After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

Apart from the continued fierce resistance of the Imperial Guards, the development of the battlefield was already under the control of the Legion Commander, Rondo.

The situation gradually became clear. Before long, the Imperial Guard's vanguard of over ten thousand men would be devoured by the Northern Army. Under the flash of that red light, the Knights continued their resolute charges at all times.

The Cavaliers suffered numerous casualties, and Paul delayed the offensive to spare his soldiers, which was not unexpected by Rondo.

Everyone has different levels of courage and kindness. Perhaps the Paladin Order will be better suited as a battlefield support force rather than an assault force in the future.

The light cavalry on the left maintained their elusive stance, occasionally hurling arrows to aid the attack, but Rondo knew they were ready.

Once the central army collapses, the light cavalry will gain more merits than other units, and how much they can achieve depends on how sturdy their sabers are.

The counterattack launched by the Central District on the right flank has fiercely erupted into a new battlefield hotspot. Since Lady Elene will handle all the troubles there, Rondo has nothing to worry about.

The Legion firmly controlled the rhythm of the battlefield, but Rondo noticed something strange. He could completely understand why the Imperial Guard's command level had improved in such a short period of time.

But if the average combat strength of the Imperial Guards could all reach the level he was seeing now, then why... did they not win the last time?

The generals' assessments of the Imperial Guards were largely similar: they had undergone systematic training and included many elite soldiers, but their overall strength was inferior to that of the Northern New Army.

Suppressing his doubts, Rondo refocused his attention on the fiercely contested areas of the battlefield.

The legion's casualties were higher than he had imagined; the 4th Regiment alone suffered hundreds of dead and nearly a thousand wounded, forcing Rondo to reconsider his subsequent annihilation plan.

His calm and steady gaze, unique to middle-aged men, locked onto a tall, dark figure with a profound look.

They actually took the initiative to cooperate with the Knights and appeared on the most dangerous battlefield?

Such a brutal attack method is probably characteristic of Federico.

I don't understand why Division Commander Kate has never made Federico the commander of his main regiment. Compared to Commander Paul, Federico is more in line with Rondo's image of a commander of an assault force.

Decisive and efficient, with the task as the sole criterion, unafraid of any sacrifice...

Wait, who is that little girl with tea-colored hair following behind him?!

The composed Rondo widened his eyes and suddenly let out a sharp, explosive sound, drawing puzzled glances from the soldiers around him.

"Damn Federico!"

Damn it! What is he doing?!

Rondo's face drained of color, and his clenched fists turned white at the fingertips. Lisa was Count Camaro's daughter, a true-blue Northern Territory magician, and a confidante of Miss Luna.

The cost of losing Lisa is something that even turning Federico into mincemeat could not make up for!

"Jim, quick! Take all the reserves and bring my niece to me safely, now!"

Jim had never seen the Earl so impatient, and he immediately obeyed.

He rode his warhorse, raised his sword high, and led his three-thousand-strong reserve force, roaring as they charged into the battlefield.

Meanwhile, Count Rondo's lovely niece was already under the heavy guard of the Knights, and cold gazes were being cast at the tall, burly man who looked guilty.

The knights in the last attacking echelon were mostly wounded soldiers. When they saw Miss Lisa suddenly appear, the universal swear words they uttered were no less than those of Ron.

For some veterans, the young lady studied in the kingdom when she was young, so their bond with her wasn't as strong.

Those who had strong feelings for the young lady were mostly her personal guards who followed her in causing trouble and were then kicked out by the Duke.

But Miss Lisa is different. Miss Lisa truly grew up under their very noses; she's the kind of girl they even held when you were little.

The veterans were acutely aware of the importance of mages and knew how to cover their attacks. Sometimes, the sacrifices made to protect mages were no less than the casualties they inflicted on the enemy.

There are numerous examples of great mages being suddenly killed by hordes of soldiers after unleashing spells that resembled natural disasters.

They frantically protected the dazed Lisa, while beneath their helmets, cold gazes were cast upon the guilty Federico.

Swallowing nervously, Federico was absolutely certain that if he hadn't been whipped three times by the Duke, he would definitely be hanging up and spinning around like a top by the knights right now.

"The enemy command center has been discovered? Are you sure the intelligence is accurate?"

After exchanging information, the knights' attitudes gradually shifted to one of understanding but not much, but they still showed no intention of returning Lisa.

"That's right. While Lady Elene was breaking through the attack tunnel and causing chaos among the enemy, I quickly moved forward and locked onto the enemy's command post."

Federico's words made the knights think seriously. Although Commander Paul's attack was going smoothly, the enemy's resistance was also tenacious.

Even though the Knights were the last force to launch the attack, their casualties were far from optimistic.

The knights were surprised to find that the enemy had grown stronger, and without any conscription, the Imperial Guard had become even more threatening.

"Fei Sanbian, even Commander Red has praised you quite a bit. Our Knights trust your judgment and will cooperate with you in launching the attack, ensuring Miss Lisa's safety."

"good!"

Federico was flattered by the trust between the brother units. He patted the new recruit hard on the back and chose the only possible partner.

Thus, another bloody charge unfolded on the brutal battlefield. Paul, standing at the front, looked shocked as he discovered that the Knights' follow-up echelons had changed their attack direction.

Jim, who came to protect Lisa, was also stunned, because the moment he led the reserve team to the battlefield, Lisa, riding on her warhorse, pointed him in a direction to attack.

A frenzied attack, with heads and blood spilled.

The entire legion moved in a bizarre manner. On the chaotic battlefield, Paul, alerted, also located the Imperial Guard command post. A dazzling flash of fire ignited countless bodies of flesh and blood.

Shouts echoed all day long. The Imperial Guards, realizing the Northern Army's intentions, launched a desperate counterattack. The fierce battle attracted the attention of various units in the Legion, who dispatched elite squads to support their allies.

The light cavalrymen reacted almost without hesitation. Something was definitely amiss. The Imperial Guards' sudden, desperate counterattack, like that of a cornered beast on the verge of death, inspired them to pick up their bows and arrows and unleash a flurry of cold light.

Charge! Charge!

The battle had become a complete mess, with the enemy's outer lines collapsing layer by layer, while they continued to reinforce their central forces.

Elene, having broken through the enemy's counterattack, noticed this unusual situation. She immediately led her heavy infantry, with several units charging at the same location across the vast plains.

Rondo, standing far away on the small mound, had his heart in his throat. He wasn't nervous; he was waiting for a victory that was already in his grasp, just waiting for the final whistle.

A whoosh! The roars coalesced into the silence of the battlefield.

The Imperial Guard's ever-strengthening army burst like a water balloon; they were defeated, and they finally fell into hell.