283 – There is no militarism in our empire (5)
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When comparing stores that are doing well and those that are failing in the program Kim Joo-bu’s Alley Restaurant, a brother I know said this. He did.
‘Whether it’s a business or a restaurant, that idiot can do it too, so I can’t do it? If you start with the complacent thought, that kid will almost certainly fail.’
I didn’t think much of it when I heard that, but after hearing what followed, I had no choice but to agree with his argument.
‘The restaurants we commonly call gourmet restaurants open at 9 a.M., So they come out at 4 or 5 a.M. And start cleaning and preparing food. They also worry about how to make the food more delicious in order to get even a little better reviews from customers. I don’t know what to do. Even if you do that, there are many cases where if you are not lucky, or if you choose the wrong location or the wrong menu, you will simply go bankrupt and end up with debt exceeding 100 to 200 million won. However, can someone who only sees the brilliant success of successful people and jumps in with the attitude that if I just do it roughly, I can succeed, can he really succeed?
This is similar to what I felt when I heard what Manstein said.
How on earth did so many generals of the Reich Empire, including me, achieve such great victories that they are confident that the Imperial Army with a strong army can win in the future?
It’s hard for me to say this because I feel like I’m bragging, but I have never once been confident of victory while going to war.
I simply struggled to create strategies, tactics, operations, and situations that would allow me to win, and when I entered into a full-scale engagement with the enemy, I was able to win because I put my life on the game board and engaged in a fierce battle for victory.
But what kind of drug does a man who has served as a lieutenant general in the Chiefs of Staff, with experience in multiple wars and a record of achievements, spit out words that are typical of tableaux, such as ‘I am confident of victory’?
Wow, I’m f*cking dizzy, my nose is stuffy and I feel like I’m going to get sick.
Still, in a situation like this, rather than getting emotional, you should calm down and refute only facts, as this is a more disastrous way to destroy Manstein’s claims.
I took a deep breath, exhaled it, and then asked in an ice-cold voice.
“Lieutenant General Manstein, do you think victory will be easy?”
“No! However, the basis of strategy is to judge whether it is a war that cannot be won or a war that can be won, and based on what I said before, the headquarters will establish a strategy based on the premise that future wars can be won and create a new doctrine (battle doctrine). “I created it.”
I barely suppressed the urge to sigh when I heard those words, which were nothing more than idle talk.
“Then I will ask you this. Will the Empire be able to continue to provide the same level of supplies that it demanded during the war against Warsaw, in which I participated? I’m embarrassed to say I’m bragging, but do you have the confidence to personally decapitate more than 200 enemies under the worst conditions over the course of a month like me? “No matter when and which unit the Imperial Army chooses, do you think it will be able to fight as well as the 7th Guards Division that I fought with, even if it is not as good as the 7th Guards Division that I fought with?”
Manstein listened to my question and spoke confidently, with eyes full of pride and confident gestures and voice.
“I, Manstein, cannot stand at the forefront and carry a sword with his soldiers through the war like Captain Jaeger. But I am confident.”
“What are you sure of?”
“The soldiers of my proud country, the Reich Empire, are strong and great enough. The capabilities they had honed during their daily training shined on any battlefield, and even when a crisis came, they never ran away. Therefore, even when faced with a situation like the 7th Guards Division, we will fight with the determination to kill every single one of them, as long as the staff officers like me who command them do not give up. Furthermore, because the people of the empire believe in the victory of the empire, they will endure temporary suffering without complaining and will willingly pay special taxes. Just like when you were fighting the Grand Duchy of Warsaw and your Majesty was collecting special taxes.”
f*ck you, you crazy bastard. How on earth did a bastard called a staff officer get beaten up by the Empire to sit around preaching the same mentality as the idiots who call themselves the Imperial Japanese Army of the 20th century?
No, Japan has had a damn tradition for hundreds of years where if you don’t do what the government tells you to do, you take away not only the life of the child who rebelled, but even the life of their family, without even asking.
Based on that tradition, ‘loyalty to the emperor’ and ‘the teaching that you will die if you rebel’ were ingrained in human beings from the age of one, and so no matter how much taxes were collected and no matter how many family members died, the atmosphere was in favor of war until the end. I could have made it too.
On the continent of Europa, if the emperor does something foolish and tries to cut off my head, they immediately hold the sword upside down and dream of betrayal. If you succeed in betrayal, you will receive applause and praise. If you fail, you all die. In any case, it is a world where give and take is very certain.
So, no matter how intoxicated the people are with victory and pay special taxes once or twice and obey conscription orders, the more this happens, the more dissatisfied they become.
The soldiers also become unable to trust the empire and the officers who continue to push them to their deaths.
In the end, just like in the Francois Republic, there will be a ‘François Revolution’ and vested interests like me will go straight to the guillotine. What a f*cking theory of mind. Mom, I think I’m going crazy.
But instead of criticizing them, I decided to refute them one by one with evidence and logic.
“Since you don’t seem to have a good idea of what the situation is, I will tell you in detail. The Imperial Army is strong, the Reich Empire is great. However, while more than 30% of the soldiers of the 7th Guards Division were annihilated, the reason they held out on Richen Hill was because I, the commander, was ready to fight and die alongside them. During the day, I stood in the vanguard and cut off the heads of the Swiss soldiers, and at night, I led my exhausted body on the hill fighting for this foolish and incompetent bastard, and comforted those who were injured and dying while calling out the names of their mothers, wives, fiancés, and lovers. They asked me to take care of the remaining women as they died. I heard the request and wrote it down. And when I returned to the Empire, I kept that promise. “
The Battle of Richen Hill. Some people, or most people, choose that battle as one of the greatest achievements of my life, but I still can’t forget what happened in that battle.
In order to protect His Highness the Crown Prince and protect the empire, he was ordered to fight, risking his life.
The dying soldiers died with sincere gratitude, calling out the names of their precious people and thanking them for fighting with me, saying it was an honor.
When I close my eyes, I can clearly see their appearance.
Even when I sleep, I wake up immediately when they appear in my dreams.
I can’t remember how many times I broke into a cold sweat that soaked my pajamas.
My voice was cold, and my eyes, expression, and mood right now would not be much different from when I was cutting down an enemy soldier with a sword on the battlefield.
Manstein must have killed many people on the battlefield, but this was probably the first time he felt pressure like this.
His eyes were shaking as if he was scared.
This time he spoke with contempt.
“Didn’t you learn this at the Staff College, or rather the Academy? The imperial army exists to protect the empire. “They are not people who exist to bring about victory, even while taking more taxes from the people of the empire than necessary.”
When I said this with contempt, Manstein’s face was filled with anger, but even if a bastard like him gets angry, he won’t be able to inflict any harm on me.
“Finally, the empire has already become too strong. According to the analysis of information obtained through intelligence from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the next time the empire goes to war, other countries will form alliances to survive and attack the empire. In other words, the clear victory in a one-on-one battle that you claimed is no longer possible, Lieutenant General Manstein.”
After saying that, I slapped the medal hanging on Manstein’s chest with my finger and insulted him.
“You probably learned it at the General Staff College. A grand strategy that calls for spirituality and is established without a clear view of reality will ruin the country. The fact that the wrong judgment of one staff officer is more frightening than a capable enemy general and an army of tens of thousands of people. And you have proven this in a very exemplary way. “If Lieutenant General Manstein’s plan had passed and the Empire had actively gone to war…”
Manstein was trembling as if he could not bear the humiliation of being in a place where there were military officers above him and even majors below him, as if he could even throw the white work gloves he was wearing on his hands in his face.
If he throws a working glove at my face, there will be a duel trial under the Empire’s noble law.
He doesn’t seem to have the confidence to beat me, the so-called Sword Master, so he just trembles.
I really don’t like the fact that the bastard who advocates spiritualism is so thorough in this regard.
“The empire must have been on the verge of ruin. Vast amounts of territory would have been lost to Warsaw, Czechia, Austria, Switzerland, François, the Confederation of Cities, etc., And if the worst happened, the empire would have literally collapsed. “A strategy planned so optimistically and not based on reality is scary, Lieutenant General Manstein.”
As soon as I said that, a mumbling sound was heard from under the podium.
I can’t hear what everyone is saying, but seeing as the Minister of Military Affairs and my father-in-law don’t stop me, I don’t think I did anything wrong.
And as I was explaining the plan that Manstein had set up, I also got a little angry.
So, we decided to put on a performance to show that this kind of bullsh*t is an idea that is perfect for getting insulted by everyone and ruining your own reputation just by saying it out loud.
His Majesty the Emperor, who was strapped to my waist, pulled out the sword he had been using just a moment ago.
With a silver-shining sword, I swung it with the conviction that, as the sword of the Empire and His Majesty, I would cut down the bastards who stand in the way of the prosperity and peace of the Empire.
Of course, I didn’t hit Manstein’s neck or hurt him.
I just cut the rank insignia hanging on the guy’s uniform shoulder and knocked it off.
“Staff officers who cannot see reality clearly cause harm to the empire. Therefore, on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor, Captain Peter von Jaeger advises you to be discharged now. “Please leave immediately.”