Crack! Bang! Bang!

Command subordinates properly even during a dangerous situation. Able to cope well against situations like ambushes and night attacks.

Fortify LV.8: When defending a fort, increase the morale of ally troops and increase your ability to command.

Not only were these two traits applicable to the present situation, but their levels were as high as 7 and 8.

The soldiers fought inebriated with a new fervor that they themselves 

not know the source of.

Due to this, the enemies’ relentless attacks on the fort began to waver 

Frederic was

 impressed with how well Crow Fortress was holding up.

The White Crow was a nickname that stuck to Nelson.

After having served at the Western Front for so long, Nelson was a more well-known figure to enemies 

‘That makes this fort all the more valuable. The Command Center cannot possibly ignore 

me bringing

the head of the White Crow.’

Being stuck in a looming internal political crisis of 

 a 

, Frederic was eager for a battlefield merit.

And so 

e absolutely

“Divide the troops into 

 groups and start attacking in rotations.”

“There’s no need to press them f

y. 

 ensure that the enemy cannot rest.”

Coming to the conclusion that the fortress would not fall any time soon, Frederic prudently chose a tactic that would guarantee their victory.

Presently, his enemy was merely in a state of struggling beyond their means.

No matter how much their morale had increased, all humans had a limit to their stamina.

Utilizing their advantage of superior numbers, Frederic intended to attack the enemy in 

 so they could not rest.

As the enemy troops divided into groups and started attacking in waves, Nelson also promptly split his forces.

Out of the 300 troops, 50 at a time were to withdraw and take a compulsory four-hour 

Nelson issued this mandatory decree to his subordinates.

Asking them to sleep when the din of war reached their ears was no simple request, but things would not last if they did not at rest like this at least.

This was because the troops needed to fight incessantly for 20 hours once their allocated resting time ended.

‘How long can we hold out like this?’

Nelson was well aware that he had applied all the best countermeasures he could in his shoes

More precisely, he knew well that the ally troops’ endurance could not hold up the longer the battle went on.

Although they may have survived the first day some way or another, the allied troops looked considerably more haggard.

 second day, some soldiers began reaching their 

But every time a critical 

, Nelson’s leadership as a commander 

Nelson personally running back and forth along the ramparts facing off against the enemy - with Kerber also fighting to his utmost alongside him - was enough to boost the defenders’ morale.

“Do not give up! We will not hand 

to the Republican dogs!”

At this point, the troops were fighting with pure grit and spirit rather than stamina.

 actuality, Nelson only felt like a cruel truth was

 closer and closer 

‘We can’t win. We can’t win at this rate.’

There was no way they could sustain this battle while squeezing out 

Nelson was all too aware.

And then on the third day…

The thing they feared most happened at last.

Crack… crrrrrack!

One part of the fort’s wall began collapsing.

The wall had finally reached the end of its durability after two days of endless battering all over the place.

Ka-thump!

A spot in the ramparts eventually broke.

And through that spot, the soldiers of the Republic rushed in like a broken dam.

he first person the Republican troops faced as they rushed in was…

With a thunderous roar, Nelson met them wielding a 

 chainsword, with Kerber alongside him.

Nelson had served up his whole life 

 the Western Front.

Although he 

distanced from a successful career path, his one pride was that he had steadfastly protected this frontier all this time.

And that pride was in danger of being stepped on.

At this moment, embers in Nelson’s heart that he thought long 

 were relit.

Whoosh!

Having stayed at the highest level of an ordinary User until now, Nelson reached the Expert level in this moment of extreme danger.

This was outside expectations for Nelson himself.

Well over 20 years had already passed since his swordsmanship plateaued.

He had 

believing that he 

 to be an Expert.

As such, he had no idea that he would 

this wall after all this time.

It was as if the gods had gifted him this blessing, since today could very well become his last.

“Ha… hahahaha… very good. Let’s go out with a show!”

With a boisterous laugh, Nelson began fighting valiantly.

His form was not that of an old and seasoned commander, but 

vigorous knight 

 years younger.