I Don’t Need a Guillotine for My Revolution
Chapter 133: The Battle of Ciudad (3)
A chaotic frontline.
The enemies moved as if they were will-less puppets.
Even with cavalry charging their flank, they did not flinch. Until the very moment they were pierced by lances, they remained focused on attacking the allies before them.
“Hee-hee-hing!”
“Ugh, uwaaak! You’re insane!”
An enemy, pierced by a lance and sprawled on the ground, swung its arm, striking a warhorse’s leg and unhorsing the cavalryman in a horrifying display.
“Destroy their heads first! Watch your horses’ feet! Trample them completely, crush them!”
“Y-Yes, Your Excellency the Marquis!”
Involuntarily, I ground my teeth, having never imagined a battle like this!
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