Chapter 420

EP.420

Half a day has passed since the Polsky Fortress wall collapsed.

All areas except the inner city where the royal palace of Polsky Castle was located were in the hands of Peter Jaeger and the imperial army.

As Peter Jaeger had long recommended, anyone who sneaked out of the castle or was not holding a shield in their hand was killed without mercy, even if they were civilians.

The imperial army was attacking with all its might to capture the last remaining palace of the Grand Duke of Warsaw.

“die! You evil Warsaw scum!”

“Unlike the damn Polsky Castle walls, the palace walls are very low! Besides, if you enter the castle, it will be crowded with high-ranking people, so if you catch just one baron, your life will improve!”

“Wizards, unleash your magic! That palace is a building to be demolished anyway! “I think it will save the poor prisoners who will be mobilized for demolition the trouble!”

The wizards tried to burn the soldiers inside the palace walls with magic, and the soldiers used ladders to climb over the walls of the palace.

One drawback was that there were no siege weapons such as catapults or ballistas.

The lack of siege weapons was not a big problem for the soldiers and officers, who were happy that the siege that had lasted for over a month was now over and that it would lead to a complete victory for the empire. They were full of energy, almost like a festival.

“I wanted to destroy the palace at least once, and that wish finally came true.”

“Is this a romance? What is a romance?”

“Hang the ladder! “Cover me with the crossbow!”

Meanwhile, the faces of the Warsaw officers and soldiers who had retreated from the walls and entered the castle were filled with fear, and their hope had completely disappeared, so dark that they looked like dead people.

One officer went crazy screaming his fiancé’s name.

“Fuck you Reich bastards! Louise Louise!”

The soldiers who heard of their family’s death lost all hope and cried in despair, cursing the Reich Empire.

“Imperial Empire... you evil bastards! “You guys killed my wife and children...”

Because of this situation, the castle’s defenses were quite strong even though the morale of the soldiers locked in the palace was low.

However, that was only the external situation of the palace; the inside of the palace was already rotten and festering.

The Grand Duke of Warsaw has now given up everything and is sitting on the throne staring blankly ahead, while his ministers are fighting and pointing at each other.

“Count Balkan, you must open the palace gates and surrender right now! It’s not too late! “Are we all going to die like this?”

“Stop talking nonsense! baron! Have you lost your mind? Now, outside the palace walls, even the civilians in Polsky Castle are being massacred! But do you think anything will happen if we pray for our lives?”

“But do you still plan to die like this? “Shouldn’t we at least save our wife and children?”

The Grand Duke of Warsaw fell into endless despair as he watched this.

He continued to blame himself and blame his father for leaving him with a burden that he could not bear.

Sometimes, I tried slapping my cheek, wishing it was a dream, but all I found was that my own cheek tingled.

‘All of this is indeed reality.’

However, what made his heart more dizzy and painful was that the people who had said that they would only follow and serve him no matter what the situation were had turned into people like that.

The Archduke covered his head with both hands and muttered.

“This is all my virtue...”

The grand chief came up next to the grand duke.

“The door to His Majesty’s palace has been breached.”

Although he spoke in a low voice that only the Grand Duke could hear, the story soon spread to all the nobles here.

One of the barons sat down on the floor when he heard the story.

“Hey! Zero car!”

The door was broken with a bang, and inside was a mess, as if the nobles were in the midst of a civil war.

In the hallway of the throne room, there were nobles bleeding or dying.

“Ugh, those cowardly bastards...”

Some nobles were waving their swords and engaging in a duel.

“Count Dosky! If you can’t protect the Grand Duchy, what are you doing? “Shouldn’t we at least protect our honor at the moment of our country’s final destruction?”

“What do you mean honor? “I need it only when I’m alive and rich!”

Peter Yeager, seeing this, sighed in bewilderment.

“This is so pathetic.”

The nobles fighting inside were too focused on their own fights to notice Peter Yeager’s appearance a little later.

And their reactions were largely divided into two.

As soon as one saw Peter Yeager, one immediately put down the sword and took a surrendering stance.

“I surrender! So please spare me and Gasol’s life!”

As soon as the other saw Peter Yeager, they rushed at him with various weapons such as swords and short spears.

“Die, enemy of the Grand Duchy! “I will kill you and I will die too!”

Peter Yeager clicked his tongue when he saw the former, but when he saw the latter, he admitted that he still had at least a little bit of loyalty.

‘In this situation, it’s better for those who point their swords at me to be better than those who surrender.’

“I will deal with it myself.”

Saying that, Peter Yeager tightened his grip on the sword in his hand and cut down the nobles in the conference room one by one.

As each person fell, the Archduke felt more vividly that everything was over.

“Now everything is over.”

After a few minutes, all the nobles who had pointed their swords at Peter Yeager fell down and died.

Peter Yeager gave an order while looking at the dead people.

“They are nobles in name and appearance. Bury them with the minimum respect. And arrest His Highness the Grand Duke and the nobles who surrendered.”

“Yes, I understand!”

Peter Yeager thought about how to take advantage of this situation of complete victory and gave orders.

“Ask our ambassadors to come here. “We will negotiate here.”

After giving that command, the Archduke suddenly started running wild with his sword.

“At least you, the enemy of my Grand Duchy!”

Peter Yeager yawned and put down his sword.

“No, Marshal!”

I heard voices of concern behind me, but Peter Yeager could easily win a one-on-one match like the Archduke’s Sword even if he was wearing only armor.

As if to prove it, Jaeger held up a sword and kicked the charging Archduke’s waist hard to the side and beat him until his face was bruised without being killed or broken.

“Even if the country is ruined, as His Highness the Grand Duke, you must at least maintain your dignity. “Don’t worry, if you go to the Reich Empire capital, I will kill you in the most miserable and painful way possible.”

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