There was a man in front, and another man behind.
"Cowardly!" one Demon Race iron cavalryman said resentfully as the knights on both sides closed in on him from the front and rear.
That was the price of spreading out to attack.
But what if they charged together?
The Sky Magic Masters who hadn't joined the aerial battle and were now serving as observers began signaling with flags.
"G43 direction, artillery strike. Large number of Demon Race units. High-ranking mages, Lava spell. Eight rounds, rapid fire!"
"Fire!"
The shells arced through the sky like crossbow bolts and fell on the heads of the Demon Race iron cavalry charging in formation.
As soon as the shells exploded, lava began spraying through the fragments and clouds of smoke.
No, "spraying" was the right word.
Lava rained down from the sky, scorching everything!
The machine guns opened fire at full force!
This wasn't just a contest of physical strength. It was magic against magic, too!
With the mages' help, the machine guns also entered berserk mode!
Enhanced bullets, increased penetration!
On the flanks of the Demon Race iron cavalry!
The ambushers who had been lying in wait saw that the time was right. They suddenly burst out of the ground and charged like knights!
At the Black Winged Race battlefront, the ordinary soldiers there weren't left to fend for themselves, either.
The ambushes didn't come in a single wave. They came one after another.
At the very rear, the Serpent Race was also facing an ambush.
These elite Demon Race iron cavalrymen had guns, but not many, and no cannons at all!
Forced to break formation, they now had to face an enemy several times their number.
And because they'd been ambushed, the attackers were forced onto the defensive, while those who had