I Became a Genius Commander at the Academy - Chapter 383

EP.383

There were only about 300 friendly troops left on the wall guarded by the Randel Battalion, and over 3,000 Allied soldiers were already on the wall.

Just looking at the numbers, the odds are 10 to 1, so rather than dealing with them properly, you’ll be pushed out in an instant.

The narrow road called the castle wall is difficult for a large number of troops to drive at once and is easy to protect with a small number of troops, so although they were being pushed back very slowly, the Allied forces were unable to follow the stairs to the gate.

“What on earth are those bastards doing in that battalion? Have you sold your soul to the devil? “You fucking heathen bastards!”

“Why don’t those crazy, corpse-like bastards die even after spilling their blood like that? “I want you to die, you bastards!”

“I know Peter Yeager is a monster, but what is that? “Why don’t you die!”

The soldiers of the Randel Battalion who were holding out there felt pain because they were humans, and if they lost too much blood, they would die from blood loss.

However, as the saying goes, humans often overcome their limits with their mental power, they just somehow manage to overcome their limits.

And Lieutenant Colonel Randel, who was at the forefront of them, killed the enemy with a force reminiscent of a berserker.

He smashed the head of the man in front of him with his mace, kicked someone’s heart into a eunuch with a leg wearing iron gaiters, and smashed the enemy’s jaw with the shield he held in his left hand.

If you swing your sword with all your might for just 5 minutes on the battlefield, most soldiers will collapse from exhaustion, but he only gained more momentum as time went by.

“If we are breached, the enemy will threaten our family and our hometown will be desecrated by them. So I don’t mind dying here, I’ll kill just one more of those filthy things! “Die, you evil invaders!”

A man who fights with the determination to die, or rather, with the thought that he will definitely die here.

Because of his fearsome force and the soldiers who followed him, the stairs to the northern wall, which should have already been breached, are still protected to this day.

On the other hand, Peter Yeager was leading a small group of soldiers and running at high speed.

‘If Randel’s battalion is breached here, our Bastion Castle will be finished.’

“Block the gate! The wizards use earth magic behind the gate and place a huge rock behind the gate! Then the gates will never be breached! And there is no need for reserve forces now! All to the north wall! “Run up to the northern wall!”

Giving such an order, he ran up in the opposite direction where the Landel Battalion was guarding and slaughtered the enemy soldiers who blocked his path.

Every time there was a sound of cutting the wind, someone’s arm or neck flew into the sky, and the sight gave everyone in the Reich Imperial Army the strength to hold on for just one more minute.

“Randel Battalion, hold out there until the end! Even if I have to die, I will not abandon you!”

Allied soldiers tried to kill Peter Yeager by stabbing him with spears or swinging swords, but their expressions were already filled with terrible fear.

‘There’s no way someone like me could kill that Peter Yeager.’

‘That’s a monster, not a person.’

‘Is the watchdog that protects hell that scary?’

The soldiers who followed Peter Yeager were the elite of the elite, so following him, they had already succeeded in slaughtering over a hundred Allied soldiers.

However, as there were still numerous enemy soldiers standing on the walls, the Landel Battalion had to continue to block attacks numbering thousands while remaining virtually isolated.

In the process, each and every one of them died a violent death.

“Ha, I shouldn’t die already. “I have to kill at least one more guy…”

“Fuck you, you old man, I need some companions on the underworld, so let’s die together.”

“I’m sorry, Marshal. “I guess I’m done here.”

As the soldiers of the Randel Battalion died, the Allied soldiers felt despair as they persistently resisted even as they got closer to opening the gates, which was a prerequisite for victory in this battle.

The Archduke of Warsaw walked near the northern wall, looked at it, and, unable to control his anger, threw the Archduke commander to the ground.

“Who are those bastards on that damn wall! Who on earth is it that there is only one battalion on the stairs of the castle wall, so why can’t it be breached even though thousands of men have been deployed?! “Why don’t you die?”

None of the staff under his command had anything to say, so no one answered.

“Send in more soldiers! Can’t you see the Reich Marshal’s flag over there? Can’t you see it? “Turn all reserve forces to the northern wall!”

“Your Majesty, please calm down. “Isn’t it only one battalion?”

“One battalion? 1 battalion? While dealing with one battalion, a regiment’s worth of soldiers were already killed by those guys. But looking at it from here, it looks like there’s still more than half left. Will you come to your senses if one division is divided?! Also, look at the snails around you!”

Ever since Peter Yeager and the 7th Guards Division began their activities, the morale of the Allied forces had plummeted to the point where it would be an understatement to say they were a mess.

“If you see only one battalion standing there, it looks like there is only one battalion over there…?”

“Fucking crazy bastards. There is not a single healthy place on my body. “How many stab marks are there?!”

“…Shall I desert tomorrow?”

Fortunately for the Allied soldiers, their frightened voices did not reach the ears of high-ranking figures such as Allied staff and generals.

However, the atmosphere was conveyed quite well.

“Fuck, put all the officers from the division commander to the front line! Raise morale somehow! “I will do whatever it takes to give the bastard who picks off the battalion commander who is holding out there a baronial title!”

It was funny for the monarch of the Grand Duchy of Warsaw to talk about titles from other countries, but it was also possible if he pushed through with the power of commander-in-chief.

Then, high-ranking officers such as division commanders and regiment commanders grabbed their swords and began climbing up the ladders hanging on the castle walls.

As truly high-ranking people came to the front lines, the morale of the Allied soldiers also increased to some extent.

Peter Jaeger was gradually getting closer to Lieutenant Colonel Landel and his battalion members as he cut off the heads of the soldiers who were already on the wall, one by one, as if they were sashimi.

“We must protect the northern wall at all costs! Then we will evacuate the Randel battalion fighting over there to the field medical center! little bit more! “Hold on just a little longer!”

The soldiers of Randel’s battalion who heard that sound had a desire to live even for one more second.

This is because they wanted to fight until the end in order to live up to the expectations of Marshal Jaeger, who would come to save them even for one second longer.

So they were more extreme, more dangerous, and fought fiercely, as if their bodies were on fire.

However, with high-ranking people at the level of regimental commanders and division commanders leading with swords at the vanguard, the Allied forces’ strength also became stronger.

Randel’s battalion was falling apart faster and faster.

Lieutenant Colonel Landel was proud of his men who were dying like him, but he also felt sad that he had failed to fulfill his responsibilities.

‘If I had been a little stronger, if I had been able to give more correct instructions, I would have been able to save at least one more person, or even endure a little longer…’

However, as he fights without a moment to look back, the good thing is Peter Yeager’s orders. Accordingly, the follow-up unit to protect the northern wall, which they risked their lives to protect, had already arrived and was almost fully prepared to fight.

“I’m sorry, Battalion Commander.”

With those words, the commander of the unit, Lieutenant Colonel Randel, who remained until the last to fight on the wall, fell to the bottom of the wall along with an enemy officer.

Lieutenant Colonel Randel was immediately surrounded by more than a dozen soldiers, and Major General Vasilikov, commanding the allied forces on the castle wall, approached with a sword.

This is because Randel was already at a point where he could only support his body with his sword, so out of respect for his honor, he thought it was right for him, as a nobleman, to finish it off himself.

‘They say there are no weaklings in front of a great general, so why are there so many talented people under Peter Yeager?’

If Peter Yeager had seen it, he would have clicked his tongue and said, “How dare you do such a stupid thing in this situation?” But in fact, this was a very common tradition, so everyone respected it.

Then Major General Vasilikov raised his sword and pointed it at Lieutenant Colonel Randel.

“Commander who meets a brave and honorable end for the empire. “What is your name?”

Randel responded by spitting blood into his face.

“This is Lieutenant Colonel Randel Mayer of the 7th Guards Division.”

“Even if the empire falls, my family and I will sing and remember your honor and feat. “I salute your bravery.”

With those words, the warden stabbed Randel in the chest.

Blood poured out and he raised his sword high in the sky and said:

“Major General Andrea von Vasilikov of the Grand Duchy of Warsaw decapitated Lieutenant Colonel Randel Mayer of the 7th Imperial Guards Division!”

Although he didn’t cut off his head, he was subdued, and Randel’s value was worth more than a few stars on this castle wall, so it wasn’t strange for him to shout and boast like that.

However, even though Landel was stabbed in the chest and blood was gushing out, he was not dead yet.

No, I couldn’t die.

In that state, he ran with all the remaining strength in his body and grabbed Major General Vasilikov by the collar.

It happened so quickly that no one could react, so he threw his body down the castle wall, and the warden, who fell with him, was unable to even scream and died with his neck broken.

At this time, Peter Jaeger climbed the castle wall with about 2,000 reserve troops, but was unable to save those belonging to Randel’s battalion as he had wanted.

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