Amber Sword

But this casual creation brought great trouble to the Northern Alliance.

Ben couldn’t help but feel a hint of satisfaction seeing the Burei Infantry stop once again. There’s no international convention in this world; he could use any type of landmine he wanted, with absolutely no psychological burden. This powerful weapon appearing on the battlefield for the first time indeed brought unexpected benefits.

The Northern Alliance had to pay a brutal price if they wanted to continue advancing. Moreover, the real purpose of landmines was to demoralize the enemy forces; losing one or two squads even before engaging the enemy was considered an ill omen in Erune, this fantasy world.

Of course, the opponent could stop to slowly clear the mines. After all, he and Antitina hadn’t buried those Dissolution Crystals too deep; with careful effort, they could be found one by one. However, that was exactly what he wanted. He wasn’t short on time—ideally, this battle would drag on for a week or half a month; by then, the Northern nobles wouldn’t have the final say on the battlefield.

But the Northern Alliance clearly understood this and didn’t plan to give Ben such an opportunity. Viscount von Doggen only made a brief halt before ordering the Burei people to continue moving forward, still in a skirmish formation.

This was purely using lives to fill the pit—

The Burei Infantry immediately began to riot but was quickly suppressed. With a cold face, Viscount von Doggen ordered his Rangers to kill a few disobedient soldiers, and only then did the infantry brigade reluctantly start moving forward again.

However, at this moment, the shouted vow of ’I will lead with the spear, victory will be ours! Long live Erune! Long live the King!’ had become an outright joke, and the morale fell drastically.

Viscount von Doggen stared viciously northward, his face turning Qing Tie.

But no matter what, the Northern Alliance started advancing again. Amidst the continuous explosions, the Burei Infantry kept losing numbers; eventually, these disciplined infantrymen couldn’t withstand any longer and finally broke down. The subordinate soldiers were almost crying and screaming in an attempt to retreat, but the shining long spears still drove them forward.

This scene involuntarily reminded Ben of the Cruz Empire driving their slave soldiers to attack, though the Cruz people drove their enemies and captives, while today’s Erune drove their own kin.

He watched the scene coldly.

Behind him, Princess Griffine bit her lower lip tightly.

The first infantry brigade of the Burei Formation finally collapsed completely, or utterly failed, losing not only its organization but its spirit as well. Everyone understood this: in the future, the Burei Formation would likely no longer have this first infantry brigade designation.

That would leave a lingering nightmare in everyone’s hearts.

But the nightmare continued. Viscount von Doggen replaced them with the second brigade, and at this moment, the young man seemed to transform into an icy Death God guarding victory, coldly filling the numbers into the predetermined victory; all he needed was the final result.

As for sacrifices, they merely became a number.

Finally, the advancement of the Northern Alliance began to show effectiveness; the Burei people’s second infantry brigade approached within a mere mile of Ben’s main position. Behind them, the main force of the Northern Alliance started advancing stealthily, and Ben could even see the movements of the cavalry at the rear.

But at this moment, the Burei Infantry faced a head-on blow.

Everyone heard a ’whoosh’, as if the air was sucked out, and the sky darkened. Viscount von Doggen instinctively looked up, seeing a dense rain of arrows rising from Machenko Mountain and Vileco Mountain, descending upon them. The advancing Burei second infantry brigade seemed to crash into an invisible wall, and several sections of their previously intact formation immediately collapsed.

"Finally, they’ve engaged the enemy!" Viscount von Doggen felt a slight wave of excitement in his heart and immediately shouted: "Order the Highland Infantry to attack Vileco Mountain immediately, take that hill first! Burei Infantry, continue advancing!"

The escort knight behind him immediately raised the signal flag.

The other side of the valley also raised a signal flag. Viscount Finn took a distant glance, then rode out swiftly surrounded by knights, while behind him, a knight raised a horn and began to blow it resoundingly.