Chapter 136 (1/2)
After a three-day march from the Torlot Fortress, the Northern Army reached the wasteland which was a day away from Krom.
“We’ll rest here for today, and be on move tomorrow.”
Three days on the street with no break, no matter how much of a classified elite one was, they would need to rest.
So, Count Naiman ordered them to take a break and asked them to get a goodnight’s sleep.
Excited with it, the soldiers had a simple meal of beef jerky and dry bread, then put on their blankets and drifted into sleep.
Once they were all snoring, Count Naiman asked the lieutenant,
“What is the status of Krom?”
“Enemy hasn’t made their appearance yet.”
“Phew, that is one thing to feel good about.”
The city of Krom had only a minimal troop at the moment.
When Count Naiman entered the wasteland he was informed that two more estates had been taken down.
The actions of the Republic forces were quick and unrelenting.
If the enemy was left along any longer, the entire Northern part of the empire, including Krom, may be destroyed.
‘Who the hell are we dealing with? And how did they even manage to get so many troops over the Castia mountain?’
If the empire was able to find out how the Republic forces managed to cross the Castia mountain, they could use that path too.
Count Naiman was in deep thoughts.
Suddenly, wild flames rose from the forest which was surrounding the wasteland.
“What, what is that?”
“Wildfire? Come on, put it off… ah!”
An arrow was stuck in the neck of an officer who was directing the troops.
Following it, numerous arrows began to pour out from the shadows.
“Surp, surprise attack! An ambush!”
“Everyone, up, now!”
The wasteland, which the Northern army had occupied for the night, was located at the edge of the forest from the path to Krom.
It was a shortcut which would take as less time as possible to reach the city of Krom, the scouts had looked around and then confirmed that there was no enemy around.
With the myriad of arrows flowing in, the soldiers kept on falling down.
Among the arrows were quite a lot of fire arrows, so the flames spread out to the camps.
In addition, with the fire, shells began to pour in from all the directions.
Bang! BaBang! Kwang!
“Kaaah!”
“Kiak!”
“Fight back! Don’t be taken down! Unite with your units and fight back!”
There was a great deal of confusion among the Northern army who had suddenly awoken from their sleep.
From the Count, officers and knights tried to get hold of the soldiers and calm them as much as possible, but the confusion and haze didn’t seem so easy to calm.
“Dammit, what are the riders doing? Get into the Gigants right away and take down the enemy troop!”
Oooo! Woong!
At the cry from Naiman, the eyes of a Gigant with a huge body flashed from the woods.
But the Gigants which began to appear from the forest weren’t part of the Baroque Empire.
The steel Gigant painted with dark green paint and red crest on the breastplate were the Republic forces led by Duke Dimitry.
“Hahaha! Sweep them all! Trample on them!”
Over a hundred Gigants, upon the orders from Dimitry, pulled out their huge swords and began to trample the Imperial army camp.
Kung!
The heavy steel Gigant’s who were sweeping their huge swords weren’t anything less than the Grim Reaper himself.
“Ahh! Run away!”
“What…?!”
The only thing the Northern army could do against the enemy Gigant was to run with screams.
Seeing the disaster which was happening, Count Naiman could only shout out of anger,
“Kaak! What are the Gigants of our side doing?! Go ahead and stop their scrap of metals!”
With the screaming of Count Naiman, over two hundred Gigants of the Imperial side began to fight against the Republic forces.
Kwaa!
Kaka!
Kaaaak!
In a narrow wasteland, two sides were fighting with a collective number of 300 Gigants, wielding their weapons at full power.
The sounds of the gloves breaking could be heard all over, the huge sparks of big swords colliding could be seen.