I Became a Genius Commander at the Academy - Chapter 223

EP.223

The headquarters of the Reich Imperial Army immediately after the order to advance to Ishtaven was given from the Stockholm Kingdom Army.

“It was a battle where the difference in troops was nearly doubled, and I think it will end very neatly this time as well.”

“It’s not over until it’s over, Colonel. So, you have to stay alert and stay alert until the end.”

“Wouldn’t it be almost impossible to turn the situation around in this situation? “I’m thirsty. How about a beer?”

In the Reich Empire during this era, beer was treated as a beverage, not alcohol, both by common sense and by law.

Therefore, the suggestion made by the lieutenant colonel is actually the same as saying that you should drink a glass of cola because you are thirsty and tired.

So, as long as you don’t drink too much, there is no problem in drinking it instead of water under most circumstances. The lieutenant colonel’s suggestion was accepted, and everyone, including the staff, was given a glass of beer.

Everyone, including the lieutenant colonel who had been making a fuss as if he had just won everything, and the colonel who had stopped him, were able to enjoy a moment of leisure.

“Cold lager (strongly carbonated beer) is good, but lukewarm ale (less carbonated, slightly stronger beer) seems to be the best on the battlefield.”

“Just drink one glass of this and try harder again.”

“Everyone, let’s drink quickly and get started. “I don’t have time to talk for nothing.”

In normal times, Captain Keitel would have made a long toast, but since it was a battlefield, there was no time for that, so everyone quickly gulped down their beers.

Then, when the atmosphere had calmed down a bit, Lieutenant General Jaeger slammed his finished beer glass down on the table and said:

“So far the damned Ishtaven bastard hasn’t come out yet. Send a messenger to all units of the Reich Imperial Army and order them to watch out for the rear. “You must tell Brigadier General Nassau and Brigadier General Bülow to re-equip the archers and watch the rear of the entire army.”

“I understand, Lieutenant General. Then, do we have to send a signal to our entire army to watch their rear?”

“Isn’t it obvious? Immediately send a signal with flags and drums! Hurry!!”

Although the officers, including Captain Keitel, could not understand Lieutenant General Jaeger being so cautious in a situation where the friendly forces were completely victorious.

There was nothing wrong with following Jaeger’s instructions so far, so he silently carried out his orders.

Meanwhile, as soon as Colonel Anastasia, under Brigadier General Nassau, saw that a signal had been given to the entire army to pay attention to the rear, she began to rush the archers.

“There will be an order to go soon! Instead of falling asleep, get up, fill your quiver with arrows, and quickly exchange the cavalry sword that has lost its blade! “Our opportunity to make it big will come soon!”

When the reinforced brigade consisting of approximately 5,000 archers under Brigadier General Nassau was fully rearmed, a messenger came running out of breath and said:

“This is an order from Lieutenant General Jaeger. He told us to immediately rearmament and mobilize archers to patrol and protect our troops’ rear.”

The Nassau Brigade had already completed all preparations according to Anya’s orders, so upon hearing that order, they mounted their horses and began to roam around the unit.

The sight of the Reich Imperial Army surrounding the Stockholm/Warsaw Allied Forces from front and back and pushing them forward without giving them any room to escape was witnessed, and the archers who saw this started chatting.

“I heard Lieutenant General Jaeger is really amazing. “Who the fuck would think of surrounding us like that when the difference in troops is twice that?”

“Hehe, how dare you judge the person who cut that damn Ludvik bastard with a knife. “It is blasphemous.”

“You’ve been going to Fortress Deus Church a lot lately, and it sounds like you’ve had some ink. “I’ll come, Chief.”

“Call me Captain. “What is a barbaric chieftain? A chieftain.”

It may seem like the tension was relieved while chatting, but the archers were perfectly aware of the movements of all enemies and allies in their vicinity.

“Brigadier General Nassau! There’s dust rising over there! The direction of the dust is northeast at 3 o’clock!”

As soon as they identified the area where the large amount of dust had risen, they instinctively realized that Ishtaven was there and spurred their horses to speed up.

As I got closer, I saw the enemy’s outline clearly.

“Damn Ishtaven and the traitorous bastards are over there! “Every single one of them must be exterminated!”

“Let’s cut off their heads! “Let’s put an end to the traitor’s dirty words!”

“Capture the shameful bastards of the North alive if possible! “Because Lieutenant General Yeager said that he would be punished by separate professors!”

Meanwhile, Ishtaven, who was expecting to be able to attack the rear with ease, spurred the innocent horse hard and shouted.

“What the fuck! “I barely got a chance to play an active part, but why are there so many pigs who are begging for the empire?”

When he said that as if he was venting his anger, the other chieftains around him, to be more precise, the chieftains who heard Ishtaven’s words and found their lives much more difficult than before asked as if questioning him.

“Chief Ishtaven, what do you plan to do? “I came this far because I listened to you, but what the hell is going on?”

“If the rear raid fails, you know best what will happen to us! “Fuck, do something!”

“Are those northern pigs coming from over there? Or are you Reich bastards?”

Ishtaven’s blood boiled when he saw the chieftains, his subordinates, arguing almost in protest, but he gritted his molars and held back his anger well.

“Turn your head! “Let’s kill the northern pigs that are chasing us from there!”

In this way, the last chance for recovery that Marshal Władysław had ambitiously conceived was completely lost, and the archer cavalry of Brigadier General Ishtaven and Nassau began charging towards each other.

Anastasia was in charge of Brigadier General Nassau’s archery brigade, and Ishtaven himself was in charge of the vanguard of the archer cavalry led by Ishtaven.

“Anastasia Kergit, you traitorous bitch who has become attached to this empire! You bitch dirtier than a slut! How dare you volunteer to be a plaything of the Reich Empire? Where has the pride of northerners gone? “As a northerner, do you know that what you did is shameful?”

“Shut your mouth! “Whenever you say that the Reich Empire is good, this time you are talking about the Kingdom of Stockholm and calling it a traitor!”

As they talked to each other like that, the distance between them gradually narrowed, and Anastasia held the cavalry sword on either side of her waist in both hands.

If she did this, she wouldn’t be able to hold the reins, but she was born in the north and has been riding horses since she was born, so she has no problem handling horses even without reins, as long as she lets them run straight ahead.

As they gradually narrowed the distance and approached, Ishtaven swung the cavalry sword in his right hand wide and aimed at Anya’s neck.

It was the standard move most often used by northerners when killing cavalry on horseback.

Anastasia, who saw this, turned the sword in her left hand upside down as if she had expected it and blocked Ishtaven’s sword.

With a ‘clack’ sound, Ishtaven’s sword lost its strength and was thrown away, and at the same time, the sword in her right hand entered deeply into Ishtaven’s left armpit.

At this time, Anastasia had an intuition that Ishtaven had died, but she had no time to rejoice over Ishtaven’s death.

“Now that Ishtaven is dead, it’s over for us too! “If this is what happens, I have to kill at least four years!”

“You guys are bastards who blame others for their own mistakes. “This is the worst!”

At the same time as she said those words, Anastasia killed the enemy archers who came running out, declaring that they would kill her, one by one.

At the same time, a loud voice came from behind Anya.

“Colonel Anastasia Kergit personally killed the traitor Ishtaven!”

“Now that the traitorous leader is dead, you all are dead too!”

“This is my last affection as compatriots, you dirty bastards! Do you want to run away and die? Do you want to surrender and save your life?”

Hearing those words, the cavalry cavalry under Ishtaven, who had lost their leader, quickly turned their horses and began to run away, but the cavalry brigade under Brigadier General Nassau tenaciously pursued them.

Now that all variables that could turn the battlefield around have disappeared…

the Allied headquarters in Stockholm and the Grand Duchy of Warsaw no longer have the will to fight. However, since the front and rear were completely surrounded and blocked, even a rout was not appropriate.

Therefore, enough troops were killed that it could be called the ‘Massacre on the Plain of Osby’.

Naturally, the day’s battle ended with a complete victory for the Reich Imperial Army, which outnumbered the enemy forces by just over half.

Reich Imperial Army dead: 7,500, seriously injured: 2,500.

Stockholm/Warsaw Allied Forces dead: 67,000, seriously wounded: 15,000, prisoners: 30,000.

And when General Keitel of the Reich Empire heard of the result of this victory, he smiled and said:

“Am I going to get a title for my achievements that my subordinates are spoon-feeding me because I didn’t show my personal feelings?”

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