Solo Swordmaster

#716. It ended up like this

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―The fourth day.

Two of the five Gulags remaining in the north were liberated one by one over the morning and afternoon.

The last pillar to the west has been broken.

While the one who destroyed as many as five Gulags disappeared again without showing anyone.

The two girls exchanged horses and finished maintenance in the city where they stopped by for a post station, leaning their heads on each other’s shoulders, taking a final break.

-Fifth day.

Two more pillars are missing from the north.

The last Gulag in the south has fallen.

When the procession of pumpkin wagons finally leaves the south and heads north.

The Silver Sisters, who had dealt with all the Gulags from the northeast to the northwest, went to the north end without sleeping.

And…

―The sixth day.

of 24 pillars.

In the end, 22 are gone.

The last two columns left.

Among them, ahead of the road leading to Gulag at the northernmost end.

The silver-haired girl, who had been running like crazy on the snowfield for the past six days, rarely stopped talking and made a mysterious expression.

“Huh, I thought it was easy until now.”

A total of 10 in five days.

In fact, they had been handling 2 Gulags a day, but the process was not easy.

Even the Silver Dragon Clan surpasses even the Blue Dragon Clan in terms of pure marching speed, which means that the consumption of physical strength and psionics is severe.

They even had fierce battles with demons in between.

The fact that it took nearly twice as long for the western and southern gulags to be processed showed how arduous their journey was.

Nonetheless, it was neither a joke nor an exaggeration for Yekathrice to evaluate the work so far as easy.

It was an honest evaluation.

“Ainsha, what is that pile of waste?”

“It is Undead.”

“I know that too?”

“If you break it down into details, it’s zombie ghoul skeletons and so on. It is museum level.”

“So you know when you see it?”

army of the dead.

Shouldn’t it be a wave?

A huge skeleton bottle made of bones.

A rotten zombie that exudes miasma.

Cope crawlers that crawl on the floor, and more.

Seeing the piles of corpses easily surpassing millions wriggling in the narrow gorge leading to the Gulag.

Yekathrice murmured coldly.

“The problem is, why are there such undead people in my country, not in legions, but in national units?”

Unlike usual, when I laughed mischievously.

Now her eyes were cold.

She’s insane, but she’s also a descendant of dragons.

As a dictator, he ruled with an iron fist, and it couldn’t have been pleasant to see such dirty things contaminating his own territory, which he had carefully cultivated.

Even in the fact that it gives off an unpleasant aura.

And…

“Even fully armed with LW’s weapons like that.”

A ghost housed in a reinforced exoskeleton.

An RPG on the Skeleton Soldier’s shoulder.

Tanks mixed with piles of rotten flesh, etc.

Should I say modern specifications or state-of-the-art?

To Yekathrice, who frowned at the sight of the undead army uniting with all kinds of cutting-edge weapons that surpassed most modern armies.

Ainsha answered bluntly.

“Don’t ask when you already know the answer.”

“no way. Don’t be so heartless, Ainsha. It’s between us.”

“I want to know what we are like.”

“Um… Between the flesh?”

“…”

“Anyway, now I know.”

the most blatant.

However, at the undeniable words, he smiles at Ainsha, who stares at him with an expressionless face.

Yekathrice looked back again.

And the state-of-the-art weapon that the undead army is armed with.

No, to be precise, he continued to speak coldly while looking at the LW mark engraved on the weapon.

“Where did the enormous productivity of LW products come from?”

there were doubts

Even though the Demiurge Guild is specialized in production among the 7 guilds, there is only one guild.

Even if it was magic engineering, the productivity that surpassed that of Bahamut, which made the world’s second-largest country an entire factory, was a mystery.

More considering the low price.

But seeing this scene, it seems that now I know the answer.

“The dead must rest. However, I forcefully revive it and make it work. It’s disgusting. It will be cursed by God.”

“Is this why I didn’t allow the Soulless Guild to come into our country?”

“I admit it. Yekathrice is the best thing I’ve ever done in my life.”

“The best thing I ever did in my life was being born as your older sister and becoming your brother’s bride?”

“…”

Originally, he intended to use the Russian Khanate as a base.

However, the 7th guild Soulis was eventually driven to permafrost on the northern border due to Yekatrice’s offensive, which generously used power and dictatorship.

Looking at the remnants of the guild centered on the players of the command world.

Catherine giggled.

“It’s been fun. The Soulless Guild would have been a mess if the Undead had taken the products and fled en masse.”

“Look there. There are also piles of corpses dressed in soulless crests.”

“…Could it be that they were completely wiped out?”

“It is the pinnacle of black magic. It must have been a perfect buffet to eat at the lair teeming with the undead.”

Undead are undead, even if they are made with skills.

Are you a being with resentment and curses?

From the moment the demon woke up, it must have gone out of control and ran amok.

And without the guild leader, Commander, and the assistant guild leader, Pascal, the guild members couldn’t even escape and were eaten by the undead they were in charge of.

“…these are the words of a black company that exploited unpaid workers. That’s why we need to be good at employee welfare.”

“Despite being on welfare, a dictator who had fun dictating and then became a revolution keeps his mouth shut.”

“It’s not my fault. Was my rule perfect?”

Ainsha did not bother to point out Yekathrice’s shameless words.

I just asked instead.

“I want to know what to do now.”

“Your brother is waiting for us, so we can’t waste our time here, can we?”

“…”

“But Ainsha, I just want you to stay here.”

“No bullshit. Lee is Yekathrice’s groom, but he is also my groom.”

“Yes, yes.”

Is it because the purpose is to pass the time?

It’s just blocking the road, filling the canyon with ice.

Seeing the large undead army that did not move even while looking at them, Yekathrice laughed.

And let go of the hand holding the reins.

Instead, he drew a dagger and held it.

“Are you all ready?”

“…yes.”

“Just say the word.”

like calculating something.

After a brief silence, the silver-haired maid pulled the skirt of her skirt lightly while still on horseback and pulled a knife from the belt on her thigh.

A white-haired woman with a long hem of sky riding behind her.

Likewise, the Gwangryongdae and the Shinryongdae, which prepare their weapons behind them and resonate with psionics.

After looking back at the family, who were already fully prepared, the last thing they looked at was the white-haired girl riding behind them.

“Don’t stop and go. I will break through the road.”

“…okay.”

Why?

The reason why I feel so reassured today, who was always unreliable.

with an involuntary smile.

Catherine kicked the horse in the back with her foot.

“Then let’s go.”

Different, different, different.

slow at first.

but gradually and quickly.

The horse’s gait becomes a run.

The legs digging into the snow move violently, creating a snow storm.

It’s because there are no magicians to control.

It was only after they started accelerating like that that the moment when the undead army raised various weapons and fired them at them all at once.

Thousands of threads stretched out from the fingertips of Ainsha, who was riding behind Yekathrice.

『Seventy-two kinds of martial arts, eight solar terms,

seven twelve kinds of martial arts, six martial arts, dragon

king, Jin, and heaven,

dragon king, and

dragon king, under heaven. 』

trembling earth.

flesh that jumps out.

and an open road.

The eight dragons created by the intertwining of Cheonjamsa spread out as if they were alive on their own.

The tens of thousands of undead in the path were crushed at once, and the path was clear in the middle of the canyon.

Catherine drove her horse to the empty seat without hesitation.

Like that…

with an immortal body.

Equipped with advanced weapons.

against an army of a million.

66 cavalry charged.

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Kurlung Kwang Kwarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

As the dragon rampages and tears through hundreds of undead.

A cursed cannonball that flew from somewhere pierces another dragon, and the corpses crowded into the hole tear off the flesh and return it to thread.

While the head of a zombie trying to shoot a rocket is pierced by an arrow.

The bullets penetrated through the shield gap in the hem of the clothes that spread like a barrier in the air and passed the horse’s side.

It’s a real mess.

No, it was a mess itself.

Indeed, befitting the strongest masters and sabers of the Seven Dragons, their charge pierced through the large army of undead like tofu.

The problem was the number.

No matter how much you crush, freeze and cut.

A large army of fearless undead constantly flocked to them, numbering in the millions.

Aside from the pouring attacks, the undead remains piled on the floor made it difficult to speed up any more.

‘Should I write it?’

So it was.

The reason why Yekathrice was worried as she froze dozens of undead with cold air.

Until now, the reason they were able to break through hundreds of thousands of undead was because of the speed of their cavalry.

However, it was difficult to deal with a large army of over a million undead in place as long as the horse’s feet were caught.

I wonder if it was only her and Ainsha.

It was because the Gwangryongdae and Shinryongdae were gradually getting scars.

I shouldn’t have lost them now.

Fortunately, they still have one last resort left.

But…

“It’s still fine.”

“You think so?”

“That’s right. I think of Lee’s advice. We have to conserve our strength as much as possible now.”

“…”

“Above all, our clan is not that weak.”

Eight dragons made of Cheonjamsa.

Five of them have already collapsed and only three remain.

Ekatriche laughed at Ainsha’s words, who still asserted with an expressionless face.

“Yes, it is.”

There was no hesitation.

Even if he judged that his own genius brain was breathtaking.

Her heart believed.

The advice of his brother, the best prophet in the world, the military force that prides itself on being the strongest among the two clans, and the two aides who lead them.

and.

That trust was rewarded.

Until he finally broke through a large army of over a million undead and nearly broke through the gorge.

Gwangryongdae and Shinryongdae followed them without a single dropout, even though their bodies were covered in blood.

“The end is finally in sight.”

“That’s right. Just a little further.”

The end of the canyon, only a few hundred meters away.

And looking at the pillar of darkness standing tall beyond it, Yekathrice grinned and Ainsha released the broken Cheonjamsa from her hand.

But right after that.

Yekathrice had to stop abruptly.

Qurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

towards the exit of the gorge.

The undead poured firearms.

It wasn’t just that the canyon was half-blocked by the remains of the icy cliffs collapsed by their fire.

On top of the piled up rubble like a mountain.

It was because of a person who suddenly appeared there.

“Um, it ended up like this.”

slender physique.

A face like a girl.

A skirt would look better than a military uniform.

Nonetheless, only Gundo, who is wrapped around his waist, is a handsome boy who suits him perfectly.

Adolf said shyly.

“It’s not my intention, but you should die here, sir.”