I Don’t Need a Guillotine for My Revolution - Chapter 136

Episode 136 Iberica – Dilus Defense Battle (2)

First, a defensive battle involving Dilus was decided, but Paimon did not move hastily, perhaps because he was being patient or because the adjustments had not been completed.

Meanwhile, the offensives of Porto Port and allied tribes continued, and the number of refugees increased.

In the end, no matter how Dilus’ fortress it was, it was impossible to accommodate all the residents who had fled from all over, and driving the residents out to northern Iberica in the barren winter was out of the question.

Crocs was having a hard time with those who were too young or too old to be mobilized as laborers in street fighting, so I had to find other means.

“It’s been a while, Colonel Okon.”

Jean Ocon, who was now in charge of the entire defense line of the Southern Mountains rather than just a gateway, bowed politely to me for not ignoring Crocs, who had come to the Southern Mountains and requested negotiations, and for reporting to me properly.

“It is an honor to see you again, Your Excellency the Marquis de Lafayette!”

“Okay, thank you for coming on time. “I believe you will do a good job taking in the residents of Iberica and temporarily housing them.”

“ancient! The Southern Mountain Guard will never let you down!”

I smiled at Okon, who answered quite reliably.

It seems like only yesterday that I saw him shaking in embarrassment in front of Crocs, but that was already several years ago.

“Yes, trust me and leave it to me.”

I looked at Okon, who saluted me again, inspecting the residents he had prepared in advance and giving various instructions.

In the end, what I chose was to evacuate them to the south of France and temporarily house them.

They were kicked out of their hometown right now, so we can’t just ask them to spend the winter in the wastelands of Iberica. It would be better to protect them for a while in Franzia, where they can afford it.

I was a little worried about the reaction of the National Assembly, but thanks to Eris and Christine’s strong arguments, it seems that it was passed on time.

I turned away from Ocon and the refugees and looked at the huge city of Dilus.

Human Orc Goblin Beastman.

People of various races, both military and civilian, roll up their sleeves and move around busily, carrying out construction work in the city.

Through the recent 15 days of work, Dilus is becoming a large fortified city centered around a central citadel.

It’s so spectacular that you wonder what it would look like if the entire Lumiere city were fortified.

Although the faces of the residents were not without concern, I felt an unfamiliar feeling as I saw their faces full of motivation and fighting spirit.

If Lumiere were to face a crisis like this, would the people of Francia be able to unite and face it like this?

Is Crocs’ popularity great, or is it their desire to protect the country and freedom they built with their own hands?

Or is there a bond that only those who grew up in the barren land of Iberica have?

As I was lost in thought, a yellow butterfly danced in the sky and came towards me.

As it gets closer, it has colorful wings mixed with yellow and black.

I laughed. A butterfly in the middle of winter.

When I held out my hand, a butterfly fluttered in and landed on my hand – and I felt the air around me change.

When I glance around, I see that it is the same city of Dilus, but all the residents are gone.

No, in this case, it’s not that the residents disappeared, it’s that I came to a different space.

Even though I was obviously far away, I felt like I was doing a good job of hiding in my dreams, and it was like this.

Even if you are awake, you can be immediately dragged into the world of dreams….

Indeed, he is a high-ranking devil at the level of a CEO.

“Who is it?”

I reached behind my head and grabbed both hands that were trying to cover my eyes.

“Oh, it hurts!”

When I heard a scream coming from behind, I let go of the arm I was roughly holding and turned my back.

“If you want to attack someone from behind, you have to be prepared to get hurt yourself.”

The golden succubus who heard my words looked mortified with a tearful face.

“I was just trying to make a joke, but I’m taking it

too far…” In reality, it seems so insignificant compared to the power I have, but…

I deliberately tried to speak with a stern face.

“It doesn’t look very harmless and it’s not cute, so why not leave it at that.”

Then Gremory grunted with a pouty face.

“… He seems like a bleak and cold-hearted person…”

“Oh, I’m only kind to my own people.”

When I answered with a grin, Gremory narrowed his eyes slightly and complained.

“It would be nice if you could show even half of that kindness to your temporary partner…”

I lightly ignored him.

“So you came.”

After hearing what I said, Gremory nodded and opened his mouth with a serious expression.

“Paimon has moved, Marquis. “Prepare for a decisive battle.”

“Ok, fine. Where…” We

will find out if our ‘temporary partner’ is truly trustworthy or not when we fight this battle.

Even without me saying it out loud, Gremory was puffing on the arm that had been grabbed by me just a moment ago, then puffing out her chest and raising her nose in triumph.

“Once this battle is over, you will treat me with a little more kindness and respect.”

I answered the very funny succubus as if I was feeling sorry.

“That won’t happen. “There is someone who has already taken the lead in being kind and precious.”

* * *

“There are too many people at the north gate! Disperse to the west and east gates!”

“There aren’t enough spears! “How many axes are left?”

The city of Dilus was extremely busy, filled with 50,000 troops, including military and volunteer civilians.

Damien de Mirbeau, commander of the Southern Army of the French Revolutionary Army and deputy commander of the Iberica Expeditionary Force, was looking at the scene with a distraught expression.

“Never be afraid! King Crocs will lead the way and be with you! For the freedom of our brothers! “For the liberation of Iberica!”

Countless humans and barbarians join together and shout in one voice at the cry of One-Eyed Karok, King Crocs’ first henchman.

“Long live King Crocs!”

“Al-ardho Akbar!”

As Damien was staring at the scene, Giselle Darby, a staff member who was following him, said something.

“You’re in great shape.”

In fact, Damien de Mirbeau shook his head.

“I think everyone is crazy because they want to die.”

Giselle Darby looked a little dissatisfied, but kept her mouth shut.

This is because I have learned from experience that it is her boss who will only get annoyed if I say one more word at times like this.

“Everyone is truly out of their minds to stay and fight after seeing such terrible things…”

Damien muttered softly.

Whether he wanted it or not, he played a major role in the war against the Empire.

In Francia, he became a hero of the revolutionary army in his own way, and the title of master of defensive warfare made him happy.

He regained some of the confidence he once lost after losing in a row to the Marquis de Lafayette.

Even so, the ‘drones’ that those devils were dealing with were an enemy I never wanted to see again, even in my dreams.

It was so terrible that even he, who had experienced countless battlefields so far, was in complete panic and unable to make proper decisions.

It gives me goosebumps to think that he might end up like that if he happens to be captured by his enemies.

To be honest, I want to throw out all the barbarians and pagans and send them to Francia.

However, unaware of Damien’s distraught mind, there was an orc who greeted him with a loud voice that seemed to resonate throughout the city.

“Oh there you are! Hahaha!”

Seeing the giant orc approaching quickly and stomping, Damien spread his crumpled face and smiled.

“Oh, welcome, Your Majesty.”

“hmm! Count Mirbeau! Crocs has heard your great name many times. I am glad to be able to protect our capital with you this time too! Hahaha! Let’s fight an honorable battle together!”

“Whether it is possible….”

“Hahaha, I look forward to your performance on the battlefield!”

Crocs laughed heartily and stomped away again.

Damien clicked his tongue as he saw the residents welcoming Crocs with joy.

Damned Lafayette. I am also a detached lieutenant, and the defense of the most dangerous city area is his responsibility.

Damien twitched his mouth and called Giselle.

“Hey Dabi.”

“Your Excellency the Count!”

“…Aren’t you scared? “They say we’re fighting those horrible things again.”

Rather than expecting an answer from a mere officer, Giselle seemed to think for a moment and then answered with a straight line.

“I’m scared, Your Excellency.”

In any case, this bold officer never gives a proper answer. Damien asked again, even though he was dumbfounded.

“But why are you so calm?”

“…things are scary, but ending up with nothing left behind is even scarier. So, I want to make my dreams come true and gain fame.”

After hearing Giselle’s answer, Damien furrowed his brows.

He was like that once too.

Count Mirbeau.

Born as the second son, this is the position I have wanted to achieve my entire life.

The position he had completely given up on after being defeated by the Marquis de Lafayette ironically fell into his hands because of the Marquis de Lafayette.

By killing both my father and brother.

In reality, the title of earldom he had obtained became something in name only, as he joined hands with the Marquis of Lafayette and devoted himself to the republic.

I, Giselle Darby, am a commoner and still very young.

So you’re saying things like that without knowing how precious your life is.

Since I was nothing to begin with, I want to become something.

But not him.

He wants to live no matter what. That’s all.

“It’s because you don’t know anything yet. “All that is useless.”

Giselle, who had expected her to retort in a sassy manner, surprisingly didn’t answer, so Damien turned his head and looked at her.

In fact, Giselle Darby had a puzzled face.

“But Your Excellency.”

“What?”

“Your Excellency was also very happy when he was praised for his victory.”

“Is there anyone who doesn’t like that?”

“…Then, I may be presumptuous, but Your Excellency, what do you plan to do if you quit the revolutionary army?”

“ok? “That’s what…”

Damien, who was about to say something, stopped when he got out of the clutches of the damn Marquis de Lafayette and the Count of Aquitaine.

I’ve never thought about it.

“I have been assisting His Excellency for quite some time as His Excellency’s messenger and staff member, but I have never seen His Excellency enjoy any hobbies or do anything other than military service.”

Damien was a little dazed.

There were many military enemies who were idle and lazy, leaving military duties behind. However, that does not mean that you really have any hobbies or things you want to do other than group dancing.

He wanted to become Count Mirbeau, so he competed with his older brother and tried to impress his father.

All I’ve learned throughout my life is how to live as a knight and lord of a knightly kingdom.

In fact, the title of earldom was not obtained thanks to his efforts, and he had no remaining power as a lord that he had coveted.

After that, I was dragged here by the Marquis de Lafayette.

As Damien remained blank, Giselle Darby asked again with a look of sincere incomprehension.

“Your Excellency’s status and reputation in the revolutionary army are the envy of many soldiers. But if you give up your reputation as a commander of the revolutionary army, what will be left?”

Damien had no answer.

* * *

The outskirts of Dilus city.

Waves crash along the horizon, like waves crashing into the sea.

A truly unnatural and grotesque sight, the mechanical steps of an army of neither the living nor the dead continuing.

The Allied Iberian-Franian troops camped in the city swallowed their saliva like no one else.

The city’s defenses, which have been solidly fortified by tens of thousands of troops and residents, are close to optimal.

The number of approaching enemy ‘drones’ is approximately 40,000.

This side is superior in numbers, but this side has a large number of citizen volunteers. Everyone could not help but be concerned about the fact that such a large number of drones were difficult for even warriors to deal with.

“Don’t be scared! “We have something to protect, so if we unite as one, we can do it!”

“Waaah!”

In order to make up for the atmosphere of the city even a little, the one-eyed Karok encouraged him, and the soldiers responded by shouting.

Damien de Mirbeau was looking down at the scene through a telescope from a watchtower on top of the castle walls and gave instructions to Giselle Davy.

“Tell the artillery to begin shelling.”

“Your Excellency the Count!”

Not long after Giselle Darby ran down, the cannons placed on top of the castle walls started firing and the bombardment began.

Damien looked at the drones through a telescope.

A completely unified, horrifying movement without the slightest error that is so bizarre that even looking at it again, it is truly bizarre.

Even as the artillery barrage continues and the fire of our archers is pouring down, a terrifying sight approaches as if nothing is happening.

Damien, who was observing the scene while applying saliva to his parched lips, furrowed his brows.

“Why are there no siege weapons?”

In previous battles, the drones did not use any weapons such as guns or cannons, but only used their bare hands.

Since the force is strong even with bare hands, it may have been okay in spinning.

But what they are trying to attack is not just a city, but a huge fortress.

If you want to attack a castle, wouldn’t you need at least something like a ladder, a fire truck, or a cannon to knock down the castle walls?

Whether Damien was in doubt or not, the battle continued beneath the castle.

Arrows are fired and muskets fire.

Nevertheless, the drones did not collapse, but approached steadily and took a running stance all at once.

Damien swallowed dryly and watched the soldiers guarding the barricade retreat like the ebbing tide.

Drones are rushing by.

At a speed that cannot be compared to the retreating soldiers.

However, the moment when the rapidly approaching drones caught up with the soldiers halfway.

“pop.”

As soon as Damien made a sound with his mouth, the buildings in the city exploded with barricades in place, and a pillar of fire rose up.

There were many drones running through the flames, but the chase was delayed due to barricades set up like spider webs – and as Crocs’ army retreated, another explosion occurred.

-If the brothers remain, the city can be rebuilt even if it is destroyed!

The king who calmly said things that no one in Francia could say, and the obedience of the residents who placed absolute trust in the king.

Thanks to this, the explosion of gunpowder buried with the intention of completely destroying the entire capital city burned down the drones in an instant.

They put up a lot of barricades in the city and guarded them as if they were going to fight a street battle, but the barricades are merely obstacles to hinder the pursuit of drones.

Crocs’ army began to run away without looking back as soon as the drones were running, and the drones that were chasing them with all their might became victims of the fire that exploded sequentially and turned into ashes.

-There is a clear limit to the number of drones they have.

The Marquis de Lafayette said so.

-The fact that these guys who have been acting like they want coexistence with humans have deployed such terrible weapons means that they are in a desperate situation. If we avoid combat with them as much as possible and only inflict losses without anyone being captured, their total force will inevitably decrease.

Damien sincerely prayed so.

“…It’s hot.”

The fire caused by the city’s series of explosions was so intense that you could feel the heat even from above the fortress beyond the moat.

Damien gave instructions to Nicolae, who was waiting next to him, as he watched Crocs’ army escape the burning city and rush towards the castle.

“I don’t know if they are humans, but if they are drones, they will be able to follow through those flames. Order the line infantry to prepare for covering fire from the castle walls. “You can’t shoot at your own team, so be careful to aim properly.”

“Please leave it to me, Your Excellency Count!”

Nicola Ne ran downstairs, and Damien looked anxiously at Crocs’ army, which was taking refuge in the fort from the burning city.

Fortunately, as a few more explosions occurred, the drones also stopped chasing.

Damien wiped his sweaty forehead with his hand after seeing the gates of the fortress across the moat being lowered and Crocs and the soldiers taking refuge safely inside the fortress.

“Well, somehow it works out.”

The first operation, which involved drawing drones into the city, delaying them with barricades, and causing damage by exploding them, worked quite well.

I’m not sure exactly, but the drones seem to have burned up quite a bit, and I think there will be quite a bit of fighting in the street battle, and if you haven’t prepared siege weapons, you might be able to buy more time than expected.

With a fortress like this, it would be enough to earn at least a few days, so for the rest, if only the Marquis de Lafayette was kind to him – that was the moment Damien thought.

“Uh huh?”

“omg?”

There was a startling sound from below.

“what?”

As Damien looked down, a scene that could not be described other than as bizarre was unfolding.

Drones are sprinting past the barely extinguished flames.

Toward the walls of the citadel.

“What-”

There is a moat clearly dug in front of the castle wall, so what are you going to do when they rush into the castle wall?

While Damien was panicking, the drones crashed into the moat just as they had sprinted. The

only

sound that could be heard was the horrible sound of skin bursting.

However, the drones’ race was not over.

A piece of fabric touches the ground and bursts, and then another piece of fabric touches the ground and explodes, making a series of terrible sounds.

“Huh huh…!”

It was only then that everyone realized what was happening.

The puppets, who were once human and once orcs, became the devil’s puppets, constantly running and falling and piling up.

It piled up and piled up.

A mountain of corpses began to form.

“This is crazy! Start shooting! Tell the artillery to fire buckshot! Shoot everything, gun or whatever! Stop that somehow!”

The soldiers, who were looking in shock at the mountain of fabric being built up by the endless chain of suicides of puppets who directly denied human dignity, came to their senses and started shooting only when Damien shouted at the top of his lungs.

“firing! “Fire!”

“Hurry up and reload! “Don’t let them get close!”

The sergeants and officers cried out at the top of their lungs –

“Everyone up the wall! Prepare for battle!”

Following Crocs’ shout, the Orcs who had just barely entered the fortress came running in a huff.

The speed of the drones did not stop even when the drones ahead were hit by a barrage of bullets, shattered to pieces, or fell to the ground under a hail of gunfire.

The mountain of corpses piled up by the drones grew higher and higher, while making a terrible sound as they were crushed under the weight piled on top of them – until they finally reached the walls of the fortress.

“Ugh!”

With screams filled with fear, the drones that jumped up the mountain of corpses began pouring into the fortress at once.