Those three words wouldn't leave Lynn's mind. Especially when Lothair rode into battle, sweeping through the enemy ranks with a warhorse beneath him and a long spear in hand, casually sending non-tank units flying or leaving them slashed open.
The people charging alongside him had their courage maxed out, too.
They still believed Lothair could work miracles!
"The Imperial Family of this generation is way too monstrous, isn't it?" Lynn thought with a sigh. "It's just a shame they're putting their intelligence and strength to the wrong use."
Lothair swung his spear as he charged forward, and the knights beside him did the same. In a melee like this, they had to take careful aim before firing.
Artillery was no longer an option. In the midst of a melee, they'd hit their own men, so they could only shell the enemy's rear as it advanced.
"Send out the flanking forces. Bring up the cavalry and keep them from covering both ends. Focus on the enemy infantry in the rear," Lynn said quietly, watching those absurdly superhuman fighters around Lothair in action.
The two Guard Army Legions facing them had around twenty thousand men.
The opposing force had around twenty-five thousand. Lothair had plenty of cavalry, though only five thousand were charging at the moment.
The cavalry broke through head-on, hurling explosive javelins that blew Lynn's infantry to pieces.
Among the elite forces, only the shield guards could stop the cavalry.
The others had no long-handled weapons and suffered badly for it.
The Devil Beast Horses beneath them were also a top priority to protect.
Devil Beast Horses weren't ordinary horses to begin with; they didn't spook easily.
Anything with "devil beast" in its name was a ferocious beast. It could be tamed, but its nature was still that of a