It wasn't until the Human Corps began to charge that Oles realized just how ridiculously wrong his previous assessment of them had been.
He hadn't overestimated them. He had underestimated them—completely and utterly underestimated them!
He had seen them maintain a strict formation during a rapid march and assumed they were an Elite Army.
But the scene before him now...
They were actually... running!
Yes, the human soldiers in the distance were advancing at a run. And it wasn't a jog; they were sprinting with all their might, screaming as they charged.
And yet, even under these conditions, the enemy was somehow still maintaining their formation, their movements perfectly coordinated.
General Oles glanced back at his own forces. No matter how elite the Beastman Army was, their formation was unstable after that last volley from the Magic Crystal Cannons. Besides, reorganizing on the fly was not without its costs!
Many warriors were still scrambling to find their units.
