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Chapter 495 - 495 82 Sorrow_2

495: Chapter 82, Sorrow_2 495: Chapter 82, Sorrow_2 In the vicious cycle, the road repair work was never going smoothly.

Seeing that the predetermined timeline had passed, Bruno’s anger flared up even more.

“Emergency report!”

“Emergency report!”

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Under the guidance of soldiers along the way, a Hawkman Scout who kept running all the way finally reached Bruno.

“General, urgent news from the front.”

The Bimon Army Corps has been defeated under the siege of the Human army and is now retreating towards the Orton Duchy.

Prince Butzweig asks you to be careful of the Human’s schemes and not fall into their traps…”

Before the Hawkman Scout could finish speaking, Bruno angrily interrupted: “Enough!

I know how to fight!

I don’t need a defeated General meddling before me.

Tell Prince Butzweig, he should take care of himself first!

He better not carelessly become the first Bimon Army Corps to be annihilated by the Humans since the war started!”

In the Orc Empire, only the strong are entitled to be respected.

Bruno had been patient with Prince Butzweig because of his glorious war achievements.

But now the situation had changed.

The once glorious Prince Butzweig was continuously defeated, first losing his 300,000-strong siege army, and now his Bimon army corps was fleeing everywhere under the pursuit of Humans.

Naturally, there was no reason for Bruno to continue respecting him.

Plus, the annoyances along the way were fueling his anger, and he couldn’t suppress it any longer.

No matter whether he was a prince or not in his bear temper, they didn’t eat together in the same imperial court or were even colleagues, so there was no need to give so much face.

After venting his resentment, Bruno had to face reality.

The defeat of the Bimon Army Corps had put the aid troops of the Bearman Imperial Court in an awkward situation.

Whether to continue advancing was a question demanding careful consideration.

Being impulsive was one thing, but it didn’t mean Bruno was stupid.

Without the Bimon Army Corps to assist, he didn’t have the guts to lead troops alone against the Human Alliance.

After hesitating for a moment, Bruno shouted loudly: “Guards, send someone to contact the other Armies, I need to know their next movement.

Also, send someone to report the situation to the Imperial Court, ask His Majesty the Bear King to decide whether to continue the march!”

A similar scene was also playing out among the other four Orc Armies.

The bait has been eaten clean by the enemy.

Now, whether there would be any gains from encircling the net was uncertain.

The risks and rewards of continuing to dispatch troops were completely disproportionate.

Unless the Imperial Court can send more reinforcements, continuing would be an uncertain war.

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Under the city of Terence, the armies gathered from the Five Major Royal Families of the Orcs, each laying all cards on the table and launching the fiercest attack on this fortress city.

Facing the ruthless Orcs, the defense of the city seemed feeble.

The current city of Terence seemed like a dilapidated old house, teetering in the wind and rain.

However, each time at the critical moment, the ancient city stood firm.

The gaps pried open by the Orc Army had all been blocked by the sacrificing defenders within the city.

The prestigious Marshal Hodge, now had grown old with white hair that proliferated as if he had aged twenty years all of a sudden.

Facing the raging Orcs and staying on edge all day made the pressure he had to bear unimaginable.

“Marshal, here is the casualty report from yesterday.

A total of 3,246 soldiers were killed.

There are as many as eleven places where the outer city is damaged.

Despite our efforts to seal the gaps, the defense has been greatly weakened.

The upcoming battles are expected to be even more brutal.

Given the current intensity of the enemy’s attack, it is expected that the outer city will fall within ten days.”

Haley said somberly.

As Marshal Hodge’s adjutant, he had access to all sorts of data day in and day out, so he was much more informed than the average soldier.

That’s the way it was.

The more one knew, the less happy one became.

With a casualty rate in the quadruple digits each day and constantly increasing with no hope of reinforcements in sight, it’s really hard to be optimistic.

If it were a civil war among the Humans, the city would have been breached by now given their condition.

The reason everyone could hold on till now was purely because the Orc Army had surrounded Terence so tightly that they could only grit their teeth to the end.

Now, instead of holding the city, it’s more accurate to say that they’re resisting capture like trapped beasts.

The outer city could hold on because the inner city was too small to accommodate such a large army.

Once the army defending the city had mostly perished, it would be time to fall back to the inner city.

The ten-day estimate was entirely optimistic.

With the increase of breaches, the daily casualty rate would significantly escalate.

The probability of the enemy breaking the city wall ahead of time was almost 99 percent.

The remaining one percent purely depended on the blessings of the Lord of the Dawn.

“Alright, leave the documents here and go rest!

You needn’t worry too much about the defense of the city either.

At this point in our situation, all we can do is take it day by day.

Starting now, every day that Teluns stubbornly resists is another day we buy for our Duchy.

Unfortunately, the Orcs have blocked all communication.

We can’t connect with the Capital and don’t know how bad the Duchy’s situation has worsened.”

Spoke the exhausted Marshal Hodge.

The hero was in his twilight years, inevitably leading to a pessimistic view of the situation.

No matter how much the situation in the Moxi Duchy changed, Teluns city couldn’t bring out any reinforcements.

Unless they could hold out until reinforcements from the Human Alliance arrived, there might be a slim chance of turning the tide.

“Marshal, the situation within the city won’t change much.

You don’t need to wear yourself out.”

Haley advised.

At a time like this, the city defenders were mentally prepared to lay down their lives.

Even if they wanted to break the siege, the Orcs outside wouldn’t allow it!

Surrendering was not an option.

Even if they lost everything, the Orc Empire’s trustworthiness had been exhausted in the numerous past wars.

Of course, in the eyes of the Orcs, the credibility of the Humans was almost the same.

No matter how good things promised beforehand, they would be broken in the end.

After countless instances, even fools were becoming sparse.

Compared to surrendering and becoming a traitor only to end up on a grill, it was better to fight to the death and take down enemies with them.

Under such circumstances, the morale of the defending soldiers was not high, but their will to fight to death was vigorous.

Even the Cannon Fodder Legion, when erupting at a life-and-death moment, could match three or four tenths of the Elite Forces.

“Hahaha…”

“Rest assured, as long as the city stands, so do we.

Once the city falls, we die!

Your worries are unnecessary, Haley.

I won’t die before the Orcs capture Teluns.

As for you, you will need to act according to circumstances when the time comes!

The moment the city falls will be the most chaotic.

If you want to break out, that’s the perfect time.

If you’re lucky to survive, deliver this letter to His Majesty the King.”

The words of Marshal Hodge caused Haley’s tears to uncontrollably fall.

Clearly, this letter was specifically prepared for him.

Without a reason, leaving alone to break the siege would be hard to explain when he returned.

With this letter, he would be leaving with a mission.

No one could blame him for escaping under such circumstances.

All his feelings finally accumulated into two words: “Marshal, I…”

But Hodge patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, “There’s no need to say more, I know your circumstances.

You’re the sole heir of your clan and bear the bloodline.

You cannot simply die here.

I had an old friendship with your father.

He took an arrow for me in the past, this is merely repaying the favor.

Don’t be too upset.

It is a soldier’s destiny to die in battle.

Achieving glory while resisting the Orc invasion is a form of honor, better than dying in a sickbed.

It’s now time to test the fruits of your training.

Whether you can wrestle a life from the Grim Reaper will depend on you.

Pray that the Lord of the Dawn blesses you!”

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