Just as Horn had predicted, Hotam County and the hired lower-ranked knights launched a charge on both flanks.
However, the corps of the right-wing army chose normal retreat shooting since there were only about a hundred enemy knights.
Meanwhile, the left-wing army, having slightly more knights, opted for a kneeling front and upright rear shooting position in order to prevent the Imperial Order Knights from following in the assault, as there was no time for the Holy Gunmen to retreat back to the array.
Despite having mostly reloaded, there was no chance for a second volley. They could only stand at the sides of the gun array, stuffing smelling salts into their noses and struggling to wind the clockwork.
"Faster, faster!"
Hearing the terrible racket of the gears, Arman had no sentiment for his warhorse, spurring his boots to dig hard into the horse's belly.
Amid its painful neighing, the horse's four hooves swept, and the blood in its eyes became even more intense.
