Dozens of energy shells crashed into the Dwarf formation, blasting over a hundred Dwarf Warriors into bloody fragments and staining the earth red.
Seeing unrest break out among the vanguard, Andra ordered his guards to suppress it. After killing several dozen soldiers, they finally stabilized the formation and prevented a rout.
Twelve volleys from the Magic Energy Cannons claimed the lives of nearly eight hundred Dwarf soldiers.
Andra's expression remained unchanged as he continued ordering the troops forward.
When the two sides were a thousand meters apart, Moncas ordered the bombardment to cease and commanded the vanguard to engage.
The enemy formation was spread very thin. Expending one Intermediate Magic Crystal to fire an energy shell could only kill a dozen or so Dwarf Warriors. Though it was not worth the cost, these were military supplies issued by the kingdom. There was no reason not to use them when they did not have to pay for them themselves.
The two sides plunged into a brutal and bloody melee, with Dwarves and Human Warriors intertwined.
At every moment, Dwarves lost their lives, and Human Warriors fell as well. Blood dyed the ground red, bearing witness to war's cruelty and ruthlessness.
The blood pooled together and flowed into the Misty River, staining its banks red and drawing countless aquatic creatures.
"Viscount Moncas, this battle should end now," Grev said as he opened his eyes.
Hearing this, Moncas respectfully replied, "Then I'll have to trouble you, my lord."
Grev nodded. His figure vanished, then reappeared behind Andra. Before Andra could react, Grev removed his head, casually cut down the banner, and left.
When the enemy banner fell, Moncas no longer hesitated. He ordered the entire army to charge. Not a single enemy was to escape.
"My lord, the banner has fallen, and the