Gunner slowly pulled up on the scared and hapless kingdom that were at their wit's end. They were no different from a boy who heard his GF was coming over and was rushing to clean up, or a child who was told to thaw the meat and was hearing his parent's car come in the driveway.
Essentially, they were caught with their pants down.
Gunner stopped at the borders of Fraterina, where a continent of 2 million standard soldiers from Fraterina's side were waiting for them. The conscripts he brought over were shivering in their booths seeing death upon them.
This bolstered the morale of the 2 million enemy troops as their numbers were far superior. Even the commanding officer who had been put here, a young woman by the name of Jennser Bidet, felt courage soar into her heart.
She had initially been panicking when all her seniors deserted to head deeper into the kingdom, using their authority to force her in charge of the border. She felt like the army that was coming would be so huge that they would go on till the horizon.
However, it was just 500,000 poorly trained soldiers who were shivering like babies and a few thousand men comfortably sitting in some sport of magitech vehicles.
How was this something to fear? Still, Jennser knew that her seniors had more information than her, so there was more to it than she knew. This was why despite feeling confident, she had placed herself at the far back of the army.
As such, if anything went awry, she could escape quickly like her seniors and seek refuge deeper in the kingdom. With 2 million body bags before her, even if these troops were meat grinders, they would still need time to clear them all.
As for their lives, she cared even less. They were merely men, and such species could be bred like rats in Fraterina. Men were just tools for reproduction and battle, they did not have the mental faculties nor the right to think politically and on a large scale.
That was why all leadership positions in Fraterina were filled by capable women, there hardly being a man who qualified or dared to seek anything except the most meager and most menial tasks which befit them.
Thinking like this, Jennser sat on her horse and watched the event proceed cautiously.
When the army stopped, Gunner rose up from his tank and slowly climbed down. He then crocked his neck, stretched his body, and performed warm-ups. The entire army on both sides just watched him, tense and unsure what would happen next.
He then sucked in a deep breath and stretched each hand apart. Then, Gunner clapped with full force, causing a huge upheaval as the shockwave was no different from a megaton explosion.
Everything in from of him for miles turned to bloodmist or was ripped apart into nothingness. Those at the front even had their bones turned to ash, while those in the middle had their bones fly away.
Those at the back were shredded, but only lost most of their flesh their bodies ragdolling terribly as they flew back. As for Jennser, she had been blown by the shockwave, a far distance, crashing on top of their horse and rolling.
Unfortunately for her, though her initial fall was broken by the horse, it took its revenge from the afterlife when its body crushed the young woman's legs to paste.
The delirious and stunned Jennser initially did not recognize this pain since her brain and body were severely injured, her skin only staying on her body thanks to the 'body bags' who had stood before her as well as her distance from the source of the calamity.
However, she soon came to as the pain surged into her mind, making her shriek with agony as she cried, gazing at her bloodied and ruined legs with shock and horror.
She was an Amateur, which was why she would even be assigned at the border, so she didn't die easily. She managed to push the horse off her body with her above-average strength and what she saw killed her inside.
She couldn't feel her legs, but she hoped at least something remained for her to fix. Rather, it was the case that her two legs had been smashed into nothingness.
She didn't even need to bother to try and move the horse, there was nothing of hr left under it. She could have just crawled away as-is.
Jennser stared at her stumps which had been too mangled to even pump out blood silently, her eyes glazed over and her mind numb. She only reacted when she saw a shadow looming over her.
Before she could look up, she was grabbed and brought up to face two burning green eyes that seemed to pierce into her soul. Jennser was in excruciating pain and shock, but she couldn't help but dumbly think that those eyes were quite lovely.
"You are the commanding officer here?" Gunner asked her coldly.
Jennser nodded numbly, her expression still slightly dazed due to how quickly the situation changed to the absolute worst before she knew it.
Gunner nodded. "Good."
He flicked a drop of some purplish liquid into her mouth. Jennser swallowed it automatically, thinking that it tasted quite good and how she would long for more than a drop.
She then shuddered greatly and energy surged in her body, her wounds healing immediately and her two stumps growing perfectly slender legs that were even lovelier than the bruised one she had before.
While she was shocked and gaping at the changes, she then raised her head to gaze at Gunner with confusion.
"Why?"
"Because Darius cannot always spend his time creating troops the manual way. It is best to have a good amount of natural-born troops that can be trained the normal way." Gunner replied lazily as he took one step, moving so fast that he appeared near his tank.
For some reason, Jennser felt like she would have been better of dying here, and that feeling scared her.
