"Cowards!!!"
Dude roared, loudly cursing the flight of the infantry squares at the front. Seeing the soldiers flee to either side rather than toward the rear made their intentions all the clearer to him.
This was shameful, undeniable treason!!!
Dude was furious, but at that moment, there was truly nothing he could do about those fleeing soldiers.
The Discipline Squad's blades were long, but they could not reach men who fled straight off the battlefield. The cavalry that had attacked on both wings, attempting to trade their lives for the enemy artillery, had already been routed. The remaining Dragoons had fallen back in disarray and could not possibly attack again anytime soon.
He had no other options, no other choice. The army of Minisia absolutely could not remain where it was.
"Advance! The whole army, advance! Push every cannon forward and fire at will as soon as you're in range! Prioritize the enemy guns!"
Dude could no longer afford to worry about much else. He sent all seven infantry squares he still had, along with the artillery and anyone else capable of fighting, charging forward together.
The heavy guns were certainly terrifying, but Dude knew that their only chance now lay in staking their lives against the enemy's. He mounted his warhorse himself, drew his sword, and pointed it toward the enemy positions.
"All units, attack! Charge with me!"
Thunderous war drums abruptly rang out. The seven infantry squares began advancing like moving forests of steel, while the artillerymen shouted as they pushed their heavy cannons laboriously through the mud.
Dude saw the first Bronze King Cannon stop impatiently the moment it reached its maximum range of one thousand meters. After hastily setting up a rudimentary gun position, the crew immediately opened fire. The flames bursting from its muzzle were