CH 181

Deadly battle on the border

Translated by SoundDestiny

Edited by Zil

A black horde was approaching from the other side of the broken mountain range.

They were still a long way from the mysterious army, but they were getting closer, step by step.

For a moment Gordo’s eyes were fixed on the unbelievable sight, but then he opened his mouth and shouted out.

“All hands, return to the fort and prepare for battle!　ASAP!”

Gordo doesn’t know what’s happening.

But he was not so fluent and carefree as to be optimistic about the situation.

He doesn’t know who or what they are, but they must be the enemy. As a soldier belonging to the Royal Army, he has to fight them with all his might.

“David’s platoon, Nicole’s platoon and Morgan’s platoon, evacuate the neighbouring villages!　And send a messenger to the Royal Capital to report to His Highness Prince Raidorl.”

“Ha!”

“…..Send out as many young men as possible as messengers. Take all the horses with them. I don’t care if we have to use them up. We won’t be needing them anymore.”

Gordo’s decision was quick.

The troops he sent out to evacuate were a platoon of young men and women with a future ahead of them.

In the face of this extraordinary situation, Gordo knew that they would not make it out alive.

“Aaa, damn it.I never thought this remote backwater would be my grave!”

The eastern part of the kingdom was his birthplace. But he could not bear the thought of dying in the west, so far away from home.

But even so, he could not run away. His instincts tell him that, despite his inexperience, he is a warrior. If that ‘thing’ gets inside the kingdom, it’s going to be a disaster.

The only thing he can do is to do everything in his power to stop them and buy some time until the reinforcements arrive.

As time went on, the identity of the “nanika” that emerged from the broken mountain range became clearer.

In appearance alone, it looked very much like a human being. However, the way it walks around with its arms and head torn to shreds and no blood flowing, despite being wounded in places, is clearly different from a living person.

An army of zombies, ghouls, skeletons….and the undead, probably numbering over a million, was approaching.

Just looking at him gives me goosebumps from fear. Gordo grits his teeth and punches himself in the stomach with his fist, shaking off the fear with pain.

“This is the time to give up our lives!　If we are defeated here, the kingdom will fall. Our families and friends will be in the bellies of those monsters! If you don’t want that, Fight with all your might!”

“「「「「「 ooohhhh! 」」」」」”

Gordo’s shout is answered by a yell of desperation from the soldiers packed into the fort.

Some of the soldiers were clearly cowed and running for their lives, but Gordo didn’t blame them.

If he wants to escape, he can. But Gordo had benefactors and a family to protect. He could not turn his back on them to protect them, he would not force those who did not to become dead soldiers.

“I’ve had a bad life. But maybe……it wasn’t so bad after all.”

In Gordo’s mind are the faces of the lords he once served. The faces of his wives and daughters came to mind.

Baron Eladin was a cowardly man, and when the Empire invaded, he waved the white flag without even fighting a battle.

However, he still feels indebted to him, who picked him up and hired him as a soldier, and it is for this reason that he has joined the army of Raidorl.

He has also had a lot of trouble with Eladin’s daughter, Shirley. She was born with the magical eye of enchantment, and from an early age she was always trying to get men to do her bidding. Gordo has been the one to clean up such messes.

If he loses his life here, will the feeble Lord be grieved? Would his precocious and impudent daughter cry?

“……Kaka and the kids will be angry. What’s the big earner got to lose? Haha, I’ve got no relatives. I’ve had a crappy life!”

Despite his complaints, Gordo was prepared to fight a deadly battle with no chance of victory.

A lord who cannot be respected. A heartless family. Gordo was not blessed with the people around him, but ……even so, he could not let that horde of undead get through to where they were.

He has to buy as much time as he can before the reinforcements arrive here.

“Come and get me! I, Usuta Gordo, captain of 1,000 men of the Kingdom of Zain, welcome you! Don’t think you can get through these borders for free!”

Thus, the armies of the Kingdom of Zain clashed with the armies of the undead who had invaded from the Kingdom of Athena by breaking through the mountains.

For seven days and seven nights, the army led by Usuta  Gordo fought a fierce battle against more than ten thousand undead.

Eventually, he drew more undead into the fort and blew himself up in spectacular fashion by pouring oil on it and setting it on fire.