I Became a Genius Commander at the Academy - Chapter 378

EP.378

Fireballs, fired 2,000 times at a time from Bastion Castle, fly through the night sky, drawing a beautiful parabola like shooting stars, and when they land on the Allied camp, they brightly color the area, as if showing a cluster of red maple leaves. it started.

It was such a beautiful scene for the Imperial Army to see, but it brought hellish pain to the Allied Forces.

Inside the Allied camp, the soldiers who had been drinking just a moment ago, those who stood guard and cursed, and those who were snoring early from exhaustion and sleeping were all killed by fireballs falling from the sky.

“Help me, it’s hot! Argh!”

“My body is burning! “It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!”

“I don’t want to die yet, so help me… please save me…”

While a significant number of soldiers were quickly catching fire and dying, the Allied officers and soldiers who were not on fire did not even think about saving those who were currently on fire and dying. .

The reason is that he was busy thinking about how he could survive because he was in a situation where his nose was in trouble, but he wasn’t even thinking about how to save other people.

Also, it was obvious that nine out of ten people whose bodies were on fire would either die instantly or die after struggling in pain for a long time even if the fire was put out.

When the situation was going so poorly, units at each battalion, regiment, and division level tried to come up with their own countermeasures.

Commanders who were faced with an unexpected situation were only issuing inconsistent orders rather than issuing unified response orders.

“Move as instructed by the battalion commander! Everyone, put out the fire in the barracks and warehouse with the water you brought! Hurry! “You have to put out the fire first by pouring a lot of water on it!”

“It’s an order from the regiment commander! More important than the barracks is the food warehouse! “First put out the fire in the regiment’s food warehouse and armory!”

“I don’t know where or how the enemy will attack, so fuck! Arm half of the soldiers and guard the surrounding area, and only the rest turn off the lights!”

If you were in a position to watch from a distance, you would probably grumble and ask why these idiots think so differently and are holding each other’s ankles.

The reason they are doing this is because everything, including messengers and command systems, collapsed due to the sudden barrage of fireballs.

As a result, a soldier who was trying to put out a fire according to the order of the 1st battalion commander was suddenly dragged to another location by another officer belonging to the regiment headquarters, saying that he had to follow him to put out the fire elsewhere in order not to violate the order.

While the officers and soldiers of the regiment were putting out the fire, a dire situation occurred when they were suddenly grabbed by the collar by the division commander and had to stand guard in case of an ambush that was not there.

The first 5 minutes are the most important when extinguishing a fire, but with a fireball attack in the middle of the night that no one expected, it became such a mess… We either

fell into despair or started running away, blaming each other.

“Division Commander, everything is fucking wrong! Avoid! “We must move to a place that is not on fire and be prepared to prevent the fire from spreading even there!”

“Step back! Throw away everything, including food! “What do wizards do without using water magic?”

“Because the regimental commander next door commanded us to put out the fire in the weapons warehouse…” As the

5-minute time limit was missed after the fire broke out, the fire lit by Peter Jaeger spread strongly throughout the Allied barracks.

The flames quickly gained enormous momentum, so some of the soldiers and officers who were trying to extinguish the fire were unable to escape and began to burn to death inside.

“help me! I don’t want to die yet! 빌어먹을 사단장 개새끼야!”

“Give me some water! “I’m thirsty and suffocating.”

“The three generations will be ruined, you damn bastard! “Does it make sense for me to die like this because of you?”

When the fire spread to the camp, causing greater confusion, and the soldiers who tried to put out the fire began to die.

The Grand Duke of Warsaw also became aware of this chaotic situation as he had a general idea of the situation outside.

At that time, messengers from the various divisions that Peter Yeager first attacked with the fireball arrived at him and reported that it was like a wave rushing in.

“Your Majesty the Grand Duke! “We’re all going to die because of that damn Peter Yeager!”

“This is Corporal Gyev from the 17th Division! “The division commander has requested support from the wizards to put out the fire!”

“I’m from the 20th Division! Please provide troops and water! “If this continues, everyone will die!”

It was an act of great disrespect for them to rush in like this, but the Grand Duke of Warsaw was not so empty-headed as to question etiquette in such a dire situation.

However, he was still unable to come to his senses as he continued to see fireballs flying in red orbits like shooting stars falling from the night sky.

‘The Cardinal of the Grand Duchy said Peter Jaeger, this damned bastard sold his soul to the devil. Did that damn guy really sell his soul to the devil? How on earth can a fireball fly this far!’

However, because he had the skills he had acquired while living as a ruler for decades, he did not go so far as to air such complaints in front of a single soldier.

“…… Tell the generals of each unit. Tell them to go to the area where the fire is really burning and do their best to prevent the fire from spreading any further! “Hurry up and tell it!”

“Yes, I understand. majesty.”

The messengers immediately rushed out to deliver the order back to their division, and the Archduke went to the front line of the fire suppression site and tried to lead the fire and control it somehow.

Every time that happened, Peter Yeager, like a ghost, only found other warehouses or places where soldiers fighting fires were likely to be concentrated and fired fireballs at them.

“The 19, 25, 38, and 47th Battalions on the eastern wall should attack the two areas to the right of where they were attacking, and the 45, 48, and 51st Battalions on the northern wall should rain down fireballs around the area where they originally fired fireballs. Then, those who are preventing the fire from spreading to the surrounding areas will burn brightly!”

The command was immediately conveyed to the wizards attacking from the top of the castle wall, and the archers immediately calculated the approximate angle and direction to be adjusted.

“19th Battalion Commander, please hold the cane at a 40-degree angle to the left and shoot! If you don’t know the angle, I will help you!”

“The 51st Battalion Commander is the standard! Other battalion members should follow the battalion commander! Those who don’t know the angle, ask me and shoot!”

“47th Battalion Commander, please stop shooting! And you must follow my instructions!”

When the direction of the fireball was changed according to the instructions, the wizards immediately began to chant magic chants with excitement.

Although it was physically difficult, it was so fun and exciting to unilaterally play with fire at the enemy without any risk.

At this time, the guards standing on the castle wall were half on guard and half on the wall, following Marshal Jaeger’s orders, informing them of the enemy’s situation as they could see it in as much detail as possible.

“On top of the castle walls, the wizards are burning the enemy camp as ordered by Marshal Jaeger! “You damn bastards are now turning into human roasts and dying!”

“It’s just blazing brightly.”

Since they were more desperate for victory than anyone else right now, it was not a problem that both soldiers and civilians were tired because they could not sleep on a moonlit night.

Up until now, we had fought back and endured with all our might to protect the castle from these guys, but now the friendly forces are one-sidedly playing with the enemy.

Although I couldn’t see it with my own eyes, I heard the sincere cheers and excited voices of the soldiers broadcasting from above, and I felt that it wasn’t a lie.

“Long live Marshal Jaeger! “You bastards who are going to eat your fucking eyeballs by roasting them on skewers are running away without even using your hands or feet!”

“Fuck, I’ve been so tired lately that I thought I was going to die. “My fatigue is completely gone.”

“It’s a shame that I can’t see those bastards burning with my own eyes. “I also want to be on guard duty.”

Normally, guard duty is a battle against drowsiness and boredom, but on this night, when you can see the enemy troops and enemy lines burning, and if you’re lucky, you can even hear screams, being on guard duty at night was no different from a reward.

When the morale of the allies was soaring, Peter Yeager gestured to Lieutenant Colonel Landel, who was standing next to him.

“The secret passage you were talking about, Colonel. “Do you know where it leads?”

Randel took out a map and marked the location.

In Peter Yeager’s opinion, it seemed like the perfect place for a surprise attack with a battalion.

‘The enemy will be busy putting out fires right now, so if you lead the battalion at the right time and hit them in the back, they will be delighted.’

“very good. Gather all the members of your battalion and gather them in front of the hole. “In the next 15 minutes, I will hand over command here to the Magic Division Commander and go for a surprise attack with you.”

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