"All men! To the west! Charge!"
Seeing his reinforcements arrive, Knight Commander Elon bellowed and took the lead, charging west.
Different races required different tactics. If they were still facing a Beastman Army of the same caliber as the one at Thermopylae, Robson would never have dared to let his Soldiers charge separately.
But the enemy before them was just a mob of weak goblins and Kobolds. If his men stayed put, their only purpose would be to block the path of the Cavalry Team behind them.
This was the wisdom of army maneuvers: how to move thousands, even tens of thousands, of men without causing a stampede, and how to maximize the potential of every single Soldier.
"For Fengman! Long live the Franks!"
"For Fengman..."
Heeding their Commander's order, the members of the Fengman Knight Order roared and followed Knight Commander Elon closely, charging hard to the west.
