Price of Management

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The night was deep.

There was a fierce struggle between Earl Juden's 60,000 troops and the Kingdom of Leaden. The army of the Marquis of Juden has allowed you to assemble siege weapons that have been brought to a difficult disassembly. The catapult quickly assembles and starts firing stones.

It wasn't just that.

Military engineers, engineers, and wizards united to cut down trees in nearby forests and start building siege towers. The engineers worked swiftly under the regular design of the Horn Empire Army, and the wizards magically supported the construction of a siege tower higher than the walls of Ledon.

At that dreadful speed, the royal family had no choice but to stick out their tongue.

Training like that was also one of the important virtues of a military commander. The ability of the Marquis of Juden to raise such an enormous army was admissible, even though it was an enemy.

As such, the battle between the Marquis of Juden and the Kingdom of Leaden was as trivial as the day, as was the battle between the Marquis of Ligand's Manor and Nigel, while the great scale of all siege weapons were fought.

“How long are they going to keep doing that, those bastards? ”

“Isn't the commander a lunatic? ”

“They'll get tired of it first. ”

The students yawned and said one thing. Now the arrow that flies over the cover feels like part of everyday life.

“Oh, I'm bored. I want to take a nap. When's my turn? ”

“Huhu, my turn is 10 minutes away. ”

It was around that time that the strap was loosening.

“Huh? They're moving weird. ”

More than 4,000 Horn Imperium troops continue to retreat from this nonsense.

“Really. Where are they going? ”

“You're done for the day? ”

“No way. I haven't done anything yet. John said it was a real fight from night to night. ”

It was when the students were chatting.

A new army has emerged from the realm of the Horn Empire. There were more troops than before.

Then the students realized what it meant.

“Alternate.”

“Those who were shoveling during the day are now on their way to rest and others are here. ”

“You said it was a real fight from night on, right? ”

The students slowly started to get nervous. Enemies who had been resting were coming to fight properly.

Just as John's voice resounded in the night sky.

“Battle stations! Stay alert, just like you practiced during the day! ”

“Okay!”

“Oooh!”

“Bring it on! ”

“Let's get warmed up, too! ”

The students responded with a shout.

Soon, the Horn Empire marches. The tactics were the same as they were shown during the day. Chargers charge with shields and ladders. Cover yourself with archers shooting arrows.

John exclaims against him.

Prepare to fire on all troops! ”

I practiced a lot during the day. Students and soldiers pulled arrows from the bow. The sharp arrowhead aims at the enemy through a hole in the cover.

There was no shooting arrows until the order came through. One mistake was enough.

Finally, the attackers who came up from the garden reached their range. John shouts as he tries to carry the ladder up the wall.

“Open fire!"

Papa-pot...

Quack, quack, quack! Kuaak!

“Ow!”

“Hehe!”

Rain of arrows flying at once. The assailants hit by the arrows fall screaming.

If I had shot them when they came up the garden, their sturdy shield guard would have blocked the arrows.

However, the moment the ladder crossed the wall, the shield guard was inevitable, and John gave the order to shoot without missing that moment. It was really sensual timing.

“Ready to fire again! ”

John has ordered again.

“Single shot!”

Arrows fall on the chargers again. Every time, the vanguard in the lead collapses.

But that's not how the elite of the Horn Empire fought. One man steps forward, shielding the defense, and the other climbs up the ladder. Due to the organized movement, the ladders were spanned one by one on the wall.

“Free Fire!”

John's instructions have fallen. Students and soldiers now started shooting as soon as the arrow struck, regardless of the order. The enemies were about to come up, so they could no longer wait for orders to be timed.

Arrows pouring out. Screaming. Flowing Bloods.Bloody nosebleeds.

There was a real war going on in front of everyone.

Students were more overwhelmed than just that cruel landscape.

“Climb!”

“Take the Wall! ”

The Horn Empire chargers hurl ropes at the walls, not just ladders. Students and soldiers worked hard to cut the ropes and clear the ladders, but the enemy repeats the same work as a machine.

Even if your colleague is killed by an arrow next to you, you can see the fallen comrade with the rope cut off, but you still attack with a calm, steady attitude. It was like ghosts were born to fight. It was enough to overwhelm those guarding the Marquis of Ligand's mansion.

The soldiers climbing the rope set a platform with daggers through the stone gaps in the walls. If I try to cut the rope from above, I quickly give up the rope and hang it on the wall with my bare hands using a scaffold made of daggers.

Subsequent chargers also climbed the wall with daggers planted by front of them on the walls.

“Fuck, fuck, what is that? ”

“Goddamn bastards! It's crawling up like a cockroach! ”

“Don't be afraid, asshole! Those bastards know we kicked their asses! ”

I'm so busy removing ladders and ropes, I can't even climb up walls with my bare hands! During the fierce training, the elite who were born into the school felt frightened and terrified at the same time.

The attackers who were more at risk of death than any other medical department were inevitably the elites who had the toughest training with the scouts.

The attackers climb up against the wall and are unable to attack with the arrow holes pierced by the shields.

A handful of students came out of the shadows and pointed their arrows straight down. Then, from behind, the Horn Empire archers are hit by arrows to protect their allies.

Qajik!

“Ugh! Oh, it hurts...! ”

Finally, among the students, casualties began.

“Lou, Louise is down! ”

“Fuck, fuck! Hey, what the hell! ”

“What the hell! This is war!”

After the casualties among his friends, the students began to feel the fear of true war. It was as John feared.

What if there were as many visible Horn Imperial soldiers as one of them? If so, there is no odds. They're all professionals. We're not even adults yet!

It appeared that there was less room for fear among the boys in their late teens who had been hidden behind their pride as nobles and as unmanned.

But then, John's voice rang out in an error.

“There's nothing to be afraid of! The whole force couldn't have been trained like that! All but a few are common foot soldiers! If you'd learned anything about military science, you'd know! ”

The students listened to John in fear.

“And you are unmanned! Unlike those miserable bastards! Did you learn control to come to fear those bastards and sharpen the family's vision sword?! ”

Then the students woke up from fear.

No, fear is fear. It was true what I was afraid of.

However, it spread to students that they could not be so helpless. It's a disgrace to the family if you're afraid of ordinary soldiers.

“Let's fucking fight! ”

“Come and see, you cockroaches! ”

“Did you learn how to control your group's arrival?! ”

John shouted again as the students regained their determination.

“Breathe in pairs. One shoots a flying arrow, the other attacks an ascending enemy! ”

“Oooh!”

“And get one of your wounded colleagues to safety for first aid! We can win! ”

“Oh-oh-oh! ”

Everyone shouted and responded. It was a shout to ward off fear, but it gave me strength.

‘Fortunately, the crisis was averted. ’

John sighs, who barely encourages his allies. But John's face was still severely frozen. Because some of the things I told my students were lies for fraud.

‘If I were the Marquis of Juden, I would have greatly increased the percentage of the Raiders in advance. He had a clear objective of attacking the Kingdom of Leaden. ’

The number of Assault Soldiers among the Horn Empire is quite clear. I became gloomy thinking that there would be so many experts in the siege who climb the walls like ghosts.

‘But I'm not going to lose. ’

John grips his teeth. There is little fear on the face of a 15-year-old boy.

‘No matter how hard it is, I will win. I will win. I will survive to be victorious. Together!’

I hypnotized myself without rest.

In the middle of the battlefield, King Leaden opened his eyes to a young Holy Spirit.