Seeing the Bulwark Golem in front of him, Lucen became even more excited. This was proof that it was entirely possible to make a mech in this world.
Several spells and beams came flying towards him, but Lucen, who had his hands in the pockets of his trench coat, easily evaded the attack by simply swaying his body as he continued looking at the Bulwark Golem with a grin.
"I, Lucen Thornehart, am taking command!" Lucen, who enhanced his voice with his aura, shouted.
Lucen did not even need to hear their response as he barked out orders.
"Riflemen, withdraw behind the Fenrirs! Concentrate your fire on the enemy gunners and mages. Do not waste another bullet on that mountain-sized golem! Every Fenrir still capable of firing will spread out. Retrieve the ammunition from the overturned machines, reload your cannons, and wait for my order."
Every soldier quickly moved as ordered. As they moved, the enemy forces kept on attacking them.
