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Published at 13th of March 2022 03:51:58 PM


Chapter 235

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As soon as the engineers and laborers arrived, work began on the canyon’s dam.

The enemy could not interfere even if they wanted to.

It was too risky.

It was eerie, but I guess they were aware of the danger and did not want to attack us.

An attack in the wetlands would cause heavy damage when they retreated.

It could be considered just a diversion.

 

From the castle where Dorius was holed up, I could only hear the occasional mocking voice.

I was impressed by the fact that it must be hard for the voices to reach this far.

Then everyone gave me the blank stare.

 

Since a surprise attack by a small number of people is possible, I have enough guards for the laborers.

Curious, I went to inspect the site and found that they were building a dam out of lumber.

It would be washed away in a flood, but since that was the purpose this time, they said it was just fine.

I thought they were going to build it by dropping soil, but I was impressed to find out that they were not.

 

This is another construction project that is rarely done, so the engineers are having fun….

This is war, but… if it motivates them, good for them.

 

At the same time, I asked Ardelheid to send about 10 medical staff.

I would like to teach the newly added beastmen medical skills if they have the aptitude for it.

Let’s start with the women who are not engaged in civil engineering work.

Because of the large number of new additions, there is an urgent need to increase the number of medical personnel.

Even in the capital, we will need more manpower.

The maximum number of people we can request to be dispatched is 10.

 

There are other things I want to do, but first, we need to end the war.

For now, I just hope they don’t starve or get sick.

 

Construction is going well, and in two weeks we have a dam that is almost satisfactory.

It’s holding back the water, but it doesn’t seem to be pooling at all.

 

During the construction, we received a report that an army of demons had taken up position near the rear of Dorius.

They were holding up some kind of conspicuous banner, which I heard from Prytanis was the banner of the much-talked-about wise man.

 

I don’t think I have the stomach for that kind of self-promotion.

Some people like to show off.

Even before my reincarnation, there were people who put their faces on big billboards.

 

I don’t deny the flag itself.

Even the ancient Romans had flag bearers in their legions.

It is probably useful to raise morale and unite people.

 

I am thinking of introducing it when the size of the army grows.

I want to have a symbol of unity for the multi-racial population.

 

As the end of the construction work approached, people began to blatantly turn their eyes away from me.

Are they worried about the lack of rain?

 

I, myself, was aware that it was just as well it didn’t rain.

 

Then, the clouds began to gather and a heavy rain began to fall.

Cheers arise from the military.

It’s not my knowledge, so I don’t feel any emotion when people praise me for it.

I felt everyone’s eyes on me, and I shrugged my shoulders.

 

“I’m just borrowing the wisdom of my predecessors.”

 

 

We were prepared for the heavy rain, so we handled it without difficulty.

 

Even from a distance, Dorius’ haste to pack up was evident.

The wise man of the demon tribe moved his army to higher ground.

 

Just in case, I guess.

 

“Sir Rossi, the long rain could spread disease to the soldiers. Please build a bathing hut for the soldiers to prevent illness and relieve stress. Fortunately, we have plenty of lumber. We can take care of ours later.”

 

“Yes, sir. Will the disease spread?”

 

I chuckled as I recalled a bad memory.

 

“If Dorius’ castle was flooded, the plague would spread. When people live together for a long period of time in a humid place, they tend to get sick. We will take precautions, but there is always the possibility that some of us will get sick.”

 

When Charles heard the word “plague,” he looked bitter.

 

“I don’t want to see that…”

 

“The living conditions have been so poor that some of the beastmen may contract the disease. This time the disease is not serious, but there is a possibility that soldiers may get sick. If that happens, our strength could be greatly reduced.”

 

Charles bowed and left.

Prytanis, who was standing next to him, was constantly impressed.

 

“Lord Alfred, you pay attention to many things, don’t you? Do you think the plague could spread to the army?”

 

The leading causes of death among Japanese troops in World War II were starvation and disease.

In the wetland backcountry of the jungle, undernourishment leads to disease.

 

Even in ancient China, plague spread during prolonged sieges and destroyed armies.

The most important thing for a commander to pay attention to is the health of his soldiers.

 

I consider such a commander who cannot pay attention to the health of his soldiers to be disqualified.

At the very least, I would never want such a commander under my command.

 

“When there are too many people, it will inevitably spread. In a stressful environment like the battlefield, you are more susceptible to disease than in peacetime.”

 

“You really pay attention to the human psyche, Lord Alfred…”

 

I couldn’t help but chuckle.

 

“War is what people do. In other words, you have to know their state of mind. Maintaining discipline and improving morale are closely related to the psychological state. The actual operation is left to Sir Rossi. But it is my job to set up the basic conditions for the operation to take place.”

 

Prytanis gazed at the camp of the demon tribe in the distance.

 

“It is not difficult for the wise man. Just push them to work hard. That’s what he said.”

 

That’s one of the right answers.

Sun Tzu’s argument, though, which is common sense, is that if you let your guard down, your troops will run away and scatter.

Our army, which doesn’t run away and scatter, doesn’t have to be based on that.

 

“I can only say that it is not a mistake. But if that idea is the basis, that wise man seems to be disliked by the soldiers. If he had a cheerful personality, he might still be popular.”

 

Huo Qubing is unmanned, and when the soldiers are starving, they themselves are having a banquet.

Even though he did such things, he was strangely popular among the soldiers.

 

Popularity is indeed a puzzling thing.

Prytanis laughed, wondering if he had any occasion that came to mind.

 

“It is not so bright. I think he is disliked by everyone but himrself. He always says, “Do as I say and everything will be fine”.”

 

Prytanis doesn’t seem to like it either.

He doesn’t look very wise.

But he hasn’t made any mistakes, so he manages to keep his position.

Or is he a wise man who shifts the blame?

If he has an extreme fear of failure… I don’t seem to have much to worry about.

 

“I wish I could believe in myself unconditionally like that.”

 

As I watched the rain pouring down, I gave my mindless answer.





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