The Demon King's Guerrilla Training
The guerrilla training had officially begun.
"Keruk! Keruuuk...!"
"Follow me! Keruk!"
"Keruuuuk!"
Everyone was working hard to overcome the terrain, just as I had instructed. However, they weren't combat experts yet. Every so often, someone would collapse, letting out a death rattle.
"Keruuuk! Sorry, karuk! I'm sorry! Demon King! Buril! Keruk!"
"Keru, keru, keruuk...!"
"Get up! Keruk! The Demon King is watching!"
It was high-intensity training, after all.
Naturally, it was fucking brutal. Even for goblins who had diligently practiced phalanx formations and physical conditioning, the constant cycle of climbing trees, descending cliffs, crawling, and high-speed movement was incredibly difficult.
The ones who collapsed wailed apologies. Of course, I understood it all. I followed behind my subordinates, offering encouragement.
"It's alright! It's only natural for it to be hard at first! Everyone struggles in the beginning!!!"
I wouldn't just blindly berate them. My subordinates were striving to become my strength. How could I treat such subordinates unfairly?
"We can improve step by step! Today is just the first day, that's all! You've done well just to make it this far! So, take a break! We'll recover our strength here and then set off again!"
When I shouted that:
"Keruk...!"
"Kerurung!"
"Demon King! Keryaaaak!"
The goblins wailed, looking at me with eyes overflowing with pure, unadulterated emotion.
"Everyone, lie down! Rest!"
—Keryaaaaaak!
Just as the morale of the many goblins who had collapsed was hitting rock bottom, my single speech reignited their spirit and fighting will.
The condition of a competent commander. It is to capture the hearts of the soldiers.
Naturally, the goblins couldn't become masters of guerrilla warfare in a single day. I knew their limits very well.
"Listen while you rest! Don't lose your fighting spirit just because you collapsed! I never intended to make you experts in jungle warfare in one day! I'm going to make you stronger, step by step!"
"Keruk...!"
"So, those of you who collapsed! Feel your limits, and strive to break through them! Do you understand!"
"Keruuuuk!"
"Then lie down! My proud soldiers!"
The goblins lying on the ground took their rest aggressively. What is an aggressive rest? It means resting as comfortably as possible to recover stamina quickly.
I feel proud.
With my subordinates, there is nothing to fear. Beyond freely utilizing phalanx formations, these guys will become elite soldiers capable of performing rear-infiltration missions just like special forces.
"Keruk...! Demon King!"
Just then, Buril called out to me while sprawled out on the ground.
Looking at him... this guy was shedding tears. Tears of emotion!
"What's wrong! Buril!"
"Keruk, Demon King! I will follow you forever! Kerruuuuk!"
"When have you not followed me! That's right, Buril! Let's go! On the path to becoming the strongest!"
"Keryaaaaaak!"
He's grown bigger and become better at killing, but Buril is still my cute little brother. Let's go. Let's go further! Let's get stronger together!
In that way, we proceeded with the guerrilla training.
"Food delivery!"
As we were training, I heard Liliel's voice from over there.
"Oh, you flew over?"
I saw that Liliel had flown over using her angel wings. I had entrusted the food delivery to the kobolds and Liliel.
"It will arrive soon!"
"Right. Good work, Liliel. While you're here, eat with us."
"Understood."
—Flap.
Liliel descended, flapping her wings, and I gave her another order.
"Liliel. Go around the area and tell them to return since the food is here. Everyone is training right now."
"Hmm, I shall. They must be exhausted, but it seems they are working hard."
"They are working very hard."
Liliel flew off immediately.
"Hehehe, she's become so docile."
These days, she listens well and has integrated into the unit. She used to be a problem child who would always go on about 'inferior species,' but now she's completely part of the family.
As I waited, the unit began to return.
"Haa... haa... Dark Elf platoon. Returned. However, there are two injured..."
"Is it serious?"
"It's a bruise. But it seems like a ligament was stretched, so I don't think they can train."
"Then we will exclude those personnel. You've worked hard."
Well, it would be shameless to expect no injuries during this kind of training. Soon, the Dark Elves carried the injured on their backs.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes... it hurts a little, but... this much is fine."
They look like they're in a lot of pain.
"Training is off for today, so just take a rest. You've worked hard, Dark Elf."
"Ah...!"
As I stroked her face, the Dark Elf's face turned red. What a cute girl. The Dark Elves have almost all fallen for me as well.
"Anyway. Necree. The Dark Elves are doing very well, aren't they?"
"It's work we've always done."
The Dark Elves performed the training better than the goblins. It's because their bodies are naturally agile. Their endurance is also decent. A few collapsed, but after that, Necree chose a strategy of simply lowering the speed and moving forward rather than having personnel collapse.
"As expected, their physique is good."
There is an image that they are weak because we broke them so easily, but if you look at them individually, the physique of the Dark Elves exceeded that of a normal human.
They will become excellent special guerrilla forces.
"Gyusat! Demon King! We have arrived!"
"Oh. Gyu, you're here!"
It wasn't Gyuil, but Gyu. Gyuil had gone to the farmland side for supplies. The kobolds were pulling carts filled with food.
"Gyusatsat. Gyusam has also arrived."
"Gyusat. Gyusat."
"Right. You've worked hard. Sit down. Let's eat together."
"Gyusatsat."
While doing that, the goblins arrived as well.
"Keruk! Demon King! We have arrived!"
"Oh. Right! Come quickly and let's eat!"
"Shaa. Demon King?"
"Why, Sharan?"
"Shall I go pick some fruit? Everyone will want to eat something sweet."
"What a thoughtful girl! I'll leave it to you! Sharan!"
"Shaa!"
Sharan ran towards the trees, trotting with both arms spread out like an airplane.
"She's so pretty, really."
Well, we started preparing the meal like that, and as soon as Sharan returned with an armful of fruit, we had our meal.
"Everyone! You've worked really hard today! I can see that everyone is working very hard! At this rate, you'll become stronger in no time!"
"Keruk!"
"After you finish eating and rest a little, let's run one lap slowly and then head back! Good work!"
"Keruk! Understood, Demon King!"
"Buril. How was the guerrilla training?"
"Honestly, it's fucking tough! But it's certain that if I finish it all, I'll become stronger! Keruk!"
"Hehehe! That's it! Rewards follow after hardship! You will become even stronger than before!"
—Keryaaaaaaaaak!
As expected, a meal after crushing training is the best!
While I was refining my soldiers in that way, I also continued to inspect the farmland and gave instructions for the work.
"Good. We've pulled all the weeds, and the fence is more than half finished. These bastards have excellent working ability, don't they?"
The ground had also been completely plowed while pulling the weeds.
"Shuwak, shuwak. It's because we've become stronger than before with magic power, shuwak."
"Right. I'll keep giving you magic power as a reward, so work hard. Sharan!"
"Yes, Demon King!"
"It's about time we could plant something! Gyuil! Bring it here!"
"Gyusatsat."
Gyuil immediately brought a sack filled with grain. These were seeds obtained while traveling through the jungle. Since we picked only the decent ones under Sharan's guidance, it should go well.
"Hehehe."
A few beans and primitive corn. And crops like thick-grained wheat.
"Sharan. Let's plant them then. How do you think it's best to plant them?"
"You just have to scatter them well like this."
Sharan, who had stuck her hand into the sack, demonstrated by scattering the seeds herself. Just looking at her movements, she was a farmer herself.
"Ohhh! As expected of Sharan!"
"Shuwak!"
"Gyusatsat!"
The monster legion, having seen an overwhelming performance, clutched their heads with both hands and let out their shock.
Sharan, who had scattered the seeds to some extent, said,
"Like this, scatter them well with space in between, and step on them gently with your feet. Then, just sprinkle a little water and leave them, and they'll grow well on their own."
"Everyone! You heard her! This is what you'll be doing from now on!"
"But Demon King. We have to guard them well so others can't eat them."
"Right. That's important."
That's why we're building dorms, guard posts, and fences. Since I plan to have the Hobgoblin platoon and the Lizardman platoon stationed here permanently, security won't be a problem.
Well, once this farming village is completed, I'll have to train them separately, too. To become guardians of the farmland, they'll need to receive boundary training and the like.
"Gurak. Do we just live here now and do something called farming?"
"Right. That's all you have to do."
"Gurarak. It's nice because it seems peaceful."
"If you want to hunt, pick some personnel and do it. I'll keep supplying food anyway. Don't worry about that."
If we just succeed, unit expansion is totally possible. It's really becoming fun. Literally, a rosy future awaits us.
"Then, Lumika! Sprinkle some water!"
"Shall I show off my skills?"
—Hwaak!
As Lumika elegantly raised her arms, a stream of water suddenly began to be generated in the air.
"Oh!"
And the water gushing out! Lumika, who sprayed water like a hose, laughed as if she were proud.
"Fufufu, do you like it?"
"Lumika, you're a total human pump!"
"Human pump?"
"There's such a thing! It's the highest praise!"
"Then call me a human pump."
I was just joking...!
"You don't have to sprinkle water anymore, once the roots grow, they'll drink the water on their own."
"I'm looking forward to that day!"
Since it's the first time, we'll plant a little bit, and if we think we can do it properly, we can start in earnest from then on.
"Lumika. Let's make a well nearby. Gyuil! Bring a shovel and follow me!"
But Carti hasn't been coming lately.