Chapter 1354: 287: The Battle Begins (Part 2)

Capítulo 1354: Chapter 287: The Battle Begins (Part 2)

“Remember, our mission this time is to delay time! Wait until the other armies arrive, then launch a full-scale attack together. But look at what you have done now! If your foolishness affects the King’s plan in the slightest, you should know the consequences!”

In the past, facing such threats from Greg, Ogatlon would have grabbed his knife and confronted him.

But this time, perhaps because he was seriously injured or maybe the “King” mentioned by the other party was intimidating enough, Ogatlon did not act out.

He just bared his teeth and said nothing more, allowing the few Shaman priests nearby to breathe a sigh of relief.

If these two started fighting, they feared they would be caught in the crossfire.

“Hmph, three days. You have three days to heal your wound; don’t let it affect the upcoming plan!”

Greg spoke coldly as he turned and walked toward the door.

“Also, I will take command for the next three days. Our attack must not stop; we can’t give the Alliance army any chance to breathe. You stay here and recuperate, don’t run around anymore!”

…

Soon, with Greg taking over the command, the Beast Race’s attack horn sounded once again.

A vanguard of about fifty thousand riding magic wolves came forward, accompanied by a dozen Rock Demon warriors.

This number was just a preliminary siege force within the Beast Race’s army, but compared to the Alliance army, it was a formidable force.

Even with the new reinforcements supplementing them, adding the Dwarves and Elf Clan’s forces, the Alliance’s total number did not exceed two hundred thousand, still incomparable to the Beast Race’s million-strong army.

However, the Alliance’s advantage was that their troops were more elite, especially the Mage Group formed by the Elf Clan, which was an invincible weapon on the battlefield.

“Woo, woo, woo!!!”

The melodious horn resounded over Kuhan City. The city’s garrison moved swiftly, preparing nervously. They knew this was the signal for the battle beginning.

“Those orc brats are attacking! Everyone follow me out of the city to fight!!”

The squad leaders shouted, urging their soldiers.

Weapons, armor, warhorses—everything was carefully checked before they led their men into the army’s formation.

Some new soldiers, going into battle for the first time, didn’t even have time to put on their helmets before being squeezed into the formation.

Holding their long spears, their hands couldn’t help but tremble, not necessarily out of fear, but from intense nerves.

Facing such a fierce race as the orcs for the first time, it would be a lie to say there were no ripples in their hearts.

They were merely the most ordinary soldiers; at most, a few elite reached the level of low-level professionals, but most had never personally experienced large-scale battles.

Even knowing that they had five Holy Rank warriors on their side, once the melee began, those of the Holy Rank wouldn’t rush to save them intentionally. It was no surprise many felt fear.

The sergeants seemed to foresee this and began riding warhorses back and forth along the army formation, loudly shouting words of encouragement.

“Warriors of Adren! You are the bravest and most fearless! Only battle can bring you glory!”

“The orc invasion has murdered our civilians and burned our lands! I see women and children praying for our arrival with their blood!”

“We stand with our homeland behind us! There is no retreat! Behind you are your loved ones! You must take up arms!”

“Tonight, I will fight alongside you, slaughter those invaders!!”

On the high platform in front of the city gate, Emperor Romel of the Adren Empire raised his weapon, delivering the final pre-battle speech.

In this world, leaders of any race, when facing war, never stand at the rear.

Instead, they fight alongside their warriors on the front line; it’s a typical feature here.

The city gate, once more restored by Zhang Xiaoman’s Restoration Skill, was becoming increasingly ineffective after multiple uses.

Hundreds of Elf Clan mages erected a Barrier here, a type of Earth-binding Barrier that effectively prevented a Rock Demon Clan surprise attack.

However, this Barrier was very fragile and easy to break from the front, requiring the Alliance army to confront the enemy outside the city.

Meanwhile, the Dwarf Clan and Elf Clan forces were well-prepared.

Hundreds of Griffin Knights spread their wings, ready to attack the enemy’s rear from the sky at a command.

“Have the Beast Race attacked? How many of them are there?”

On the city gate, despite not being fully healed, Dustin was already back on the command platform.

As the Army Commander of the Humans, and the most seasoned general here, he unhesitatingly took on the command task, even Emperor Romel showed no intention of reclaiming it.

“Army Commander! According to my recent observations, the orcs have deployed about fifty thousand troops, with a minor air force, but the rear forces haven’t moved—this probably isn’t a full attack…”

A scout reported the situation to him.

“Not a full attack…”

Dustin frowned.

He watched the orc’s vanguard approaching and quickly pondered the purpose of their action.

It’s inconceivable to capture Kuhan City with fifty thousand troops.

What was their goal?

Could it be merely a harassing tactic?

“Impossible…”

Dustin quickly shook his head to dismiss this notion.

The significance wasn’t there; the gains wouldn’t be proportional to the exertion.

“Could it be…”

He quickly thought of another possibility.

“Their target could be the Holy Ones; they want to deplete several Holy Ones’ Energy!”

The thought made Dustin break into a cold sweat.

Previously, he might not have quickly connected this point.

But since knowing the Beast Race also concealed an unknown number of Holy Rank warriors, Dustin guessed their intention right away.

These guys’ ambitions were indeed alarming.

If their Holy Rank warriors intervene early in such battles, they’ll undoubtedly consume a lot of Energy.

The hidden enemy Holy Rank attacking could result in severe consequences.

If the Holy Ones don’t act, the Alliance’s greatest advantage will vanish.

Then the Beast Race’s objective could shift to depleting the Alliance forces, greatly damaging morale.

This is an open conspiracy, using multi-frequency rotational assaults to either exhaust your Holy Rank or weaken your army.

There’s nothing to do; the orc army is just too numerous.

Previously, the Alliance relied on Holy Ranked strengths to suppress them.

But now, the enemy also has no fewer than three Holy Ranks, making the war outcome unpredictable.

“Your Majesty! This battle, we probably can’t deploy the Holy Ones’ power…”

Dustin turned towards Romel on the platform behind, bowing.

He quickly explained his earlier suspicion, which also made Romel frown.

“The teachers can’t act… I would not have expected these orcs to have such wits…”

Romel shook his head, showing a hint of disappointment.

He lifted his longsword, inserting a small magic wand into his waist pouch, and walked down the tower with many personal soldiers following.

“Since our teachers can’t act, I must lead the charge. Dustin, I’m leaving the command to you; I must personally kill a few orcs.”