The Girl Who Eats the God of Death
Chapter 28 - The beans from Major taste bitter and sour

Second day of battle.

No large-scale conflict has happened like yesterday. The battle ended in small battles where only arrows were fired at each other.

Third Day.

The war is in a dead end. Both armies fell into a situation where they could not act. The two sides could only watch each other, and the sun set quietly.

Then Day Four.

The Yalder Legion reached near Carnas Highlands. Receiving that information, Barbora gave the order to start seizing Carnas again.

As planned, Octavio instructed the Schera and Konrad units to break up the enemy formation. Simultaneously, Barbora units and Borbon units advanced slowly to attract the enemy's attention.

The Liberation Army also deployed the main forces of Fynn, Behrouz and Altura.

This day of doom will be the most dreadful day of the Liberation War.

Under the scorching hot sun, which is unnatural for spring, the battle begins.

The Yalder Legion moved to the western side of the Carnas Plateau. Yalder frowned at the tight encampment built on the Highlands.

"It's bad. They were building a formation that was sturdier than expected. Breaking through it with a short time will weigh– the enemy commander seems quite competent."

"General, this is not a situation to praise them. We should hurry up and take that shot."

Sidamo gave a warning, and Yalder nodded saying that it was obvious.

"I know! Fire the fire signal! Tell the detachment forces on the other side to start an attack!"

"Ready-rush!"

Obeying Yalder's orders, a soldier issued a fire signal. This was to signal Schera and the others who had been deployed in the eastern part.

The plan was to divide the enemy's left wing and then suppress the Carnas Plateau from two sides. After that, they planned to take control of the place. The success of this plan lies in adjusting their time.

"Sidamo-o! Deploy infantry! Target, camp in the Carnas-Highlands! Coordinate their archer and rainbow units constantly! And destroy their defenses with a stone-thrower!"

"understandable. Envoy, tell all the infantry to move. Have engineers install stone throwers and then support the infantry. Forward while staying together!"

“Understanding-!”

After giving the envoy instructions, Sidamo observed the Carnas Plateau. From the camp on the high ground was fluttering the flag of the Liberation Army.

Almost all the garrisons were deployed against them. Which means the eastern side is quite vulnerable. If they attack there, it will surely change the course of the war. They cannot ignore this opportunity. It is his duty as a staff officer to take advantage of every opportunity.

"Rise everything! This battle will decide the fate of the Kingdom! We have to win!"

“UOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO–!!!!”

The Yalder cheered, and the soldiers who followed him from Antigua and Belta cheered in response to the word of encouragement from their commander.

The morale and training of these soldiers who had gone through many trials together was quite high among the Royal Forces. No one here will ignore the Kingdom.

–The battle took place in the western part of the Carnas Plateau.

* * *

The Borbon Division attracted the attention of right-wing misihu. Their leader, Major General Borbon, was a very passive and less assertive man, but this task was arguably a perfect fit for him.

He was always hesitant in everything and it took him a long time before making a decision.

"Borbon Commander! What orders!?"

“U, hmm. I received instructions from General Barbora to attack the enemy but...... Yep. Maybe we should attack? Or maybe survive. I didn't learn about this you know. To maintain the front line, first we have to–"

“Commander!”

"Wait, I'm still thinking. I was a man who managed to move up the ranks until Major General. No matter what the situation is, I have to move carefully. Losing here will create a situation where we will not be able to recover. If we don't use the time.... Let me think for a minute. In the simulation exercise, what did I do....?"

Leisurely, Borbon tried to remember the contents of his simulation. The staff of his subordinate officers approached, running out of patience, but Borbon did not care at all.

"Commander, we don't have time for that! The battle has begun! You should immediately give instructions to the soldiers-!"

"Shut up! I'm still thinking!"

"Commander!"

"Should we attack....? Should we hold on...."

Borbon doesn't know which is better. Should they attack? Or should they survive? He continued to hesitate, and could not give instructions to his subordinates. Ironically, it was better.

Facing them, the front-row Behrouz division of the Liberation Army attacked, but the Borbon division did not confront them, instead dodging, slick eel-kayaks.

Borbon's inability to make decisions eventually became an instruction on his men to make their own decisions according to the circumstances at the scene.

On the other hand, since Behrouz had a long experience in commanding, his subordinates obeyed his instructions obediently, believing that he would lead them to victory if they followed him.

The compliance resulted in delays in their movement, and they were unable to respond to the movements of the collapsed Royal Forces and adjust to the situation.

The most superiority of the commander of the vanguard of the Royal Army is not to die. He would fight in that way so as not to break military regulations, handle it appropriately, and then retreat. Then when he judged that there was a loophole to exploit, he would carry out an attack, adjusting himself.

Although their morale was low, they were the chosen troops trained by the late Sharov. There are many great people among the princes. Most likely, if Borbon commanded them directly, they would probably be cornered and defeated quickly. The man had no combat experience in leading the wings.

"Arrrrrgh, the enemy seems to be quite reliable-! They pretend to attack and then retreat, they retreat and attack. Avoid chasing too far, there is most likely an ambush-force! Don't suck!"

Behrouz slammed his command staff and went on a rampage. They are very difficult opponents to face. They skillfully repelled the momentum of his. It would be according to the enemy's plan if they chased too far like this.

"Commander, what if he orders a major assault? From what I saw, the enemy's movements were not commanded in such a deliberate manner. Should we apply more pressure and see how it works? Could be, they might be ruined."

A staff officer who doubted the leadership ability of the Royal commanders did not think that the commanders could command up to that. He felt that, likely, the stallion in the location moved according to his own judgment. Of course, Behrouz understands that, too. The enemy has no plan. From his years of experience, he understood this through his intuition, but Behrouz shook his head at the suggestion of the impatient officer. She put on an expression of regret.

"Our strategist strictly forbids massive attacks–, until his strategy is executed, we can't commit massive attacks, that's what he told me. Perhaps the enemy commander was a genius, or perhaps an idiot was beyond help. It's impossible for me to do what he did. Entrusting the command to the assessment at the scene, if it goes badly, the entire army will fall apart."

Right now, Behrouz must continue this strange battle as his main unit is ordered not to move.

The right wing had completely fallen into a dead end. Most likely, as the enemy wanted.

(Hold until the start of the operation! Losing and winning this battle depended on the command of the Master Strategist. You have to win any way. I'll give it to me, Mr. Diener!)

–Bertusburg Plain east: remis.

"Split the enemy's left wing."

After receiving Octavio's orders, the Schera Cavalry and Konrad's unit attacked ferociously, cutting the border area between the eastern plains and the Carnas Plateau.

The cavalry led by Schera broke through the formation of the Liberation Army, and charged forward while continuing to coordinate with Konrad.

"Colonel, so far everything has gone as planned. I'll send a signal to Major General Octavio!"

Katarina got off her horse and started preparing to let out a fire signal.

"All right, I'll leave the signal to you! Somebody, send Konrad contact. Tell him to keep his position until Major General Octavio arrives! After that, we will attack the Carnas-!!" Plateau!!"

"Ready!!"

"If we join forces with Konrad, our formation will be solid! Don't stop your movement! You're gonna get shot!! Keep moving and slaughter the enemies!!"

Schera raised her scythe and shouted. The morale of the cavalry increased drastically. A messenger began to move towards Konrad's unit.

They had already achieved their first goal of breaking down the enemy, but it was the same as splitting the ocean for a while.

If they don't build a dam soon, the water will swallow them up again. Around them, the Liberation Army began to reorganize their formation to encircle them, and it was only a matter of time until their preparations were complete.

The Schera cavalry had risked their lives to open a small hole. The invasion of the Octavio division was critical to the success of this operation.

The Schera cavalry numbered 3,000, Konrad's units numbered 5,000, and Octavio's divisions numbered 30,000. That was the total number of soldiers deployed to divide the enemy's left wing. If successful, the Carnas Plateau would be retaken, besides, they could even target the enemy's headquarters.

The orders given to them by the division commander Octavio were very simple and clear. As soon as the Schera Cavalry sent a fire signal, he would immediately give the order to attack.

For something as simple as that, even a weak-hearted Octavio could do it, that was Barbora's judgment.

"......Major General Octavio, fire signals have emerged from the Schera unit."

Guerard's aide reported to Octavio while observing using binoculars.

Octavio smiled cynically and replied,

"Kukuh–, the judgment of a novice officer who does not know the techniques of war is unreliable. I decide when to move the division. It's too early to attack. It's too early, don't you think?"

"Siap–, this opportunity looks premature. Too impatient to pursue achievement. Colonel Schera has been mistaken in his judgment. I'm sure the judgment of the man is polished through hundreds of battles. Major General Octavio, should take precedence."

"Fumu, then just like that. Contact all units. Tell them not to move until I signal. Prohibit them from moving no matter what. Dissenters will be burdened with violations of military regulations and will be given severe punishment, tell them that."

"Understanding. ......However, this was the same as the Major General's prediction. Your judgment amazes me."

Praise Guerard, and Octavio laughed cheerfully.

"It looks like the Star God is on our side. If General Barbora rises to the rank of Commander, I will definitely rise in rank as well. The rebel army will be wiped out, and its bully will die here. There will be no one to stand in my way. Of course, you'll follow me too. I'm not the one who forgets loyalty."

"Ready ndan–, I will follow you to the end of the world!"

"Alright then, we see together, the last moments of the little girl who was unaware of her position, the rumored 'God of Death's' fame crumble. What's he gonna die like? Kuhaha! It's really fun!"

Taking out the binoculars from his waist, he watched as he snorted to where the Schera unit was fighting. The Liberation Army quickly mobilized their forces to encircle Schera and the others. The loopholes they made by risking their lives closed without much resistance.

(Stupid girl. This is what you get for assuming you're with me. Kukuh–, cry, hate your own stupidity, then die–!)

–Octavio Division is not moving.

* * *

Without the support of Octavio's division on their rear, Schera and Konrad's units have been completely isolated. Not even an hour later, they were surrounded, and in a precarious situation, they began to be suppressed by the Liberation Army. Katarina sent fire signals many times, but Octavio showed no signs of moving. They just watched the Schera and Konrad units from a distance.

"Why, why don't they move!? If it's like this, the opportunities we create will be–"

Katarina threw out the empty fire-shooter cylinder. Schera calmed him down while smiling wryly.

"We were ignored by Octavio's trash. Very easy to understand."

"But why-!? If they don't move now, this operation will fail total–!"

"For that trash, I may be a bigger obstacle and distraction than the rebel forces. And also, he would throw away the victory, and he would choose the death of 8,000 soldiers. Didn't we?"

Shaking slowly the scythe that was perched on his shoulder, Schera told Katarina. While stroking the body of his new horse which he was still not used to riding.

As soon as he returns, he'll kill Octavio. Of course, he will be killed. Schera really intends to do it.

"N-I can't be."

Touching her glasses with trembling hands, Katarina was stunned. This kind of unreasonable thinking, letting their chances of victory disappear just like that was absurd. Why did such a moron get the position of division commander? That doesn't make any sense.

Even so, the reality was the same as Schera had said. Octavio's division isn't moving.

"......Colonels. In this case, we will be destroyed without being able to do anything. We have to leave one unit to buy time, and the other unit will attack the Carnas Plateau, as planned. Even at this moment, the Yalder Legion was carrying out an attack. We have to support him from here."

Konrad, who was bathed in sweat and dust, gave Schera advice while panting.

His infantry unit in the square formation put in great effort using bows and arrows and thrusting spears, not letting the enemy near.

Cavalry troops that can not stop, continue to move around in circles while facing the enemy. But even so, they were already at their limits. More and more enemy troops. Not long after, their defensive walls will be broken. The difference in their numbers is too far

"Although, we are not in a position to provide support, and if we do that, then it means–"

Katarina voiced her doubts. Konrad's proposal led to the sacrifice of a unit.

"Of course, they must be ready to be destroyed. Actually, they're definitely going to die. But, if we manage to recapture the Carnas Plateau, this battle can still be won. If we can't take that plateau and we are annihilated, this battle is tantamount to defeat for our side. So, we have to do whatever attack the risk is."

"Alright then, me and my cavalry will stay here. East of here can be seen the flag of the Supreme Commander of the rebel forces. I think maybe Altura was there. If we kill him, this battle will end, right? We'll act as a distraction, and kill the lead of these dogs while we're distracting them."

Schera pointed at the enemy ranks in the distance. On the Liberation Army's flag there is a royal family emblem. It was Altura's flag.

Still, no matter how one gave a theory, attacking that place was impossible. They had to break through the many rows of formations that were around the place, and then had to destroy the camp's defenses. If one considers that the enemy will come in support from all four sides, then it is impossible to overturn heaven and earth.

No matter how hard Schera struggled, she would not be able to survive the rain of arrows. Although Schera can survive, his horse will not be able to. The moment he lost his mount, the dka would be immediately surrounded by the infantry and would eventually be killed. Konrad shook his head and refuted Schera's opinion.

"Colonel, with your Cavalry, you can break through this siege and attack the Carnas Plateau. Also, my infantry doesn't have that much mobility. Let us stay."

"Major Konrad. Rank is absolute in unity. Didn't you say that yourself a few days ago? The orders of an officer superior are absolute. That's what it means to be a soldier. Obey my orders. Your unit will carry out an attack on the Carnas Plateau."

Schera dropped an arrow that shot towards him, and gave the order. He took out a scythe from his waist and threw it at the man commanding the archers in the distance. The scythe stuck on the man's chest protector, and the target immediately stopped breathing. The Liberation Army archers were shocked, and stopped their attacks for a while.

Assuming there's nothing more to talk about. Schera decided to give the order to attack Altura's camp.

Konrad let out a long sigh, and let out something. This method will be much faster than talking to this girl.

".....You haven't changed at all since Belta huh, Colonel Schera. Even if it's on the verge of death, you can still be that relaxed."

"Talking like this is a lot of fun for you rather than an awkward formality. Also, if you understand, go there quickly. We have to kill the rebel leader. No time for casual conversation."

Konrad pulled the bridle that Schera was holding, and took out two large beans. There's one roasted bean with an X mark.

Roasted beans, a product of Belta that Schera wanted before the battle.

".....We'll decide with this. Just like we did in Belta. The one who gets the nuts that have the mark is the winner. The winner will go to Carnas, and he will remain here to buy time. Okay?"

"......I'm actually willing to refuse, but you're definitely not going to accept it, are you?"

Schera asked with an astonished expression.

Konrad nodded.

"That's right. Listen to your senior opinion."

".....Alright. Quickly do. We're running out of time."

Konrad shuffled the two nuts in his hand, and held one in each of his hands. Schera chose the left hand. When Konrad's large, blood-soaked hand was opened, there was a bean with an x.

".....Your luck is good, Colonel Schera. As agreed, you are the winner. The Colonel will go to the Carnas Plateau. .......The rest leave it to me."

Conrad gave the marked nut to Schera, and hid the other.

"Pointing your right hand. Open your right hand and point it at me, Major."

Ignoring Schera's words, Konrad stuffed the nut in his left hand into his mouth and chewed it excessively.

"There's no time, Colonel. Get to the Highlands as soon as possible!"

Shouted Konrad, and Schera silently turned the head of her horse. Promise is a promise. He was the winner, and Konrad lost. That's how it is.

".......Katarina–, get the cavalry to form a formation!! We will move towards the Carnas-!!" Plateau!!"

“S-ready-!! Copy!”

"Konrad, I'll leave the rest to you. If there's a long life we can see you again."

"Send me-!! Someday, let's meet again!"

Konrad split his unit into three, and he sent one of them north as bait and the other one advanced by making the camp of Supreme Commander Altura their target. The latter unit will support the Schera invasion to the point of final bloodshed.

None of them had any hope of coming home alive.

The enemy must protect Altura while preventing their retreat and preventing the Schera invasion. His combat formation would definitely be chaotic.

Conrad will take part in the attack on Altura's camp. He had already made up his mind to lift his spear until his last breath.

Schera rearranged the cavalry, and made an attack on Carnas.

Konrad's infantry broke through the enemy ranks to support them. The exhausted soldiers died one by one, but the Schera Cavalry continued to advance.

Konrad looked at the Death God one last time, and carved the scene tightly into his eyes.

Although a little girl, she was a brave woman like from a fairy tale. But even so, he had a great disposition, as well as behavior and expression that did not match a hero.

Konrad could not help but laugh sarcastically.

A senior officer staff standing beside him spoke to him.

"Major, I have something good, can we lift it? You'll be pretty happy with him, too, Major."

“......What's that?”

“This.”

The senior officer's staff issued was, the flag of the already destroyed Fourth Army. Which now has the coat of arms of the late David.

"allow it. Hmph, you're a good hoarder."

"I don't really like General David, but you've taken care of us, Major. Getting this far with you is an honor."

The surrounding soldiers looked at Konrad, and nodded in agreement. Then they pointed to Altura's camp in the distance.

Everyone made their resolve.

"......Excuse me. I'll have you guys stand by me until the end."

"Ready–!!"

"The Fourth Squad of the Yuze Kingdom, the Belta Infantry Battalion, started the attack!! Show our courage to them!! Dig the head of Altura, leader of the liberation army!! Move-forward!"

The flag of the Fourth Army was flying magnificently.

Konrad raised his spear and started running, acting as the front row.

The soldiers followed him. Everyone was tired, and their breathing was already muddled. The rain of arrows created many corpses.

Even so, they still stormed the enemy ranks while shouting loudly and showing no fear.

"LIVE THE FOURTH ARMY! LIVE THE KONRAD BATTALION!!"

"LIVE THE KINGDOM OF YUZE-!!"

"ATTACK-!!"

"Face-up!!"

Conrad's spear stabbed the throat of a Liberation Army soldier. He immediately retracted it and dropped the body of a young soldier.

“UOOOOOOOOOOOO–!!!”

* * * *

"The royal soldier strikes! Get ready!"

"Are they not afraid of death!?"

"Don't let them break through! In front of them was Princess Altura's camp!"

"The enemy divides itself into three directions! S-Please give the order to chase-!!"

"The enemy is but a small army, what are you afraid of! Can't you just calm down!!"

The Royal troops stormed to the point of the final blood, fearing no death, and plunged the Liberation Army around them into chaos. Enemy troops split into three directions which– and how do they catch up?

The commander's instructions were very slow, if this continued, it was certain that their siege would be broken. Only with her faltering did the number of casualties increase.

Konrad's unit fought valiantly. They broke through the ranks in three places, and used all their strength to fight their way to the encampment.

“Hah-, Hah-!”

In front of Konrad who was holding his spear and wounds all over his body, the deputy commander of the Liberation Army, Alan, appeared. He thought it was strange that he was forced to kill a soldier.

"A very famous commander. I'm Deputy Commander of the Liberation Army, Alan Keyland. I want to fight with you."

Swords and spears were smashed against each other. Alan brought out his best ability and unleashed a ferocious attack. Konrad waited for an opportunity while fending off those attacks with his spear. He makes Alan hassles and soon afterwards brushes aside Alan's sword.

“–Kuh-!”

“Feel this-!”

Konrad's mat scraped Alan's cheek. Alan flinched due to the sharpness of the spear thrust. Seeing this opportunity, Konrad did a stab again, but he fell to his knees as he did so. His stamina is over.

“S-Sial–”

“Prepare yourself-!”

Alan's long sword was swung down.

“......Generals..... David, I. ask... ma. Colonel, the rest.... I hand you.... to you–”.

Konrad fell to the front. After Alan beheaded Konrad, he ordered that Konrad be buried properly. He was a valiant soldier who was very rare in the Liberation Army.

Konrad fell, the isolated soldiers fell one by one as if following him. The diversion unit heading north also suffered the same fate. The unit supporting Schera, as they ran out of their arrows, charged in person, and was killed one by one.

Riding the horse beside Schera, Katarina turned her head and looked back at him for a while. Konrad's unit was swallowed up by the enemy forces, and he saw their destruction with his own eyes.

At the same time, the corpses lying behind them exploded, producing a smog.

"Colonel, Konrad's unit has been wiped out."

".....That's it, too bad. But, we will definitely meet them sooner or later."

Swinging his scythe with one hand, Schera took out the nut Konrad gave her and put it in her mouth.

It tastes very bitter and sour. Schera's face grimaced. Because of the blood attached to his hand, the beans so there is a taste of iron as well.

“Colonel?”

“Nothing, it tastes rather bitter pies.”

Behind them, the enemy cavalry chased after. The speed of the Schera Cavalry advancing while facing the enemy in front of them was extremely slow. Katarina sends a signal with her eyes to a rider, she does it so that Schera doesn't notice. Schera doesn't need to know.

"Fight until you die, and pass the time". This was the order that Catherine had given them before. In the end, he also intended to do so and fight to the point of ultimate blood.

300 Soldiers who were turned behind in silence turned around and began to attack the pursuers. They are pawns. In order for their superior officers to move forward, they had to buy time.

Katarina judged that they would not be able to succeed if they did not prepare the tumbar, no matter how great Schera was.

Looking at the Carnas Highlands, Schera was unaware of it. And also in a way that he was unaware of, Katarina and the others moved forward while surrounding Schera.

"So this side really lacks people. The enemy had already sent their main force to face the Yalder Legion. We're going to storm the enemy camp. We must not waste the precious time that Major Konrad has created for us."

"really. As planned, we will seize the Carnas Plateau. I'll definitely do it."

Schera and the 2,000 riders forcibly broke through the enemy troops while continuing to move towards the plateau. Yalder made a ferocious attack from the west side. The Carnas Highlands could be clamped down as planned. Of course, it could also be said that the Schera Cavalry was also pinned down.

How long can 300 riders hold it? A fight to the death begins.

The cavalry confronted the pursuers, fidelity to their task.

"We are the Schera Cavalry."

"You can't pass by."

"I'm Colonel Schera. Live Colonel."

The Schera cavalry swung their spears, spilling fresh blood. Many arrows were stuck in their armor, and there was also someone who was hit by an arrow on his face.

But even so, the cavalry did not lose their will to fight, and continued to be an obstacle in the middle of the road to the Carnas Highlands. They managed to stall for more than 30 minutes. They were already nearing the limit of their body's endurance, but for the sake of their Master, they continued to swing their spears until the point of the ultimate blood.

–stay 200 riders.

".........D-Don't fear-! The enemy is wounded! Spear unit, go-!!"

"T-But-! They are monsters! They should not be able to move!"

"Diam–, this is an order! Move-forward!!"

Receiving an order from a Liberation Army commanding officer, a spear unit of 500 timidly moved forward.

Seeing that from behind, Vander cheered them on, giving them an additional boost.

He had already received orders from the Diener Strategist and came to this place leading a unit.

"For whoever kills the cavalry will be rewarded with one gold coin per head! Everyone fight-!!"

"S-One gold coin-!?"

"P-Per head!?"

"Yes! With the permission of Diener Strategist! For the victory of the Liberation Army, go-!"

The eyes of the soldiers changed. If they get one gold coin, they can live luxuriously for months. Although the enemy soldiers were extremely strong, they were already on the verge of death. They can take out the enemy if they attack together.

Vander raised his right hand and the soldiers under his command waited. They're armed with mechanical bows, crossbows.

Crossbow is a weapon where anyone can get a balanced result. It takes time to fill up his arrows, but his strength can be guaranteed.

Unbeknownst to the spear units, they formed a line and aimed their weapons.

"Pike unit, assault-!! Kill enemy!!"

500 Soldiers under the commanding officer of the infantry attacked. Undaunted, the cavalry from the Schera unit swung their weapons, spreading death.

Instantly it instantly turned into a melee fight, but the spear unit that had a numerical advantage was completely pushed back. These cavalrymen were already ready to die and in a sense had become the soldiers of the Death God, no longer afraid of being injured. Their fighting spirit was far different from those of the still life-loving Liberation Army soldiers.

"S-Dam-!"

"S-Save me-! I thought this was impossible!!"

"Just be Colonel Schera!!"

A rider punched the head of a soldier who asked for help using a spear held upside down. A spear was thrust from the side into the rider's stomach, and he spewed blood. He shook the spear, and while dropping it, he stabbed the soldier in the face with his spear. The infantryman was killed, and the rider remained alive.

Looking at his situation and condition, Vander carried out the order given to him by Diener while trembling in his heart.

"No matter how many casualties it takes, kill the God of Death along with his cavalry."

He lowered his right hand, and the archers fired their arrows. The arrows hit not only the cavalry, but also their allied infantry.

"K-Captain-! What are you doing! Are you crazy-!?"

Shouted full of anger from the other infantry commanding officer who was besieging the cavalry. Firing arrows that would be friendly-fire their own allies was not a sane commando.

"Silent. They can't be killed if we don't do this. In this case, it is an unavoidable sacrifice. They will sacrifice their lives and get impaled along with the Death God cavalry. –Next, Shoot-!!"

The second attack was fired. The cavalry and spear unit were hit by arrows and killed.

"W-What you're saying doesn't make any sense at all! Stop-stop!" immediately!"

"Lettu. This is a battlefield. This is a plan to suppress the victim as little as possible. Do you understand?"

With an exasperated expression on his face, Vander scolded the young Lettu.

"–T-But, it's not right to shoot allies! They're our allies, right!?"

"Those people are the cavalry of the Death God who can easily brush off our arrows. So live bait is needed to stop them. They stormed with their will, courage and determination for the sake of the Liberation Army. I can only respect their resolve. No problem, right?"

"That's because you're the one who lured them with money!!"

"Do you denounce their deaths? Our people are fighting for justice. Among our comrades in the Liberation Army no one works on the basis of money. Their death is something to be proud of."

"–Cih!"

"Stop them. Don't let anyone escape. Slaughter them. They can't be saved anyway."

Vander flicked his finger, and a third wave of shots was made. No one was still moving after the attack.

The soldiers of the Schera Cavalry, on the verge of death, were wiped out by the soldiers around them. The arrow was covered in poison. No matter how much their fighting spirit, it was useless if their bodies could not move.

This was a weapon prepared to kill the soldiers of the Death God.

"This, this is wrong!"

The young man threw away his sword. The soldiers under his command tried to calm him down, but he shook them off.

".......Letti. Watch what you say. Further abusive comments would be considered defiance of military regulations. This time I will ignore it. Think before you speak."

"–Cih. I'll start the chase! Excuse me-!"

With a vexed face, the young Lettu returned to his unit.

Vander looked at his old self in the figure of the man.

"............."

(.......It's for justice. I wasn't wrong. I'm different from the people who kill children. I fight for society. So, I'm not wrong. Right, I'm not wrong. I must be right.)

Vander repeated in his heart, and he clenched his hand. In front of him lay the corpses of his former comrades, and the corpses of his current comrades. He's correct. If he did not believe that, he would not be able to stand on the battlefield. Therefore, he is not wrong.

"I'm not wrong!"

Erang Vander, ran to a higher region while staring at the cavalry waving the cursed black flag. He has one more task. The bearer whose message carries a directive may have reached the troops in the Highlands.

* * * *

–Royal Forces, Barbora headquarters.

"Send emissary to Octavio– Tell him to go ahead-!"

Barbora angrily kicked her desk and gave the order of a messenger.

He had already received reports that Schera and Konrad had already attacked and managed to divide the enemy. He was furious as to why Octavio had not started the attack as planned. If this continues, they will fail. No, they might be too late.

"If he denies it, have the military police arrest him!! Can't that guy move his army-!!?"

The messenger immediately ran away, and Major General Larus who was beside Barbora observed the battle conditions using binoculars. The loophole made by Colonel Schera at the risk of his life has been closed. The besieged soldiers had most likely been annihilated. They died in vain.

The Yalder Legion is currently climbing into the Carnas Plateau from the west. They can't change the operation at this time. Because of Octavio's stupid decision. The danger of defeat is now approaching the Royal Army. They had to divide their forces to capture the Highlands. This battle was increasingly favourable to the enemy.

"Fuck-on!! They are all useless!! Can't they command-!? What did that idiot learn while climbing to become a general!!? Octavio, warning is not enough for this!!"

Barbora's voice filled with anger echoed. In silence Larus headed to his own unit without answering Barbora. He knew that Barbora did not have leadership skills. What would this battle be like if Sharov were here? While reminiscing about his late superior officer, Larus let out a long sigh.

(It is still uncertain who the winner and loser are. It will be difficult, but we have to recover. No matter how rotten the kingdom is, this is a country that General Sharov wants to protect. I must return the favor to the General even if my life is the payoff.)

After receiving urgent demands from Barbora, Octavio's division finally decided to make a move. The trumpets sounded as they moved into battle. The units in front of them were already extremely exhausted after fighting against Schera and Konrad. Octavio was sure they would collapse if attacked by his large army from the front, they would definitely be destroyed.

"Kill the enemies of the Schera and Konrad units who have fought hard and been annihilated! O mighty warriors of the glorious First Army, come! Don't get left behind! Slaughter them! If you want achievement, this is the time! All units, assault!"

While giving off shameless words, Octavio raised his sword. Wrapped in stately armor, he put a satisfied smile on his face. In this man's mind, he had already won.

* * * *

Headquarters over the Carnas Plateau.

The Ghamzeh Division of the Liberation Army was forced into an all-out battle. The aggression of the Royal Army made the onslaught from the west chaotic, and the 20,000 soldiers given to him were split in two for defense.

Precisely because this is the Highlands, the terrain is difficult, and it takes time to rearrange the units.

He was told by an emissary that the enemy units attacking the units in the east had been completely encircled at the foot of the high ground, and soon they would be wiped out. No longer under pressure from the east, Ghamzeh decided to confront the Yalder Legion, which launched a suicide attack, with its entire army. He was very enthusiastic about making them feel an attack from a high place.

"Face the enemy soldiers, and descend upon them! Envoy, order the entire army to harness its momentum and attack from high ground! Samarkan yourself-! Our numbers are the same, and we have an advantage in terms of morals and terrain, we can't lose!"

"Understand!"

"We will take revenge for the humiliation on Golbahar Hill! All units move-!"

(If we show our teeth here, Belta's faction will sink. We have to destroy enemy divisions any way. Not enough just to defend the highlands. I'll follow Diener-will!)

After finishing organizing, the troops carried out a massive attack at a bad time on the Yalder Legion that attacked them, then–

"General Ghamzeh!! S-Enemy attack!"

"Be calm! The western division is the only enemy! Finish them-!"

"N-not that-! The enemy cavalry stormed from the east of Carnas at an insane speed-!! B-Black flag with a white crow! It's the God of Death! The Death God Schera is here!!"

"Don't be silly! Aren't they already surrounded at the foot of the Highlands!? Have you gone crazy–"

An explosion destroyed the encampment's defenses as enemy cavalry appeared. At the very front of the cavalry was the blood-stained Death God. A corpse hung at the end of his scythe, he darted towards Ghamzeh.

The Death God threw the corpse away like a garbage bag, and a pillar of fire appeared accompanied by a shock from an explosion. The soldiers of Ghamzeh twitched as they lost their lives. The cavalry behind the Death God scattered and slaughtered the guards who had fallen into a state of panic.

Ghamzeh doubted his own eyes.

(A-It's weird. Even though I reduced the soldiers in the east, how could they break through it so easily!? There I've placed 5,000 guards!)

A feeling of doubt flashed through Ghamzeh's mind.

(......Wait for. There was a report that one of Diener's subordinates was moving around the Highlands. ......Don't tell me, this is Diener–'s behavior)

Fresh, still warm blood splashed onto Ghamzeh's face that was deep in thought. As he suddenly gasped from his thoughts, the Death God was right in front of him.

All Ghamzeh bodyguards have been killed. In just a short moment, a sadistic bloody scene occurred in that highland encampment.

"It turns out you're really easy to find in the middle of a battlefield. All right, die there."

“–Kuh-!”

The sadistic blade swung towards him, and tore off Ghamzeh's upper body. Since he was reflexively moving backwards, he had avoided the fatal wound, but now it was impossible for him to dodge the next attack.

Staring at his red blood that scattered like it had nothing to do with him, Ghamzeh was resigned to his death. And he knows what the cause of his death was.

–She has been cheated by Diener. No matter how great Schera was, he considered that Schera could not possibly break through the 5,000 soldiers deployed in the east in this short time. No matter how strong Schera is, they should still be able to buy time. –But, the God of Death is here.

Right, without any guards. That man, had already helped the Death God. Or rather, he could tell that Diener was utilizing the Death God's scythe.

This Carnas Plateau, is a hanging pole prepared for him. This was an execution for Ghamzeh who was clearly Diener's political opponent after the war. And her executioner was the female officer in front of her.

Ghamzeh drew his sword with his trembling hand.

(......Diener.I wish I could kill you directly. I'm waiting for you in Hell-!)

As he tightened his grip on the sword, a curved blade shot out its head.

After seizing the plateau, Schera got off his horse and took the severed head of Ghamzeh. The head had a hateful expression.

".......Shouts of our victory. As hard as you can for the Yalder Legion to hear. Tell everyone that the Carnas Plateau has fallen, that we have beheaded the enemy general, and that this operation is proceeding as planned."

He threw the head at Katarina and gave instructions to Katarina.

"–Siap-, leave it to me-!!"

Schera scattered the roasted beans she got from Konrad onto the bloodstained ground. He didn't think of anything. Only, he felt like he had to do this. He closed his pouch and tied it again to his waist. One cannot waste food.

Catherine put the flag of the Schera Cavalry on the Highlands camp. Then, he raised the head of the enemy general and shouted.

"The Schera cavalry has taken over the Carnas Plateau!! Victory is ours!!! Hail Colonel Schera-!!"

"Praise Colonel Schera!"

"The Schera Cavalry!!"

"Schera! Schera-!!"

The cavalry members grandly waved their war flags. Although they had been banished, they had taken the Carnas Plateau under Schera.

Staring at the Octavio Division below, the soldiers from the Schera cavalry raised their weapons to the sky and shouted victory.

War cries echoed across the Highlands strewn with corpses. The Liberation Army west of Carnas, shaken by the capture of the Highlands, began to retreat.

Yalder slaughtered them as he ascended to the plateau and managed to join Schera. The Carnas Plateau had completely fallen under the control of the Royal Army.

* * * *

–Kamp Liberation Army, Pavilion Diener.

"Mr Diener, the Carnas Plateau has fallen, and Ghamzeh was killed in battle. The God of Death cries out for victory at Carnas."

"I get. As planned, bring a special cow unit forward. Wait for the signal."

"Understand."

“...........”

After receiving the report from his spies, Diener looked at the Carnas Plain with a cold gaze. A black flag was fluttering on that plateau.

(Most of it according to plan. I have removed the Ghamzeh that might become a hindrance later, and I have driven the Death God to high ground. My calculations slightly missed because the Royal Troop turned out to be too incompetent, but that was no problem.)

"The enemy division is approaching from the front!"

"Don't make a move. Tell everyone to back off as far as they can. And also get the standby archers. Until I give instruski, you can't move. The person who violates it will be severely punished."

"Ready–!"

After the surrounding soldiers left, Diener stuck a knife to a point on the map on the table. The sharp blade stuck where the Capital of the Kingdom of Blanca was located.

(......At last. Now it's just my signal. With that, this war will end. Everything is in my palm.)

"Let's see the destruction of the Kingdom. Kukuh–"

He suppressed the laughter that had almost come out, and he headed to the front row after tearing the map with a knife. The condition of the Royal Army is brutally destroyed, the soldiers of the Royal Army will be killed while screaming in agony, this laugh-filled comedy will soon happen, he said, he had to watch this comedy from the front row vip seats.

This was retaliation for the people who had raised him, used him, and then disposed of him. He won't let it end just like that. Prime Minister Farzam and King Kristof– until he sends them to hell, his revenge is not over. He would never just end it.

With a harness attached to their heads, a unit of cologne cattle pulling a carriage was released towards the Royal Troop in front of them.

They exhale loudly through their noses, and they begin to intimidate and show aggressiveness towards the opponent, but they cannot move their heads as they please. Their anger seems to be getting bigger. Their eye color turns into aggressive red.

"The special witch deployment is complete."

"When you're ready, wait for orders!"

"Cow units, attack the First Army."

Diener gave the order. The soldiers moved behind the cows and took up their torture weapon: a short, curved spear.

"Cow unit do attack-!"

"Launch attack-! Targets, enemy vanguard, infantry units!"

"Alright–, finish them-!"

The soldiers pierced the back of the cows using their short curved spears. They shouted very loudly, and the Cologne cow started running. The proper word to describe their invasion is 'the deadly occupation". What the cows saw were only the Royal Troops at the front. While pulling the carriage filled with gunpowder and magic mines, the herd of Cologne cows charged forward. Ignoring their own agony, the Cologne cows simply charged forward, and continued forward. They did not even falter despite being hit by an arrow attack.

"They're coming! Front row, lift the shield-! As long as we can stop the first raid, there's nothing to be afraid of! Archers, shoot them!"

"Thank shield-!! Don't get the broken line-!!"

The royal army formed a line to stop them. Since they had obtained the information beforehand that the Liberation Army would likely use cows, they put on a defensive posture with a shield.

Until even insects could not pass, the soldiers huddled up, lowered their waists, and strengthened their footing to stop the cattle from attacking.

–When the herd hit the shield line, the sound of successive explosions boomed on the battlefield.