I Became a Genius Commander at the Academy

EP.396

Even when I struck his neck with a sword, His Highness still did not stop resenting and cursing me.

“Peter Jaeger, you cursed evil bird…”

But when I struck down its head with my sword and cut off its vocal cords, it became very quiet, as it is said that a dead man cannot speak.

All eyes around me focused on me.

“Fuck you, His Majesty the Grand Duke! His Majesty the Archduke was killed by Peter Yeager’s sword! We’re fucking done now! “No!”

“How can you do this, you bastards that are no bigger than the dogs of the Reich Empire! You cut off the head of the monarch of a grand duchy so cruelly? “The world’s killer!”

“Deus, please do not forgive that bastard who cut off the head of His Majesty the Archduke of Warsaw, whom you anointed and made noble!”

The Allied soldiers were not only angry at me for killing the Archduke, but they treated me as if they were human scum who had killed or raped their own children.

Of course, I am not that kind of trash, and as the Marshal of the Reich Imperial Army, I just did the best I could under the current situation.

The basic rule of war in this era is that there is an implicit or semi-written law that the monarch of a country or the monarch’s relatives must never be killed on purpose.

However, I broke that rule and cut off the head of the Archduke of Warsaw myself, so from their point of view, I was completely trash, but it was the best choice for a strategic goal.

I will destroy Warsaw as soon as minimal damage from this war is completed.

What I need for him is to scare people into thinking that just hearing my name will cause them to urinate and convulse to death.

Of course, I don’t feel guilty at all because I did what was necessary.

“Ensign Karl! What are you doing? “Hurry up and spread the word that I, Peter Jaeger, have subjugated His Highness the Archduke of Warsaw.”

At those words, the man, who had lost his mind for a moment due to the shock of seeing the enemy of a country kill the archduke, the commander-in-chief of the enemy army, right in front of his eyes, immediately came to his senses.

As soon as he came to his senses, he impaled the Archduke’s neck on the spear blade of the marshal’s weapon.

The marshal’s flag, which contained the Archduke’s supplies, was immediately raised high for everyone to see.

“Marshal of the Reich Reich Peter Jaeger personally decapitated the Archduke of Warsaw, Commander-in-Chief of the Allied Forces! Reich Marshal Peter Jaeger personally defeated the Allied Commander-in-Chief, the Archduke of Warsaw! Long live the Reich Empire! Long live your Majesty the Emperor! Long live Deus!”

At those words, the eyes of the Imperial and Allied soldiers, who were repeatedly fighting to the death of each other, turned to the enemy plane.

At first, everyone just stared blankly without saying or doing anything, but soon the reactions of the Imperial and Allied forces became polarized.

The Imperial soldiers suddenly cheered and jumped with joy, while the Allied soldiers lost all energy in their bodies, to the point where they completely lost the will to resist.

In a normal battle, if the situation were like this, surrender would be recommended immediately and victory would be confirmed to reduce unnecessary sacrifices.

‘If we want to destroy the Grand Duchy of Warsaw and make other countries recognize the empire’s hegemony, we cannot stop here.’

“Exterminate every single one except those who just surrendered! Kill every single enemy within your reach! These guys are the scum of the world who condemned not only our soldiers and men who fought bravely in Bastion Castle, but also children and women, and beat them to death! “It’s not worth saving.”

After declaring that, I quickly swung my knife and decapitated the Allied soldier in front of me.

“Not one of them will return alive! “The only place you guys can return to is hell, where you go when you die!”

The soldiers, who had completely lost their morale due to the shock of the Archduke’s death, were unable to properly grasp the weapons they needed to use to resist me.

“I will surrender. Please, please, please spare my life. “I have to go back and take care of my family!”

“We are the only sin that has been attracted to the fucking anti -fuck.”

“Marshal Jaeger, please spare the lives of these lowly bastards!”

Meanwhile, numerous Allied soldiers expressed their injustice, citing their families.

It’s not that I don’t understand.

Honestly, who among the soldiers of this era would choose to go to the battlefield and die like a dog?

But how many of these bastards would have even pretended to listen if I had falsely surrendered and offered my head and asked them to spare the soldiers in Bastion Castle?

‘There’s no way such an innocent bastard exists.’

“Don’t give a damn, just shut up and die quietly!”

After saying that, I immediately swung my sword and cut off their heads.

“No surrender accepted! Kill all the generals, officers, non-commissioned officers, and soldiers equally here! “They are the ones who turned the faithful citizens of the empire who served Deus into devil worshipers!”

The Imperial soldiers responded to my cries.

Those who voluntarily participated in Bastion Castle, where they continued to fight at the forefront, saying they would avenge their families, as well as the countless soldiers who followed.

“Marshal Jaeger said not to let these scum live!”

“We can’t let these heretics live! “Knock them all to death!”

“Surrender is like going to hell, panting on your stomach in front of Satan, making jokes, and saying you’re surrendering.”

On this day, I succeeded in killing all but 15,000 of the 1 million Allied troops who had invaded the Reich Empire, including about 10,000 who had surrendered.

**

A few days later, the camp where the Allied Forces were stationed as they attacked Bastion Castle.

Originally, I would have looted and burned this place as well, but I stopped the soldiers for now.

Instead, I looked around at this place, which was completely ruined.

Burned corpses of enemy soldiers, remains that are now rotting and giving off a smell, tents with only a thousand pieces left, etc.

It was truly a fitting end for the bastards who invaded the empire and drove those who fought desperately in Bastion Castle into heretics.

“I paid back for their atrocities, but when I see them like this, I feel a sense of emptiness.”

Of course, I don’t feel sorry for them leaving things behind.

The fact that the people who fought with me in Bastion Castle without sacrificing their lives have died and that I can no longer see them makes me feel extremely painful and in vain.

It was a thought that I took pains to keep in the back of my mind until the Allied Forces were completely defeated.

Only now that revenge has succeeded is the tearing pain that I felt when I let them go is being conveyed to my heart.

And those who fought with me at Bastion Castle seemed to have similar feelings, as the sound of wailing continued to be heard from this ruined camp.

“Holt Holt you damn bastard. Why did you leave your mother first and die? “How can I live without you?”

“Mom and Dad… we won, but it’s unfair that you passed away without even seeing us win!”

“Anna! We promised to get married and live happily ever after in our hometown once we return from protecting this stupid bitch’s castle! “What will I do if you leave me behind?”

As someone who could be said to be the culprit in causing the loss of their family, I could not bear to offer them words of comfort.

“… I am a sinner. “He is the world’s killer.”

That’s also true, if I hadn’t come up with the idea to enter this castle and stop the Allied forces, the people here wouldn’t have died.

I just decided because it was the best choice.

I just think of the dead and feel extremely sad.

“A body presumed to be Lieutenant Colonel Landel was found in the middle of the Marshal’s camp. Would you like to go see it? Or would you like to be polite and cremated as is?”

“Let’s go see it as it is. No, gather everyone who fought with me in this castle.”

“Yes, Marshal.”

And soon after, all the survivors who fought in Bastion Castle and I headed to where Lieutenant Colonel Randel’s body was.

When I saw Randel’s body, I really couldn’t say anything.

“……”

The others did the same.

This is because, without looking closely, one could see how desperately and courageously Randel fought, resisting death until the very end.

In this silence, the military doctor cautiously opened his mouth.

“We have collected testimonies from those who surrendered and became prisoners of the condition in which they died. “Can I tell you?”

At those words, I nodded, trying hard to hold back my tears.

“According to what the officers checked before cremation, there were 13 wounds on the body that were believed to have been slashed with a knife, and 20 marks showing signs of being hit with a mace or blunt weapon. All bones, including the shoulders of both arms, were broken due to falling from the castle wall.”

I, too, have been cut slightly but not deeply by a knife, so I know very well how severe the pain is.

At first, the pain spreads all over my body to the point of indescribable pain, and then it hurts as if the wound had been cut with an iron.

All the strength in my body disappeared and my eyesight became dizzy.

However, 13 such wounds were inflicted with mace or blunt objects. 20. The bones in the left and right arms were completely fractured.

I can’t even imagine what that pain must have been like.

Suddenly, my heart felt heavy and tight.

The military doctor said while meditating.

“In that condition, no one would have been able to take a step or lift a finger. However, according to the gathered testimony, the lieutenant colonel swung the sword at the archduke’s neck while his body was already torn and torn and unable to move.”

As I imagined that scene, tears began to flow from my eyes.

“… Please bury Lieutenant Colonel Randel as respectfully as possible. “If it had not been for his noble sacrifice, the empire would have been defeated.”

“Yes, Marshal. “Then, I will write down the cause of his death and his achievements for the last time and honor him respectfully.”

“Please.”

At the same time as he said that, the military doctor collected Randel’s body as politely as possible.

Then Laura stood next to me with a dark expression.

There is a thick document on the side, so it must be the number of people who died in this war.

“Marshal.”

“Come on, tell me. “How many people survived this terrible battlefield?”

“Of the 724,000 Imperial soldiers, 120,000 were killed and the Allied army of 1 million was virtually annihilated, according to estimates. “My guess is that about 10,000 people returned alive.”

The criminal record revealed through numbers was so perfect that it could be said to be a miracle.

An army of 1 million people was completely annihilated with the loss of only 120,000 people.

But I couldn’t just be happy.

This is because countless civilians in this castle, including women and children, were driven to death.

“Who died in Bastion Castle?”

When Laura heard those words, she clenched her teeth and carefully opened her mouth.

“Out of a total of 52,000 people, including 30,000 Imperial troops stationed at Bastion Castle and 22,000 civilians, 35,000 were killed. “There are 2,000 injured.”

“… 35,000 people, including women. In the General Staff College, even if only 30% die, the army is annihilated, but a whopping 70% of them died. “Because of my choice, all of our soldiers, including women and men, are killed.”

And I let go of my head and cried right here.

The reason was no different.

I felt an overwhelming sense of guilt because although I had been commissioned into the military and commanded the baton and ordered countless soldiers to die, I had never forced them into such a gruesome fight.

The sense of self-destruction felt by an incompetent human being who dragged civilians and women into such a battle.

Lastly, I feel sorry for those who fought desperately at Bastion Castle for trusting and following this guy until the end.

A regret that I imagine would not have happened if I had been more competent.

So I cried for nearly half a day along with the survivors of Bastion Castle around me.

When I stopped wailing, I felt like something had broken inside my head.

And I decided.

“We annihilated the entire Allied army without leaving a single one behind, but that is still not enough. It’s not enough. Even if I cut off the Archduke of Warsaw’s head, my sins are not all forgiven.”

This is Laura’s first time seeing me like this.

He looked at me with eyes showing surprise and fear.

“I think we can at least avenge their resentment by occupying the entire Grand Duchy of Warsaw and killing all those who resist. As soon as we clear the battlefield, let’s go straight to the capital.”

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