Chapter 93.1 – Devil’s Mountain Battle

The mountain from which the 3000 men of Silesie Kingdom’s army had retreated to was a fortress. There is a mesh of intricate trenches and fortifications with stone cannons at various points.

General Forcas, commander of the imperial central army, rolled into the shadows while gritting his teeth to fight a disadvantageous battle.

Boom boom, cannonballs flew to the place where Forcas was.

What a horrible battlefield and he’s supposed to gather all of their attention.

「General Forcas, his highness Prince Freed wants us to charge. Please give us the order to charge.」

「Ahaha, idiot. You’re going to be shot from above.」

Forcas is a proud noble. He was angered at being accused of cowardice but quickly sighed.

There immortal soldiers(robots) can’t possibly have such feelings.

The immortal soldier messenger looks unconcerned as they parry the enemy’s bullets with their big shields.

He stands upright even if he’s shot from above. He asks his commander, Forcas, to give them an order to charge.

The imperial immortal troops led by Forcas are indeed strong.

They don’t mind dying and even if there is a pit with pointed wooden stakes in front of them, they will jump into it without hesitation.

The next soldier that will step over the body of his dead comrade impaled with stakes can proceed with a nonchalant look on his face.

In that way, they force their way through the lethal traps set up by the Silesie Kingdom’s army in the midst of the rain of bullets and cannonballs. They are quite brave but there is too much sacrifice.

At this rate, by the time they completely conquered the Devil’s Mountain, not a single immortal soldier will survive.

The Golden Lion said that they only need to fight to attract the enemy’s attention and not fight to the death.

However, Forcas, the commander in chief, had not given up on winning. If they hit the enemy’s command post, they would not be able to fire and shell in a coordinated manner.

Strong force is meaningless if its weak point is controlled by the enemy.

If he can’t even do that, what’s the point of Forcas being the commander?

This “almighty” Forcas is crawling on the ground and rolling around in a hail of bullets to find it!

Think, think. A place where you can see the whole area. The enemy general should be hiding there. They should be watching this battle.

「Right, in the middle! The area where the black cedars are covering the most should be the enemy’s command post.」

When he heard no response, he looked at the immortal soldier beside him. He’s already slouched down while holding his big shield.

The immortal soldier messenger died standing while waiting for Forcas’ order as he was hit in the head by a bullet.

Forcas jumped out to the safety of the shadows since there was another incoming hail of bullets.

Then, he commanded the remaining immortal soldiers to strike the heart of the enemy!

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「General Ortholet, the enemy’s movement has changed!」

Giney Rust, a female cannoneer with dull red hair, rushed into the headquarters.

She was a village girl and formerly a member of the Ona Village’s local guards and a veteran cannoneer who had studied artillery from Lyle-sensei from the beginning.

In the Volunteer Army of the Kingdom of Silesie, if you are recognized for your abilities, you will rise quickly in ranks.

Giney had risen from the rank of artillery captain after assisting in the assassination of the advance mage in the siege of the City of Spike.

And now, she’s currently an artillery commander(Artillery Battalion Commander) of the Devil’s Mountain, which holds countless of artillery.

Although Ortholet is the overall commander, he has no choice but to leave the artillery command to her.

Giney is blunt and doesn’t know how to talk with nobles but then again, Ortholet came from a poor military family.

The two of them fought in the siege of the City of Spike together so Ortholet is already familiar with her honest and unreserved personality.

「What do you mean, Giney-dono?」

「The enemy is concentrating its forces straight at us. They are moving as if they know that the general is here.」

Giney herself lit the fuse of the headquarters’ projectile cannon.

She didn’t want to use it because it might show the position of the headquarters but there’s no point in being cautious of it now. The enemy is just below them.

「That only means that the time for me to use my sword has come.」

He pulled out his long sword and started walking towards the enemies.

「Don’t, general! We should pull back. Hero-sama has asked me to protect you. I should be your shield. I’ll hold off the enemy. Of course, I don’t intend to die here.」

「Ano, I’m…..」

「Ahh! Marquis Danavan, why are you still here? You’re the commander in chief so escape now!」

Ortholet became impatient when he found that Marquis Danavan was still there, trembling while holding his flintlock.

Even if he’s only a figurehead, it would be a blow to the morale of the kingdom’s army if the commander in chief had been killed.

That seems to be a lie seeing how he is lightly treated.

Marquis Danavan, the lord of Est, the heart of the Kingdom of Silesie, is an indispensable figure in the current Kingdom’s government.

From the outside, they started to hear the clamor of the immortal soldiers of the enemy fighting with their allies who were trying to hold them off.

It seems like Marquis Danavan can no longer escape.

「General Ortholet, the enemy is already here!」

「It can’t be helped. Maquis Danavan, please hide behind the desk until I have slain all the enemies!」

It is time for Ortholet’s long sword to work.

His sword’s name is “Bocca Arou” which means “wolf’s mouth”. Otholet’s bluish sword is a sword that is passed down from generation to generation of their family.

Every time it is wielded, the famous sword echoed like a wolf’s howl.

The voices in the corridor of the headquarters have already quieted down. Swinging it in the air, Ortholet waited for the enemy.

「I wonder if this is the headquarters.」

A man with sooty flaxen hair enters the headquarters while carrying an estoc. It was a light greeting as if he had just wandered into a neighbor’s house.