The Mad Spearman of the Northern Front - Chapter 48

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The Mad Spearman of the Northern Front (48)

 

“One, two, three, four! One-two-three-four… One-two-three-four!”

 

At the shouts echoing through the base camp from early morning, soldiers came out of the barracks with curious expressions.

 

“What’s that? What’s that sound?”

 

“…Have those guys gone crazy?”

 

Watching the soldiers running around the outskirts of the base camp, soldiers from other squads burst into giggles.

 

When they should be conserving their strength for battles that could break out at any moment, the sight of them doing this from early morning was both very unfamiliar and amusing.

 

But….

 

“Louder! Scream at the top of your lungs!”

 

“One! Two! Three! Four! One-two-three-four! One-two-three-four!”

 

Beside the 3rd Squad members running in step, Arteon was running alongside them.

 

Basically, the 3rd Squad members had good stamina.

 

There was a reason they had survived after participating in several harsh battles so far.

 

“Stop, take a short break and everyone loosen up your bodies. We’ll move on to the next training right away.”

 

“Huff… Huff…!”

 

“Whew… Damn, it’s hard to keep up.”

 

“Why does he run so well with that small body?”

 

Even though it was just running with their bare bodies, considering the running speed, it was by no means an easy level.

 

Even the 3rd Squad members, who thought they wouldn’t fall behind in stamina, were bending over and breathing roughly.

 

‘He’s the only one who looks calm.’

 

‘…Just how high is his stamina level?’

 

Everyone looked at Arteon with puzzled expressions.

 

But….

 

‘…Just a little more and it seems I’ll be able to gradually operate the mana cultivation method while moving.’

 

Arteon was also coming out alone every time they slept to do grueling training.

 

What made it possible for him to endure despite this was thanks to the superhuman recovery power that the Vargas Mana Cultivation Method possessed.

 

Because he could train more than three times as much as others and still recover quickly, such things were possible.

 

Of course, that effort was by no means easy.

 

“Everyone listen carefully.”

 

At Arteon’s words, the squad members sluggishly stood in position.

 

Although discipline couldn’t be said to be completely established yet, at least they were pretending to listen.

 

Arteon spoke.

 

“From today, we’ll do training that’s necessary for us. Since we need to master it completely in a short time, concentrate and listen.”

 

“…?”

 

“Necessary training?”

 

“What’s that?”

 

At Arteon’s words, the 3rd Squad members looked at him with puzzled expressions.

 

Then Arteon gripped his spear and bent his knees, lowering his stance.

 

An awkward posture that was neither sitting nor standing.

 

Grain asked.

 

“What… kind of posture is that?”

 

The other squad members also seemed curious about it as they looked at Arteon, waiting for an answer.

 

“The area near Elvarfiel Lake is basically quite overgrown with vegetation. It’s a rare place in the Northern Region where grass grows luxuriantly.”

 

Moreover, since it’s a place where fog rises, it’s also a battlefield where securing the enemy’s line of sight is more important than anything.

 

“But if you can move like this in such a place….”

 

Swish swish swish swish swish!

 

“…!”

 

The soldiers’ eyes widened at the sight of Arteon moving at tremendous speed despite clearly being in a half-crouched position.

 

Grain spoke as if flustered.

 

“H-how did you do that?”

 

“Whew… It’s a bit tiring since I haven’t done it in a while. I need to work harder too.”

 

“…Excuse me?”

 

At Arteon’s words, Grain tilted his head.

 

A person who’s only 15 years old saying it’s been a while.

 

Then at what age did he do such strange actions?

 

But Arteon looked at the squad members and said.

 

“You need to build the muscle strength and stamina to continuously run fast in this position for at least 20 minutes. Above all, strengthening the thighs and ankles is important and… here.”

 

Arteon pointed to his toes with his spear.

 

As the squad members looked there, Arteon said.

 

“You must strengthen your toes so you can move as if pushing off the ground with your toes to be able to move quickly.”

 

If this movement was possible, it would be possible to quickly sneak into enemy lines using fog and vegetation as concealment.

 

At Arteon’s words, the squad members showed somewhat doubtful expressions.

 

“Still, that’s….”

 

“What good would come from doing such training…? Rather, just training spear technique would be….”

 

“That’s right. What improvement would there be from doing such training? What’s important is the Kar Tribe, those barbarians….”

 

But then, Grain cut off the squad members’ words and answered.

 

“Understood. I’ll do my best in the training the squad leader orders.”

 

“…Vice squad leader?”

 

The squad members frowned at Grain’s appearance, having become too obedient.

 

But Grain turned his head to look at the squad members and said.

 

“I participated in trying to ostracize the squad leader for a reason. Since our lives were at stake, I understood it fully. But what’s your state now?”

 

Grain spoke to the squad members with a deliberately angry expression.

 

“The squad leader gave us a chance, and we did our best… and lost. But are you thinking of going back on your word now?”

 

“N-no.”

 

“That’s not it….”

 

“W-we weren’t trying to renege. Just… whether this training really has any effect….”

 

But Grain cut off the squad members’ words decisively.

 

“Don’t think. Just follow orders, do your absolute best unconditionally. And if the results aren’t good afterward, complain then. I’ll speak up with you at that time.”

 

At Grain’s appearance, the squad members all bowed their heads with expressions mixed with shame and regret.

 

To that….

 

‘…Not bad?’

 

Isn’t this a complete alpha male?

 

He scolded the squad members while simultaneously raising Arteon’s status.

 

‘At the same time… he’s even giving a warning.’

 

If the results aren’t good, he’ll complain together then.

 

These words ultimately contained silent pressure to do their best to produce good results.

 

Arteon said.

 

“I know that telling you to trust me doesn’t inspire confidence. We’ve only known each other for barely a day.”

 

Of course, Arteon knew.

 

How effective this had been on the battlefield of Elvarfiel Lake.

 

Hadn’t he already proven it in his past life?

 

‘Of course there are more things needed, but this is the most basic of basics.’

 

Arteon spoke to the squad members.

 

“Each squad form lines. And start by walking slowly.”

 

“Understood!”

 

“Yes!”

 

Perhaps because discipline had been tightened from the incident just now, the squad members’ eyes were full of fervor.

 

To that, Arteon said.

 

“And there’s one thing we need to prepare.”

 

“…What?”

 

Grain asked as their representative.

 

At that question, Arteon smiled and said.

 

“Everyone pack your full combat gear and carry it during training.”

 

Their faces turned pale.

 

* * *

 

The 3rd Platoon’s eccentric behavior spread throughout the entire 4th Defense Line in an instant.

 

“…What kind of nonsense is that?”

 

“I don’t know, but there must be some reason for it.”

 

“What reason could there be? He’s probably just thinking of establishing discipline by overworking the soldiers.”

 

At Volgren’s words, Hadel frowned.

 

He hadn’t liked him from the start, and his actions weren’t particularly welcome either.

 

But soon Hadel turned around and looked at the documents.

 

“Intelligence has come in that the Kar Tribe is currently moving south with their backs to the lake. Those bastards… it seems they’re planning to move their formation downward.”

 

“…You mean they’re not guarding near the lake, but moving further south?”

 

Those words could only be interpreted as the Kar Tribe expanding their territory further.

 

Elvarfiel Lake was a considerably necessary place for both the Kar Tribe and the Imperial Army.

 

The location itself was the only flat terrain that cut through both the Kar Tribe’s formation and the Empire’s formation.

 

Moreover, the surrounding terrain was marshland that wasn’t easy to traverse, and the fog and dense vegetation had the advantage of creating multiple infiltration routes.

 

Rather than the lake’s terrain itself being important, there were far too many advantages that could be gained from the lake.

 

And now….

 

“If those bastards move south and establish their formation, it becomes even harder for us to approach the lake.”

 

“…We’ll need to prepare for battle quickly.”

 

“I heard the battalion commander has already moved to report to his superiors. Judging by the hurried atmosphere….”

 

Hadel fell silent.

 

Considering the scale of this damage, they should have spent at least a month reorganizing, healing the wounded, and resupplying materials.

 

But judging by the current atmosphere.

 

“At most two weeks from now.”

 

At those words, Volgren’s expression hardened.

 

“Two weeks… you say?”

 

“It’s just speculation. But there’s a high possibility we’ll deploy within two weeks. So hurry and have the soldiers prepare as well.”

 

“…Understood.”

 

Even if battle broke out when preparations were complete, the scale of damage couldn’t be predicted.

 

But in a hastily prepared battle, what kind of results would emerge….

 

Especially when there were heavy troop losses from a major defeat like this time.

 

A shadow fell across Volgren’s face.

 

At times like this, he even felt like going to the battlefield with the soldiers rather than being in charge of supplies.

 

But….

 

“…Understood.”

 

Volgren had his own duties that only he could perform.

 

As Volgren turned around with a dark expression, Hadel let out the sigh he had been holding back.

 

“Huu… Damn it.”

 

How many more casualties would there be this time….

 

But sentimentality ends here.

 

Wasn’t it his job to prepare so they could fight their best battle under any circumstances?

 

Eventually, Hadel steeled his resolve and hurriedly walked off somewhere.

 

* * *

 

It was right after morning training ended, when everyone was resting.

 

“P-Platoon Leader!”

 

Suddenly, one of the platoon members rushed urgently into the barracks and shouted.

 

At this, Arteon turned his head to look at the platoon member.

 

It was Myro from the 3rd Squad.

 

“What’s so urgent?”

 

“I just heard from a guy working in the Situation Room… it seems the next deployment will proceed within two weeks.”

 

“…What did you say?”

 

“Fuck, what are you talking about?”

 

“What kind of bullshit is this?!”

 

The platoon members who had been lying down recovering their tired bodies jumped up and spat out curses.

 

After suffering such heavy damage, they’re launching an attack in just two weeks?

 

It sounded like nothing more than telling everyone to just die.

 

But Arteon quickly turned his thoughts back with a serious expression.

 

‘I can’t know the situation regarding the Northeastern 4th Defense Line at this time.’

 

In his past life.

 

At this time, Arteon had been in the Northwest.

 

But as long as the terrain of Elvarfiel Lake didn’t change, there were definitely things that could be done.

 

‘In the current situation, the best method is….’

 

Arteon frowned.

 

First, it seemed he needed to find out exactly what the situation was.

 

“…Huh?”

 

At that moment, something caught Arteon’s eye.

 

It was a sack in the corner of the 3rd Platoon Barracks.

 

“What’s that?”

 

“Huh? Oh, that? That’s Pima Herb, a medicinal herb with pain-relieving effects. There’s plenty of it scattered around the lake area, so we always keep it in stock.”

 

These were soldiers who lived carrying the burden of various injuries, large and small.

 

Therefore, Pima Herb was one of the most essential medicinal herbs for them.

 

And the moment he saw that Pima Herb.

 

“…That’s it.”

 

Arteon’s eyes flashed sharply.

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