159 Chapter 159: The War Part 1 (1/2)

The next morning, Caesar was abruptly awoken by the loud chirping and heavy grunting coming from outside. He pushed the covers off of his bed and stood up whilst lazily stretching and yawning. He wasn't used to sleeping alone, thus, he didn't sleep very well last night.

He worried about whether or not the citizens were being evacuated properly, however, since Musashi was still present, he figured everything went smoothly. As such, Caesar dressed without too much concern. He adorned a relatively plain military outfit, it had a long-sleeved jacket, loose black pants, black boots, white gloves, and a brown belt. He then stashed the silver crown in his storage ring because he didn't want to look too conspicuous.

Once he finished tidying up, Caesar pushed aside the cloth drapes blocking the entrance to his tent and walked outside. The blazing sun illuminated his face and slightly irritated his eyes and pale skin. Thus, he blocked the sun with his hand and walked over to where the soldiers were currently eating.

It wasn't very often that they were allowed to enjoy a full meal, they were stuffing their faces with some sort of gruel. Pieces of meat and vegetables were mixed in, and it would appear a few hunters had killed some animals for breakfast.

Caesar didn't have much of an appetite so he simply surreptitiously walked towards the furthermost table and waited until the warriors were done eating. Although he couldn't train the warriors stationed at point B, he would certainly make sure the warriors at point A were capable of using human tactics during the war.

His flashy appearance caught the eye of many, however, no one was brave enough to sit and eat beside him. He was very respected, and their current leader, as such, it was not their place to be around him. He belonged in an entirely different level, somewhere they were not able to reach at the moment.

Fortunately, the awkward breakfast soon passed and the many warriors lined up at attention. The clan heads were present and stood in front of their respective armies, awaiting Caesar's commands.

Seeing this, Caesar didn't hesitate to clear his throat and pace in front of the large army, ”you are the prided army of the fox-kin, and have fought in many battles. However, you fight disorderly. similar to animals. I'm going to teach you how to fight with better efficiency” Caesar said with a smile and used his mana to slightly amplify the sound of his voice so that all of those present were capable of hearing him.

The soldiers tilted their heads in confusion at his words, they felt as though they had already fought with great efficiency. However, once Caesar started directed them, their heads started to hurt from the influx of information.

”This is a Phalanx formation!” Caesar roared sternly and directed the heavy infantry until they formed a close-rank, dense grouping of warriors armed with long spears and interlocking shields. It was a common formation used by the Greeks in Caesar's past life.

Under his command, the fox-kin moved into a crude phalanx formation, to which Caesar, using his eye prowess, rectified until it was perfect. He then directed the other soldiers on formations similar to the arrow-head, and even how to deal with cavalry.

He then informed the archers that they would fire on command, instead of at will. He wanted to make sure no mishaps occurred, and as for the soldiers at point B, he had different plans for them.

This training progressed for a total of four hours until the soldiers vaguely knew of an assortment of formations, and how to move orderly. This would increase their defense and offensive power during the war. He then ordered the troops to rest and prepare to march.

He hoped Soka would soon inform him of an attack, which would signal the start of the war. Therefore, the soldiers rested with their armor equipped and their blades tightly grasped within their hands.

They waited like this until dawn approached, the sun, located high in the sky started to ever so slowly fall. And as Caesar was beginning to worry that his plans may have failed, the brushes in front of him moved and the ground quaked.

The sound continued every few seconds, like clock-work. This continued for about three minutes until a few cloaked figured appeared in front of Caesar. They were breathing heavily and were soaked with blood.