Glory to the Crown (A Self Insert Story)

Libertation of Cymru

Barton: Hmm, that sounds like good plan

Barton looks at his friend for any further tips for efficient progress instead of always going to the defensive when fighting the undead. Grayson puts his finger on his chin to think

Both officers stood silently upon seeing the mountain of corpses of the undead just outside, meters away from the town's entrance

Grayson: The most plausible way is to continue a raid on Caedryd, the epicenter of the necromancy, i'll try to get approval of the navy to bombard it too

Barton: Alright. I appreciate the advice

Grayson: No problem, mate

A few hours later

The British marched to the next town occupied by the undead and was able to rescue a few native survivors. De Havilland Mosquito flew on low altitudes as they drop their payload into the enemy below, explosion threw bodies like they were ragdolls while infantry and tanks took care of the undead who have noticed their presence

Cromwell Tank Commander, Roy, was able to get a second round with the undead, now in protective suit like a gasmask and gloves, he is ready to face off the horde once again

Roy: We wont lose to them like last time boys, smoke em!

The 75mm gun aims at the approaching horde and firing an HE round causing the explosive filling to blast away a large number of the horde. The Besa Machine Gun on the other hand was mowing down and helping infantry shred the approaching zombies into their position

9mm and .303 cartridge fires out of the barrel of their guns hitting the swarm in a hail of lead from SMG, Rifles and Machine Guns. An onslaught of modern weaponry which deny the horde. Some were able to resist the bullets but the sheer volume of fire was too much for the Zombie's to keep up

A Mosquito from the skies turns back and fires both of its 7.7mm machine gun and 20mm cannons into the horde and a red-green mist appears as the blood of the Empire's enemies was shredded into nothing

The morale of the troops was raised as the continious support from the RAF was helping them win the battle. 25pdr shells smashes through inside the town to increase collateral damage on the undead still inside there while 2 inch and 3 inch mortars helps support closer to the infantry

The Undead were pushing through the defended hill the British occupied that oversees the City below and the undead were shot at without hesitation while Grenades were thrown

Infantry pushed forward as the opportunity arises where the casualties of the zombies diminishes. With the help of a pair of Matilda, they slowly pushes through besides the Infantry tank against the odds of the undead, trusting each other that their fellow will protect their backs

Molova, Caedryd

After getting some sleep after the bombing night raids, Molova woke up to find himself sitting in a uncomfortable position and standing up to stretch his body

Realizing the events last night, he hurries outside of the Cathedral and saw the devastation of Caedryd. Fire still rages despite being lit abalze last night, many of the structures toppled, the market place reduced to rubbles and the residential area burned

Molova: Gulps T-This kind of power...does the British have a Fire Dragon?!

Molova heads back inside and ready his spell to look into the perspective of one of his undead. His face grew irritated upon noticing the location of his undead legion was unavailable

Sweat trickles down his face as he realize that the British were getting closer and closer at a alarming rate. Using his previous calculations, the British should have faltered into a full defensive yet the moderate pace offensive turned into a slow and steady pace with still noticeable progress