Chapter 390: Nation of a Dead Noble (5)
“Do not retreat! Press forward!”
The petty officers within the Kingdom’s army raised their halberds and shouted loudly. However, although soldiers tend to fight back if their lives are in immediate danger, they are prone to flee if they see that their comrades on both their left and right sides are also in immediate danger.
The mercenary unit was defeated by Brittany’s cavalry, making them flee toward their allies. The Kingdom’s army was already surrounded on four sides, so the inclusion of fleeing soldiers in their ranks made their formation fall apart.
Forty thousand soldiers were being pushed together in one spot.
As the Kingdom’s forces retreated step by step, trying to avoid our spears and swords, it wasn’t long before all forty thousand of them found themselves cornered to the point that they could no longer move.
The space they had was too cramped. The enemy soldiers couldn’t even properly extend their arms to thrust their spears. In contrast, our imperial troops had all the space in the world to swing their weapons.
“This is not a battle; it is a massacre. Laura, what shall we do?”
“No mercy.”
Laura had stopped crying and was now speaking with her usual firm expression. There were still faint tear marks on her face, but no one pointed it out.