456: Chapter 66, Good News_1 456: Chapter 66, Good News_1 The intimidating aura of war permeated the world.
Flags were torn and tattered, fluttering fiercely in the wind, ready to fall at any moment.
Above the city walls, dead bodies lay.
The injured bled without stop, yet no one was there to clean up.
The stench of blood mingled with sweat, filling the air, offending the senses.
The fires of war had finally reached Aust City.
The nobles of the Orton Duchy, with no room for retreat, had exploded with their maximum potential at the critical moment of life and death.
Agonizing screams echoed, tugging at heartstrings.
Led by nobles from the city, blood-soaked Orton soldiers let out soul-shattering cries.
Such screams were contagious, mutually inspiring, diminishing much of the indescribable fear in their hearts.
Arrows whizzed through the air like a swarm of locusts, slicing through the clear skies towards the attacking Orc soldiers.
Catapults, Magic Crystal Cannons, all kinds of crossbow arrows, were flying in disarray.
The strongest on both sides were engaged in fierce combat at this moment.
Fighting Qi flew across, magic danced wildly.
The scene was terrifying, causing anyone who glanced at it to shudder with fear.
Piercing screams, intense slaughter, and blazing fires heightened the soldiers’ anger on both sides, escalating the war even further.
The battle for Aust City seemed to be the most difficult for the orc army ever since they entered the Orton Duchy.
The setting sun, blood-red as it was cast its remaining light upon the city walls.
“Send orders to stop the siege!”
Duke Daniel said indifferently.
The orc army suffered losses in the quadruple digits on just the first day of the siege.
They were not the expendable troops from before but the elites of the Orc Empire.
The best opportunity for a siege had slipped away and the nobles in the city had regained their senses.
Continuing to push would lead to a Pyrrhic victory, even if Aust City was taken.
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“Duke, we finally managed to get atop the city walls, why suddenly order an attack halt?”
Daniel glared at the furious man and replied arrogantly: “Count Pulvy, are you questioning me?
Don’t forget, I am the Chief Commander of the Allied Forces now.
I have no obligation to explain my orders.
What you need to do is just to follow them.
This is the first, and also the last time!”
The cold voice extinguished the burning rage in Pulvy.
After calming down, a cold sweat broke out on his back.
The nickname “Duke with a Cold Face” wasn’t just for his detached nature.
Accompanying it was also relentless slaughter.
Not only was he decisive about killing enemies, but he did the same for his own people.
Seeing the situation turn awkward, Hawkman Commander Batel, who came together, spoke with persuasion: “Duke, Count Pulvy was just momentarily spurred on.
After all, to take the city walls, the Bearman Legion has paid a considerable price.
It’s understandable for them to be emotional when they are suddenly ordered to stop.”
It’s clear that he was also dissatisfied with Daniel’s instructions, just more tactful, not to confront directly with questions.
“Since both of you want to know, let me tell you.
You clearly haven’t forgotten what happened at Bertelli Fortress!
Since the outbreak of the siege, their Magic Crystal Cannons haven’t stopped firing, and they’ve been throwing Magic Scrolls out like they’re free, without considering the cost of war.
The Orton nobles within the city have been pushed to desperate measures by us.
If they did not flee, it means they’re determined to fight us to the death.
Don’t let your poor understanding blind you.
The Human Race remains the overlord of this continent.
Although they have fallen into disunity, their profound heritage cannot be underestimated.
Since we don’t have enough cannon fodder at our disposal, we can’t waste our elite legions.
Even if we can take the city in front of us, we can’t continue with the plan.
The Orton Duchy was never our target.
The main reason we launched the siege was due to their army’s poor performance before, which made us think we could take it in one fight.
The previous battles have already proven that we were wrong.
The enemy’s determination to resist is much stronger than we thought.
Since it’s a mistake, we need to correct it promptly, not to continue on the wrong path.”
Duke Daniel explained mockingly.
Arrogance?
No, he was doing it on purpose.
The alliance was full of intricate games.
If the commander was not firm enough, the war would stop.
To lead the team properly, he needs to teach all three tribes’ leaders a lesson, establishing the commander’s prestige.
Everyone had soldiers by their side.
Directly striking them wouldn’t work.
So, it was better to suppress them psychologically, establishing himself as the commander-in-chief.
From the beginning, Duke Daniel was instilling in them that they were not capable.
They must listen to the commander’s orders in war.
The current explanation seemed more like he was intellectually trampling them.
He was telling them directly with practical examples: You’re all too stupid to see such obvious problems.
For future military command issues, just obey the commander’s orders.
Don’t let your minds stray with tampers and smartness.
After forfeiting Aust City, the orc army did not linger in the Orton Duchy.
They headed straight for the Warhammer Kingdom.
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Hucksas, as one of the important provinces in the north of the Alpha Kingdom, was always a prime target for orc attacks.
This war was no exception.
Since the beginning of the war, Hucksas had been intensively besieged by the orc army.