Chapter 31
“General Glenn… The King, he…”
Seeing the General walk out of the palace with a clouded face, Glenn’s adjutant, Alfred, cried out inwardly. If he didn’t see the General’s cheerful smile, something bad must have happened.
“The King has ordered an advance into the Misty Forest. He wants us to cross the Misty Forest at all costs, even if we have to fill it with bodies.”
Glenn stated the order dryly, with a tone almost of resignation.
“Wha…”
Seeing Alfred’s shocked expression, Glenn sighed heavily.
“Alfred, you should understand. This is a direct order from the King; I cannot disobey.”
For a general loyal to the Empire, obeying the King’s orders was a matter of course. Even if the King ordered him to commit suicide, he would have to comply.
“Advancing rashly will result in countless casualties…”
Alfred muttered softly to himself.
“Yeah. But the King ordered that we can use any weapon, even setting fire to destroy the forest… Sigh! Go assemble the army quickly. Also, prepare the newly developed ‘that’.”
“Even using that?”
“At all costs.”
After Glenn finished speaking, he bit his lip. His order was resolute and unquestionable.
“Yes…”
Alfred lowered his head, clenched his fist and placed it near his chest, saluting the General. Then he ran down the palace steps.
“Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!”
Glenn punched the air, creating gusts of wind.
The Strip Empire is following the old path of the Meir Empire: rash advancement. The King of the Meir Empire thought the Sword Saint was an invincible existence, arrogant beyond measure, and finally ended up with his country destroyed. The King of Strip, who replaced him, also believes that the country is now strong in soldiers and horses, with sufficient provisions, and can conquer everything with force and magic. However, the veteran general who has experienced countless battlefields understands that there are various monsters in this world. They simply chose to withdraw from the world because they didn’t want to get involved in disputes. The consequences of disturbing them excessively are very serious. Even someone as powerful as the legendary Sword Saint couldn’t avoid death in the end.
However, since things have come to this, my death is not worth pitying. I leave the fate of the Empire to the Valkyrie of the Empire, Ophelia. I heard she is the woman closest to the Sword Saint. As long as she is alive, the Empire shouldn’t be overthrown…
Thinking of this, Glenn felt somewhat relieved.
Glenn returned to the military camp and issued orders. A large number of troops scattered throughout the country quickly regrouped.
A few days later.
8,000 Lancers, 2,000 Mages, and 10,000 Land Sword Infantry, totaling 20,000 troops, were ready to go. Thanks to the Strip Empire’s huge population base and exquisite magic technology, the transportation of heavy weapons was also completed in a short time. The team was led by Glenn, Alfred, and the commanders of each army: Lancer Commander Gina, Old Mage Darren, and Land Sword Infantry Commander Ernest.
Wearing gleaming silver Strip-style armor, carrying sharp spears and blades, buffed with numerous melee shields and all-attribute resistance magic shields, the strictly trained soldiers surged into the edge of the Misty Forest like a tide, with the momentum to kill gods if they blocked the way. Wherever they went, large numbers of birds were startled and flew up from the trees, and countless magical beasts were slaughtered by the soldiers’ sharp blades and magic.
“General, we have arrived.”
Ernest, the commander of the vanguard Land Sword Infantry, reported the situation to Glenn.
“Good. Bring ‘that’ up.”
Glenn waved his hand backward.
