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A copper-skinned man throws down a soldier.
"Come on, next! Next!
The man throws down one soldier after another. The faces of the soldiers distorted.
"Captain, let's not do this anymore. Why are we always doing the training that no one else does: ......
"What? Don't waste your breath, take a shot at me!
The tenth captain Bente bent his forefinger and signaled to the sorrowful soldiers with a quirk. His face is smiling, but the soldier who was spotted looks like he is about to start crying. Immediately Bente put his arms around the neck of the soldier and strangle him.
Ugh, ugh. ....... Captain, surrender ...... is surrender ......
I told you not to say those words.
Why do we always go to ...... while everyone else is resting? There's even a gambling den open over there. ......
"Don't be silly. We'll train on our own. It's training time, right? Am I wrong?
That's true but ......
The soldier cried again when Bente questioned him. Then Bente chuckled.
One by one, the soldiers had no choice but to go up against Bente. And then thrown down.
All of Bente's men were more or less indebted to him. Besides, because they usually looked up to Bente like his own brother, the soldiers came to the training with a lot of complaining.
I don't know about gambling, drunkenness, or any of that stuff. I'm a soldier and I train for it. You are a soldier defending your land, and you're a dude who goes into town every day, taking the same people's money under the guise of a nobleman's order, and that's bullshit, right? Okay, so we'll roll over in training and have a drink at night! That's how I'm going to live! That's what life is all about! Hey, guys! Where do you look when people are talking!
The soldiers opened their eyes wide and pointed into the distance, shaking their heads.
"Isn't that Deputy Garne?
"You want to get hit, huh? I'm not going to be fooled by that lie.
"It's true, but ......
Finally, Bente turned toward the soldiers pointing. Deputy Garne, who would be his immediate superior, was walking towards us. The two of them were at their worst, as Bente was unhappy with everything, including the training policy.
Thanks to this, Bente's brow was naturally creased today. However, since it could not be ignored, Bente walked briskly and vigorously to his deputy.
How can I help you if you can't always get out?
Assemble. Stop playing and move on.
Bente's head tilted as he was racking his brain to see what kind of fate he would have today.
"What? How can you assemble without training them at training time? This is why the soldiers are so inadequate and can't even fight properly. Even during this time: ......
Shut up. The former commander, Baron Haddin, has been reinstated and all the forces of the territory have been ordered to assemble in front of the south gate. Move quickly!
Deputy Garne, always proud of his white skin without coming out of the barracks, interrupted Bente's words and exclaimed so.
Bente turns his attention back to the soldiers.
What do you mean? The former commander? Anybody know anything about that?
The soldiers who were spotted just stared at each other.
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In front of the south gate of the walled city.
The south gate is the main gate of the city built towards the border.
This citadel was also the last line of defense to defend the city and lord castle.
The walls that surround the city.
I gave the order to get them all together, but the level of this was hard to believe that this was an army. It's not a meeting of merchants and I can't watch it. But there is no more time. We have to get to work right away. If we prepare now, we can do something.
It's extremely depressing but you can't help but do nothing.
The troop strength could be ascertained at a glance. Total strength is 5200 men. Morale is 20.
The first thing to do is to identify personnel. The next step is a simulated battle to verify the combat system. And then, immediately, the strategy is implemented.
Tomorrow the enemy will come across the border. About 20 hours left. Considering the time to set up a trap, we don't have much time to spare.
To confirm personnel, we first checked from the information of the centurion.
Of course, completely disappointed.
The most important thing, given the current state of the military, is [command] to be able to lead soldiers properly. The centurion must have the ability to lead a hundred men. That's why, when that centurion is thrown into the battlefield, the soldiers will do as they are instructed.
However, the reality in front of us was still disastrous.
There wasn't a single person with [command] who could be trusted with the soldiers in a safe manner.
Conductor 30. 40. 28.
Terrible.
It's a mess.
Force is not desired. Because there is no way that a soldier with a good armed force would be buried in a place like this. There are many people whose commanding values are higher than their military strength, that's the game. I'm not going to be able to say anything about it.
At least, it helps that Haddin's old men are much better people than the centurion under Burke. So, soon after, Haddin's old men were also reinstated.
Except for them, there were no such personnel at all.
Honestly, we need more human resources.
To leave more faith in this operation.
Even so, it was inefficient to check all 5,200 troops.
So I was going to have the soldiers conduct a mock battle first, prior to deploying the operation. Maybe, just maybe, there really might be good people out there. If there is a soldier who can be used, we will recruit him.
Besides, this mock battle also had the purpose of combat practice.
"Now we will conduct a mock battle by centurion!
No one complained about it, whether they were aware that they were going to die complaining or not. Honestly, it would have felt like a hassle, but you couldn't have said it out loud.
I did not deliberately put a bounty on it. A soldier desperate to engage in meaningless mock battles. That's exactly what I want.
Soon the sorting was done and the showdown began. I was going to watch in silence until five of them were chosen.
From the looks of it, they were all in a terrible situation. Lack of willpower. No soldier seemed to have the desire to show off his abilities.
About two hours later, five soldiers were chosen. Finally, five soldiers were chosen. I did not dare to check their information.
"Your Excellency! These five people were chosen. Shall we have the showdown now?
No, that's not necessary. I'll make sure they're in person.
My military strength is 58.
It would be rather lucky if someone beats me in this confrontation.
So there's no need to check the information further.
I began to confront the soldiers, who still didn't see the point in having a mock battle.
"Come on, one by one!
Grasp the sword and the command Attack appeared.
It's just like in the game. It feels strange to see the word [Attack] in front of me in real life, but as an ignoramus of actual combat, it was quite a relief to see this system in action.
It's extremely important to familiarize yourself with the combat system for tomorrow's battle.
When I typed [Attack], the attack continued according to my force value. Swordsmanship, which I couldn't use, would be used to overwhelm the soldiers. In other words, all I had to do was keep typing [Attack] to suit the situation.
Of course, if I had a [skill], I could launch a more intense attack, but right now I don't have a [skill].
The basic command [Attack] is all you need.
Keen!
My sword swung down to split the soldier's head in half. The startled soldier reacted quickly to the attack, but the sword was overwhelmed by the force of the attack and went flying off. I stopped the sword in front of the soldier's face. On the battlefield, I would just swing it out in one fell swoop, but for now, it's practice.
Maa, I'm here!
The soldier prostrated himself, shaking and shaking.
There seemed to be no intention to fight desperately.
Next!
Swords and swords intersect again. This time the soldier is also overwhelmed by my [attack] and is flung away as it is.
Then, the soldier immediately announces his surrender.
I kicked the soldier rolling on the ground with my foot in disgust.
The soldier writhes around in agony.
Give it everything you've got! You have to put your life on the line in practice. They're all loosening up. Can you go into battle like that and be a decent fighter?
I shouted that way at the soldiers, but it seemed to have rather the opposite effect.
The confrontation continued, but as soon as they were hit by my [attack], they declared defeat one by one. Rather, they seemed to be frightened by my words. They all have the eyes of a dead fish.
All I could do was sigh.
As such, all four men withdrew and the last soldier came forward.
'Next!'
I don't even expect it anymore.
Once again, my sword and the soldier's sword intersected. Like the soldiers before, his sword was flicked away by the power of the [attack].
In the emptiness, I raised my leg again, this time to kick the soldier away.
Huh?
But my foot sliced the sky beautifully. The soldier curled up and rolled on the ground and picked up his dropped sword. Brilliant passivity. And then he immediately jumped at me.
I launched another [attack]. The soldier's sword shot up high into the sky and stabbed into the ground far away.
This was different from the previous soldiers. The soldier rushed forward without giving me the time to look at his face. As a result of trying to evade it with an [attack], the soldier's arm is splattered with blood from the power of the sword he swung.
I stopped [Attack] so as not to kill him.
However.
The soldier grabbed my leg and used all his strength to take me down. It also left my arm bleeding.
I was honestly surprised.
I'm not a man of exceptional ability. But his perseverance was unusual. If it were a battlefield, he would jump on the enemy even if he lost a limb, or something like that.
'That's it!
He shouted at the soldiers. Because it is possible that he was hit by the attack and was unable to regulate his rage and jumped at me in a half-crazed rage. There is no need for a fighting spirit that can't maintain reason. You can't control it.
But this soldier was not like that.
Sorry, my lord! It's embarrassing!
The man clings to my arm and screams valiantly.
Yes, this is the real fight. That's real fighting spirit. He was a man with real fighting spirit.
It's funny that I have to evaluate such a real man while using the system, but it's the kind of person you need to survive.
What's your name?
"My name is Bente! Lords! I am honored that you would confront a fool like me!
I immediately checked the [information].
The numbers aren't everything, but again, numbers don't lie.
[Bente]
Age: 25 years]
Armed Forces: 49]
Intelligence: 38]
Conducting: 82]
Affiliation: ten captains of the Aintorian territorial army]
[Mindset in affiliation: 94]
What is this? 82 for command? 94 for the people's mind?
It was an eye-opening number. The armed forces are not high, but what a B grade [command]!
Considering that A- and S-class generals are rare, someone with a B-class ability value is absolutely critical.
"Kukukukukku, puh-uh-uh-uh!
When I suddenly burst out laughing, the soldiers around me and even the chamberlain next to me look at each other with frightened faces. When the vice lord laughs, something bad inevitably happens.
"Bente!
"Yes, yes!
"You're a centurion today!
The lords' personnel authority in the territory is absolute. Furthermore, there was no one who would outright oppose the orders of the lord who behaved selfishly. No matter how much of an unconventional promotion it was.
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