'Boom'
A gigantic wave instantly shattered the formation of the Noble Private Soldiers by the riverbank. In fact, they had already begun to waver before the wave formed, but how could anything outrun a wave? Most of the Noble Private Soldiers had just turned around when they were swept away like garbage, dragged into the water.
Then the torrent slammed these screaming and crying Noble Private Soldiers head-on into the houses on the other side of the Silver Smith River. Amid several loud 'creaks', the buildings collapsed, following the flow toward the street behind.
Baron Rodu's frontline collapsed in an instant. Behind the giant wave, the young knights advanced over the water—facing a retreating line, where the spearmen had long been falling over backward, unable to counterattack.
One side retreated, and the other accelerated, then the two lines clashed together with a resounding crash.
