The Girl Who Eats the God of Death
Chapter 29 - I'm a little tired so I Don't Want to Eat First

The screams and shouts from the Royal soldiers echoed on the battlefield. The herds of cows are ravaging the forces of the Octavio division.

They managed to hit their shields. Soon after, the magic mine that was brought was blown up by the magician unit.

To strengthen its crushing power, the trains were filled with gunpowder and sharp metal flakes in large quantities. The metal fragments scattered in all directions, plunging and immobilizing the limbs of the Royal soldiers or penetrating their bodies, and many lives were lost.

The people who died were lucky. The soldiers who were hit by the iron splinters suffered. They ran out of strength to fight, but did not die, only could convulsing in pain.

Magic mines were obtained from the Empire, but they were not superior enough in terms of killing or maiming. Of course, the mine has explosive power, but at most it can only knock out a few people.

If their goal was to reduce the number of enemies, a large number of mines would be needed, and the cost and power would be enormous.

In order to reduce costs but with equal effectiveness, Diener had to upgrade his weapons, which were usually planted, used for raids.

The role of these cows was to show depictions of hell and to deplete the enemy's fighting spirit, to show that even if the soldiers stopped the cows, they would still die, and to show that if they avoided, the cows would go deeper and deeper into the formation and produce greater damage. That was their goal to force the enemy to face two absurd alternative paths.

For the soldiers of the Kingdom who had low morale, these cows were a very effective weapon. No royal warrior has the loyalty and courage to willingly become a shield after seeing the calamity before their eyes.

200 Cows were sent to the middle row and left wing as the first wave.

The formation of the Royal Army was shattered, and there was no more control. It is impossible for the generals, Octavio or Borbon, to have the ability to lead to calm the current conditions. In a chaotic situation like this, they could only be dumbfounded. And, there are still many other cows that have been prepared equipped with slaughter weapons.

"Be calm!! Don't break the line!! Don't let the cows pass!!"

"Don't joke! You think we're a shield!!?"

"You want to defy orders!!? If they break through the ranks, they will explode inside the allied camp! Stop them and minimize the damage! I will not forgive anyone who runs away!"

"Who would follow that order!! You moron-fuck!"

"A-Did you say–"

Disputing the superior officers, the Royal soldiers began to flee. The second wave of cows pierced through the first guard and exploded within the formation of the Octavio Division.

"A-A-What's this. What the hell is going on! Adjutant, explain!"

"I don't know! B-But, if this continues, our division will be wiped out! Commandant! Give orders!"

The adjutant asks for instructions from Octavio, but Octavio himself is in a state of panic and cannot give instructions.

"Wait-wait! The cows are headed this way-! Quick stop them! Stop them!!"

"Bodyguard, stop that herd of cows! Protect Commander? Why were they allowed to penetrate to this extent-!!? What are the front-row soldiers doing!?"

The bodyguards around Octavio blocked the herd using their bodies as shields. No matter what their leader is, the bodyguards must protect him with their lives. Cologne's cows were stopped not too far from Octavio's headquarters.

The Liberation Army Witch notices using binoculars, and signals for detonation.

Half of the guards were blasted and killed instantly, and the rest lay on the ground while receiving fatal injuries.

The entrails of his guards were scattered in front of Octavio. Death has come so close. Octavio felt a great terror.

"I-This is the enemy's new weapon. I have to report to General Barbora. He should immediately receive a report from me! G-Guerard, I entrust the command to you!"

Octavio shouted while trembling, wiping away the layer of blood that was attached to him. He doesn't want to be in a place like this. Why would a high-ranking general like himself be in danger of death? All Octavio had in mind was the thought of leaving this place as soon as possible.

"Commander, if the Commander escapes now, our troops will lose. We must maintain our position here! Please, please, restrain yourself and give command. This is something only you can do!"

"D-Shut up, shut the fuck up! I didn't run away. I just want to report in person! I'll be right back! I'll command you until I get back."

"–K-Commander. W-are you ignoring us?"

"Give it to you, Guerard! I won't forget your loyalty for the rest of my life!"

Octavio immediately climbed onto his horse and moved towards the Barbora headquarters while carrying his remaining guards. Abandoned, Guerard muttered a single sentence as his face turned pale. Despair, disappointment, regret, he took everything out.

"......Ended already. This is. There's no hope."

The Royal Army, the fame of his own, and the Yuze Kingdom. The raging herd of cows was getting closer. In the end, after scorning Octavio as much as he could, Guerard's death arrived.

The Octavio division in the centre wing is completely messy. News that his commander had been killed spread, and the soldiers of the Royal Army were defeated. Diener releases a herd of cows that don't carry magic mines and makes them deploy them towards the infantry again. The soldiers of the Kingdom began to flee just by looking at the herd of cows. The fighting situation instantly turned in favor of the Liberation Army.

The Borbon Division on the left wing is arguably in the same state. His command did not escape, but he could not give effective orders. He could not even make the decision to retreat. This is karma for putting him here and being given the trust to command. The princes prioritized their own safety and threw away their weapons and fled.

Behrouz of the Liberation Army would not miss this opportunity, and he made a massive assault. He stood in front of the troops and crushed the left wing in one strike. Major General Borbon fled backwards with a small force under his command, with an officer and bodyguard holding him in both arms.

Barbora's headquarters is between the center wing and the left wing that has been destroyed.

Larus, who understands the nature of the enemy's weapons, immediately deploys the soldiers, trying to hold his damage to a minimum.

As for handling the herd of cows, he ordered to stop the legs of the cows. Although it was a backup plan, this was also the best way in this situation.

"Throw down your spears, stop those cows' legs! Don't be rash, calm down and aim!!"

"Pike unit, throw-!!"

Despite being in a disadvantageous situation, the Larus soldiers followed his direction and threw their spears. With a few spears hitting their feet, the balance of the Cologne cows was broken, and they fell down. The weakness of the cows was the weight of the carriage they pulled.

Their movements can be stopped by pressing them to the side or attacking the legs of the cows.

From behind, the infantry prepared with shields, the archers attacking the herd with fire arrows. Magic mines will not explode as long as they do not receive magic signals, but other stories are filled with gunpowder. When ignited, the trains would explode with thunderous booms accompanied by scattering of metal.

"Tell the soldiers in the front row to target the cows' feet with their spears! Or try to overthrow them with an attack from the side! We can't deal with them any other way in this situation! Never stop them from the front, don't die in vain!"

"Ready-and-rush!"

He gave the order, and the messenger saluted and moved towards the front row.

"I don't think they let a herd of cows break through this far!"

(If we put up a stake, or maybe a defensive fence, we can handle it. But I won't be able to do it. Shit– if it continues like this..).

Gazing around him, all he saw were wounded soldiers and officers. Looking at the front row, his allies were really desperate. What should he do in this situation? He turned around, and headed towards Barbora's headquarters. Now their main forces are in disarray, the next target is their main headquarters. They have to make a decision.

Larus recalled Sharov's last words, and cursed in his mind.

(As Commander Sharov said, I had expected that we should not have started the attack. We should have strengthened our defence and waited for an opportunity. If we were in the mountains, this wouldn't happen!)

Central headquarters.

The messengers downstream and out in and out.

Octavio who ran away and came here gave a frantic explanation to Barbora who had a blood vessel in her head sticking out.

Stares of opposition from the officers' staff were directed at Octavio. Barbora held back her anger while bulging her teeth.

"P-commander. That's the enemy's new weapon. Terrible power! I have to report immediately and come here regardless of the danger. Please, please understand! I didn't run away!"

".....Go on, what happened to your soldiers. Did you, the commander, ignore your soldiers and run away? Do you still call yourself the division commander!? Don't you have any shame as a Major General!!?"

"You're wrong! I'm just very worried about the Commander's safety, and I can't stop worrying–"

"Shut up stupid–!! Basic don't know bashim–!!"

Barbora's fist landed on Octavio's face. Blood flowed down his nose, Octavio prostrated.

"–M-M-I'm sorry I–"

"And that's not all! Goddamn it, why don't you attack the planned kayak! What do you think of to the point of missing out on our chances of victory-!?"

He kicked Octavio's body. That doesn't dampen his anger.

"S-Fire signal. The fire signal doesn't exist! It's all Colonel Schera's fault! From the start it was impossible for the snot girl to do such an important task!"

Protecting yourself is much more important than victory or defeat. If he tried to violate military regulations, the punishment would be severe. Octavio frantically pleaded to avoid it.

"In fact the Schera unit has already given a fire signal, and the report says that you ignored it! Octavio, you have to pay for this action with your life!!"

Barbora is clearly out of patience. He drew his sword and pressed it against Octavio's neck. Terrified, Octavio pressed his forehead against the ground as a sign of regret until his forehead bled, and he constantly apologized. With tears and snot coming out on her face, her figure as she pleaded for Barbora's sympathy was very far from the attitude of a General.

".....Commander Barbora. We don't have time to handle this idiot right now. We better take care of him after this battle is over. The morale of the soldiers who are already low enough will become even lower."

Larus gave advice. Although it was a joke, he had never heard of executing a man who was given the task of leading a division in the midst of battle. Their precious time is wasted. From the very beginning, who was the one who appointed this idiot to be the division commander and gave him all authority? After glancing at Octavio, Larus looked coldly at Barbora.

"–Military police, arrest this moron!! I'll chop this idiot's head off later!"

"Commander, please forgive me. Please, forgive!! Chief, Barbora!"

"Silence–! Police, quickly take him away! I'm sick of seeing him!"

"–Ready!"

The police grabbed Ovtavio and left the base. The sound of his crying faded further and further. The place became silent, and Barbora regulated her loud breathing. He could hear the sounds of explosions in the distance.

".....Major General Larus. How's situation?"

"Battle is on the verge of a worst-case scenario. There are strong indicators of defeat. It might not be an hour until the whole army is defeated. Shall we fight to the point of final blood, or shall we retreat? I await instructions from you, commander of the Corps of Forces."

"......Where, where, where is the point of error!! Damnit damnit!! Why!! Didn't we have such a huge advantage just a moment ago!!?"

Barbora ransacked her pavilion using her sword. While expressionlessly watching him, Larus said his opinion.

"We can still maintain the appearance of an army. The flag of Yalder is still visible on the Carnas Plateau. It is still possible to retreat, and maybe we can minimize the damage. Commander, please make a decision."

"W-You told me to run away? The fate of the Kingdom hinges on the balance of this battle. Do you understand that? If we, back off, we're no longer–"

Lose in this battle, it means losing their power over the Canaan Region. Inevitably they will lose the City of Canaan and the Roshanak Fortress. Those places will be taken by the enemy. If they lose control of Canaan, the gate to the Royal Capital will be wide open, and all the silent feudal lords will join the Liberation Army. –And if that happens, then it is over.

"There's nothing else we can do. Are you gonna let everyone die here? Or retreat, unite our forces, and rise again? Commander Barbora. You have to make a decision. This is your last assignment as commander of the Army Corps."

".........Hush."

Barbora can't do it. If he wants to choose honorable death, he has to fight to the death here. But, the lives of several tens of thousands of soldiers were in the hands of Barbora. As a commander, wasn't that the right choice to save even one soldier? His pride as a soldier, or his duty as a commander. Barbora is exasperated, caught between two choices. He can't answer.

"If you don't do anything, I want you to let me go back to my unit. I want to die with my subordinates if I have to die. I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in you until our last minute."

She said coldly as she turned around, but Barbora held her back.

"......I-I understand. We're gonna back off. Command the whole army to retreat! We can't be destroyed here!"

"understandable. I'll tell the whole team. I will also send an envoy to General Yalder who is in Carnas. .....Then I'll say goodbye."

Larus saluted and began preparations to retreat. Barbora covered her face with both hands and knelt on the spot. For this man who commanded Army I after Sharov's death, this was his first and greatest failure, and it left him devastated.

–At the same time, Carnas High Land, top campground.

One could clearly witness all the miserable state of the Royal Army from that high place. Yalder and Sidamo put on a confused expression.

As for Schera, she was finally able to eat until she was satisfied and excited. He got hungry after moving a lot.

Today's lunch is the beef jerky of Cologne looted by the enemy camp. He didn't know why they had such an expensive item, but who cared, and Schera devoured that delicious, well-seasoned meat.

The more he chewed, the more delicious it was, the taste of high grade Cologne beef. A cavalryman beside him hummed. Schera drank water from a bamboo bottle, placed the meat between two pieces of bread, and bit it. If this meat is still fresh and eaten half-cooked, the taste will probably be super delicious. But he can't be picky. Eating is happiness.

"Sido. I think we should get off the Highlands and retreat immediately. We will die in vain if we attack the enemy now."

Yalder put aside all optimistic thoughts and calmly observed the situation. If he was the commander in the front row, he would definitely invade even if he had to do it alone. The difference in the superiority of this battle was far away. He had absolutely no intention of staying alive shameless after being defeated.

But, as a division commander at the moment, he had to bring the soldiers home to the Capital with as few casualties as possible, for the defense of the Capital.

".....This situation has happened before. Sidamo, at the same time as we retreat, send spies to Canaan and Roshanak. Tell them to make sure that the flag of the Royal Army is still flying."

When Yalder was defeated while trying to take Salvador, Antigua fell as he retreated. This situation is very similar to that. No, this situation may be even worse. It wouldn't be strange if the enemy had gotten there.

"Have they fallen, or have they–"

"If we tell them about our defeat, what the people who are there will do is clear. We must avoid a squashed situation. For now, we have to evacuate. Before we're surrounded."

"Colonel Schera! We're gonna change lanes! Your unit will act as the vanguard, and we will head to Canaan! Take advantage of your mobility and make enemies in the fog! Make them feel the terror of the God of Death!"

Sidamo shouted at his instructions in an angry voice that he rarely used.

Suddenly receiving direction, Schera choked a few times, then saluted. The dried meat was stuck in his throat.

".....Understood!"

"All my decisions go to your judgment!"

"Colonel, don't die in a place like this. .....Let's see you again."

Yalder patted Schera on the shoulder and went to command his soldiers.

Seeing Sidamo chasing after him, Schera said to Katarina.

"We went through so many attempts to secure this place, but it seems all that effort was in vain. I wonder why we should fight."

The death of Konrad, and the death of many of his precious comrades. His remaining cavalry was probably around 1,500. All their sacrifices to take over this hill are not worth the raising of their flags and cheers.

".....Colonel." Colonel."

"Let's. When we get back, I'm gonna kill that son of a bitch Octavio. I'll kill him in a way he'll never forget."

"Ready-rush!"

"....And also, next time I won't forgive you if you move my cavalry without my permission. Remember it's fine."

Schera looked at Katarina while squinting her eyes. Katarina looked embarrassed as she pressed her glasses with trembling hands.

"S-Ready. D-understandable. Please, forgive me, Colonel."

"I don't want to be saved if it means ignoring my subordinates. Anyway, I'd rather be with all of you, my comrades who ate with me for a long time. You should include me too, and I won't allow you to leave me."

Smiling, Schera gently patted Katarina on the shoulder.

".......K-Colonel."

"All right, let's go. No exclamation if we are not the front row. –Cavalry Schera will go down Carnas Hill, and change the path to Canaan!! We will finish off anyone who dares to stand in our way!!"

"Understand-!!"

"Cavalry Schera, go!!"

The Yalder Legion and the Schera Cavalry ignored the Carnas Hill and retreated, heading towards Canaan. While fending off the pursuing units, they managed to retreat.

The casualties were very few, but that was because the soldiers of the Liberation Army were frightened after seeing Schera. That's how much Schera is feared.

On the other hand, his subordinate soldiers Barbora, Larus, Octavio, and Borbon were pursued continuously by the Liberation Army, and they suffered heavy casualties. All combat wills had disappeared, people continued to surrender or defect, resulting in a state that could only be described as a scene after a disaster.

The city of Canaan, hearing about their defeat, acted in accordance with the secret agreement made earlier and turned its side to the Liberation Army. They set up a body to fend off the retreating Royal Troops. It was very clear that the feudal lords would protect themselves.

They immediately persuaded the guards, and as a result of giving a speech to the population, no one opposed, and the Canaanite City fell into the hands of the Liberation Army.

Opinions in the Roshanak Fortress split in two. –Should they remain loyal to the Kingdom, or should they surrender to the Liberation Army.

In the end, the battle to the point of the final bloodshed ensued, and as the gates were opened by the people who supported it to surrender, the Liberation Army entered, and the fortress fell, the resistance of the guards was futile.

Due to the loss of the critical position of the Canaan Area, the Royal Army continued to move and head towards the Capital. The soldiers, who numbered 150,000 before the battle, have now been reduced to 40,000. Who fell in pursuit of 20,000, but the number of defectors could not be counted.

Yalder, who volunteered to be the rearguard, set up a formation on the narrow road that connected Canaan to the Capital and fought valiantly.

They destroy a unit of the Liberation Army thirsting for success, and he shows a command that he defeats them.

"Hahaha–, is still far from enough to surpass me, Yalder! At least bring 100,000 soldiers if you want to fight me! Don't expect me to be killed so easily by your young rebel forces! –Sidamo, fluttering-! Let them know that Yalder is here!!"

"Ready-rush!"

With that signal, Sidamo raised the flags of the destroyed Third and Fourth Troops. It was a symbol of Yalder's glory, and his failure, but it was also his pride to have fought and survived with his soldiers. Flags covered in blood and mud fluttered in the wind, as if showing themselves to the Liberation Army.

"As long as I'm here, the kingdom won't be destroyed. I will fight to the point of blood loss! Hahahaha! Sidamo, I'm sorry, but you're gonna keep me by the end!! If you want to hate, hate your own bad luck!!"

"I've prepared myself for that. I must also apologize General, I will interrupt you for a moment. –Send a signal to the scouts-!!"

As Sidamo gave the order, his soldiers went up the hill and waved red flags. Conspicuously, they were waving it while shaking their bodies.

Not long after, the sound of explosions echoed from the hills on both sides. After that, rockslides closed the narrow road.

The Liberation Army dispersed the fog and retreated, otherwise they would have been hit by the avalanche.

They do not know the geography of the area.

After researching his topography beforehand, Sidamo, assuming the worst, had prepared a plan to obstruct them, a plan to stop them. Just in case of the worst situation.

"Good Staff Officer! But, this means that you have resigned yourself to defeat. I'll hold a court-martial for you-!"

Yalder joked, and Sidamo pretended to be stupid while smiling innocently.

"It's hard to understand what you mean. Well, with this we can buy a minute. Let's go to Cyrus and Sayeh and prepare."

"All right, let's move! This is not a run! Don't forget that this is just a change of course! Hahaha, I'm not looking for an excuse. This is courage - empty-!"

"Forward! We must move before the enemy recovers!"

"Yo Sidamo, please,

“Yo Sidamo, hearty as usual. What a reliable man. Alright everyone and all you staff officers, follow his example and stick your chests out! We are the elite unit that look down Carnas Plateau! We march; I intend on making a triumphant return!”

Yalder laughed as she formed a formation and moved.

He knew that the situation would soon get worse, but as a military man, he would fight to the end. He had been determined for a long time. From the day his suicide was foiled.

Barbora, Borbon, and Octavio are being held captive entering the capital. Octavio was held at home until the investigation ended.

The Yalder Legion entered Sayeh Fort, and the Larus and Schera Cavalry divisions guarded Cyrus.

They had to buy time in these two forts until the I Army could complete their rearrangement. They tried to get supplies from the surrounding cities, but the feudal lords refused them.

Their defeat was touted due to the actions of Diener, and the feudal lords had a strong impression that the Kingdom was over.

Unable to prepare enough supplies for the two fortresses, Cyrus and Sayeh, there was most likely an attack on them.

While parting ways, Yalder holds Schera's hand tightly and talks to her with a smile accompanied by a complicated feeling– sly smile that is like a robber on her face.

"Colonel Schera. Let's meet again at the Royal Capital. When we drive out the rebel forces, come to my residence just as I promised a few days ago. I'll prepare a big party. Looking forward to the party."

"Understand, Commander. I'll definitely visit."

"Sidamo, say something too! We won't meet for a while!"

".....I only have one thing to say to you, Colonel. I've told you this before, but if you're gonna die, die outside. It took a lot of money and hard work to train the cavalry. Dying in the castle is futile.... Do you understand??"

"Colonel Schera, fully understand!"

"Good then..... See you soon."

"Gosh, you guys don't have an aesthetic taste. Well, maybe it's better to be yourself. Wahahahaha–!"

Recalling their conversation, Schera rested in one of the rooms in Cyrus.

Schera's a little tired.

His body was wrapped in bandages. The wound from the arrow has not healed. It was not a problem to be on the battlefield, but his body was a bit feverish. So he could recover before the next battle, he hid himself in the room.

As she lay on her back on the mattress wearing only underwear, the sound of knocking on the door rang out.

"Colonel, sorry for interrupting your break!"

"....What's up?"

Answer Schera listlessly.

"Ready, there's an urgent matter to be addressed to you Colonel, and I've come to report."

"What's that. I'm still getting changed now, so would you mind saying it while I change?"

Schera received very important information from the cavalry warriors.

"Colonel's sweet potato sprouts are growing?"

".....Sweet potato sprouts?"

A seed of yam appeared in his hazy mind. One by one the sprouts came out from his seed, and simultaneously became a tree-high trunk. The stomach will not be filled with sprouts or sweet potato stalks, but when the plant grows that big, it seems like it can be a good food.

"The Uncle planted it! It seems to be growing well, and the sprouts are already out!"

Hearing that, the monster yam sprouts in his shadow disappeared somewhere.

"I'll be here soon, standby in the fields!"

Schera jumped out of her bed, with which she could answer faster and harder.

Whether the beans are safe is very important. He should check it out. This is not the time to lie down.

"understandable. I'll do my best so that the raven doesn't break it!"

From behind the door, the sound of enthusiastic footsteps from the soldiers moving away could be heard.

Schera stood up, opened the window, and stared at the sky– blue sky, without any clouds. The wind blew flying the flag of the Kingdom and the flag of the Schera Cavalry.

Around the flags, the crows circled. Maybe it's because they don't have food and are looking for food? There is nothing here, the rest of the bread is nothing.

Schera closed the window. The crow looked at him, as if asking for food.

“............”

(After everything that happened, I came back here. I wonder if my last home is this fortress. It would be nice if I could eat the yam I own.)

Home Schera–Cyrus–fort is ready for battle. The defense commander was trying to increase supplies until the time came, and was also trying to strengthen the fort.

He prepared a trench, set up many traps, and deepened the outer trench. He has to do everything he can.

Once the Liberation Army gains complete control of Canaan, they will immediately launch an attack and head for Cyrus and Sayeh. The battle will begin in the near future.

"There's a lot of things to do, so we have to keep trying our best, a little bit longer. It's not over. .....Right, huh? A little longer, let's fight."

For a moment, Schera looked back at his shoulder and smiled, then he turned around and started walking.

–But there is no one behind it.