Chapter 93.1: Devil’s Mountain Battle

Chapter 93.1: Devil’s Mountain Battle

The mountain from which the 3000 men of Silesie Kingdoms 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 hes 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. Youre 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) cant possibly have such feelings.

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

He stands upright even if hes 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 dont 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 Kingdoms 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 Devils Mountain, not a single immortal soldier will survive.

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

However, Forcas, the commander in chief, had not given up on winning. If they hit the enemys 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 cant even do that, whats 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!

She didnt want to use it because it might show the position of the headquarters but theres 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.

Dont, general! We should pull back. Hero-sama has asked me to protect you. I should be your shield. Ill hold off the enemy. Of course, I dont intend to die here.

Ano, Im..

Ahh! Marquis Danavan, why are you still here? Youre 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 hes only a figurehead, it would be a blow to the morale of the kingdoms 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 Kingdoms 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 cant be helped. Maquis Danavan, please hide behind the desk until I have slain all the enemies!

It is time for Ortholets long sword to work.

His swords name is Bocca Arou which means wolfs mouth. Otholets 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 wolfs 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 neighbors house.