"That bastard-"
Watching Lin Hao charge alone without a moment's hesitation, Li Yao was both furious and anxious. Even a Grandmaster couldn't act this recklessly on a battlefield!
Was he insane?
Weren't Grandmasters supposed to sense danger?
Why did he have to do this to me-
Despite those thoughts, he immediately began issuing a steady stream of orders.
"First Battalion, Third Battalion, stay close behind Prince Qi! Conserve your stamina! Second Battalion, Fifth Battalion, crossbowmen forward! Cover the flanks and watch for cavalry! Seventh-"
While Lin Hao was over there declaring, "Fighting feels great!" Li Yao was frantically rattling off orders, his tongue practically tying itself in knots.
He kept his eyes on the footage from the Drone, making arrangements in real time.
Fortunately, the four field guns kept roaring.
Even though the enemy cavalry had already begun scattering in disarray, they remained the main target of the bombardment.
A 75 mm field gun might sound small-caliber, but a shell packed with TNT, steel balls, and fragments could tear men and armor alike to pieces within a fifteen-meter radius!
A fifteen-meter radius covered an area the size of two basketball courts!
That was the terrifying power of modern field artillery!
The cavalry formation was more spread out than infantry, and the horses themselves could block fragments and shock waves.
Yet shell after shell still immediately shattered the morale of the enemy's finest cavalry battalion, sending them fleeing in every direction.
Even setting aside the direct casualties from the shelling, however elite those scattered cavalrymen were, regrouping them in a short time would be extremely difficult.
The Northern Court Army on the main front only took two shells after the cavalry battalions had been picked off and scattered one by one, but those still instantly routed two battalions, their plummeting morale