Chapter 35: CH 35

Chapter 35 – Where’s The Bullet?

I was mistaken at first.

I didn’t know much about warfare against cavalry, and I hadn’t thought about how to deal with it. So I thought that a horse fence was a barricade to prevent horses from charging.

“I wasn’t completely wrong, though.”

Before the war began, old man Heimann, a dwarf who was assigned to be a gunner at the machine gun position, was fixing barbed wire to logs to build a position and telling me about its effective placement.

“Cavalry soldiers have eyesight more than ten times that of a normal human, and if they were to charge at us, even a spear or a war hammer, not to mention a sword or a bow, would not be able to deal with them. Therefore, it is true that the objective is to prevent them from rushing forward.”

However, he added, referring to the number of logs he had prepared and the size of the plains.

“Stopping the rushing cavalry completely is impossible and pointless. Unless they’re foolish, they won’t come at you knowing that you can stop them. So, by showing them gaps and rough spots, you can make them think that they have broken through the enemy lines of their own volition and lead them on. Yes, for example…”

Machine guns, in the space for annihilation.

“My name is Kirk Weistl of the First Kingsguard Cavalry! Now is the time to show the barbarians the courage of the Weistl family…!”

The first one that jumped out at us was a strong knight holding a cavalry spear horizontally and flipping a crimson cloak over his shining silver armor.

He was a nobleman of some sort, who had declared his affiliation and family name and declared himself the best spearman, and as he raised an exuberant yell, drunk with the intent to kill, his whole body was ripped apart by bullets.

As the horse’s body collapsed in a spray of blood, the rest of the horse was caught up and fell one after another.

A few of the horses that tried to break through the side were also blown to the side by bullets that came from another direction. I wondered if some of the bullets with different damage at the time of impact were hunting warheads. I can’t see them from my eyes because they are too far away.

Without knowing what had happened, hundreds of cavalrymen fell, their consciousness cut off from their lives. Piles and piles of dead horses and soldiers blocked the way for the rest of them, obscuring their vision. The hesitation stops them in their tracks, kills their momentum, and kills them themselves.

It was not a battle. It was just a slaughter.

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The group of light infantry that had rushed in, keeping their bodies low and using the corpses of the cavalry as shields, could not escape being overrun by gunfire. Their blood and flesh were trampled down by the horseshoes of the desperately struggling cavalrymen and mixed with the mud.

No one could escape. No one can.

The soldiers are blocked behind by their own troops, who continue to rush forward, and they throw themselves in front of the bullets as if they were being pushed out, and then they sink into the puddle of blood as dead bodies like a stream of work.

An inaudible pleading cry of “help” or “forgive me.” A high-pitched chain of voices echoed in the air, but they were drowned out by gunfire and screams of rage, making them indistinct.

I am looking down from a height of more than 100 meters at the dozens or hundreds of strong soldiers being slaughtered without a care in the world. In the big picture, it’s like an anachronistic pachinko machine. The silvery grains rush toward the entrance of the canyon, bouncing here and there, making a big circle, but they get stuck in front of the big prize slot. The red and silver-colored grains are accumulating near the bottom of the machine.

The hellish scene was quite comical to witness, but it turned out to be quite monotonous from a distance. This tragedy is still going on. Somewhere in the back of my mind, and then I let out a sigh. I can’t run away, and I can’t look away.

This is the result of what I’ve started.

The next thing I know, Myrril is standing next to me, looking down at the disaster with a blank expression on her face. Both she and I are saving our ammunition for the second half of the battle, as our guns are short on range. The time we have on our hands reminds me of unnecessary emotion.

“So this is what hunting is all about, huh?”

Myrril murmured quietly.

“Wrong. It’s a mistake, a big mistake.”

Myrril then returned to her mortar observation support. I agree with her. I absolutely agreed, but I didn’t want to accept it.

“Yeah, you’re right. …I never thought this would happen either.”

No, that’s a lie. I knew it. I understood it clearly. And it’s going to be so much worse.

I look at the sunspots floating in the sky in the direction of the royal capital. They were getting bigger and bigger. More than a dozen in total. Or maybe more. This is the real deal I’ve been waiting for.

The winged dragon.

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