I Was Mistaken as a Great War Commander

As Prince Blef’s forces reeled from the realization that they were surrounded, Daniel Steiner found himself equally bewildered.

‘Why the hell are they here...?’

Daniel couldn’t fathom what strategic value this forward outpost, tucked into a basin, could possibly hold to warrant a surprise attack.

‘Could it be... they’re after me? If they knew my location...’

Suddenly, the reason for the ambush made perfect sense.@@novelbin@@

Daniel Steiner wasn’t just a battalion commander—he was the Hero of the Empire.

Capturing him would not only crush the Empire’s morale but also give the enemy a powerful bargaining chip in future negotiations.

‘But...’

The fact that he had been deployed here for this mission was classified at the highest level.

For the enemy to act on that knowledge could only mean one thing—

‘There’s a traitor within the Empire.’

It wasn’t exactly shocking.

Anyone in the upper echelons of society, aware of the military buildup of the Republic and the Federation, would know the Empire’s position was precarious.

In such times, self-serving individuals leaking secrets to the enemy for their own survival was practically inevitable.

But the thought that someone with access to top-level intelligence was colluding with the enemy left a sour taste in his mouth.

‘And their goal... is to hand me over to the Allied Nations.’

When this situation was over, he would need to investigate thoroughly.

“Battalion Commander! We’ve completely sealed off their escape routes! Awaiting your next order!”

Daniel turned to his side.

Bernard, the company commander, was looking at him with eyes burning with fervent loyalty—an expression Daniel found deeply uncomfortable.

‘He really thinks I predicted everything and turned a training exercise into a tactical operation…’

The truth?

He had only ordered the drill to kill time.

The enemy had blundered into his trap all on their own.

But there was no way he could admit that now.

So, after taking a deep breath, Daniel opened his mouth.

“We hold position and wait for their move. Radio operator.”

The radioman, who had been following at his side, snapped to attention.

“Yes, sir!”