The battlefield
"Abrit, do you think those Marley idiots will attack again today?" On the Grayle Fortress, a Middle East Soldiers wearing a bowler hat and smoking a cigarette casually asked his Comrade.
His Comrade was carving something on a piece of wood with a Small Knife. "Heh, it doesn't matter how many come, Aliti. You should know that the Marleyan just charge blindly under our fire. Most of the fortresses we lost before were taken by their Titan Warriors, but Grayle Fortress won't be so easy to take. If those Titan Warriors dare to show up, the Anti-Titan Cannon will teach them a lesson."
Aliti, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, grinned. "You're right. Hey, you carved this rabbit for your daughter, right? It's really well-made, Abrit. We're old friends. Carve one for my son too; I haven't seen him in almost a year."
Abrit blew the sawdust off his hands, looked at the finished wood carving in his hand, and smiled with satisfaction. He naturally wouldn't refuse his old friend's request, "No problem, you can trust my skills..."
Before he could finish speaking, Abrit tasted blood in his mouth. Suddenly, he felt as if all his strength had left him, and a sharp pain shot through his chest. He trembled and looked down, seeing a large patch of blood seeping through his brown military uniform. When he looked up, the last thing he saw was the astonished expression on his old friend Aliti's face and the blood splattered on his face.
An unexpected stray bullet killed Abrit. His Comrade, after recovering from their shock, stared blankly down at the fortress below, where swarms of white-clad soldiers were charging toward it.
The Marleyan attacked!?
"Damn it! Those damned Marley monkeys!!" Filled with rage, Aliti rushed to his post, where Machine Gun with a thick Gun Barrel waited quietly. Moments later, flames spewed from the cold muzzle, the Machine Gun roared, and countless bullets were fired, the impact tearing through the bodies of the Marley Soldiers.
As the field of vision rose, nearly a hundred Machine Gun throughout the Grayle Fortress opened fire simultaneously, and a barrage of bullets enveloped the entire battlefield.
The sound of explosions kept ringing in my ears, one after another, without end.
The Middle Easterners rained down artillery shells on the battlefield as if they were free, and the charging Marley Army quickly collapsed under the onslaught of artillery and Machine Gun fire.
The Marley Soldiers, gripping his Rifle, lay trembling in a shell crater, surrounded by the mangled limbs of his Comrade.
However, a closer look reveals that the Soldiers charging on the battlefield are all Eldia Soldiers wearing Armband, and the entire battlefield is littered with the corpses of Eldia Soldiers. So where are the Marleyan?
Turning our gaze to the rear of the Marley Position, rows of soldiers holding weapons and pointing their guns forward were the true Marley Army. Their weapons were superior to those of the Eldia Forces —the newly developed Garand Type II Rifle.
However, the advanced weapons the Marleyan were equipped with were not aimed at the Middle Easterners, but at the Eldia Forces who were fighting for the Marley. If they saw any Eldia Soldiers retreating or fleeing, they would not hesitate to open fire.
Meanwhile, Yago, wearing a steel helmet, was lying in the trench observing the situation. His Eldia Third Regiment had only arrived on the battlefield yesterday and had not yet been deployed for combat.
But the heavy casualties suffered by the Eldia Forces on the battlefield horrified Yago. In just half an hour, the army of several thousand men had been almost wiped out, yet they hadn't even managed to reach a point 300 meters from the fortress.
In such high-intensity combat, the few thousand men of the Eldia Revival Army were simply no match for them. Yago frowned.
Selina, who was beside Yago, was also watching the battle. She had experienced many brutal battles, so she could accept the scene before her. However, the casualties of the Eldia Forces made Selina worry about the future of the Restoration Army.
Behind Yago, the several Warrior Candidate were still just children. The constant, terrifying explosions around them had already turned them pale with fright. How could they possibly fight? Even the oldest one Colt, was no exception.
Only Gabi's face didn't show the same terror as her Comrade, but her expression was also very grim, because their Warrior Unit was missing one person. Who was missing?
It turns out that Colonel Koslow who resolutely sent the Warrior Candidate to the front lines for training. Where was he? It turns out that poor Colonel, upon arriving at the front lines yesterday, gave a passionate speech to the Marley Warrior Candidates in front of the position, talking about proving their abilities, demonstrating their loyalty, and sacrificing themselves for Marley, blah blah blah.
Unfortunately, Colonel Koslow sacrificed himself for Marley first, as the Middle Easterners suddenly shelled Marley Position, and a shell exploded not far from Colonel Koslow.
A dozen shrapnel fragments pierced Colonel Khoslow's thigh several centimeters deep. Having just arrived on the front lines, Colonel Khoslow was carried to the rear screaming before even having dinner. Before leaving, Khoslow asked Yago to temporarily command the cadet soldiers, subtly implying that they should be protected. Although they were being sent to the front lines for training, it wasn't really about having these kids carry rifles and charge into battle; the main purpose was to cultivate their loyalty to Marley.
Therefore, all the current Warrior Candidate, including the Sea-Swimming Titan Aili, are under Yago's command. Gabi is filled with worry about this, but Gabi's Comrade are clearly more afraid of the terrible artillery fire on the battlefield.
Just as he was thinking this, Boom!! Another loud explosion startled the candidate, Udo, so much so that his black-rimmed glasses fell off his face.
The glasses fell to Zofia's feet. Zofia bent down, picked them up, and handed them to Udo, calmly remarking, "Udo, if you keep this up, you'll pee your pants in fear sooner or later."
Udo blushed slightly and said nothing, but he didn't notice that Zofia's hand was trembling slightly as Zofia handed him the glasses. So, Zofia wasn't actually as calm as she sounded.
Falco huddled next to his brother Kurt. When the artillery roared, Falco was so frightened that he closed his eyes. He only dared to open them when the noise subsided. The first thing Falco did after opening his eyes was to look at Gabi, but the latter was much calmer than him, though her expression was a little strange.
As the sounds of artillery fire gradually subsided, Yago's expression turned grim. The battlefield before him had become a living hell, littered with the corpses and severed limbs of Eldia Soldiers, craters left by countless exploding shells, and Eldians blood staining the earth.
The thousands of Eldia Forces who charged forward were almost completely wiped out. Those who survived but fell on the battlefield could not be rescued during the day under the enemy's nose. They could only wait until nightfall. The wounded Soldiers could only lie on the ground groaning and praying that someone would come to rescue them at night.
At first, more than ten Eldia Soldiers who retreated were shot by Marleyan Supervisory Unit. Later, unable to hold out any longer, the Marleyan stopped stopping their retreat. In the entire battle, only less than fifty of the thousands of Eldia Soldiers managed to escape unscathed.
Bang! Yago slammed his fist against the trench wall, his face more solemn than ever before. He absolutely could not let the Eldia Revival Army perish like this; such casualties were completely meaningless. He had to think of another way, otherwise, Yago might really only have one path left: to lead a few thousand Soldiers to rebel against Marley.