newbobooks Chapter 179 : Chapter 179
Chapter 179 : Chapter 179
Chapter 179
The Royal Army, which arrived at Lier, a city located in the rear, was receiving an unexpected welcome.
“We extend our deepest gratitude to the Royal Army for coming all this way.”
As Count Natasha of Obsol, who stepped forward as a representative, politely expressed her gratitude, General Ked narrowed his brow.
‘They hid in Lier because they were scared of us, yet they welcome us like this?’
Furthermore, the Royal Army had already completed the encirclement of Lier.
Even if Count Natasha in front of him was a woman with zero war experience, there was no way she wouldn’t know the Royal Army’s movement was strange.
‘Others seem to ignore her saying she has lowly blood…….’
Just the fact that the Count of Obsol came out as the representative of Lier was proof enough of her outstanding ability.
If Natasha were truly stupid, she would have held hands with the Royal Army.
The General, raising his evaluation of Natasha one step higher, opened his mouth.
“Ahem! I am General Ked, leading the Royal Army. Glad to meet you like this. By the way, I have a question…….”
“Yes, please ask.”
Ked asked while looking into Natasha’s clear eyes.
“Why are you here? The Count’s domain should be safer than Moner where the war broke out.”
To the question implying she ran away here because of the Royal Army, Natasha answered with a bright smile.
“Because Moner’s walls are higher than the three Count families’ walls.”
“Hmm…….”
Ked, contemplating the truth of Natasha’s words, folded his worries.
Because the result wouldn’t change regardless of where they were.
‘In the end, dying is the same.’
Whether in Obsol or Lier, Moner and the three Count families were scheduled to disappear from the map once this war ended, so what was inside that young Count’s head wasn’t important.
Just a slight curiosity arose from the fact that the place they ran to, knowing the Royal Army would threaten them, was merely Lier.
The General, organizing his thoughts, opened his mouth.
“I see. Now that the Royal Army has come, you may rest assured. For no one can escape the Royal Army’s spears.”
Saying that, he continued in a calm voice.
“By the way, since we marched urgently, the Royal Army lacks food, so we request supplies.”
It was a rude request close to a unilateral demand, but Natasha nodded as if she knew it would happen.
“We will share Obsol’s stockpile.”
“Then, it’s settled. By the way, is it possible to know Moner’s situation?”
“I apologize, but I haven’t heard any news yet either…….”
In the ensuing conversation, Natasha didn’t ask why the Royal Army was surrounding Lier or when they planned to march to the fortress.
She only answered the General’s questions as kindly as possible.
* * *
After General Ked left, Natasha emptied 10% of the three Count families’ food and delivered it to the Royal Army.
“10 percent! That’s too much!”
“According to what you said, aren’t they the ones who might target us anytime? Yet 10 percent!”
It wasn’t that there were no objectors, but Natasha answered with a bright smile.
“It is the last supper they will eat. They are the ones who will fight for us risking their lives, shouldn’t we naturally do our best?”
That they would fight for those remaining in Lier.
“If it goes according to plan, that is…….”
To someone’s worried voice, Natasha spoke in a cold voice.
“It will go according to plan, definitely.”
* * *
The Moner army, gathered at the fortress following the retreat signal, was waging a siege battle with all its might.
“Shoot! Shoot!”
“The bastards are using shields! Oil, is the oil not ready yet?!”
“Pour the oil as soon as it’s ready!”
“North! The bastards are coming up from the north! Wake up, you bastard?!”
The enemies pushing endlessly like a tsunami were different from the Orcs they had seen so far.
They formed military formations , skillfully used shields and tactics, and above all, were strong.
“Damn bastards! Eat this and fall off!”
Even when boiling oil was poured and fire arrows flew over it, the Legion didn’t stop.
- Grrrrk!
Two filled the spot where one died.
And, they silently advanced towards the wall.
The fortress moat was already full of dead Orc corpses, and the Legion climbed the mountain of corpses created by their comrades, spewing rough breaths.
- Grrrk!
Their heads were filled only with the desire to capture the fortress and offer it to their King.
“Cut down the ones crawling up first!”
“Shoot! Shoot! Don’t aim like an idiot, just shoot!”
The sight of the Legion climbing the wall with a fishy smile even with arrows stuck in their eyes was enough to instill fear in the soldiers.
“Like this, we’ll all, all die!”
“We have to run away even now!”
“I can’t be eaten by Orcs!”
Hours of fighting against the Legion without even minimal rest.
The first to waver was the Royal Army.
* * *
“I, I don’t want to die like this!”
A Royal Army soldier holding a spear with two hands jumped off the wall leaving that one sentence.
- Crack!
Even though it shouldn’t have been heard considering the height of the wall, it was clearly heard by the ears of the soldiers gathered on the wall.
The sound of a comrade who was fighting together just a moment ago breaking his neck and turning into a lump of blood.
“That moron bastard!”
The Decurion shouted in a violent voice.
“Pfft, spit! Don’t mind that coward and keep your positions!”
The Decurion, mocking the dead comrade saying having such a bastard in the Royal Army was the Kingdom’s shame, scanned the soldiers with a hardened face.
‘Retarded things.’
Fear is contagious.
Jumping below the wall saying they want to live was behavior a sane human could never understand, but it was quite common in war.
When reason is paralyzed by fear, bullshit like ‘jump below the wall and run away’ sounds quite plausible.
The problem was that the result of that stupid choice was visible to other soldiers’ eyes.
‘Wouldn’t it be comfortable to just die.’
‘Wouldn’t I be able to rest if I die now.’
‘Rather than being eaten alive by those Orcs…….’
The Decurion, reading the desire lingering in the soldiers’ eyes, shouted roughly.
“What are you looking at! Wake up and keep your positions! Are you saving arrows to make soup?! Shoot immediately! Do you really want to die? Are you going to die without seeing your daughter waiting for you?!”
Fear is contagious.
The Decurion, who had rolled through quite a few battlefields, was able to urge and stop the soldiers before fear spread, but not everyone could have such a commander.
* * *
“Where did all the Royal Army’s spirit go?!”
At Garme’s shout, the commanders couldn’t say anything.
Already dozens of soldiers had thrown themselves outside the wall.
Considering no Orc had climbed the wall yet, it meant soldiers died before a proper battle even occurred.
“Moner, and even the nobles’ private soldiers are holding out firmly, yet the Royal Army collapses first!”
Garme shouted in a grievous voice, but there was a reason the Royal Army collapsed particularly first.
Because the Royal Army had directly seen their comrades being chewed and eaten alive.
The reason the Royal Army collapsed first was because the fear that they might be eaten if the Orcs climbed the wall was too great.
“Damn it! Moron bastards!”
Garme, swearing nervously, thought the end of this war would never be clean.
“Current situation?”
At Garme’s question, commanders opened their mouths one by one.
“The end is still not visible. As the Young Duke warned, retreat seems impossible.”
“Currently, battles are taking place on the north, east, and west walls excluding the south, and the west wall where we are has the fewest enemies.”
“The Orcs appearing now seem at least half a size bigger than the Orcs we’ve seen so far. If they capture the wall, retaking it seems difficult.”
The ensuing reports were all gloomy content.
“They formed a perfect shield wall so arrows don’t work. Although Moner’s Special Mission Unit is active, no matter how many we kill, more come out so…….”
“We have already consumed all magic stones. There are no spare arrows either. It is said to be the same on other sides.”
“At least Moner’s residents are picking out usable stones, but…….”
Ultimately, the conclusion the commanders reached was one.
“At this rate, it seems battle will proceed on top of the wall within a few hours.”
Orcs climbing a wall without a single ladder, if it hadn’t happened right before their eyes, they would never have believed it.
“It’s obvious what will happen if a battle breaks out on top of the wall in this state. Pull back the guys in bad condition and force them to rest even if unwillingly. You go to the other side and ask for help.”
Garme, rubbing his eyelids after a battle that lasted nearly half a day, continued.
“Just need to hold out a little longer, they said there was definitely a way.”
The Royal Army’s situation was just a bit worse.
The situation was bad everywhere.
All troops in the fortress, unable to take even a moment’s rest, were shooting arrows, pouring oil, and swinging spears with trembling arms.
The commanders leading them were all thinking the same as Garme.
‘Just, just need to hold out a little longer.’
Hoping the moment the Young Duke mentioned would come as soon as possible.
* * *
The siege warfare became more urgent as time passed.
“Throw stones!”
Oil and boiling water were long used up.
Soldiers with no arrows left threw stones gathered by residents, and the mountain made of Orc corpses grew higher and higher.
Before long, to the point where they could face the Orcs climbing the mountain of corpses on top of the wall.
- Kuaaaack!
The first Orc to climb the wall was pierced through by spears and fell below the wall before even swinging his axe, but the Orcs that climbed taking advantage of that opening were different.
“Uh, uh? Another one here……!”
- Krararak!
A sharp axe slashed the flustered soldier’s neck.
First death by an Orc.
“One climbed up over there!”
Before the soldiers nearby could put down the stones at someone’s shout, the Orc slashed as many as fifteen soldiers.
- Krarak!
And, five Orcs climbed up through the gap in the defense line.
“Over there! Block from over there!”
“Inform the Count immediately!”
Sharp shouts rang out here and there, but similar situations were happening all over the wall.
“Uwaaaack! Get lost!”
The Royal Guard wearing ink-colored armor silently swung axes and captured the wall, and soldiers were busy just blocking such Royal Guard.
“Wake up! The Knight Order will handle the ones who climbed the wall, so soldiers focus on the wall!”
Moner’s Knight Order fought hard spewing sword qi from all sides, but the situation was getting worse.
Soldiers driven to the limit fell one by one, and more Orcs climbed the wall through those gaps.
Trimia, seeing the Legion dyeing the wall black, laughed despondently and said.
“Too, too many.”
The battle of the fortress was just beginning.