Chapter 221 Overcoming the Odds with a Small Force_2

Two minutes later, Lefevre's company had formed a line, though not a very neat one.

"Aim!"

"Fire!"

Following Lefevre's loud command, more than 30 caplock guns fired a volley.

Seven or eight Albanian mercenaries, being close in distance, suddenly fell backward as if struck by an invisible fist, groaning. The others scrambled to turn and flee.

Lefevre directed his company to advance several dozen meters deeper into the enemy's position, then ordered the line to turn southward, towards the edge of the left flank of the Albanian positions, beginning to fire and compress inward.

At this time, Anatole's company also caught up, deploying into line formation and joining the battle behind and to the side of Lefevre's men.

The Albanian Army, already reeling in the main battlefield, now faced added disaster, as nearly ten thousand mercenaries were being soundly defeated by three thousand members of the Guard Corps, continuously shrinking back towards the southwest.