The densely packed noble coalition surged forward like a tide, bravely advancing amid fierce cannon fire and billowing smoke, charging desperately toward the second line of defense.
On this battlefield filled with death and destruction, every step came with endless pain and sacrifice. Along their advance, the noble coalition left behind corpse after cold corpse, as though telling the world of war's cruelty.
Before the noble coalition had even laid eyes on a single Defense Force soldier, they had already suffered tremendous losses.
Had it not been for the brave and fearless governor leading from the front and charging into battle himself, these men would likely have collapsed and scattered in flight long ago.
Yet, under the governor's courage and determination, the army was able to press forward unwaveringly and continue its counterattack against the second line of defense.
Boom!
A series of deafening explosions erupted one after another among the charging noble coalition. Self-propelled artillery vehicles, struck relentlessly by siege shells—
instantly turned into blazing fireballs, detonating in earth-shaking explosions. Flames soared into the sky, black smoke billowed, and the entire battlefield descended into chaos.
"Charge! We're about to reach the heretics' defensive positions!" the governor shouted as he ran with all his strength, rallying morale.
The explosions of self-propelled artillery and tanks behind him tore at his heart. Those were all forces he had painstakingly amassed, yet under the heretics' savage assault, they had been so easily shattered to pieces.
Faced with such dire circumstances, the governor had no choice but to roar at the top of his lungs, bolstering morale and leading everyone onward.
Only by continuing to charge forward was there any hope of survival. Retreat had never been an option for the governor.
Watching the noble coalition draw ever closer to the second line of