After retaliating against the soldiers, Heavenly Horse saw smoke from the direction of the village as it continued to fly for about an hour and gradually began to darken.

"What, that smoke!

Heavenly Horse was stunned by the sight that eventually came to be seen, continuing to fly with a bad feeling.

Hours go back, hours before the Heavenly Horse returns.

"Seelia, Merlin, if you give me a signal, release a range of fire magic on those guys on their way to the gate! Then I'll slap the ones I shot off with warriors, swordsmen."

and give instructions and weigh the timing.

"Not yet, let go!

"" "Firestorm" "

Advanced magic of fire strikes the zombies. But zombies don't have the art of avoiding magic, burning down most of the group.

About 500 zombies left two to thirty in front of them and became coal.

Look at that. I'm flying out with thirty warriors and swordsmen,

"Look, you're gonna make it out of combat with one blow! As soon as that's done, we're pulling out!

Exactly, the avant-garde was hardened with strong guys, so they all slaughter in one blow. It goes well to say that the opponent is an unarmed goblin or oak zombie.

Things like the low number of weapons, especially arrows, stockpiled in the garrison?

Since there were supposed to be more than fifty soldiers packed, there should be some stockpiling of weapons and food, but not thirty this time around. Damn, if you cut expenses, you can do it for me!

For the first year and a half, the garrison was always packed with about 5 to 60 people, and it was not uncommon to exceed 100 people when the replacement personnel arrived, but even when I went into the woods to explore it, I saw goblins and occasional oaks with sophistication, so the number gradually decreased, and lately it felt like there were 2 to 30 people, or even 40 people.

Moreover, only a small amount remained in the stockpile because the soldiers who had fled had taken enough food and weapons to pack in the carriage.

For this reason the villagers were fighting with weapons brought in from each of them.

"All right, retreat!

Answer! and the fellows rushing into the gate in reply.

If we keep going, we can stick until backup gets here, but we won't be able to. This is the sixth raid since Tenma flew away now. The number of defeats would exceed three thousand.

Those damn soldiers were deluded to the count, obviously not a thousand or the wrong number.

Because of the stress, the tone is returning to the adventurous age, but you won't be able to care.

"Hey, Ricardo!

"What's up, Mark"

Mark's voice on the lookout is harsh.

"Oh no, now it's an orga! It's about thirty bodies, and there's an estimated thousand goblins and oaks behind it!

Sure, that sucks.

The Auga is a large demon that is about 3m high in Class B. If there were thirty of those, they would break in without holding such an impromptu fort for five minutes or so.

"Seelia, Merlin!

"Yes!"

"Let it go!"

The two immediately understand and reply.

"" "Fire Arrow" "

A little farther, but the two let the fire arrows go in a row.

With magic that consumes less magic and has a great distance to fly, it only targets the org, and still doesn't stop the org, so it releases the firestorm twice each time it approaches us, attacking every Goblin and the others.

Exactly, total annihilation was impossible, but reduced to less than a tenth of the total, with five orgasms left.

"Assault!

My buddies rush out to my hang. The demons were already full of creativity, so I could easily kill them.

The waves run out, take a breath, drink water in the gap and take a break. Seelia and Merlin still seemed to be able to afford it, but are drinking a little magic potion just in case.

There have been several raids since then, and at last the number of raids at one time has exceeded a thousand.

If this is an enemy operation, it's a really nasty attack.

It begins with a handful of weak enemies, gradually increasing in numbers and putting in strong demons.

Probably manipulating zombies is a pretty wise guy.

"Ricardo, the enemy is pulling away."

"You ran away?

With a desire to be so, I ask Mark.

"Unfortunately, it seems different. Looks like we just pulled into the woods."

"Well... but you've got time to take a break"

Though I wonder if there is such a delicious story, I give instructions to everyone to take a break while allowing them to move at any time.

While eating a light meal and inspecting my armor, I thought that if things were going well, Tenma would be on her way here, and if she could, I hope she wouldn't come back to Tenma like this, but she would come home and try to fight with me.

In an hour, it will begin to darken, telling those who think so and refrain from setting fire to it.

Fuel uses a wooden board that broke out of a horse cabin or something.

At that time, I heard the ambitions of the zombies again from the woods.

"Ha, ha! Ricardo!"

I hear the screams of those who waited on the fence with the screams of Mark.

I ran up on the fence and looked in the direction of the woods, there,

"What! That number, no matter how you look at it, is five thousand... no, it's nearly twice that!

I screamed like that when I saw the zombies coming out of the woods one after another.

Various kinds of zombies, such as oak on goblins, cobolts and dragon snakes on ogres, spring out of the woods.

It was a disaster caused by zombies.

Not all of them are out of the woods, so I don't know how many of these large groups will be.

Nearly 10,000 if you can just see it. When I think about being in the woods, I get feelings similar to despair.

But you can't run away. We have to buy some time and wait for backup to survive.

"That's a desperate battle..."

There are so many zombies on the front that I don't even like to count them, they are gradually spreading to surround the fort.

Besides, the night is near. Zombies can move day and night, and humans, in turn, are overwhelmingly disadvantaged (here) because movement is restricted in the dark.

"Gun the fire! Make sure you get a little light!

If you burn it at this rate, there will be no more wood for tomorrow night.

But if we don't survive now, there won't be a next. The only way to raise your chances of living at all is to place a bet.

That's what I thought when I saw the smoke rising.