Industrial revolution starting with the undead

Separate teams.

Originally the biggest threat, the giant skeleton - a bunch that went from detour to Fleetberg territory far to avoid it.

It is the name of a separate unit, but its reality is no different from that of the main unit. Whatever you do, you're dividing 100,000 soldiers into 50,000 pieces. It would not exist in Fleetberg territory, which is only one countryside, such as the means of combating violence in the number of at least 50,000.

Kuck, grinning at his mouth, the chief priest, Jennifer Langley, was marching with 50,000 soldiers.

"It's time to arrive"

"Ha! Dear Priest!

"Captain McGregor said that Uncle Fleetberg himself was on the head of the giant? I mean, there's no counts in the realm right now. Let's attack electrically."

"Ha!"

I entrust Duran McGregor, the head of the Holy Knights, with the role of attracting the giant skeletons.

For this reason, this march is led by Jennifer herself, and Jennifer herself is the great army of 50,000 to give instructions. Keeping it back and taking the lead was something that even made me feel comfortable somewhere.

"Reports say there's probably about a hundred soldiers in the skeleton."

"Yeah, I hear the patrol was dealing with a number to that extent."

"I know there would have been an increase in numbers from there, but research suggests there are about two hundred skeleton soldiers that can make Uncle Fleetberg in six months. A year and a half after that… even with the increase from there, it's probably about six hundred."

"Oh, is that it?"

"Yes."

To the words of his deputy, Jennifer nods eagle.

Only about two hundred in six months, a skeleton soldier can make - that's the information Jennifer is definitely grabbing.

They are lurking Jennifer's faithful followers in the Heilhorn Union. And I also grabbed the fact that Uncle Fleetberg had the idea of turning himself over to the Heilhorn Union and the information they had obtained on their own - the fact that Uncle Fleetberg had created fake silver coins.

But on top of that, Jennifer was letting him swim to grasp more of Fleetberg territory's weaknesses without strangling Uncle Fleetberg.

As a result, the information obtained - and that is that the soldier in the skeleton that Uncle Fleetberg can make is about two hundred in six months.

"The number of soldiers who were originally in the order of one hundred is likely to increase to about seven hundred. But with about seven hundred skeletons, you won't be dealing with 50,000 soldiers."

"If only the giants could lead us elsewhere, it wouldn't be a problem when you're a soldier on a skeleton."

"Yeah, I'm checking my gear for that."

It's a holy fire weapon.

An Imperial Army deputy shows his weapon with a nod of yeah.

It is an axe endowed with holy power, from the holy fire present in the Great Temple of the 'Ecclesiastes'. That's what all soldiers are handed out, and their contents are all things that can be broken by force, such as axes and blunt weapons.

Jennifer nods as she mocks such a deputy in her heart.

Where he set fire to the holy fire, where he did not, his opponent is a skeleton. There is no other way to defeat it than to smash it.

"Oh..."

"Looks like you already had a soldier on this road. You've never seen a giant before."

"… how many?

"Hey, I don't know the exact number at this distance... well, the chief priest says, about seven hundred."

……

Hands in hand, make the march stop.

Jennifer's eyes are not so good, but they are nevertheless an army of skeletons to the extent that they are visible. However, it is not known to what extent exactly it exists.

Jennifer's research definitely tells me that two hundred a six months - that's what I told him to infiltrate.

"Hmm... but deploying soldiers here foresaw us coming here...?

"Ha ha..."

"In other words, the giants themselves are not trump cards...... they led us to come from this path by turning the giants...?

"Duh, what do you mean...?

Jennifer thinks with a frown root.

She herself has never met Uncle Fleetberg - Jin before. When I heard about the growing number of cult apostles on Fleetberg territory, I just moved that it had to be purified.

As a result, first the 'Episcopal' patrols, then the Holy Knights - two of which have been wiped out by the hands of Uncle Fleetberg.

Therefore, she thinks.

This time it was supposed to be behind Uncle Fleetberg. When they will be absorbed into the Heilhorn Union - we have prepared soldiers in time for it, and we have also rushed the march. Today, on this day, there should not even have been an indication that we would arrive in Fleetberg territory.

But Uncle Fleetberg broke through.

Today, I was preparing a separate task force for the "Episcopal Church" to intercept.

"Take someone high and let them examine the size of the enemy."

"Ha! Hey, you, go up to the other high ground and find out how many enemies you got!

"Ha!"

As instructed by the deputy officer, a soldier who was nearby heads to the high ground.

I'm not going to imitate that, like I'm going into it helplessly. If you stick it in Darkless Arrow Cod, you'll eat a handached tail.

Jennifer therefore proceeds with caution. Now if there are tens of thousands of enemies, that's what falls back where we went in.

"No, but..."

Jennifer sighed trembling as she peered into the binoculars.

The army of skeletons - they were at the head of it, because they were clearly not human beings.

Right arm much longer and thicker than height. Slow torso with a short left arm to the point of apology. What you can see from the waist down is the thick legs. And while the head is properly attached to the position of the head, only a few facial parts exist.

Is there such a thing as a person? Does it exist?

"Bye!!

"Wow!!

But the next moment.

Jennifer's 50,000 troops - from there, screaming.

"Become - what do you want!

"Wow, I don't know! Enemy!

"Guuuuuuu!"

Someone's Terminator.

And you can also hear the weapon swinging. But I don't know what the enemy looks like. Something invisible feels like it's rampant in the center of the army.

"Guuuuuu!!

"Whew!!

"Ghaaaa!!

All you hear is the screams of soldiers on your side. I captured an enemy, I defeated him, I can't hear a word like that.

What the hell is on the battlefield...

"Excuse me."

But what I heard in Jennifer's ear like that.

It was a woman's voice, whining so in some polite tone.

"Who is it!!

Yes, when Jennifer turned around and pointed at the tip of the weapon.

Standing there was one woman. And around it, falling soldiers.

And behind a woman like that - losing her temper, standing with a vain eye, men who should have been soldiers.

"You are the commander."

"What... this, what the hell!? You are...!

"Oh, I'm late."

The woman is wearing made-up clothes - lift the skirt properly.

Then, with a cold eye, give your mouth a slight peek at your canine teeth.

I said.

"I serve Uncle Fleetberg, my name is Ianna from" Vampire (Vampire) "

It is.

Alongside the soldiers of the skeleton, the apostles of cults threatened in the 'sacraments' -.