65 – Snail Hunting (2)

From the moment Captain Heinz looked bad, I knew that the situation would be bad to some extent.

But the current atmosphere is so serious that I feel like this is going too far.

Dalton slammed his fist so hard that it made a fist-shaped hole in his wooden desk.

A precious desk has reached the end of its life.

“…… f*ck you, you damn Baron Schwappen bastard. “Do you f*ck people like this?”

If I dare ask what’s going on, I’ll probably get hit with that fist, so I’ll just keep my mouth shut and frown.

While I was keeping my mouth shut, Walter next to me spoke carefully.

“Platoon Leader Martin, aren’t you curious what’s going on?”

“We’re not at war, so why is this between us? “Just leave it alone.”

At those words, Walter smiled faintly and nodded his head.

“Baron Schwafen had connections with high-ranking people in the center, and he used that to organize us under this strange guy. That’s why Captain Dalton is crazy and jumping around.”

To put it bluntly, war is like a commander doing almost everything.

What this means is that when the Imjin War broke out, Admiral Yi Sun-sin and Daimyo Won Gyun of the Japanese Empire clearly commanded the same Joseon naval force.

Admiral Yi Sun-sin achieved a feat that will forever be remembered in world history, turning hundreds of thousands of Japanese enemies into ghosts while losing few of his soldiers.

But didn’t Won Gyun destroy the powerful Joseon navy in Chilcheonryang?

But Baron Schwafen used a trick to group us under this strange guy…

‘I understand why Captain Dalton was so angry.’

“So what kind of man is the formation officer and commander who will be commanding us?”

“He is called Baron Pappenheim. “His leadership skills are so bad that he causes his own soldiers to die needlessly and is a crazy man who is famous for putting mercenaries’ lives at risk.”

One of the differences between mercenaries and soldiers directly under the lords is whether or not they can be replaced.

What this means is, if one mercenary corps splits up, all you have to do is find another mercenary corps and rebuild it.

His soldiers are made up of the people and knights of the territory, so if the number decreases significantly, it takes a lot of time and money to replenish them.

So, nobles usually care about their soldiers, and there are many mercenaries who treat them as roughly and boldly as possible.

‘Isn’t this a bit over the line?’

“Is that so?”

“That’s why Captain Dalton goes on such a rampage even after receiving the opportunity to be a ‘standing mercenary’ given to him by our senior platoon leader.”

Meanwhile, Deputy Commander Heinz was trying hard to appease Dalton.

“Although Baron Pappenheim is a bit foolish, isn’t this war so important that it raises the head of the Empire? So, you can’t command our mercenaries to kill them outright.”

“Oh, if it wasn’t for that, I would have just beaten them all and left, damn it. Ha, why is life like this? Should I just retire?”

“Don’t be too angry, but please start by telling me what instructions were given. “If we hear something and decide we can’t agree with it, shouldn’t we just join together and reject it?”

Dalton sighed and clapped his hands until the ground disappeared.

“You can tell by looking at the general atmosphere, but let alone the fact that Na-ri, the director of this program, is such an idiot. “What’s even more ridiculous than that is the order that bastard gave, damn it!”

A great general always gives the right orders, but a foolish general always gives foolish orders and grinds the lives of his men into a millstone.

Sure enough, it looks like that low-level Nauri failed to disappoint my expectations this time too.

If there is a guy like that in my enemy group, I naturally applaud and feel happy, but why is it that it is our direct superior, the programming director?

‘I’m going crazy and crazy.’

“The order given to us is none other than ‘attacking the fortress,’ f*ck. Even our mercenary unit alone. “They are outright telling us to die.”

At those words, other executives stood up.

“f*ck, this is too much. “Honestly, even if we succeed in conquering these strongholds, it’s obvious that all the kids will die, and if we fail, we’ll just be ruined, right?”

“You’re not a soldier, but you’re the one who treats our lives as the lives of flies? “Just, everything…”

“A solo fortress attack? “If you go one step further, I’ll tell you to hang yourself first.”

Even in a world where machine guns, cannons, and air force bombers have been invented, in order to capture an ‘enemy fortress’, one must be prepared to throw our soldiers into a blender rather than a millstone.

In this world, the only weapons that can be used from a distance are bows, crossbows, catapults, and magic.

It would be hard to tell how difficult it would be to attack a single fortress.

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Dalton frowned and covered his forehead with both hands.

“Huh, the fortress isn’t that big though. “They said it could accommodate about 200 people.”

In the meantime, Centurion Hans sighed and said.

“Our Whitebeard mercenary unit is doing well these days, and honestly, the combat skills of the new recruits have improved considerably thanks to Martin who took charge of training them. But to take down a fortress, you have to take at least three times as many people. There aren’t enough numbers. “Isn’t that right?”

Dalton didn’t really refute that statement either.

“This is too unreasonable an order. So we must immediately complain to someone higher than the Emperor or Baron Pappenheim. “You either need more support, or you want to transfer him to someone else.”

Everything the centurion said is correct, but…

He knows that in military life, unless there is an outright order to follow, even if it is an unreasonable order, you have to pretend to do it and then say no.

Otherwise, the reputation that I and my mercenary team have built so far will quickly turn into the stigma of being a coward.

‘You never know, it might turn out okay.’

“I think we should pretend to follow Baron Pappenheim’s orders, even if they are the worst.”

Hans glared at me, but it was none of my business.

“Think about it, unless that guy Pappenheim also has mashed potatoes in his head. What good would there be in giving an order that seems absolutely impossible and leaving us to die? “Even high-ranking people are watching.”

“He didn’t attack us outright like that Schwappen guy, so he probably didn’t give the order with the intention of killing us. “If we are wiped out or defeated, our reputation will go down.”

“So, it is not too late to make a decision after thoroughly reconnoitring the situation of the fortress and conducting an attack. “If you think you can’t do it, you can ask for support like Centurion Hans said, or do whatever you want.”

When I persuaded them with evidence, everyone, including Dalton, nodded.

“If our Whitebeard mercenaries say out loud that this is not possible from now on. Baron Pappenheim What’s with that guy’s reputation? “For mercenaries like us, it’s not like we’re going to die for our reputation and reputation, but nobles are different.”

The nobles here do not do crazy things like honor killings, like killing family members for the sake of honor, like the Islamic bastards do.

However, among the slugs in the Rhine-Palatinate and elsewhere, the nobles are prepared to give up their lives at any time for honor…

Are you protesting to those guys that this order is wrong ‘without any basis’?

‘If Baron Pappenheim were awake, he wouldn’t know…’

Otherwise, mercenaries and the like will go on a rampage, claiming they are ignoring me.

I spoke with confidence in my voice.

“So, let’s at least pretend to do it and if it seems like it will work, let’s go for it. To put it bluntly, what is the harm in doing this? “Not only will we have an excuse to escape later even if we don’t do it, but wouldn’t we be able to gain a reputation with other nobles as a mercenary unit that does its best even if it’s a bit too much work?”

Other executives also agreed with what I said.

“Wouldn’t we just do a proper reconnaissance and attack if it looks worth it, and if not, then go and protest? “If you step forward hastily and scratch the pride of nobles, that’s a shame.”

“I think it would be better to at least pretend to risk your life if you are doing it for money.”

“I don’t think I have anything to lose by listening to Martin. “Let’s do it.”

When public opinion turned like this, Dalton looked into my eyes and shook his head.

“Okay, let’s figure out the situation and make a decision. Since the Rhine-Palatinate guys are going to be standing mercenaries, it would be better to at least pretend to die if they are going to die. Okay, then let’s just do as Martin says for now.”

In the meantime, I heard the sound of Hans grinding his teeth.

‘Until now, everyone has been nice to me, but are you sending a signal that that won’t necessarily be the case from now on?’

It’s a bit unfortunate, but it can’t be helped because it’s natural for people like this to appear once you start doing really well.

**

Three weeks later, we arrived at Fortress Serise, which Baron Pappenheim had ordered us to attack.

When I first saw this fortress, I muttered with the corner of my mouth in my ear.

“It looks really hard, but I think it’s worth a try.”

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