Continental Hero Senki

Laskino Defense Command has finally taken it off the temporary mess and is now in a position to grasp the details.

"Brigadier General Kirk. Lieutenant Novak sent me more information."

"Thank you. So, what do you say?

"Ha. The Northwest Front is dead in action 52, wounded in action 108. It appears that three buildings around the defense base have been completely destroyed."

"Not good."

"Yes, but we succeeded in destroying the enemy sorcerer platoon that has been carrying out advanced sorcery attacks, and we were never subjected to a second attack. Considering that after a few hours there will be no second attack, it is likely that the enemy has abandoned the sorcery offensive"

"Hmm. Pain sharing."

"But the Northwest Front has lost nearly half of its power. Now I've managed to hold out with the input of reserve forces, but as it is, it will affect other fronts"

"Well, maybe it's time to move the operation to the next phase"

Brigadier General Kirk's next phase refers to the final phase of a defensive operation devised by Waresa.

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October 7.

After that magic offensive, the Imperial Army offense was sporadic and small. Remarkable on the Northwest Front, the distrust of the commander who directed the attack involving his allies, and the anxiety of the soldier who said that he might be involved again, led to this passive attack.

On the southern side, on the other hand, the imperial army's offensive had intensified.

Major General Vladimir Sirokov of the 55th Division commands the southern side of the Imperial Army. Born as the eldest son of the Baron family, in the future he is the heir to the family name of the Baron Sirokov family. Unlike Major General Sadirin, who is commander in the north and commander-in-chief of the repressive unit of the municipality of Laskino, he was promoted to Major General on merit without relying on Conne. If it were, Lieutenant General Schlemetev wanted Major General Sirokov to be the commander-in-chief of the Raskino City repression unit. However, because Sadirin was the son of the Earl family and older than Shilokov, Shremetev had no choice but to appoint Sadirin as Commander-in-Chief.

"The Southeast Front will place as little troops as it can sustain the front, and the rest will continue to offend on the Southwest Front. Keep putting in your troops and exhausting your enemies."

Major General Sirokov's orders were simple. Leveraging an overwhelming number of advantages, he retreated before more damage was done, putting in a second formation to attack at that time, putting in a third formation at the same time as the second retreated.

The Raskino Independence Army was unable to continue to support that offensive, temporarily falling one step ahead of the collapse of the front line.

But at that time, it was two young cadets who saved the crisis of front-line collapse. Emilia Vistula and Maya Varta.

Without missing the momentary gap that would arise when the retreating troops and the troops initiating the offensive staggered, Vistula gave instructions for magical simulation. The retreating and attacking forces were temporarily disrupted, and Valta-led swordsman units proceeded rapidly to counter attack there. Varta inspired the morale of the soldiers on the front line, and he himself took the lead in cutting off the Imperial Army offense, continuing to inflict little damage on the Imperial Army. The rigidity of the women alone maximized the morale of soldiers on the southwest front. These two breaths and collaboration are perfect, and the soldiers who were under their command at the time testified that they understood each other without having to say anything.

Lieutenant Colonel Tarasov, commander of the Imperial Army Southwestern Front, who found out this young female commander was supporting the front, said he ordered his men to "bring those female commanders to me without a scratch". This order was no matter a joke - at least that's what my men received - but the lieutenant colonel gave yet another order. It was a night raid with trusted men. Although the battle was minimal, it succeeded in increasing the exhaustion of the Independent Army through occasional night raids.

The Southwestern Front was overwhelmingly unfavourable over numbers, accumulated fatigue was huge, and defeat was only a matter of time.

"Maya, are you okay?

"I'm fine...... I just want to say, it's time for the limit. Your men's strength and morale are on the bottom."

"I've requested reinforcements from Command, but apparently the reserves are on the northwest front."

"Northwest? Northwest is definitely where Marinovska and Waresa are directing, isn't it?

"Yes, but the other day, there was a massive sorcery attack, and the troops were half-baked."

"So, what about the two of you!?

"Looks like the two of you are safe. But for half the troops destroyed, all the reserves were put on the Northwest Front. No reinforcements coming this way."

"It's a... it's a tough situation to say I don't have a choice"

"Yes. Maybe it's time to think about retreating. I'm going to put you in command."

It was the following day, October 8, that that command informed me that it would accept the application for retreat.

"As soon as the command signals four fireballs, each front retreats to the Old Town at the same time. In doing so, you should try to attract as many enemies as possible."

"The Imperial Army will follow on its own even if this one doesn't act that way. If I were an enemy general, I'd go after him while he's still in a state of turmoil so he can't jump up the bridge."

"I agree. But it can be suspicious to the enemy. Besides, we have to keep track of the situation on each front, work together, and decide on the operation at the same time, so it's very difficult."

"At least you have to breathe with the southeast front next door."

"During this operation, the command of the southeast front is temporarily to be assumed by the Maevsky platoon leader"

"Our platoon chief seems to be excellent, so we'll figure it out"

"Right. Okay, Maya, get ready."

"Whatever you say!

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Oct 8, 1: 21pm. Four fireballs were fired from Laskino Defense Command. At the same time as that signal, the four fronts - southeast, southwest, northeast and northeast - withdrew from the new city and began to cross the bridge. Each front-line commander of the Imperial Army, with few exceptions, considered the earlier signal to be an order to withdraw to the Old Town, and asked the Division Command for permission to attack. However, the opinions of the commanders of each division chief varied somewhat between North and South.

"My lord, rebels on a front other than the northwest have begun to retreat!

"Other than the northwest? What's this all about?

Upon hearing a report from his deputy, the northern commander, Major General Sadirin, asked the Chief of Staff, who was beside him, for his opinion after a short thought.

"… Chief of Staff. What do you think?

"The northwest bridge of Raskino is not the only bouncing bridge structure in this town, it is a normal bridge. Perhaps the rebels are looking to raise the bouncing bridge between North Central and North East to prevent our army from advancing and thicken the defenses of the Northwest Front with excess force."

"The Chief of Staff is right. Then we have to stop it and get the jump bridge up. Crosslinking can be tricky. Tell every commander on the North Central and Northeast Fronts. Immediately advance all forces to pursue the rebels, bring them into a state of turmoil and obstruct enemy action. If possible, destroy the bouncing bridge's moving mechanism."

"Ha!"

Meanwhile, the southern commander, Major General Sirokov, was surprised by the actions of the rebels.

"It does look like it's simply retreating, but don't get caught up in anything. It could be called a trap."

"Trap, is it?

"That's right. There is no certainty, but perhaps we should act with caution."

"But my lord. If we go after him here, the jump bridge will go up and interfere with the Old Town offense. The enemy will do everything in its power to thwart them, even as they cross links. Besides, there are no blind spots on the bridge. It's impossible to put a trap on the main road."

"Yes, it is. Watch out for traps, and hunt down enemy forces."

"Copy that!"

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"Dear Emilia! The enemy is on the offensive!

"Okay. Step back with the southeast front. Now let's stay on the spot and intercept the enemy. I'll take care of the front lines!

"Yes!"

The Imperial Army offensive force on the Southwest Front is a platoon of swordmen under the direct command of Lieutenant Colonel Tarasov. Lieutenant Colonel Tarasov paid tribute to the two female commanders who had received reports in the recent battle and wanted to exchange swords directly.

Not a single serf-class soldier existed in the Tarasov Swordmen Platoon, all composed of highly morale and highly skilled professional servicemen, who were quite robust. I couldn't stand my teeth in a spear soldier from the Raskino Independence Army who was attacked by the Tarasov squad. And there appeared the Swordmen of the Brave Army, led by Brigadier General Varta.

The moment she (...) showed up, the Tarasov squad stopped moving forward.

Rumor has it you're the female commander.

"Ho. I'm afraid my reputation is in the empire."

"Oh. I've heard that a lot. But that fame ends today."

"Really?

The two stared at each other on a bridge with nothing to prevent them from doing so.

"I am Nikita Tarasov, Lieutenant Colonel of the Imperial Army"

"... Raskino Independent Army, Maya Varta"

The moment she finished her name so, she rammed on, and Tarasov took it from the front.

The battle began so hard that the two swords were broken and crushed.