I Became a Genius Commander at the Academy

EP.374

Peter Yeager instinctively knew that now was the time to show off his dignity and power.

So he took the Marshal’s flag that the standard-bearer was holding and waved it so loudly that both the Allied and Reich troops could see it.

As the flag fluttered, everyone’s attention naturally focused on him, and the Allied soldiers fell into despair as they saw Peter Yeager waving the flag.

Peter Yeager is the enemy of the Allied Forces and the world’s killer, so I came all the way here with the intention of having my bones chewed off.

When the person in question appeared and showed off his power, he felt that there was a wall he could not overcome.

But the officers knew how to deal with the situation.

“Wizards, prepare your magic, and archers, fire arrows toward where that Jaeger is! Just kill Peter Yeager! Then we win!”

“This damn war must end! “Kill that damned bastard by any means necessary!”

“Peter Yeager, you son of a bitch, even if you shove this cotton ball up your anus! “Shoot arrows!”

As soon as the soldiers in a position where they could snipe him heard this, they aimed their bows and staffs at him as if this was their chance.

If you get hit by concentrated fire on the castle wall, it’s easy to turn into a hedgehog or a pile of burnt ashes, but Peter Yeager didn’t panic or get scared even when he was in that situation.

He was simply showing off his skills by continuously plowing down those who were climbing up the ladder, and the soldiers of the 7th Division guarding him were moving on their own.

“The idiots who call themselves the Allied Forces should not be allowed to touch Marshal Jaeger’s hair! The wizards chant magic at the idiots preparing to snipe, and the archers aim at them all at once! “We must annihilate them in an instant!”

“As long as the black eagle of the Reich Empire flies, Marshal Jaeger must not be harmed. Concentrate! “Shoot arrows and magic right now!”

“Turn that place into a sea of fire! “These are things that deserve to be searched just by pointing an arrow at the enemy!”

While Peter Yeager was encouraging the soldiers’ morale, the Allied soldiers were waiting for the commander’s signal and preparing to shoot.

The quick attack of the soldiers of the 7th Division devastated them.

The Allied wizards and soldiers who were preparing to sniper were blown away by their high combat ability, which required no preparation time before launching an attack, angered by the fact that they had dared to target Peter Yeager, their spiritual leader.

The Allied forces were once again greatly surprised to see that hundreds of people who had attempted to assassinate Peter Yeager suffered a heavy blow.

“… I heard that the 7th Guards Division were monsters, but was it to this extent? “Does that make sense?”

“Peter Yeager, what happened to that son of a bitch’s liver? Since we are enemies, then shouldn’t we be stuck in the main camp like His Highness the Grand Duke? But why do you put yourself in a situation where you might die? Is that it? “How can you be so calm even when everyone is targeting your head!”

“… It’s a monster. That thing is not a human. “He must be Satan or something, as the Deus Church calls it…”

On the other hand, the morale of the soldiers and civilians of the Reich Empire was rising like crazy.

I have heard the legend of the 7th Guards Division, which is said to have created numerous miracles with Peter Yeager, but I have never had the opportunity to see its capabilities in reality.

After actually experiencing that ability, I felt confident that together with them we would be able to protect this castle until the end.

Above all, it was because Peter Jaeger, who was commanding them, a man who was less than 40 years old and had almost reached the top of the imperial hierarchy of marquis and marshal, showed himself fighting like they really did.

‘Other noble officers are busy saving their lives once they get a star. Marshal Peter Yeager, this man is different. ‘If I’m with someone like that, I think I can survive even in this hellish place.’

Those who were confident of their survival began to fight, displaying tremendous mental power regardless of age or gender.

“Allied bastards dared to kill our enemy! Kill every single one of them! Long live the Marshal, long live the Reich Empire! Long live your Majesty the Emperor!”

“I decided that no matter what happens, I will protect my enemy, who risked his life for me, even though I couldn’t just abandon him, you bastards! “Fuck you, you bastards!”

“The enemy is risking his life to fight, so what are you doing? “You can only do so much?!”

Peter Yeager watched this scene and continued to cut down the soldiers at the forefront, and soon another report came in from the messenger.

“The western wall is being pushed back little by little.”

“Who’s in charge of the west?”

“This is Director Werner.”

As soon as Peter Yeager heard those words, he moved to the Western Wall without delay to lower the morale of the Allied soldiers climbing up the Western Wall.

When he arrived, the Allied soldiers who had climbed up the ladder had formed a small stronghold and were being pushed back slightly.

At the vanguard of the imperial army, Major General Werner was holding a sword and directly killing the enemy soldiers, just like Captain Patton, whom he respected.

“Don’t back down! If you hold on just a little longer, Marshal Jaeger will do something! Until then, we’ll just have to do whatever we can to hold on!”

The Allied soldiers were already frightened by the sight of a person the size of a major general holding a sword and swinging it around, but now their expressions seemed to be completely astonished.

This was because Peter Yeager appeared with a small army of reinforcements right here on the western wall.

“I will stand at the forefront and kill all the Allied cowards who are no better than those dogs! “Everyone follow me.”

Since it was a sound that would never come out of the mouths of enemies from other continents of Europa, the psychological damage inflicted on the enemy soldiers who heard these words directly was quite significant.

Peter Yeager, who showed not only in words but also in actions, grabbed a mace in each hand and started running rampant in this place where soldiers were crowded due to the small space.

Block an attack coming from in front with the mace in your right hand, and then split the attacker’s helmet with the mace in your left hand.

Or, he showed his force by smashing two people’s heads with a mace at once, and the Reich soldiers somehow stuck around him and provided cover.

“Protect Marshal Jaeger! “If we let our enemy die, we won’t be able to raise our faces until we die!”

“Long live the Marshal! Long live the Marshal!”

“Ugh, just die, you fucking bastards!”

Among the soldiers of the imperial army who were inspired by the fact that the enemy personally carried a sword and fought with them, it was not surprising for them to die at any time from serious injuries from being stabbed with a sword or a spear.

There were some monster-like people who, while holding on with all their might, somehow broke or stabbed the heads or bodies of enemy soldiers.

To the Allied soldiers, these people looked like dead corpses who had come back to life and were fighting to kill them.

How scary would it be for someone who was fatally wounded by a sword or a spear and now only uses his remaining strength to die, to get up again and kill or injure allied soldiers?

“You crazy Reich bastards! Save me, damn it! Surrender surrender!”

“Those bastards should have died and gone to hell already, so why don’t they look after them and continue to live?”

“… Save me, save me.”

Even though Peter Yeager was wounded to the point of death, he fought to the end and did not shed tears or feel overwhelmed while watching those who were dying.

It’s because I couldn’t afford it, but if I turn a blind eye even for a moment and make a mistake. This is because we knew full well that 50,000 precious lives could disappear in an instant.

Therefore, he poured all his anger into his mace and advanced against the soldiers on the western wall, destroying them like grinding radishes on a grater.

“Not a single Allied soldier will be sent out of this land alive! Don’t surrender! Even if you surrender, you won’t be able to return home alive!”

He, who had always cared for the soldiers, was stimulated by seeing civilians fighting so hard, and his anger began to burn, causing chaos on the castle walls.

There is a guy who is so shocked and scared by the fearsome killing spewing out from him that he jumps down the castle wall. There is a guy who grabs a spear and swings around, preventing even his comrades on the left, right, and rear from fighting. There are even people who sit down or urinate, but their bodies become stiff and they stand still.

“Ah, a monster… a monster! “There’s a monster over there!”

“Deus has abandoned us! “The damn Grand Duke sold us to Satan for money!”

“Aaaahhh, help me! “Save people!”

The existence of Peter Yeager created a level of fear that drove Allied soldiers crazy, and this atmosphere gradually spread throughout Bastion Castle.

I don’t know the exact situation, but the thoughts of the commanders and soldiers who heard the shouts of our troops and the screams of the enemy were…

‘Marshal Jaeger is winning greatly. The Allied forces can’t even use their hands.’

At this point, the outcome of the battle was already clear.

This was the end of the day’s siege, and Peter Yeager immediately called the commanders together.

The reason was very simple.

This was because it was judged that in order to hold out for three weeks from now, it was necessary for the imperial army to not only defend as before, but also to actively attack.

Peter Yeager realized during today’s battle that if he didn’t do that, he would become mentally exhausted before reinforcements arrived and would no longer be able to hold out at some point.

Because there was a need to find a strategy for him.

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