415 – Jericho’s Wall (3)
Siloam… A song that healed the hearts of those who suffered for four weeks in the unfamiliar environment of Nonsan Training Center.
The imperial officers began chanting earnestly to forget their fears as they walked to the walls where the enemy was waiting.
“Sing loudly! In hell! In despair! “Let’s go in search of hope!”
Peter Yeager did not specifically teach lyrics and rhythm to the entire army.
The priests serving in the military continued to sing the song while circling around the Polsky Castle for over an hour, so there were some among the officers and soldiers who memorized the song.
And the soldiers also sang along to forget their fear.
“In hell! In despair! “Let’s go in search of hope!”
As the entire imperial army began to sing this song as they advanced to the walls of Polsky Castle, the atmosphere on the battlefield began to heat up.
The fear of not knowing when I might die began to settle in a corner of my mind.
They began to have a well-founded confidence that they would definitely win against the evil Warsaw hillbillies over there.
“Even though the bell rang and the rooster crowed, there was only despair in my eyes!”
As the atmosphere of the Reich Imperial Army improved, the atmosphere of the Grand Duchy of Warsaw Army worsened.
One soldier was so scared and anxious that he started biting his nails.
“What, those crazy people… Are Deus really siding with the Reich Imperial Army?”
Another soldier broke into a cold sweat all over his body and his knees were numb.
“It’s not like protecting a castle, it’s a siege. “People are dying unilaterally, and even colleagues are dying in droves?”
Some of the non-commissioned officers swung their swords here and there to scare them.
“Did you enjoy the sights? Did you enjoy the sights, you bastards? Throw arrows and stones! “Kill all those bastards!”
Even those who were scaring me couldn’t hide the fact that I was sweating out of fear, and I thought to myself,
Seeing them overcome that extreme fear and come back smiling and singing, I think it would be right for the real Deus to bow down to them.
‘And are we all left behind?’
From the walls of Polski Castle, countless arrows, stones, magic, and ballista arrows rained down on the Reich Imperial Army.
Those who were hit by arrows died while spitting out words and last words.
Those hit by stones, magic, or ballista either died instantly or were unable to move due to serious injuries and screamed.
“My arms, my legs! “Save me, no, kill me!”
“Maria, Maria… I promised that I would return alive…”
“Polsky, you heretics, how dare you blow off my shoulder.”
When such people appear, at least the immediate surroundings should show signs of agitation, but there was no sign of fear or intimidation from the imperial soldiers.
Instead, they just cheer and sing and appear to be enjoying themselves as much as possible, like young people having fun at a village festival.
“Deus, I will thank you! Give me this city! “Please show me that great miracle!”
“Long live Deus! Long live Deus!”
“Avenge Bastion! Let’s not forget Director Landel’s noble sacrifice!”
However, the imperial army officers were well aware of the emotions hidden behind it.
“It is, after all, a miracle of Deus. “To even cover up the soldiers’ fearful feelings with such a joyous military song.”
However, the only people within the Imperial Army who knew the truth were the ‘Engineer Command’ and a few high-ranking priests…
“Did Marshal Jaeger’s fervent faith and the prayers of the imperial soldiers reach Deus?”
“Are miracles really happening that we couldn’t even imagine? Well, if it’s not someone else but Marshal Yeager…”
“Deus will also use him. “As always.”
Among the officers of the Reich Empire, Peter Jaeger was unintentionally gaining the image of a devout believer.
If Peter Yeager himself had heard it, he would have laughed out loud.
All of the officers who would become the source of these rumors truly thought so.
Otherwise, the enemy, who has no knowledge of composition or music, would not have been able to create such an exciting and catchy song in just one day.
Peter Yeager watched the situation closely and gave an order.
“Concentrate your magic and catapult fire on the castle walls! Show me clearly the punishment of Deus! Deus Bolt!”
The wizards followed the command and cast magic on the castle wall.
“Get down! “f*ck, lie down!”
“When the imperial soldiers start coming up, the magic won’t fly! “Until then, put your face on the ground!”
“Place yourself behind the castle!”
Warsaw soldiers and officers on the walls tried to increase their chances of survival as much as possible by attaching themselves to the back of the castle or lying down on the ground.
“The Reich Imperial Army are no better than dogs!”
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“Ugh!”
“Dirty imperial bastards… Deserve heavenly punishment.”
After the magic salvo, the Reich Imperial Army prepared to climb the castle wall in earnest.
“Climb up the castle wall! “It is time to show Deus’ punishment with your own eyes!”
“Kill every single one of them! Don’t discriminate between adults, children, women, and the elderly!”
“These are people who follow the evil archduke. Pull it out by the roots.”
As the Imperial soldiers began to climb the walls, the Warsaw soldiers did their best to stop them.
“Kill! “Those imperial bastards who are no better than dogs must be slaughtered!”
“Don’t leave a single person alive! Fight for your family. “We are not heretics!”
“Long live Warsaw! Long live Deus!”
They overturned ladders, smashed heads with stones, stopped them with huge hammers and maces, and fired arrows at them.
“Holy sh*t, it hurts so bad…”
“The ladder overturns! Everyone avoid it! “If you don’t want to get lost!”
“Going over! Let’s go!!”
In contrast to those who resisted so hard, the imperial soldiers continued to climb the castle wall while singing to forget their fear.
“In hell, in despair! “Let’s go in search of hope!”
“Do not tremble! Move forward! Sing loud! “Overcome the fears that Satan gives you!”
“Long live the Reich Empire! “Even when the bell rang and the rooster crowed, I saw only despair!”
After three months of only hearing stories about Bastion Castle, let’s add a lively military song to the soldiers who came all the way here.
On the outside, they advanced like an army from hell that felt no fear, or rather, like a horde of zombies as they say in Korea, where Peter Yeager lived.
Even when his comrades died, he washed away his fear and sadness by singing military songs.
“Corporal Martin! Argh! Oh Lord! To you!”
After climbing the ladder, I continued shouting loudly.
“Thank you! “Give me this city!”
The Warsaw soldiers who saw and heard this naturally felt afraid, and some weak-hearted men, women, and children wet themselves.
“Ah, ah… Ugh! “Crazy guys!”
This is because it was difficult to maintain one’s sanity after seeing these people singing happily and repeatedly killing their enemies in a war where they did not know when they would die.
People who were already immersed in fear and mental exhaustion were unable to maintain their sanity when faced with these crazy people.
“hehehehe!”
If Peter Yeager had seen it, there was a crazy person who suffered from a phenomenon in which his brain was temporarily destroyed due to so-called fear and fear, which he would call PTSD.
A soldier who has thrown away his weapon and just runs forward without any thought and with unfocused eyes.
The soldiers and officers of the Imperial Army who saw such a man became more confident.
‘Ah, Deus really performed a miracle. Otherwise, there would be no way for an enemy soldier to suddenly go crazy.’
Imperial soldiers who did not know and saw with their own eyes a person suffering from inexplicable PTSD misunderstood this as the power of Deus.
“Deus handed over your life to me, so you deserve to die!”
The soldier who ran without thinking had his head broken and died.
Some officers were horrified to see this strange phenomenon, but now was the time to focus on raising the morale of our troops.
“Deus is with us! Sing and rejoice! “We will win!”
Then, he himself fought in the vanguard on the castle wall, singing in a loud voice along with the soldiers.
Some officers died in the process.
Because I didn’t know about the power of singing and about those who are obsessed with a condition called PTSD.
“Long live the Reich Empire! Long live the Reich Reich!”
“Deus protects us! “Leave nothing behind in Warsaw!”
“Show clearly the power of the imperial army!”
The soldiers and officers mistakenly thought that all of this was really helping God.
Of course, a messenger ran to Peter Yeager to deliver this news.
“I will report to the enemy!”
The messenger’s face was very flushed and full of smiles.
“Perhaps thanks to Deus’s support, the morale of the soldiers fighting on the walls is very high, and the enemy is having a very difficult time resisting the momentum of our army!”
“I see. And?”
“It also seems like Deus is working directly. Among the enemy soldiers, there were even those who abandoned their weapons and ran towards our troops with their eyes wide open!”
Peter Yeager was dumbfounded.
‘Why is there already PTSD, which is exclusive to the era when cannons and shells explode like crazy?’
However, he answered solemnly without showing any such sign.
“Deus is helping us. “Then now I will climb up the castle wall.”