Pseudo-Villaines

Pseudo-Villaines
Night Raid (1)



Thanks to the intimidation Jean gave Prince Hans and his coffer, he was able to move as he pleased now. No one dared to touch him anymore. People like Bryant who were clearly hostile towards him or Hansen Baldric who put his spite on him did try to harm him, but Jean did not care about it.


It had been the eighth day since their departure for the Battlefield.


Truly, Jean was completely inexhaustible with the attitude of prince Hans and his retainer. Until now, they have not moved a bit. It had been two days they had been in this small village and had not intended to advance at all.


There was still enough logistics for his troops. But Jean no longer wanted to buy time. After finishing his preparations, he gathered his entire army.


"Tonight, we're going to storm into three nearby villages."


Jean brought out the board she used to use. There's a map stuck there. Thanks to the navigator he recruited from the mercenary group who attacked him, the map that the girl drew was quite detailed.


"These three villages are located one kilometer from here, slightly to the east. Based on the information gathered by the intelligence I sent, the forces from the kingdom of Bucharest are concentrated at this point."


Jean uses a small stick to point at some of the dots drawn on the map. He wrote down the numbers at each of those points.


That figure is from the number of troops of the kingdom of Bucharest stationed there. In total, they numbered 2000 people. The difference is not so far from his army. But still, they have the advantage.


"Mr Jean, I don't think it's wise to break up your little army into units. It would be good if you attacked enemy outposts one by one."


The girl standing next to Jean was the same person as the Navigator she had pointed at. Jean found his talent quite good regarding the battlefield. Therefore, Jean decides to contract him as Jean's advisor.


"You're right. But it's not like I have any other choice."


Jean thought for a moment. Considering the number of his troops, splitting them into small units was indeed absurd. He had to rack his brain to find another way.


Coincidentally, his gaze was diverted to a group of militiamen who were sitting around leisurely at the entrance of the village. They look like they're holding on to hunger. Jean looked at them and a moment later, she looked like a person who had gained enlightenment.


"Yes sir! The supplies we have are still plenty! Not to mention if calculated by what we snatched from the mercenary group yesterday, we can last three weeks without having to trouble."


Jean nodded. In that case, he could still allocate his supplies for other things. Meanwhile, the girl standing beside Jean sighed. He had a rough idea of what Jean was thinking, still even according to him, it was the most rational decision Jean could make.


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"Hey look. Why are they all gathering there?"


"Eh? I don't know. I don't get it. What if we go there too?"


Militias flocked to the center of the crowd. Amidst the crowd, a soldier was seen saying something.


"If you were in the same line as Mr. Jean, he would give you food and drink regularly! He'll also give you a pretty big salary!"


That sentence alone was enough to interest the militias. They are in a terrible condition and starving. If they can eat, why not just go to Jean's line?


And that's not bullshit. Long lines have been creeping. The militias received a fairly luxurious meal that was not even enjoyed by the other forces. Two slices of medium-quality bread, one medium-sized chicken, and one egg.


They eat with gourmand. At the very least, what they ate today would be enough to meet their needs until the morning.


As soon as they were full, Jean went into their midst. He stood up firmly. Staring at all the incoming militias, and opening his mouth.


"Tonight, we will attack several villages nearby. They are barns. Once you manage to seize the place, I will guarantee you all the rations from all the food that is there.


All the militias cheered. Jean smiled with satisfaction. He has additional energy. So, tonight's planned assault could be executed.