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416 – Jericho’s Wall (4)

As Peter Jaeger walked towards the Polska Wall, all the Imperial soldiers cheered.

“Our enemy has heard the voice of Deus and is leaving! f*ck it, we won!”

“Deus protects the Reich Empire!”

“Long live the Empire! Long live your Majesty the Emperor!”

Some soldiers folded their hands and closed their eyes, intoxicated by the faith, music, and action directed by Peter Yeager.

A few tears flowed from my eyes.

“Deus is with the enemy… Long live Deus…”

Beyond the cheers of the soldiers, Peter Jaeger sighed inwardly as he saw the soldiers burning with faith.

‘No matter how much of a miracle I’m performing, isn’t this reaction too much?’

However, if he were to say something that would break the colic in this situation, he would instantly become a heretic, so he did not say this thought.

Then he raised his right hand high and shouted.

“The power of Deus has arrived here! Sound the trumpets and drums to reveal His majesty and almightiness!”

The Reich Empire military band followed the order and excitedly played the trumpets and drums as loudly as possible.

Then, the entire Imperial Army opened the way for Peter Yeager and the soldiers belonging to the Bastion Division to advance.

Warsaw officers and commanders once again despaired when they saw that scene.

“f*ck! Peter Jaeger That son of a b*tch comes again! Elite! Gather all your elite troops!”

“Gather the knights of the royal guard and pour them in! “Wouldn’t it be okay if we sent 100 people?”

“Stop the damn thing, pour arrows at those damn bastards!”

I screamed and got angry and used all kinds of attacks to deal with it somehow.

Peter Yeager climbed the castle wall as if he were taking a walk, dodging arrows and magic spells.

As soon as he climbed the castle wall, this time he did not take out a sword from his waist, but held a mace in both hands.

No matter how easy it is to hold and swing with one hand, holding this weapon with both hands is not a good choice…

“God wants it!”

He swung the mace in both his hands quickly and sharply as if he were handling a light ball.

With the mace in his right hand, he blocked the enemy’s attack, and with the mace in his left hand, he smashed the soldier’s head in front of his eyes.

When the enemy was not attacking, he swung the mace in both his hands at the same time, killing two people at once.

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It pushed forward violently, creating a bloody storm like a swirling wind.

“Long live the Reich Empire! Long live your Majesty the Emperor! Long live Deus! Do not spare even one of those who climbed on this wall today! That’s what God wants!”

A man who was not an officer of the imperial army, or even an ordinary general, but a marshal, was not only able to climb the castle wall himself, but also stood in the vanguard.

A situation in which the Warsaw soldiers are ground like beans in a millstone and the will of God is shouted.

The morale of the imperial soldiers skyrocketed at the sight of a great general who obeyed the will of God in the Bible.

The supreme commander is already in an excited state while singing a happy song, and always takes risks ahead of them by example.

‘High-ranking nobles talk nonsense about chivalry and chivalry, but our enemy is really different… I would be willing to die for him.’

Even though the situation was not dangerous, the soldiers were so moved that they strengthened their resolve.

“Oh my god! “The enemy is fighting like that…”

Those who were scared and anxious saw Peter Yeager and gained more strength, even if it was because they were embarrassed.

“You can’t be born a man and tremble in fear!”

The soldier who was originally fighting fearlessly stepped forward a little more boldly.

When the officers saw this, they urged the soldiers further.

“You may not be able to outrun the enemy, but don’t fall behind! “It’s time to clearly show the spicy taste of the empire!”

“God wants it! God wants them dead!”

“We will definitely win! Take victory in your hands! Run towards glory!”

The Grand Duke of Warsaw watched this from the watchtower in the center of the castle and sighed.

“Why on earth did Deus send the disaster of Peter Jaeger upon the Reich Empire and force the Grand Duchy of Warsaw into such a corner? “Is that really a human?”

The Archduke pointed with his baton to the walls, where he saw Peter Jaeger grinding his soldiers like millstones.

A situation where every time you blink, one or two soldiers fall to the ground and lose their lives.

Still, it is fortunate that he has reason and judgment as a leader.

Like the ignorant people, he was not deceived by the nonsense that Deus was bowing to Peter Yeager.

“Furthermore, why would a man who is the enemy of a nation cowardly sell the name of God and try to destroy our Grand Duchy of Warsaw? Is he not even afraid of the judgment of Deus?”

In fact, Peter Yeager was neither afraid nor concerned about Deus’ divine punishment.

Because, to him who lived in modern Korea, the existence of God was just an imaginary being that pretended to be omnipotent and omnipotent in order to effectively control society.

However, the Warsaw nobles who did not know the situation up to that point unanimously complained.

“Your Highness is right! Peter Jaeger That guy must be an atheist or a pagan bastard!”

“We must crush it to death! Deus will expose his evil deeds and punish him.”

“Hold on a little and everything will be fine! “Isn’t that right?”

They said this, but what is important to them is not that Peter Yeager was a heretic, but that ‘Seunggi’ was completely inclined towards the Empire.

Also, some of the nobles here were already having serious discussions with the Reich Empire about ‘defection’ and ‘defection’…

You may know the inside of ten roads, but how can you know the inside of a person just one way?

So, those who had already prepared to transfer to the Reich Empire and those who had not, were unable to trust each other.

‘A fool who cannot read the trends of the times and is loyal to the Grand Duchy of Warsaw.’

‘Looking at that kid’s face, he looks like a traitor…’

However, there is nothing to gain from criticizing the other party without any basis, so everyone is just pretending not to know and moving on.

“Marshal, is it possible to fire something like magic or a ballista in the direction of Peter Yeager?”

The Marshal of the Grand Duchy sighed and answered.

“I understand how you feel, but your friend could be right. Even if we could get through it normally, our troops’ morale is at its worst right now. But if ‘friendly fire’ happens, we won’t be able to handle it.”

When the Archduke heard those words, he threw down his baton that he was holding in his hand.

“Damn it, then what can I do!”

When the enemy heard those words, he lowered his head.

“……”

The Grand Duke could not hold back his anger at the expression that there was no solution.

“Holy sh*t! Measures! Measures!! “I mean, come up with a solution!!”

“Calm down, if you really mean it, Her Majesty the Grand Duchess could pray in the church…”

In this era, the belief that God would answer if you prayed was common sense, but no nobles or high-ranking people truly believed in such a thing.

That’s why the Grand Duke got angry, tearing out his hair.

‘How dare that damn bastard mock me by making us have nothing to do but pray now that we are ruined?’

However, no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t refute it since there was no other solution.

The Grand Duke’s face turned red like a ripe apple, and the sound of teeth grinding echoed far away.

“Peter Yeager, you look like a human being for whom tearing out your limbs and burning them to death would not be enough! And you guys! “Do you mean that the hair on his shoulders is just a decoration?”

Some ministers gnashed their teeth at the Grand Duke, who was spewing insults even though he had ruined the country through his own mistakes.

‘f*ck, you ruined the country because of your mistake, so why are you blaming us?’

For several hours, the Archduke and his ministers continued their meaningless meeting, unable to come up with any specific solutions.

In the meantime, a trumpet sound was heard that returned their spirits to their original state.

“The trumpet sounded, signaling a retreat.”

One noble sighed.

“Ha, I somehow survived today too.”

Another person was so devastated by the situation that he covered his face with both hands.

“……I don’t know what to do. “Really.”

The Grand Duke trudged on with his scepter (a staff symbolizing his authority) in his hand.

“I will personally comfort the people and soldiers.”

In normal times, all the nobles would have clapped their hands in approval, but in a desperate situation like the present, they did not seem that impressed.

Peter Yeager, on the other hand, smiled while wiping the blood off his sword.

“It’s a pity that we couldn’t capture the castle today. “Let’s all go back tomorrow.”

And over the next month, Peter Jaeger continued to attack Polsky Castle without giving him time to come to his senses, and finally received the long-awaited report from Lieutenant General Appel.

“I’m ready.”

“Then cause a miracle.”