407 – Siege of Polska (3)
“Ugh, f*ck.”
“… We need to kill those damn Warsaw guys over there…”
“Go forward with as much space as possible! “Don’t make a f*cking fuss for no reason!”
The soldiers of the Reich Imperial Army slowed down and began to advance slowly towards the walls of Polski Castle.
This is because the closer you get, the more exposed you are to enemy attacks from the castle walls, who return fire with arrows and magic.
Because of this, the advancing soldiers were delayed, but they were not tied up.
Every time one of our soldiers died, the Reich Imperial Army soldiers gritted their teeth and became angry rather than trembling in fear.
Burning his will to kill at least one more person, he anxiously waited for a ladder to be hung on the castle wall and a full-fledged war to begin.
“Those dirty Warsaw bastards, the enemies of my family and our village… I will kill every single one of them.”
“My older brother and my cousin both died because of those bastards. “You enemies!”
“Because of those bastards, my house and fields were all burned down. “I will not forgive you.”
Feelings of resentment at losing one’s family, friends, and brothers, anger at having one’s property stolen, and anger at being oppressed by fear that one cannot resist.
In addition, the Reich Imperial Army, which upheld the cause that what it was doing was unconditionally right, was telling the soldiers of Warsaw.
It looked like a reaper from a movie.
“That’s not a f*cking human! Shinigami, Shinigami! “We are all dead.”
“If I had known this would happen, I would have just surrendered instead of entering this damn castle.”
“I never thought I’d be dealing with crazy people like that!”
The imperial soldiers, obsessed with controlled madness, burning murderous intent, and a desire for revenge, have yet to hang ladders on the castle walls.
Many of those inside the castle had already lost the will to continue the battle.
The Allied ambassadors who were watching the scene were so shocked that they could not speak.
From a common sense point of view, even if the Reich Empire came to attack the castle with 1 million troops.
It is a well-known fact that since you have to attack the castle, you are at a much disadvantageous position strategically.
Therefore, the people who are scared or nervous before the actual battle begins are not the Warsaw guys who are protected by the Polski Wall, but the Imperial soldiers who have to hit that strong wall with their bare bodies.
Isn’t the million-strong army led by Peter Jaeger marching proudly without any hesitation even while looking at the huge wall that is several meters high?
They all didn’t say anything, but they all thought the same thing.
‘If we fight with these crazy people, our country will be destroyed like Warsaw.’
When the Reich soldiers approached the walls, the imperial military band began playing drums and trumpets loudly.
The beat was fast, but the melody seemed to be filled with hate, anger, and hatred toward the enemy.
This song began to be played at a time when the soldiers were under great psychological pressure as they looked at the castle walls that were far higher than their height.
And the officers shouted loudly.
“Remember Bastion!”
“Kill the Warsaw bastards who killed your family, friends, and brothers! “Kill every single one of them!”
“Remember Director Randel’s sacrifice!”
The soldiers gritted their teeth once again as they heard the story.
Because, on their way here, they heard dozens or hundreds of times in the name of education about how terrible the fight was in Bastion.
So, we knew that those who died there were not just soldiers, but also women, children, and the elderly, and everyone also knew how viciously they fought and died until the very end.
So it was easy to imagine.
If they had lived in Bastion, their wives and children would have been caught up in such a tough fight and died.
And that he must have come here, wailing after losing everyone and holding the sword of revenge.
Meanwhile, there is another thing I have heard countless times on the way here.
‘If the Grand Duchy of Warsaw is not destroyed, a Bastion-like hell will unfold throughout the Reich Empire.’
That’s why they ignited their will to protect their friends, family, and brothers and to avenge their enemies.
The instinct of fear, deep in my heart, disappeared without a trace as the will for revenge burned.
“Hold the ladder! Kill everyone on the castle! Build a Bastion!”
At the same time as those words were uttered simultaneously, numerous imperial soldiers clung to each other like a swarm of ants and began climbing the ladder.
Of course, the soldiers and civilians of Warsaw were not idiots who sucked their fingers when they heard that the enemy was coming to kill them, so they tried to respond somehow, pounding their numb legs with their fists in fear.
Arrows, ballistae, stones, and boiling oil were rained down on those climbing the ladder.
“Kill all those monsters! “We must kill at least one more so that no one can climb up!”
“Ugh, sh*t. “Those monsters!”
“What is Bastion, so damn bad?! “If you want to live, kill them all!”
The Warsaw soldiers were not afraid of death and randomly slaughtered the crazy imperial soldiers and officers who were climbing the walls like a swarm of ants.
If 5 soldiers tried to climb the ladder.
Three to four of them died instantly or were seriously injured after being hit by arrows, stones, or magic while on or trying to climb the ladder.
“Ugh! “Save people!”
“Do…ㄹ…”
“f*ck, I can’t believe I died in vain like this…”
It would be common sense that if someone died like this, the spirit of the Reich Imperial Army soldiers would decline.
The morale-boosting effect of Peter Yeager’s moral education, they were filled with a desire for revenge and were gnashing their teeth with hatred and anger, and even the music played by the military band strangely fueled their madness even further.
“hehehehe, you dirty and evil Warsaw bastards… You are trash that should not exist in this world…”
“How, how can these bastards wearing human skin even kill those struggling to survive in the castle? Since you couldn’t win, you denounced the people of Bastion as heretics and cursed them to hell, right?”
“It is God’s will to kill every single one of those guys!”
The imperial soldiers finally succeeded in crossing the castle wall by climbing over the corpses of their comrades.
Those who climbed onto the castle wall began to kill the enemies in front of them with overflowing anger, literally grinding them to pieces.
“People like this should not be left alive in the world!”
“Marshal Jaeger is watching us!”
“Long live the Reich Empire, long live your Majesty the Emperor! “Death punish the Grand Duchy of Warsaw!”
Meanwhile, Peter Jaeger, who was watching this scene, sighed.
“Hey, Captain Karl.”
“Basion Division Adjutant General! Captain Karl Falconheim!”
“You don’t have to repeat the name. Why is buying something so complicated? Look over there. Isn’t it truly a sight to behold? “It reminds me of Bastion.”
Karl chuckled after hearing that.
“We were lucky.”
“What does it mean to be lucky?”
If someone else had said this, Peter Yeager would have been so angry that he would have just blown his head off.
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However, he did not get angry and listened to the story that followed.
Carl, like Peter Jaeger, was not only the first to bring out the people’s will to fight in the hellish Bastion Castle, but he also fought until the end, and as such, he naturally expressed his opinions except for insulting remarks to those who died in Bastion. You can say that you have the right to do it.
“Won’t all the Warsaw bastards inside the castle die in this siege of Polska Castle? “Everyone, regardless of age or gender.”
“……”
“I was miserable, without any hope.”
“I guess it has to be that way. “It will have to be done that way.”
“But didn’t we somehow survive? “I was lucky in that respect.”
Peter Yeager quietly revealed his madness and anger.
“But the Warsaw guys are also lucky. We will not trample on their honor. I think that’s enough, if the reason they grabbed swords and spears was to protect their lives and get ahead in life. The reason the Bastion Division went to this war is to protect the empire and avenge their families.”
Peter Yeager did not look for words to refute.
“That’s right. So now is the time to show our strength in earnest.”
Then Peter Yeager drew the sword symbolizing the power and dignity of the enemy and raised it to the sky.
The eyes of everyone in the Bastion Division were focused on that.
“Gentlemen, we will now avenge our brothers and sisters who died miserably. In addition, the survivors will fight a fierce battle to protect their hometown. “I won’t tell you not to be afraid.”
Peter Yeager took a moment to catch his breath and spoke.
“Trust me, just like you did in Bastion. Fight to protect your family’s home, fight to protect their lives. And I will take all responsibility, even if Deus throws me into hell. Bastion Division, advance!”
At the same time as those words were said, the Bastion Division, which had been trained in the most brutal battle among the million soldiers of the Reich Empire, moved.
And Peter Jaeger stood at the forefront of them and climbed the walls of Polsky Castle.