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Episode 498 I'll try my best. (3)

Baron Share trembled and bit his fingernails.

In fact, other people didn't think much of it and didn't even suspect Jiselle. They just thought that a fairly experienced and capable soldier had come in.

But Baron Share, who had been involved in the conspiracy, could not feel so at ease.

'Why couldn't you just stay still? Why are you working so hard?'

Even if others didn't know, the person involved couldn't help but feel uneasy. Earl Fenris had the ability to run away even if caught, but he didn't.

'If I get caught, I'll be the only one who dies!'

As if to mock Baron Share's worries, the 'Dougley Squad' was charging forward diligently.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

"Push faster!"

At Giselle's shout, the squad members gritted their teeth and swung their clubs.

What was hard right now wasn't even hard. What was more scary was the frustration I would feel if I lost.

So they really went forward today with the determination to die.

"Wow! Let's chase after them quickly!"

Thanks to the efforts of the Douglas squad, other soldiers also worked hard to dig into the enemy camp.

The 5th Infantry Company's formation completely collapsed in the middle.

They were taken aback by the unexpected situation. It was their first time experiencing something like this and they didn't know what to do.

The 5th Infantry Company commander did nothing but yell.

"Stop it! Stop it! I said to get back together!"

It was easier said than done. Even when the soldiers tried to regroup, the problem was the rampaging Dougley squad in the middle.

The soldiers of the 5th Infantry Company fell down after being hit by clubs as soon as they rushed at them. They were so focused on that that they failed to stop the other soldiers who were advancing from behind.

"Hey hey hey! We're winning!"

"Push harder! Push harder!"

When someone shouted, the other soldiers also joined in with more force. Once they gained momentum, they were all busy charging forward excitedly.

The 3rd Infantry Company commander smiled with joy at the sight.

"We win! We win!"

Just push a little harder. The battle was already over, as the formation was split in half and collapsed. The observers would think so too.

The 3rd Infantry Company commander looked at Baron Share and shouted.

"What do you think! Those guys are my men! We're winning!"

"… … Oh, I see."

Unlike the excited captain who pointed at Jiselle with his finger, Baron Share only broke out in a cold sweat.

'Please stop, you crazy bastard... ... '

Why did he come all the way here and act like that? He seemed really excited about it.

In fact, Giselle was really excited.

"Come on! Just try a little harder!"

I sealed my mana and intentionally blocked my recovery power. My body felt stiff and sweat poured down my body every time I moved.

This kind of training(?) that pushes oneself to the limit is always enjoyable.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The squad members following behind were dying, but strangely they felt empowered. It was the first time they had felt the momentum of the battlefield.

It was a refreshing experience for those who were always defeated and running away.

The other soldiers also felt empowered. It was only natural since they were overwhelming their opponents for the first time.

"Let's try harder!"

"Wow!"

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The formation of the 5th Infantry Company was now broken and completely broken. The men of the 3rd Infantry Company, who had dug in, swung their clubs fiercely whenever their opponents approached.

Eventually, the Douglas squad broke through the enemy formation and ran towards the designated high ground.

The 5th Infantry Company commander shouted in thought.

"Stop it! Stop it! Hold it!"

The 3rd Infantry Company was always in last place. If we lost to those guys, we would be a lifelong embarrassment.

However, the 5th Infantry Company, which was outnumbered and had its formation completely destroyed, was unable to stop the Douglas platoon.

While trying to catch him, he was beaten by the soldiers following him and ended up collapsing.

Jiselle climbed up the hill and shouted loudly.

"Stop it now!"

Since the goal was to capture the high ground, the training did not end with simply climbing up. They also had to block the enemy's counterattack.

It is the difference between firmly suppressing and occupying the enemy, or somehow finding an opening to occupy and block it.

Even before the 3rd Infantry Company commander could give the order, Jiselle gave it on her own.

But the company commander who was watching excitedly didn't even know that.

"Wow! As expected, you're doing well just like you trained!"

That was all I could think about.

Following Giselle's orders, all the soldiers who had broken through the enemy camp switched to a defensive stance.

The soldiers of the 5th Infantry Company tried to recapture the hill somehow, but it was impossible.

The gap between morale and momentum was already too great. Everyone was so exhausted that they had no more strength.

The 5th Infantry Company had many soldiers fall after rushing in for no reason.

The judges and observers who had been quietly watching the training looked at each other and said.

"I don't think we need to look any further."

"This victory belongs to the 3rd Infantry Company."

"I will now conclude the evaluation."

When the news reached the 5th Infantry Company commander, his expression seemed as if the sky was falling.

The men of the 3rd Infantry Company shouted and threw their clubs.

"I won!"

"We won!"

"The Dougley Squad is the best!"

The soldiers who won the tactical evaluation for the first time had a moved expression on their faces. The 3rd Infantry Company commander also had tears in his eyes.

Thanks to the Douglas squad, I got the win I wanted for the first time in my military life.

"Hey, I won! I finally won! I won for the first time!"

He was delighted and grabbed Baron Share's hand and said:

"That guy the secretary recommended is really something! You said he was someone you knew back home?"

"That, that, that, that's right."

"Thank you! It's all thanks to you, Secretary!"

"Congratulations, congratulations, hao."

The 3rd Infantry Company commander tilted his head as he looked at Baron Share, who was trembling with a pale face.

"Why are you doing that?"

"Mom, mom, I have a cold."

"Oh my! You should take care of yourself. Come in quickly. I'll send you some good medicine."

"Oh, I understand. Well, that's it then."

"Yes! Take a look!"

Baron Share staggered back. His heart was pounding so hard he couldn't stand it. He wished that Earl Fenris would just be quiet now.

But Giselle wasn't the one who would grant that wish. His goal was to be number one.

Similar scenes unfolded in battles with other companies.

"charge!"

The soldiers charged at the shout of the 3rd Infantry Company Commander. The only tactic he used was to charge.

But when it was combined with Giselle, it started to create tremendous synergy.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

"Eww! What the heck are these guys!"

When the Dougley squad took the lead, everyone could not hold out and fell. The infantry here were not enough to stop the Dougley squad, who had been trained to hell by Jiselle.

No one could stop the 3rd Infantry Company's absurd charge tactics.

It was the same when they were in a defensive role. If a place was breached, the Dougley squad would run and trample it all down.

The 3rd Infantry Company began to advance by charging and defeating every enemy they encountered.

Each time this happened, the reputation of the Dougley Squad grew even higher.

"Dougly! Dougly!"

"The Dougley Squad is the best!"

"We will win!"

The morale of the 3rd Infantry Company was at its peak. Not only was the winning streak good, but with each victory came alcohol and meat.

The 3rd Infantry Company commander muttered with a sentimental expression.

"I never thought I'd end up here… … ."

I thought I only needed to win once, but I won them all. Now I just need to win one more company and I will finish the tactical evaluation in first place.

I, who was always last, was now first? I suddenly became scared.

"I'm afraid of my talent…."

He was very mistaken. He thought his talent had finally blossomed.

I even had happy fantasies about how I might eventually rise to the position of corps commander.

Giselle, who had given us that happy fantasy, was now the hero of the 3rd Infantry Company.

Jiselle put her hand on her waist and shouted to the soldiers behind her.

"Are you ready?"

"yes!"

If we win today, we'll be first place. Everyone answered loudly and with enthusiasm.

It wasn't his job, but somehow he got everyone involved. Of course, there was a secret hidden behind it, that he would fight at every company dinner after a victory.

Everyone's bodies were shaking and they were swinging their arms and legs around for no reason. They were so confident from their winning streak that it was almost overflowing.

Soon the stern order from the 3rd Infantry Company commander came down.

"charge!"

"Wow!"

Everyone ran out, led by Giselle.

In the face of such ferocious momentum, the opposing 9th Infantry Company all hardened their expressions and clenched their teeth. They could not lose to those guys, the weakest in the 2nd Corps and the perennial last place.

The 9th Infantry Company commander was equally desperate for victory.

"Never let it break through! Block it! You must block it at all costs!"

The 3rd Infantry Company commander was looked down upon by the other company commanders because he was a country bumpkin who had no ability and had taken a lot of money to get the position.

But I couldn't accept that everything was broken by that guy.

"Stop it!"

Phew!

The 9th Infantry Company commander screamed, but it was no use. As soon as Giselle swung her club, tripping one of the soldiers, the front line was instantly pierced.

"Wow!"

The soldiers of the 3rd Infantry Company rushed in through the gap.

It was always the same pattern, and everyone knew it, but they couldn't stop it. It was truly an amazing skill.

Eventually, Dougley's platoon broke through the 9th Infantry Company's wall with a mad dash.

The infantry formation is doomed if it breaks through to the center, because once there is a gap, enemy soldiers will pour in endlessly.

Victor, who was following Giselle with a flushed face, laughed loudly.

"Poohahahaha! We are the best!"

When the other soldiers heard that, they also shouted loudly.

"Wow! We are the best!"

No one could stop this momentum. The 9th Infantry Company was pushed back in an instant by the soldiers of the 3rd Infantry Company who were rushing in like madmen.

The soldiers rushed in through the gap that Jiselle had made, and the entire formation collapsed.

The 9th Infantry Company commander muttered with a bewildered expression.

"What, what is this… … . Why am I being pushed around so pointlessly?"

In times like this, you need to quickly move your soldiers and reorganize your formation.

But he didn't have the ability to do that, and his soldiers weren't trained to do that either.

In the end, the Douglas squad that charged ahead safely took the high ground. The judges who saw that nodded.

"I guess I don't need to see this any more."

"It's always amazing to see, especially that 'Douglie Squad.'"

"The company commander trained us really well."

The other soldiers were simply riding the momentum of the Dougley squad, but the results came in an instant, and the entire company's training seemed excellent.

All evaluations were over. The soldiers who had captured the high ground were very happy.

"Yaaaaaaah!"

"We won again!"

"Undefeated Company!"

Of course, everyone knew who it was thanks to. They all looked at Giselle.

A soldier brought the flag of the 3rd Infantry Company and handed it to Giselle.

Jiselle naturally took it and stuck it in the ground while shouting.

"We won! We're number one!"

"Wow!"

A roar rang out that made the sky disappear.

They were the ones who were always last, but now they are first! It was all thanks to the Dougley Squad.

"The Dougley Squad is the best!"

"Dougly! Dougly! Dougly!"

The soldiers who had been endlessly chanting Dougley's name soon began to lift Jiselle and wash her.

Jiselle laughed as she was showered with shower gel by the soldiers.

"Hahahaha!"

The army you lead must win unconditionally. The thrill of battle and the joy of victory are… … .

'Huh! Why am I so happy!'

Only then did Giselle come to her senses. To be honest, playing war games was fun, but she was too absorbed in it.

It seemed like it was because it had been a long time since he had personally managed low-level soldiers. Raising soldiers had a different kind of fun than raising knights.

'Well... ... The place and date haven't been decided yet, so this much should be okay.'

Since we have to wait anyway, wouldn't it be better to wait in an enjoyable way?

Jiselle just thought about it in peace.

The soldiers of the 3rd Infantry Company who took first place in the tactical evaluation were greatly rewarded.

Everyone was given a reward and was given plenty of wine and meat.

The 3rd Infantry Company commander used his own money to distribute more alcohol and meat.

"Eat! Eat! Eat without stopping with a charging spirit! Dougley Squad, eat more!"

He was so happy, because now no one could ignore him. So he gave the Dougley squad more money and praised them greatly.

The soldiers who had been starving because the rations were a mess were happy, eating and drinking as much meat as they wanted.

"Hahahaha! It's all thanks to Squad Leader Dougley."

"You're good at fighting and good at charging!"

"I heard that the members of the Dougley squad have also become incredibly strong?"

Victor and his squad members smiled proudly at everyone's praise. They had never received such an evaluation or achieved such an achievement.

'Wow, training was really hard.'

'This is why I work so hard for this taste.'

'It's really good! I want to keep cheering!'

'Squad Leader Dougley is the best! The best!'

They have come to know the joy of battle and victory.

While everyone was happily enjoying the dinner, a soldier came to find Jiselle.

"Captain Dougley, the Royal Secretary has arrived."

"Oh, really?"

Jiselle, who had been laughing and chatting with the soldiers, stood up from her seat. It seemed like she had heard some news.

Baron Share, who met Giselle in the commander's office, said with a pale face.

"What is it? Why on earth are you doing this? Are you saying we should all die together now?"

"… … ."

"No, why are you making a name for yourself? Why are you excited? The rumor has spread!"

Of course, the news about a single soldier did not spread to the royal family or high-ranking nobles. However, the rumor had spread quite a bit in the nearby units.

Jiselle said, slightly avoiding eye contact.

"I was just… bored… ."

"Are you saying you're number one because you're bored?"

"… … ."

"Count, can you please remain quiet? Please. I don't want to die. Count, you are not a member of the Royal Army."

"… … ."

Baron Share continued speaking with tears in his eyes.

"Do you know how the rumors started, Count? They said you were imitating the Earl of Fenris. It was the real Earl of Fenris!"

It seems that it was a bit unpleasant to drive the soldiers around recklessly, talking about fighting power. Jiselle nodded and changed the subject.

"You got first place, so let's hold back a bit. So, what brings you here?"

At those words, Baron Share looked around. He made an excuse that he had come to praise the person he had recommended for his performance, but that was not the case.

The nagging to be careful was just a side note.

Baron Share lowered his voice to a whisper.

"The place and date have been set."