I Became a Genius Commander at the Academy

EP.384

The fact that Lieutenant Colonel Randel had fallen under the castle wall along with the Allied Major General was quickly spread throughout the Reich Imperial Army and Allied Forces.

The soldiers of the Reich Imperial Army were saddened by Randel’s death, but they also gritted their teeth with even greater anger towards the enemy.

“Every single member of the Randel Battalion, who defended the northern wall to the end, was killed! Let’s fight until we fucking die!”

“Lieutenant Colonel Randel dragged the enemy division commander to Comrade Gil even when he was dying! “Now that things are like this, even if we die, let’s make at least one more Comrade Gil before we die!”

“Long live the Reich Empire! Long live your Majesty the Emperor! Let’s protect our empire!”

On the other hand, the morale of the Allied Forces was at a low as they witnessed the entire Randel Battalion killing their allies like ghouls who came back to life even after killing them again and again.

Unlike themselves, who were forced to fight resolutely, all members of Randel’s battalion showed bravery that went beyond their limits under the assumption that they would die, and the entire army became intimidated.

The northern wall, which had been almost occupied until just a moment ago, was now filled again with Reich Imperial soldiers brought in by Jaeger.

This is because Peter Yeager’s flag, which was so terrifying that even the mention of his name gave officers and soldiers belonging to the Allied Forces nightmares, was fluttering on the castle walls.

“It’s blood Peter Jaeger! Damn that crazy guy has recaptured the northern wall again! Nonsense! Fuck!! “This can’t be happening!”

“I thought it wasn’t long until the castle gate fell, but what kind of disaster is this! “Ugh!”

“That’s a fucking devil. “You can’t do that unless you sell your soul to a pagan or sacrifice a child to Satan just because it’s not a human baby.”

In normal times, no one would listen to the crazy cries of people who say they are sacrificing human beings, but those who were treated incredibly harshly by Peter Yeager had no such reason left.

The command, including the Archduke, decided to use a cowardly but effective secret tactic to somehow maintain morale by appealing to the soldiers’ faith.

“Tell this to the entire army! Peter Yeager is said to have gained such great power because he sacrificed newborn babies to Satan and drank their blood every day in that castle! “I command you to subdue the devil and bring glory to Deus!”

When Captain Greenwich of Czechia heard this, he wondered whether the Archduke was crazy.

‘The authority to declare holy war or heresy belongs to the bishop or archbishop, but that crazy person is declaring it?’

And at that time, one of the Archbishops of Warsaw, who was quietly fiddling with the rosary in a corner of the staff headquarters, spoke up.

“It is true that we have not been able to secure physical evidence that Reich Marshal Peter Jaeger gave his soul to the devil because the castle has not yet been occupied. However, when they see his inhuman strength and the transcendent tenacity of the generation that died while guarding the northern wall, it is safe to say that they sold their souls to the devil.”

“Thank you, Archbishop. Now that the truth has been revealed, our soldiers will know their true identity and will no longer be embarrassed.”

“No, but after you accomplish the great task of subduing Peter Yeager, please express your faith directly to the Church of Deus.”

It was a remark that blatantly ripped off the huge donations made to all the countries that participated in the Allied Forces, but right now, if they couldn’t kill Peter Yeager over there, everything would end.

Even in this situation, the Grand Duke of Warsaw felt like slapping the face of the crazy archbishop who was doing such shameless things to extort money.

‘If we are unable to kill Peter Yeager and conquer even a small amount of the empire’s territory and achieve at least a semblance of victory, our Grand Duchy will be finished.’

“Unlike the Jaegers who serve Satan, Archduke Bon has a passionate faith in Deus. However, it would be too hasty to discuss the amount of the gift now. “After witnessing God’s miracle for myself, I will offer a proper mass of thanks.”

“very good.”

Those who had any conscience left, including Captain Greenwich, doubted whether this was true, but the madness of war made them use their faith, deeply embedded in their souls, as a tool for victory.

And the clergy who came out following this war shouted loudly.

“Marshal Peter Yeager is a cowardly and cunning man who sold his soul to the devil to gain such great power! Reich Empire, evil heretics! How dare you abandon Deus and sell your soul to Satan?!”

“All the soldiers of the Reich Empire sold their souls to the devil! Exterminate them without leaving a single one behind! “Heretics must be killed, from children to the elderly!”

“Long live Deus! Long live the holy Deus! Long live the holy, holy Deus! This battle is no longer a trivial battle of the world! “Let’s go on a purge to subdue Peter Yeager, who sold his soul to the devil!”

Normally, even a serf would hear this with one ear and pass it on with the other, but the soldiers who were in fear of Peter Yeager listened intently.

The reason was very simple.

This is because I wanted to turn my eyes away from the cruel reality rather than the novel that half of our troops, which numbered 360,000, were slaughtered with only 50,000 troops.

And the Grand Duke of Warsaw, as the one who proclaimed the ‘suppression of holy heresy,’ led the SS to lead the victory in the war for high reputation, honor, and power, and walked directly to the northern wall where Peter Jaeger was.

The Grand Duke appeared with the sound of a trumpet and shouted in a loud voice.

“Kill the evil Peter Yeager, who sold his soul to the devil! Slaughter all living creatures in the castle, including both humans and livestock. After taking over, this castle will be purified by sprinkling salt and holy water! And from now on, I will fight alongside you!”

Although the Archduke of Warsaw could not gain the trust of the Allied soldiers like Peter Jaeger, he was able to give them this trust.

‘Seeing that the Most High has stepped forward, it looks like our side is winning now.’

The Archduke continued to walk towards the walls and did not stop slandering Peter Jaeger.

Marshal Jaeger responded loudly to the sound he heard and slaughtered the enemy.

“Isn’t it up to Deus to decide whether the war will be won or lost? If we slaughtered 180,000 of you with just 50,000 people, Deus would fight on our side. “Why are you talking nonsense about growing barley where soybeans are planted?”

And at this time, Peter Yeager received a signal from the wizards.

It was said that due to depletion of magical power, fireball and other magic could no longer be used to provide cover, but when Jaeger saw that signal, he had no intention of blaming them.

“Crush it as hard as you can! “Depending on how powerful you are, it will determine whether you can hold out until reinforcements arrive!”

As soon as the wizard leader heard that order, he remembered the conversation he had with Peter Yeager.

‘Is it possible to increase the power of magic further?’

‘There is a theory that if multiple wizards pool their magical power and cast joint magic, they can produce greater power. Although it is realistically impossible.’

But is it because I heard that whether or not this castle can be defended today depends on their dedication?

‘Marshal Jaeger always risks his life to fight. But a guy like me shouldn’t be sparing his life. Even if I have to die today.’

“The wizards chant their magic together in platoon units! Under the command of the platoon leader, the remaining magical energy is squeezed out and a fireball is chanted, and the platoon leader gathers the magical energy into one. And it flies with magic of greater power! Don’t be afraid to die! Isn’t Marshal Jaeger already risking his life to fight! Prepare yourself to fight honorably in Bastion Castle. And shoot!”

If Peter Yeager had not personally set an example, the magicians, including the magic division commander’s lieutenant, would have rejected this, saying it was crazy.

Everyone who knew of Peter Yeager’s dedication began to gather their magic power as one, determined to die here.

In the process of condensing the magic power of five fireballs into one, magic exploded.

“Aaaah!”

“My body is burning!”

Nevertheless, the wizards did not give up.

That’s because I thought that if I didn’t somehow use this magic on the enemies, it would be dishonorable to Marshal Jaeger, who was still covered in blood and fighting at the forefront.

As people everywhere were dying from the ‘accidental explosion’ of wizards’ experimental fireball magic, the head of the wizard gave an order.

“Shoot the Allied bastards near the castle wall with howitzers! “I will kill even one more person!”

At the same time as he said that, Peter Yeager was able to see a huge explosion coming out of the large fireball that was finally successfully launched, along with a noise like thunder.

For a moment, my vision became dark and my ears became deaf, making it difficult to even see the enemy’s reaction or state.

The Grand Duke of Warsaw advanced further, near the gates.

The reason was simple: I didn’t expect that he would use that terrible magic near the castle wall and kill his allies.

And at that time, Lieutenant Colonel Landel was stabbed in the chest, but avoided immediate death because he managed to avoid the vital area.

I don’t know if it was bad luck or luck, but when he fell, he fell onto a pile of corpses under the castle wall and was able to avoid death.

Thanks to this, he had to suffer from extreme pain for a long time, but even so, he tried to move his body while praying to Deus to allow him to kill at least one more enemy.

Then the Grand Duke of Warsaw came into his eyes.

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