Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

The troops marched for about two days.

We finally set up camp in the wilderness next to the city of Mazig.

Isaac then entered the makeshift command room.

In the command center, the commanders of the various army groups were already waiting for Isaac's arrival.

When they saw Isaac enter, everyone stood up.

"You've arrived, Your Excellency Isaac."

Many of them had heard Isaac's tactical theories before, and they were all convinced that the Commander-in-Chief had given Isaac the position of combat commander.

However, a few people had reservations about appointing a foreign kid as the combat commander, but they didn't show it.

“Everyone’s here, so let’s discuss how to attack…” Isaac got straight to the point.

"I don't think there's any need to discuss it. Mazig City doesn't have many troops, while we have so many more. Wouldn't it be better to just break through their defenses directly?"

Before Isaac could finish speaking, an officer interrupted him with a disdainful look.

He was also one of the army group commanders. He had not attended the last meeting and did not know who Isaac was. He was very dissatisfied with Isaac's appointment as the combat commander.

Incidentally, the instructors Isaac had previously plastered on the ceiling were all his soldiers.

Isaac looked at the person in front of him and asked, "Who are you?"

"Commander of the Eighth Army Group, my name is..." He said this with an arrogant expression.

“I have no interest in knowing your name,” Isaac said casually.

"What?!" The officer was furious upon hearing Isaac's words.

But before he could speak, Isaac interrupted, "Are you the commander or am I the commander? Did I tell you to babble? If you dare to say another word while I'm speaking, I'll rip your head off and stuff it in your ass."

Chapter 49: The Mad Isaac

Upon hearing Isaac's words, the officer was already furious.

"You bastard, who do you think you are..."

Bang!

Before he could finish speaking, Isaac kicked him in the stomach.

He was sent flying by the heavy blow, and before he could catch his breath, Isaac pulled out a pistol from his waist and shoved it into his mouth.

"Waaah!"

The gun barrel was stuck in his mouth, preventing him from making a sound.

He saw that the safety on the gun in his mouth was always off.

He really will kill himself!

This time, he was truly afraid.

"Sir Isaac, please calm down!" The other army group commanders nearby hurriedly called out to Isaac, "Please don't act rashly."

It's not a good thing for an army group commander to die before even entering the battlefield.

“I’m not impulsive. Can’t you see this commander is still alive and kicking?” Isaac said slowly.

However, others noticed that Isaac had a smile on his face.

A strange and dangerous smile...

Ignoring the others, Isaac looked at the officer whose mouth he had shoved with a gun, who dared not move an inch.

"I think even if my marksmanship is terrible, in this situation, if I just pull the trigger, your head will be smashed like a watermelon!"

Isaac emphasized the word 'bang,' and his finger was deliberately on the trigger, as if he would pull it at any moment.

"Waaaaah!!"

The officer was still unable to utter a sound, but his eyes were filled with fear, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.

This guy is an absolute madman!

“My mission here is to support you until victory, and for that I must endure days here without pay or reward,” Isaac said slowly.

"So your foolish behavior is slowing down the end of the war, which means delaying my return."

At this point, he glanced at the officer who was almost scared to death.

“You can disobey my orders, but only if you can find a better solution than mine. Otherwise, I will have to send your body back to your hometown with heavy heart.”

The eerie smile on Isaac's face as he spoke sent chills down his spine, and a sense of fear began to creep into his heart.

"I hope that in the future, when I give orders, I'll hear 'Yes, sir!' instead of some useless nonsense. Do you understand what I mean?"

The officer, with a gun stuffed in his mouth, could only nod and could not speak.

Now he could only hope that the madman wouldn't accidentally pull the trigger.

"Hey~ that's more like it."

The pistol was removed from the officer's mouth, and he collapsed to the ground, coughing incessantly.

"After all, I'd rather see enemy corpses littering the ground, not yours."

Isaac looked at the saliva-covered pistol with disgust, then disassembled it after a flash of electricity.

The officers around him looked at Isaac with a hint of fear in their eyes.

"Very good, let's begin the meeting now."

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Isaac's strategy for this mission is to take Mazig City with minimal casualties.

"All army groups should assemble on the flanks of the Mazig Line. Do not advance forward. Use mortars to bombard the enemy's line extensively to create a breach. Then, the moment the breach is opened, temporarily form an army group to enter through the breach and destroy the enemy's main buildings."

Isaac was pointing and gesturing on the sand table in the center of the command room, discussing tactics with the army group commanders.

"I will provide you with high-explosive shells and some poison gas shells, so that we can break through the defenses before the enemy can react. But remember, the army groups used for the assault must be mobile, that is, fully equipped with vehicles."

"Yes!"

Upon hearing Isaac's instructions, all the army group commanders immediately agreed and went out to issue orders to their respective troops.

Everything is ready.

"By the way, Your Excellency, we would like you to give a speech to these soldiers."

After discussion, the commander decided to have Isaac, who was in charge of the operation, give a pep talk to the soldiers who were about to go into battle to boost their morale.

"A final mobilization? Fine."

As Isaac said this, he walked out of the command room.

When they arrived at the soldiers' encampment, they found that all the soldiers had already assembled.

He saw thousands of soldiers sitting upright below.

The soldiers looked at the boy. Although they had heard that the commander of this operation was a boy, they were still quite surprised when they actually saw him.

Walking onto the stage, Isaac picked up the microphone, coughed twice, and slowly began to speak:

"Gentlemen..."

The soldiers below also looked at Isaac on the platform, wondering what the young combat commander had to say.

"Can anyone tell me what your mission is?"

The soldiers below the stage began to stir with anticipation.

They didn't understand why Isaac would ask such a question.

One of the soldiers raised his hand.

"Report! The enemy must be driven out!"

Isaac looked at the soldier, a slightly sinister smile appearing on his face.

"Incorrect answer!"

"?"

The soldier had no idea what he had said wrong.

"You don't know? Then let me tell you." Isaac brought the microphone closer and suddenly shouted:

"It's annihilation! Annihilation without leaving a single one alive! Tear every enemy you see to shreds!!"

Isaac's sudden roar sent a shiver down the spines of all the soldiers.

Isaac's speech continued.

"This land right in front of you! Even Mazig City! It should belong to you! But those blind bastards from Caldaric dare to invade the land that rightfully belongs to you! Tell me loudly! Can you tolerate this!"

"cannot!!"

The soldiers below roared in unison; Isaac's voice had already triggered their nerves.

“Very good! Once the enemy leaves, they will laugh at your inability to kill them, and then be ready to come back at any time! So what we need is not their escape, but their corpses! Only walls built with their corpses can protect your homeland.”

The soldiers didn't speak, but their eyes were already starting to bleed.

“Each of you soldiers, including myself, is insignificant. Even if we die on the battlefield, it will have no impact on the world. The sun will still rise the next day.”

After a pause, Isaac suddenly raised his voice:

"But! Even though we are insignificant, we can still create our own value. Even though we are insignificant, we can still bring fear to our enemies and protect your country!"

As Isaac spoke, he stretched out his hands as if in praise of something, and his smile changed from ferocious to manic.

"The enemy is right in front of us! Let those trash like Galdarik see that even we, insignificant as we are, can become their nightmare. So there's only one thing we need to do!"

"Go create hell!!"

"May those bastards who dared to lay a finger on your country regret it forever in hell!!"

After Isaac finished speaking, the soldiers below roared in deafening force.

"kill!!"

"Annihilate them!"