I Became a Genius Commander at the Academy Chapter 372

EP.372

The 7th Guards Division was like the last bastion protecting Bastion Castle.

Therefore, when the Allied forces commanded by the Archduke of Warsaw attacked sloppily over the past week without a single properly equipped siege weapon, they barely moved from the rear.

As catapults were deployed and the enemy’s vanguard force gave off a more stern atmosphere than before, the Imperial Army’s elite forces were forced to step forward in earnest.

Peter Yeager also thought that from now on, he must step forward with the determination to put in every bit of his capabilities and potential.

“The proud heroes of the 7th Guards Division, the elite of the Reich Empire and the ones who saved His Majesty the Emperor from hell!”

The eyes of 8,000 officers and soldiers belonging to the 7th Division turned to Yeager.

“The empire is now in crisis. And the only ones who can protect Your Majesty and your family in crisis are you. “Isn’t that right?”

The soldiers of the 7th Division did not open their mouths to those words.

“I will ask you again. As a young boy named Karl said, what is your greatest fear? “If you are unable to protect your precious family and your hometown, wouldn’t you be dying without being able to repay the kindness of His Majesty, who created the foundation and brought you to where you are today?”

Everyone said this in unison.

“That’s right!”

“Then, are you prepared to sacrifice your life here like the heroic spirits who did not run away even a single step during the empire’s crisis?”

“That’s right!”

Peter Yeager felt his eyes turn red as he saw that not a single person hesitated.

In this division, there was not a single windbreaker deployed to boost morale like last time. This was because they knew that all of them were just giving sincere answers that came from their hearts.

This was because he felt that being able to command such people was the greatest honor a commander could enjoy.

“Then do as you have sworn. I too will risk my life fighting with you. Even if I die fighting here and only my body returns, I will fight here without hesitation for the empire and for those of you who trusted Marshal Bon. Each regiment should go to the four walls of the castle, north, south, east, west and west, to support the imperial soldiers and women. more!”

The 7th Guards Division dispersed and moved in an orderly manner and went to the place where the women and soldiers were preparing for battle on the wall.

The soldiers on the castle walls were secretly afraid after seeing the addition of weapons such as catapults and the Allied forces emitting a sharp force unlike before.

The soldiers who volunteered from the 7th Division shouted, showing their desperate determination to come and attack the enemies if they came.

“Everyone can survive if we just follow Marshal Jaeger’s orders. Since you have been protecting the castle and following his orders, you have been able to keep the walls intact and even survive!”

“If you’re going to look unsightly to your family and civilians by looking scared here, show off like a man. And I must persevere with the determination that I can do it.”

“The war situation may become unfavorable. But don’t worry. In that case, Marshal Jaeger will do something!”

The name Peter Yeager was already being treated as a kind of deus ex machina, a miraculous power, among the imperial people.

He fully demonstrated his ability as a commander by holding off an attack by an army of 360,000 for a week with only 50,000 troops.

Also, what kind of enemy would care so much that if a soldier or civilian dies, he would reduce his sleeping time, help with treatment, comfort the soldiers awaiting death, and write down their wills one by one?

Marshal Jaeger’s actions, clearly visible to the naked eye, became a reason to burn in the hearts of the soldiers and civilians standing on this wall with a desperate will to fight with all their lives even if it meant dying here.

“Long live Marshal Peter Yeager! Long live the Reich Empire! Long live your Majesty the Emperor!”

“Let’s make sure we survive and return to our hometown with our families!”

“Allied forces, you flabby straw bastards!”

As the Imperial Army’s morale seemed to be on fire, the Archduke of Warsaw, as he had done almost every day since day one, was swinging his baton wildly to vent his anger and broke his cheap baton again.

He couldn’t understand why the morale of that army was higher than that of the allied army he led with an army of 360,000 when it was only 50,000, and he was just angry.

“Damn Peter Yeager! Today I’ll slit that son of a bitch’s throat and turn his limbs into jerky! Shoot arrows and catapults! “Kill them without leaving a single one behind!”

Tens of thousands of arrows and huge boulders flew from where the Allied forces were in Warsaw and began to hit the walls and people on top of them.

A terrible scene unfolded where the bodies of the unlucky Imperial soldiers and civilians were crushed by stones or stabbed by arrows and turned into hedgehogs.

Those who had already fought several sieges were unfazed by such deaths.

“Hide behind the wall and raise your shield! “If you don’t lift your shield, you’ll get hit by arrows!”

“Until they approach the castle wall, everyone except archers and wizards must cover themselves with shields and hide!”

“When the arrow attacks decrease a little, then throw rocks and keep them in check!”

They quickly hid themselves in a relatively safe place somewhere within the castle walls and waited for the next attack, but in the meantime, the Imperial and Allied armies fired arrows and magic at each other.

Many soldiers died in the process, but they were not greatly disturbed as the war had been fought over the castle for a week.

Then, before we knew it, the moat that had continued to harass the Allied forces under Peter Yeager’s orders began to fill with water again.

“Peter Jaeger, his beloved moat has filled with water! What are you all doing? “Hurry and throw the bag of dirt!”

“Fill up the moat with dirt and stones. Make it completely flat!”

“The time has come to cut off the last line of cowardice!”

Allied officers tried to make it easier to cross the moat that Peter Yeager was so proud of by filling it with dirt bags.

Their minds were filled with the belief that if they could easily cross the moat, they could destroy the gate with a battering ram or climb over the castle wall.

And since the clay bags were carried by lowly commoner soldiers anyway, it had nothing to do with them.

Commoner soldiers carrying bare bodies without armor became good targets for arrow magic ballista catapults and inevitably died.

“Ouch Yosef! Yosef, you fucking bastard. “I told you that I would introduce you to my sister when I return to my hometown!”

“Fuck this is crazy! Why do we have to do this with our bare hands to fill that damn moat?”

“Damn you officers, ever since I told you yesterday that I had finally found a way to get over the moat, I’ve been so eerie that I can’t sleep!”

Of course, no matter how pessimistic their situation was, their situation would not improve.

If we try to turn around and run away, asking why we are the only ones who have to die, we will be stabbed by arrows or spears from our allies and end up being grilled on skewers.

To increase your chances of survival even a little, you had to stuff as many of your allies’ corpses or bags of dirt as possible into the moat while praying that the enemy’s arrows would miss you.

Whether the soldiers died or not, the high-ranking Allied Powers began to rationalize themselves, saying that if they responded in this way, they could attack with peace of mind because the ‘mud’ would not make it difficult to advance.

“Commoners are dying, but it can’t be helped because it is a sacrifice to kill Peter Yeager. All we need to do is pay appropriate compensation to the families of those who died over there.”

“Of course, that money should come out of the treasury of the imperial palace.”

“What the Grand Duke said is correct. Our four countries used up all the money they had for this war and waged war. If you lose, there is no going back. In the worst case scenario, our family’s historic mansion could be taken over by merchants from the Milan Alliance.”

When commoners die, their families are left on the streets without any way to make a living, and now they were directly fighting on the front lines where it was not surprising if they lost their lives at any time.

The nobles are leisurely thinking about robbing the imperial treasury, saying they will take all the credit for the victory.

Meanwhile, the report the Archduke had been waiting for came.

“Your Highness, you can now cross the moat bare-body!”

“Send out the battering rams and send out all the soldiers right now! “I will no longer fall victim to Peter Yeager’s evil tricks!”

With that order, the soldiers of the Grand Duchy of Warsaw and other allied nations gnashed their teeth and ran towards the castle walls.

Peter Jaeger commanded as he looked down at the guys with an evil smile.

“Move the boiling oil to the gates and walls. And tell the wizards to fire lightning bolts between the moat and the soldiers when I give the signal.”

The wizard leader asked those words.

“But Lightning Bolt is a magic with weak lethal power.”

“Trust me, this is the best spell to use right now.”

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