I Became a Genius Commander at the Academy Chapter 53

EP.53

The enemy commander and soldiers were astonished when they saw my soldiers abandoning their long spears and running towards me.

“Aren’t you crazy guys? How can they throw away the long spear that saved their lives?”

“Are we f*cking screwed?”

“Should we also throw away our spears and take out our daggers?”

Even though they are experienced soldiers and understand that ‘long spears’ are of little help when entering a melee situation, soldiers who are like flies have a habit of obsessing over their main weapon, the long spear.

Therefore, even when an order to prepare for a melee is given, it takes longer than expected to abandon the long spears that they habitually carry.

However, seeing soldiers abandoning that in an instant and running towards them with sidearms as if it were a given, feels unfamiliar.

Moreover, what if our soldiers, who are supposed to fight against them, show that, unlike their enemies, their morale is sky-high?

“f*cking hell, we couldn’t take any prisoners because you guys showed up!”

“You bastards, if you had captured just one more prisoner, the campaign would have been completed two months earlier!”

“There’s no need for an apology, just leave everything behind and go.”

The morale of the enemies is bound to drop as the people they have to deal with are running wild like crazy people.

Just then, a few magic shots and arrows flew towards them, killing the enemies. I’m going to end up in a dogfight anyway, and the only tactic I can use is a frontal fight.

In times like this, I decided it would be most effective for the entire unit, including the battalion commander, to pretend to be crazy and fight.

It’s like in a children’s fight, no matter how many times someone gets hit, the one who gets at least one more hit wins.

So I steeled myself and shouted at the Czech soldiers.

“Give me your heads! Or surrender and kneel down! “The Jaeger Battalion prepares for a dog fight!”

Then, I ran out while swinging the plane, and the soldiers started chasing me as fast as they could.

The high-ranking member of the enemy army, who saw this, shouted in an urgent voice.

“We must stop that crazy battalion commander! “I will give 10 gold to the person who kills that bastard!”

Since he said he would pay as much as 10 gold to anyone who kills me, it seems that the commander of the unit blocking our path is a fairly high-ranking person.

The fact that high-ranking people are slowly starting to come out is proof that we are getting closer to the commander’s base.

If we penetrate a little further, wouldn’t it be possible to capture the main base and kill the enemy commander?

“I’ll give you 10 gold…”

As he struck and killed the enemy soldier in the lead with the accelerated weight he swung around, he died without even finishing what he had originally intended to say.

Immediately after seeing the scene, he lifted the shoulder of the soldier who was hesitating for a moment and struck his neck hard with the baton, breaking it.

Then I looked back briefly and spoke loud enough for every soldier in the Jaeger Battalion to hear.

“Anyone who can’t keep up with half of the enemies I picked in a dog fight will be put on guard duty as soon as I get back! Fight to the death! “I am before you.”

The soldiers followed me, shouting cheers, as if they were impressed by the sight of the battalion commander giving true education to the enemies with ease at the front.

“Long live the battalion commander!”

“Kill those Czech bastards!”

To the soldiers fighting against us, the scene before their eyes may look like hell, but to the soldiers under my command, if I exaggerate too much.

Already, this melee was felt as a step towards promotion and quick campaign by taking the enemy’s head relatively safely.

So I could be sure.

If we maintain a certain level of stamina like this and Operation Hammer and Anvil is successful, our unit will be as strong this time as it was on the Rhineland Front.

At the very least, in the major competition between battalion units, they will be able to achieve a level of achievement that will be difficult for anyone to catch up with.

“Those who don’t have a mace or a one-handed weapon, draw your sword! Follow the battalion commander and annihilate the enemies!”

“Five people must form a group and protect each other! “Make sure I follow the second lieutenant!”

“Only the battalion commander can do that. “Don’t recklessly try to be a hero!”

In fact, with the purpose of depleting the enemy’s morale, I believed in the plate armor surrounding my body and struck them with my sword.

My soldiers only have eight breastplates and helmets, so if they go out like I did, they could be surrounded by the enemy and die.

However, I was in a situation where I couldn’t give an order to restrain myself as I was running at the enemy like a runaway cow inside… It was a really good order.

What a beautiful sight. The battalion commander, who had no choice but to go on a rampage out of necessity, and the officers who rationally calmed down the soldiers who tried to follow him.

As I slowed down a bit, a group of five soldiers started to surround me and protect me.

“That bastard blocked the knife. Max!”

“I understand, f*ck! “Die, you Czech bastard.”

“Watch out later. Otherwise, you will be left behind.”

Even in a melee, if one soldier blocks an attack, another soldier stabs him from behind or from the side and kills him.

He often showed cooperation, such as protecting a comrade who was in danger of death from an unexpected attack, and gradually chipped away at his enemies.

Looking at things like this, it would be nice if spearmen could fight each other with spears or protect each other during other battles.

This is a melee battle in which long spears are completely excluded, so the distance between the enemy and allies is very close, so it is possible, but it is difficult in normal times because they are a bit far away from each other.

Meanwhile, the officers of the unit that was fighting us all seemed to have reached their limit, and began to hear voices petitioning the guy who had put up a prize of 10 gold.

“Regimental Commander, if you keep doing this, we will all die! “Order to retreat!”

“Haven’t we done enough?”

When I heard those words, I could clearly see their future.

Stupid bastards.

At other times, what would happen if the bastards guarding the headquarters where the commander-in-chief is said to retreat because their soldiers are dying?

No doubt, in order to maintain morale, the head of the regiment will be blown and the regimental commander will say:

‘Behind us is His Excellency the Commander-in-Chief. The principality army will not be defeated until the end. I will personally cut down those who are cowards. ‘Hold on till the end!’

Otherwise, before the attack force sent by the commander-in-chief and all the troops without troops could decapitate the crown prince.

Our Reich Imperial Army will capture or kill the Commander-in-Chief, and the Czechavian Army will be defeated unconditionally.

However, contrary to what was expected, the heads of the two commanders were not blown off. Instead, the regiment commander grabbed them by the collar and threw them away.

Even though a considerable amount of time had passed, there was no word of the two beheadings being beheaded for talking like cowards.

Then an ominous feeling passed through my mind.

“f*cking bastards! “The commander-in-chief is trying to escape!”

When I said that, the officers in my unit around me turned to me and asked me to explain, but there was no time at all.

Because even if we achieve a level of victory that confirms our strategic advantage here and reduce the number of enemy soldiers by more than half, inflicting damage close to literal annihilation.

As long as the Commander-in-Chief’s head is still attached, he will enter a base city like Regine Castle and engage in a defensive battle, just as Francois’s army did in the past on the Rhineland Front.

If that happens, the Warsaw bastards and the Kingdom of Austria, who are anxious to keep the Reich Empire in check, will lead a large army and send reinforcements.

The fight will fall into the mud again.

If things go wrong, the Reich Empire could end up like Prussia during the Seven Years’ War and be surrounded by several countries.

Of course, the possibility of it escalating to that point is so low that Koreans live only on bread instead of rice, but it must be prevented at all costs before a situation that requires such consideration arises.

“Let’s form two groups with four battalion messengers each on horseback, and deliver one group to His Highness the Crown Prince and the other group to the division commander we belong to! The commander-in-chief has escaped! “It looks like the damn commander-in-chief is running away, so release the cavalry and keep him in check!”

Normally I would explain, but I don’t have time to do so now.

“Damn it. But if we withdraw our battalion here, they will realize that we have discovered the plans of the evil enemy commander-in-chief. At this rate, we will rush into the enemy base! “We have to do whatever it takes to get through those bastards as quickly as possible!”

A word from the author (author review)

Due to an error in setting the release time, today’s episode was uploaded a little earlier than the promised time.

Sorry, zakuti.

As an apology, I will attend at 10 PM tonight.

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