The cavalrymen's bravery saved Gale Squad quite a bit of trouble. If this dozen or so riders had scattered and fled, they would have been hard to pursue.
"How did they dare charge at us? Did they really think flesh and blood could stop steel?" Gwen's voice was filled with disbelief.
"Not necessarily. These cavalrymen are only ordinary people, and we concealed our movements at night. Perhaps they never saw us at all. They only heard there were enemies ahead and intended to use their horses' advantage to charge over and seize control of the situation. If things went wrong, they could always turn around and leave."
Everyone in Gale Squad was a Transcendent. They could see clearly at night with ease, and with Granny, who specialized in reconnaissance, assisting them, nearly everything on the battlefield was transparent to them.
But those ordinary cavalrymen could only hear Galahad's roar. By the time the engines began to thunder, it was already too late.
With conventional armies, cavalry might have been able to use their agility to withdraw in time. But now...
Though each self-propelled artillery vehicle weighed over ten tons, they were even more agile than cavalry on the battlefield.
That was why the unit Galahad had organized was not a traditional scouting party, but Gale Squad, composed of self-propelled artillery.
If they went unnoticed, they would sneak through quietly. If they were spotted? Their enemies would have to catch them first!
"Full speed ahead! Make a bigger commotion!" Galahad shouted. He turned the loudspeaker up to maximum volume and fired a shell directly toward the distant glow of the military camp.
They had come to scout in the first place. When hiding was no longer possible, disrupting the situation was more useful instead.
Besides... it was night. This chaos might