The news that the rebel flank had been breached.
Fang Yuan believed this was an excellent opportunity to boost the morale of the capital's nobles.
He ordered the Sixth Prince to make the news public.
The morale of the capital's nobles soared.
The Feudal Noble rebel army immediately felt immense pressure.
On the main battlefield.
The Heavy Infantry, which had originally been beaten back, saw their morale surge.
Beneath their long spears and tower shields.
They actually pushed back against the cavalry's charge.
The battle line that had been forced back began inching forward.
At Iron Thorn Territory.
The Evil God Holy Son stared in utter shock at the approaching Imperial Guard of the capital.
If these had been Fang Yuan's elite troops.
They would have considered it only natural.
After all, they had suffered defeats before.
But these were native infantry.
They were pushing back a cavalry force three times their size.
A legion with such formidable combat strength.
Even in their own hands, such troops were rare!!!
What was more, this legion was not even the elite of the Imperial Guard.
It was merely a completely ordinary Heavy Infantry unit.
On the battlefield, they were nothing more than cannon fodder.
Yet now, a group of cannon fodder had displayed such powerful combat strength.
After the shock came an indescribable terror.
Not one of them could bear the consequences of defeat in the secret realm.
Those consequences were something even the Venerable God could not withstand.
"No, absolutely not!"
The Crimson Flame God's Holy Son roared in a decisive tone.
"We absolutely cannot lose the main battlefield!!!"
"Send the order!"
"Use our own legion."
"Deploy our own legion."
"Stop that Heavy Infantry unit."
"We must annihilate them."
"The battle line absolutely cannot retreat any farther!!!"
The other Holy Sons