Book 10: Chapter 5
“We’re out of ammo! We’re out of ammo!!”
“Draw your swords and engage them in close-quarters combat, then!!”
There were so many corpses in front of us that it was literally impossible to find footing. The ground all around was soft and mushy, because of all the blood. Every step we took caused the blood below to gurgle. The air was dyed red. All of our faces were covered in blood mixed with sweat.
I didn’t know how many bullets I’d fired, but I was numb. An anthropoid that was sick of life charged over from in front of me. I blew his head off, and put a hole in his chest. The impact sent him flying backwards.
I do have some confidence in my marksmanship. I don’t know how many anthropoids I’ve killed, but there were still no gaps on either side. All that was in sight was the fur of the anthropoids.
After my guards emptied all of their ammunition, they drew their swords, and they’re currently engaged in a fight with the anthropoids. I switched out the exhausted militia with my guard unit. The militia suffered fairly significant losses. They had lost a quarter of their men, while the remainder were exhausted.
I separated the anthropoids’ main unit from their siege towers and formed a city wall out of ourselves. I couldn’t let the anthropoids in the rear get onto the city walls. The only reinforcements we got were the Valkyries who came out from the city. Our defence line continued to shrink more and more. We had to maintain the strength of the frontlines, or we would get ripped apart.
Maybe I should say that it was extremely fortunate that we were able to hold up for so long in the sea of anthropoids. We were comparable a leaf on the river that was at risk of being drowned at any moment. We had to get to shore.
I can, by all means, return to the city right now and have my guards fend them off, but I can’t do that. I should lead my soldiers and protect my people, not the other way around. My soldiers should die protecting my people and not me, who isn’t willing to protect the people.