Academy Genius Commander

53 – Hammer and Anvil (6)

Enemy commanders and soldiers were astonished when they saw my men abandoning their long spears and running.

“Aren’t you crazy bastards? No, how are they going to throw away the long spear that saved their lives?”

“f*ck, did we get f*cked?”

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

Even though they are experienced soldiers and understand that ‘Pikes’ won’t help much when they get into melee situations, soldiers who are like flies have a habit of sticking to their main weapon, the Long Spear.

Therefore, even if an order is given to prepare for a melee, it takes longer than expected to discard the long spears they habitually carry in their hands.

However, seeing the soldiers throwing it away in an instant and rushing at it with a secondary weapon as if it were natural, they felt unfamiliar.

Besides, what if our soldiers, who have to fight back, show their morale skyrocketing, unlike the enemy?

“I couldn’t take any prisoners because you f*cking bastards showed up!”

“Bastards, if we took just one more prisoner, the campaign would have been accelerated by two months!”

“I don’t need an apology, just put your heads down and go.”

The morale of the enemies has no choice but to drop as all the guys they have to deal with run rampant like madmen.

Just in time, several magic shots and arrows flew towards them, killing the enemies. I’m going to be dogfighting anyway and if the only tactic I can use is head-on combat.

In this case, it was judged that the most effective way to fight was to pretend that the entire unit, including the battalion commander, was crazy.

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

So I made up my mind and cried out when I saw the soldiers of Czechia.

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

Then I spun around and ran out, and the soldiers started chasing me as quickly as possible.

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

“We have to stop that crazy battalion commander! I’ll give 10 gold to anyone who kills that bastard!”

Seeing as if anyone kills me, they will give me 10 gold, so it seems that the commander of the unit standing in our way is quite a high-ranking person.

The fact that high-ranking people are slowly starting to come out is proof that we are getting closer and closer to the headquarters where the commander is.

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

“10 gold is mine…”

When I hit and killed the enemy soldier in the lead with the weight that received acceleration while swinging around, he died without being able to finish what he originally intended to say.

Immediately after seeing the scene, he straightened the hesitant soldier’s shoulders and hit his head with a baton, breaking his neck with a baton.

Then I looked back briefly and spoke in a voice loud enough for all the soldiers of the Jaeger Battalion to hear.

“Anyone who can’t keep up with half of the enemy’s haircut I won in a dog fight, I’ll put a guard on duty as soon as I get back! Fight to the death! I am in front of you.”

As if the battalion commander giving true education to the enemy from the front was impressive, the soldiers followed me with shouts.

“Long live the battalion commander!”

“Kill the Czech bastards!”

To the soldiers fighting against us, what’s in front of them will look like hell, but to the soldiers under my command, if I add too much exaggeration.

Already, this melee was felt as a step toward a relatively safe decapitation of the enemy and a promotion and rapid campaign.

So I was sure

If we maintain our physical strength to a certain extent and Operation Hammer and Anvil succeeds, our unit will be able to fight again, albeit not as well as during the Rhineland Front.

At least in the battalion unit’s major competition, it would be possible to achieve feats that no one could catch up with.

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

“Five people must form a team to protect each other! Follow me check ensign!”

“That is something only the battalion commander can do. Don’t dare to pretend to be a hero!”

In fact, I believed in the plate armor that was wrapped around my body and hit it with a stick for the purpose of draining the enemy’s morale.

My soldiers only have arms, breastplates, and helmets, so if you go out like me, you might be surrounded and die.

However, it was a situation where I, who rushed at the enemy like a runaway cow, couldn’t even give an order to restrain myself… It’s a really good instruction.

what a beautiful sight The battalion commander, who had no choice but to run wild out of necessity, and the officers who rationally calmed down the soldiers who tried to follow him.

As I slowed down a bit to match, a group of 5 soldiers started to stick around me and protect me.

“I blocked that bastard knife. Max!”

“Okay, f*ck! Die Czechia bastard.”

“Look carefully behind you. Otherwise, you will fall behind.”

Even in melee, when one soldier blocks an attack, another soldier stabs him from behind or from the side.

He often showed cooperation, such as protecting a comrade who was in danger of dying from an unexpected attack, and gradually cut down the enemies.

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Looking at this, it would be nice if we could fight in a way that protects each other when spearmen fight with spears, or even in other battles.

It was a melee without long spears, so it was possible because the distance between the enemy and the ally was really close, but it was difficult because they were a little far apart in normal times.

Meanwhile, all of the officers of the unit fighting us started to hear the sound of petitioning the guy who bet the 10 gold prize, as if they all felt that they were at their limit.

“Commander, if we do this, we will all die! Order to retreat!”

“Did we not do enough of our work?”

When I heard that, I could clearly see their future.

stupid children.

At any other time, what would happen if the bastards guarding the headquarters where the commander-in-chief was located told us to retreat because their soldiers were dying?

No doubt the neck is blown in order to maintain morale, and the regimental commander will say this.

‘Behind us is His Excellency the Commander-in-Chief. The Army of the Principality will never be defeated. Cowards I will cut to death myself. Endure to the end!’

Otherwise, before the head of the head of the crown prince was cut off by the raiding party sent by raking together troops with and without a commander-in-chief.

We, the Reich Empire, will capture or kill the commander-in-chief, and the Czech Republic army will be defeated unconditionally.

However, contrary to what was expected, the heads of the two commanders were not blown off, and instead, a guy called the regimental commander grabbed the two by the collar and threw them to the ground.

A considerable amount of time had passed, but no word had been heard of the decapitation of the two men who spoke cowardly.

Then an ominous feeling passed through me.

“f*ck, f*cked cubs! The Commander-in-Chief is about to run away!”

When I said that, the officers of my unit around me turned to me and asked for an explanation, but there was no time to do so.

Because no matter how much we achieve a level of victory that can establish a strategic advantage here, reducing the number of enemy soldiers by more than half, literally dealing damage that is close to annihilation.

As long as the commander-in-chief’s head is attached, they will enter a base city like Lezhin Castle and engage in defensive battles, just like the Francois army did in the Rhineland front.

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

The fight will sink back into the mud.

Then, if things go wrong, the Reich Empire could be besieged by various countries like Prussia during the Seven Years’ War.

Of course, the possibility that things will grow to that point is low enough for most Koreans to live on bread instead of rice.

“Take four battalion messengers on horseback and organize them into two groups, 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 run away! It looks like the damn commander-in-chief is running away, so release the cavalry to keep him in check!”

Normally, I would explain, but right now I don’t have the time to do that.

“Damn it. But if we withdraw the battalion from here, they’ll figure out we’ve caught on to the plans of our evil enemy commander-in-chief. At this rate, we rush into the enemy base! We have to pierce those bastards as quickly as possible by any means!”