As doubt remained, a sudden chill crossed Aifri's face.
Since the opponents were already recklessly standing in front of them, regardless of their purpose, getting rid of them would resolve everything.
"If the opponent really is Giant Axe General Burt, that would be even better. This is a great opportunity for me to earn merits in front of the Crown Prince," Aifri thought. With his powerful army behind him and the weaker enemy formation in front, his confidence soared. He ordered, "Pass down my command! The entire army advances to crush those fools!"
The moment Aifri finished speaking, a rushed horn echoed, and the nearly twenty thousand strong noble army marched forward, fervently attacking the sparse enemy formation of only three thousand soldiers.
As for Aifri, the commanding officer, he naturally wouldn't lead a charge personally. Instead, he watched the scene unfold with a satisfied and chilling grin, under the protection of the Imperial Guards.
