined plan! Timing the magic attack!

Primary magic is released from the building on the left and right side of the street, in line with my order. As expected, the enemy was frightened by the attack.

"All right, assault!

We launch attacks from simple barricades and alleys set up on the streets. Militias have spears, but we cadets all have swords. Mr. Sarah, your swordsman cut in.

Did the Imperial Army freak out about the attack from the blind spot? There was no formation, no vigilance. Many soldiers went out of breath before they could grasp the situation.

"Don't retreat! Get back in line!

Is it the enemy's front-line commander? I see you're trying to wrap up soldiers.

but the movement of the soldiers at the heart is dull. I felt scared and found myself looking at you wanting to run away even immediately. I wonder if I can go with this.

"Sarah! Forward!

"Okay!

We storm further. The front row of enemies may no longer be called sabotage, and some try to escape by throwing down their weapons.

"Guys! Don't mind the mutton fish! The target is the enemy general's neck!

No, the front-line commander is not the enemy “general"... well, okay. It's important to inspire morale.

You were fierced by Sarah's prestigious voice, and the militias march on.

"Hih, don't retreat! Don't retreat!"

I saw the commander's face.

"Ha, help...!

The enemy's front-line commander was unable to speak any more and was stabbed in the throat by a militia.

2 hours ago. Me and Sarah are near the defensive line on the Northwest Front in Laskino.

Give BGM the sound of the Imperial Army's military boots, which are getting closer and closer, one last meeting.

"Sarah, it's a tactics class."

"Sounds nostalgic. What's your topic today?

"'About the weaknesses of the Imperial Army,' I guess."

"Weaknesses? Do you have them?

"That's what I have. There is no such thing as the most powerful army."

weaknesses of the Imperial Army, rather than shortcomings. That is the remarkably low morale of the conscripted peasant militia.

This comes from a social structural flaw in the Eastern Continental Empire.

"The Empire has a class called" serfman. ”Those called these serfs are destined to be deconstructed as noble possessions and used by nobles until the last generation. Living alone takes taxes (head taxes), places restrictions on mobility, marriage, and any social behavior. Some serfs don't know about the existence of witchcraft to prevent rebellion if it's a terrible place. Abusive slaughter is normal if you rebel at all. And when the war begins, we forcibly conscript young serf-class men and gather them on the battlefield."

"In other words?"

"Do you think Sarah would like to hear what nobles say about bullying herself, her own family and friends from time to time?

"I don't think so."

"Forced to work, forced to bring you to the battlefield, you think you want to fight?

"I want to get out of here."

I mean, that's the weakness of the Imperial Army.

The Empire is not peasant friendly. The serfdom class, which is a possession of nobility, is not even seen as human. For the Imperial aristocrats, the serfs fall around the same stone. Naturally the serfs revolt everywhere to be dissatisfied, but they are suppressed by an army made immense by head-taxes collected from the serfs.

I'm glad you weren't born into an empire. And I also don't think I want Silesia conquered by such an empire.

"They'll get scared and run if they threaten a little. I'll tell you what, the commander is too different."

"Should we multiply that mess by the chase?

"Correct. Sarah's smarter too."

"Thanks to someone."

When he seized the enemy's front-line commander, the Imperial soldier, believed to be a peasant militia, sprayed away, fled somewhere.

In the case of the Empire, there is an anti-escape watchman known as the "Superintendent Squad". Your main job is to wield your sword against peasant militias trying to escape. Poor thing, the Imperial Peasant Militia has only one choice: to fight and die, or to run and die. But we can't afford to be pessimistic about other people's lives. We don't even want to die.

"Sarah, if we get this far, it's enough now. Let's get back to the line of defense."

"Yeah. I know."

All you have to do is repeat this. Many, many times.

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"Maya! Are you okay!

"Dear Emilia, I'm fine. I'm not hurt."

"Maya, I'm running too far by myself. Protruding runs the risk of being besieged…"

"I know. Waresa said so too."

This is the southwest front.

Although the first wave of enemies has retreated, there are more enemies than I thought. Does the enemy still value the North, or is he trying to push it in numbers?

"Even so, advanced magic doesn't fly. Primary magic flies a lot."

"There are rumors that only professional soldiers can use magic in Imperial soldiers, but don't be alarmed."

"Thank you. I'll remind the Empire of their chief powers for the school year."

"Does Maya really know...?

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"It looks like the Southwest Front is more damaged than we thought."

"I thought we'd value the Northwest Front, but perhaps the enemy doesn't know so much about the town of Laskino"

"Ah. But sometimes when you get caught off guard, you get stuck on your feet. Don't underestimate the enemy."

"Yes."

Raskino Defense Command was in a hurry. Attack operations have begun almost simultaneously on all fronts, with damage and results reports received everywhere. Brigadier-General Kirk of the Ostmarc Prostitute Army and Lieutenant Maevski, head of the 33rd Infantry Platoon of the Silesian Prostitute Army, were considering the next response to be taken while making a roundtable selection of the necessary information from those reports.

"Lieutenant Radek!

"Ha!"

"Reinforce the southwest front. Take about 10 people from the old town. And."

"Casualty evacuation and waiting for healing magicians,"

"Exactly. Please."

"Yes!"

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Major General Sadirin, the First Attack Squad has been repelled on all fronts.

"How dare you. What are the front-line commanders doing that they can't even get into the new town instead of the old town!

Major General Sadirin, entrusted with the Raskino offensive by Lt. Gen. Schlemetev, Commander-in-Chief of the Raskino Repression Corps, was in a hurry.

He is the Count's three sons, and the title is in an indelible capacity. That's why we want to put up a martial arts medal inside the army and be recited by His Majesty the Emperor. But even in such a regional rebellion, he may be abandoned by his parents instead of the title.

"Drop it at all costs! Let them storm the second formation!

"But my lord! The interior of the city is more complicated than you might think, and each has been destroyed if attacked from an unexpected location. I know that once you have your troops here, you may want to bring them to an enduring battle!

"May Fly, shut up! There is no more time for our army than to fight for endurance. Besides, time only benefits the enemy! There's no such thing as a protracted war. Short-term showdown!

This order was entirely in its own interest. But this order is not utterly outrageous.

If you don't keep attacking, you'll give your enemies time to rest, which could put them at a disadvantage. Continuous attacks continue in large armies, exhausting enemies. He thought that once he reached the extreme of fatigue, he could immediately drop the raskino.

Besides, at this point the Major General was somewhere unknown, but Silesia and Ostmarc's courageous army had decided to send reinforcements. Over time, reinforcements arrived and the Imperial Army was in danger of being reversed siege.

Copy that, sir.

The Major General's staff was forced to convince him and faithfully executed the Major General's orders. In the end, however, this second wave of attacks also caused the Raskino Independence Army to retreat without teeth in front of the surrounding defenses, causing extensive damage.

Thus, the battle between the Empire and Raskino began to present a muddy appearance. However, this Raskino offensive has only just begun.