The large unit turned into a medium unit, the medium unit into a small unit.
The orderly infantry formation suddenly dispersed.
Fighting independently in squad sizes meant longer battle lines and larger contact surfaces, holding off more enemies. The consequence of this was the risk of being defeated one by one.
But Ed had no choice; they had sworn an oath when they enlisted.
"Everyone, hold your ground!" Ed's eyes were determined, his face solemn, as he looked at the enemies who were like mad dogs released from their cages, forming a vast and expansive tide rushing from the front.
They had no formation and seemed chaotic, but their momentum was immense, surging as if to engulf everything in sight.
"Soldiers of unmatched bravery from the River Valley! Behind us stands Fertile City!"
"All for the Lord!" he said.
"All for the territory!" he said.
"All for the people!" he said.
