Sun Changcun reacted quickly, and his soldiers were brave enough.
After a fierce charge, the center troops rescued their vanguard comrades who had been entangled with the civilian army.
But the civilian army in the distance began to go mad. From standing still at first, they turned to charging the government troops on their own initiative.
Seeing one fearless face after another, the government soldiers began to panic.
They were human. How could they stand against Evil Objects? At last, some people stopped following orders and took any opening they could to retreat on their own.
Even the mounted Supervisory Team could do nothing by riding forward and cutting people down.
The Supervisory Team was still human, while those civilian soldiers were madmen—monsters! Sun Changcun realized he had made a mistake. He should not have sent out the center troops.
Now, he had effectively thrown both the vanguard and the center troops into the fray.
Neither force could easily break contact.
If he sounded the gong to withdraw now, the soldiers would panic and turn to flee, only to collide with and trample one another.
Even if the lower-ranking officers commanded them properly and organized an orderly, rotating retreat, it would not work.
Under normal circumstances, the rearguard would launch a fierce assault, drive back the enemy, and withdraw while taking the chance.
Then the next group would serve as the rearguard and erupt again, repeating the process to intimidate the enemy and break contact.
But that would not work now, because the enemy was insane.
They would cling desperately to the soldiers serving as the rearguard and would not be intimidated.
"Sound the gong for withdrawal. We can only see how many men they manage to bring out." Sun Changcun sighed, then ordered the Rear Army to become the