Listening to Aoto’s command and mobilization, even Saito couldn’t help but be astonished.
In fact, compared to Aoto’s command and deploynt, it was the behavior of his subordinates obediently following Aoto’s orders that surprised Oomura even more.
Why are you all listening to his orders?!
Oomura was quite puzzled.
These subordinates were obviously unfamiliar with Aoto, and they probably didn’t even know the na of the young man commanding them.
Yet, after receiving orders from Aoto, they followed his commands swiftly and without any disagreent or debate.
"Mr. Oomura!" Having just adjusted the positions of six people in one breath, Aoto loudly called out to Oomura, the only guard whose na he knew.
Upon hearing his na, Oomura instinctively perked up his ears.
"You retreat too! Go to the east! Saito is enough to hold your position! The east needs your defense!"
Listening to Aoto’s arrangent, Oomura hesitated.
This place doesn’t need my defense? But the enemy’s attack here is clearly fierce!
Oomura couldn’t help but mutter internally about Aoto’s arrangent.
However... Oomura now understood why his subordinates earlier were so willing to listen to Aoto’s deploynt.
At this mont, Aoto’s voice... seed to possess a strange charisma, or perhaps it was like so kind of "magic power."
After calming everyone down, he aroused a new "magic power."
Upon hearing Aoto’s orders, though doubts and disagreents unconsciously arose within him,
he couldn’t muster any motivation to argue with Aoto.
All he wanted was to follow Aoto’s orders properly.
This feeling... made Oomura feel like a "minister."
In the face of the "Monarch’s" order, he dared not disobey!
Oomura hesitated for an instant, then gritted his teeth, wielding his sword, and rushed to the eastern defensive line according to Aoto’s instructions.
After instructing Oomura’s repositioning, Aoto issued no new commands.
He stood quietly in place, scanning his surroundings...
His gaze seed to be observing sothing.
The series of commands Aoto had just issued, Yamada could also hear clearly.
At this mont, Yamada sneered contemptuously.
"You only have this many people left; no matter how you command, it won’t help. Adjusting the position of personnel can hold us back?"
After muttering disdainfully, Yamada once again roared to boost his side’s morale:
"The enemy is already making a last-ditch effort!"
"Deliver the final blow to the barbarians and these traitorous scum serving them! Charge!"
Apart from Aoto suddenly stepping up to micro-manage the positions on the defensive line, everything on the battlefield remained the sa.
Led by Yamada, the Anti-foreigner Group mbers were still confidently convinced that with their absolute nurical advantage, they only needed a light kick to collapse the precariously standing shack.
However — only monts later, Yamada’s expression changed.
The sa change could be seen on the faces of Oomura and others.
After once again clashing with the surging "red sea," led by Oomura, all the guards were astonished.
The battle situation... had changed!
No matter which direction the enemy attacked from, they could repel the enemy’s assaults, preventing any advancent, and the once wavering and retreating defensive line suddenly beca steady.
Initially, Oomura thought it was because their condition had improved that they successfully stabilized the line.
They all were valiant warriors capable of taking on ten; it was only due to their previous disordered state that they couldn’t display their true power.
And now, having cald down thanks to Aoto’s earlier words, their state was no longer chaotic, allowing them to finally unleash their supposed combat strength.
But soon — Oomura discovered that their ability to stabilize the line wasn’t just because their condition had normalized.
After cutting down an enemy in front of him, Oomura diverted his attention to quickly survey other parts of the defensive line.
He was shocked to realize: the defensive strength at every point of the line... was just right.
Exactly sufficient to block the enemy’s advance from each respective direction.
For instance, the contingent led by Oomura now responsible for the east.
The enemy attacking from the east was nurous and strong.
They’re not fighting easily — but Oomura and his n had just the right power to hold this area steady!
Other areas were the sa: everyone was fighting hard.
But everyone could just precisely defend the areas and directions they were responsible for!
Oomura instinctively turned his head, looking towards Aoto, who had redeployed the defensive line monts earlier, with eyes full of disbelief...
...
...
"Run! Run away!"
"What’s with this old man?!"
"Ahhhhhh——!"
"Help ... urk——!"
...
While Aoto and others were engaged with the main force of the enemy at the camp’s southwest corner, fierce battles were also taking place at the camp’s north.
No... it should be said that "there were fierce battles taking place there" before.
At this mont, the once-fierce battle has turned into a one-sided chase.
Four mbers of the Anti-foreigner Group were fleeing in disarray.
Their faces were full of intense fear.
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