Louis raised his right hand, the gesture simple and decisive: "Continue, prepare for the second phase."
"Yes, sir!" The banner soldier immediately raised the signal flag and waved it several times with swift, clean actions.
The battle flag signaled the attack.
Below the high ground, the fireline group, which had been ambushing for a long time, moved in an instant.
"Receive the order! Fireline, advance!"
The Knight Captain roared in a low voice, the battle armor clashing heavily in the night. He shook the battle blade in his hand, and the warhorse under him leapt out, leading the elite knights behind him into a sudden charge.
Heavy torches were raised high, and what spilled out was petroleum mixed to near boiling point.
Bang—!
Flames engulfed the frontline in an instant, the fire wall roaring and surging as if alive, slicing the entire position into sections.
The undead creatures shrieked with beastly twisted hoarseness as the flames licked their limbs.
