I Became a Genius Commander at the Academy Chapter 339

EP.339

When Captain Peter Yeager’s order was given, the soldiers standing guard inside the camp rang the bell noisily.

All kinds of bells made sounds, including a loud, dull metal sound and a thin, loud cymbal-like sound, but in normal combat situations, only one type of bell was used because each had a different meaning.

The loud sound of the bell now heard by the soldiers and officers meant that it was night and it was time to make the soldiers stationed at Veneta Castle wild.

“All divisions in the night combat group must enter combat readiness! It’s a night-night battle!”

“This is Captain Peter Yeager’s order for each division commander to move as previously agreed upon!”

“You’re not going to engage in close combat, so don’t carry heavy things like swords or spears! Additionally, late-night snacks and water will be provided along the way!”

At the Reich Imperial Army camp, soldiers from five divisions selected for the night combat team quickly got up and started moving when they heard the sound.

The soldiers grumbled softly, asking what trouble this was while they should be sleeping, even though they said it was an operation, and the officers led their units and moved as previously arranged.

“Our infantry battalion carries stones for catapults! Do you understand? practice!! Carry them one by one on a carrier! “It’s night, so don’t run for no reason. If you fall, you’ll die!”

“Go cut down any wood or trees around you and make arrows for the ballista! “Once you get the rough shape, engineers who process this will do it for you, so don’t worry too much and do it as quickly as possible!”

“The 1st company of engineers operates catapults, and the 2nd company uses ballistas! The 3rd and 4th Company operates large catapults! “It would be natural, but the archer unit and crossbow unit wizards can fire in a designated direction when given an order!”

Peter Yeager often visited each division of the Faroesia Army and directly supervised ‘combat readiness’ training to examine the unit’s response capabilities.

As a result, with a little bit of exaggeration, battalion units were prepared to begin most operations within 10 minutes by simply blowing the trumpet.

Thanks to such thorough training of soldiers and officers, the division organized into the Reich Imperial Army’s night combat team was able to place all its troops in their assigned positions after about 40 minutes.

“Commander, all five divisions of the night combat team are ready for battle!”

Peter Yeager looked at the pendulum clocks located in each division-level unit headquarters and said with satisfaction.

“It took 40 minutes. “It’s not bad. If it had been more than an hour, I would have finished the night operation and invited the entire battalion commander and above to gather.”

Those words sent shivers down the staff’s spine, but Captain Jaeger paid no attention to that and gave orders.

“Lighten the torch as brightly as possible to ensure visibility, and pour down catapult, ballista, and arrow magic at Veneta Castle.”

“Yes, I understand! “Can we proceed with the idea that the arrows are fire arrows and the magic is fireballs and the interior of the castle is burning?”

“You should do that. Hurry up and spread the order. If there is a night combat team or a unit that is not on alert that needs to be awake at this time but is moving to help, I strongly recommend it. “If you don’t want to be taken to court-martial for violating military discipline, just get some rest.”

When the Reich commander’s order was given, the staff sent messengers to spread his instructions to all units.

Soon, thousands of arrows, magic stone ballista arrows, were ready to fly into the castle walls and castle.

The militia of the Duchy of Veneta also detected the movement of five divisions and received instructions from high-ranking officials that there would be a battle at night.

No one panicked when they heard that the imperial army would attack at night, but the fact that they had to fight day and night greatly lowered their morale.

“… Reich Empire crazy bastards, it’s not enough to fight like bloodthirsty demons during the day. “Does it make sense to fight at night without even sleeping?”

“Monster-like bastards, dirty demon gargoyle-like bastards.”

“If you have to fight day and night, when will you sleep?”

The noble officers commanding them also felt like sighing, but if they showed weakness, Veneta could literally be broken through.

He suppressed those feelings and sighed while leading his soldiers.

“To each unit’s location! “You never know when the evil Reich Imperial Army might attack!”

“Just stop complaining! “With the sword of Lieutenant Tiriello, I will rip that mouth that spoke such weak words in half!”

“Don’t be afraid, just follow orders! Only move as ordered! Do you understand?”

This time, the imperial soldiers bound the hands and feet of the captured Venetian militia prisoner, who was seriously injured and abandoned, and sent him away on a cart.

The imperial soldiers supervising them did not hit them directly, but scared them by hitting the cart with a wooden club.

The prisoners were filled with resentment and hatred toward the Principality of Veneta, which had abandoned them, and fearful that they might be treated badly by the soldier in front of them.

Soon everyone was shouting so loudly that even the militia on the wall and the civilians inside the castle could hear.

“Quickly open the door and surrender! Not long ago, I was fighting to the death at Brito Plain and got injured, so I’m like this now! “Only those who make sacrifices become assholes and die!”

“The children of the Imperial Army promised not to touch your family or property if you just open the door and surrender! “Don’t give a damn, just open the door!”

“You only get one shot at life anyway, you bastards! “If you guys leave, what will happen to your fox-like wife and rabbit-like children who only care about you?”

At those words, the morale of the soldiers, which had already been shaken, was greatly shaken once again, and soon an attack order was given to the imperial night combat team.

“Fire a volley of catapult, ballista, and arrow magic!”

“Turn everyone living in the castle into scrambled eggs or hedgehogs!”

“It’s nice to play with fire without being able to sleep at night! It’s because you guys didn’t open the gate, so don’t blame them. “It’s all your fault!”

When the attack occurred late at night, Veneta’s officers saw it and decided:

‘Peter Yeager, that homosexual bastard knows well the weaknesses of our militia. They believed that our soldiers’ physical strength was weak and that if they attacked at night, they would be able to easily penetrate the defenses, so they fought at night. ‘Your thoughts are short.’

If there was an assumption here, ‘If you attack day and night, the defense will inevitably be relaxed, so it will be easier to attack the castle during the day.’

There was a high probability that Captain Jaeger’s plan would suffer a major setback, even if it was not a failure, but their judgment was limited to half-reading…

The officers issued these orders by signaling with trumpets and drums.

“Wake up those who are sleeping right now and send them to defend the castle walls! The imperial army will attempt a night siege!”

“Arrange it the same way you did yesterday during the day! “The archer and wizard stay under the castle wall!”

“We can never be defeated by the Reich bastards! “Be sure to defend the walls!”

When the demoralized militia tried to strengthen their battle arrangements according to orders, the imperial soldiers launched a barrage of huge stones using flaming arrows and ballista catapults.

The target of attack was anyone in the castle, regardless of gender or age.

People hit by ballista and stones were crushed to death, buildings were broken and cracked, and those hit by flaming arrows and magic died screaming in terrible pain as they burned.

Of course, the wooden buildings also caught fire one by one, and the situation in the castle gradually turned into chaos.

The militia, which was capable of minimal control, was somehow able to be controlled by the noble officers who shouted and drew their swords… but the

civilians who were not militia screamed as their houses suddenly collapsed at night and their families and children died before their eyes. screamed.

“Anna! Anna! “Open your eyes!”

“Gabriel Gabriel! Damn the Duchy of Veneta… Duke Veneta left my brother to die on the battlefield…”

“Save me, save me. “I don’t want to die in this coffin-like castle.”

As one of Peter Yeager’s favorite sayings goes, ‘Fear is contagious,’ this fear also spread to the soldiers on the walls.

The officers who noticed this drew their swords and gave orders to prevent anyone from seeing that scene.

“Anyone who looks back will die! “Just look at the enemy soldiers ahead!”

“Hold on with your spear! “You never know when they might attack!”

“Brace yourself to protect your family from the Reich bastards!”

Peter Yeager watched it from the commander’s headquarters and chuckled.

“Let’s see if you idiots can run around so much at night and fight properly during the day.”

The Reich Imperial Army, commanded by Peter Jaeger, continued to attack the castle from a distance until daybreak, and when the sun rose the next day, the siege troops immediately advanced to the castle walls carrying ladders and battering rams.

It may be natural, but the capital of a country where hundreds of thousands of people, including nearby civilians, are stationed, was not dramatically breached by an attack that lasted only one night.

However, as the days passed, Veneta Castle’s defense deteriorated, and Peter Jaeger bided his time.

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