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Chapter 525 - 525 97 Dispatching Troops_1

525: Chapter 97, Dispatching Troops_1 525: Chapter 97, Dispatching Troops_1 A large number of troops converged on the Bimon Royal Court, revealing its location while also bolstering its defensive strength.

Morrison was helpless about the path the Orc Army had chosen.

Even if he wanted to help delay, he didn’t know where to start.

From the standpoint of the Alpha Kingdom, the more forces Bimon Emperor gathered, the better.

The more troops, the more death and injury will follow.

As for the cost paid by the human reinforcements, the kingdom doesn’t care.

They are all people on the verge of death, no matter how heavy the casualties, it will not hurt the vitality of the human race.

From the moment they embarked on the expedition, everyone had accepted the idea that there was no turning back.

No matter how mysterious the rumors were, no one would be naive enough to think that obtaining the longevity method would guarantee immortality.

At present, the only successful case is the Bimon Emperor.

If the method could be widely spread, the Bimon Emperor wouldn’t need to repeatedly lose “sons”.

As the Human Army approached, the Bimon Royal Court began a grand sacrificial ritual – “Summoning the Beast God”!

To be precise, it is the summons of the soldiers under the Beast God, the fabled – Beast God Guards.

The strongmen of the Bimon Tribe throughout the generations have sealed themselves in the temple using secret techniques when they reach the end of their lifespan, identifying themselves as guards of the Beast God.

Those being awakened now are these people.

However, this kind of seal can only slow down the depletion of lifespan, and after a certain time, they would still die.

Another drawback is: if the seal lasts too long, the sealed Bimon will slowly lose themselves in the passage of time.

When awakened, there is a certain chance they will turn into madmen.

No matter how obvious the disadvantages, this represents the ultimate strength of the Bimon Tribe.

The Bimon clan has always firmly held the first place among the Five Royal Clans of the Orc Empire, this power has played a not small deterrence.

The delay in using this power is because it is a disposable ultimate weapon.

The sealed strongmen of the Bimon Tribe, once awakened, will soon perish due to the exhaustion of their lifespan.

It can be said that until the point of life and death, it cannot be used.

The greatest significance of this power is not to kill enemies, but to deter them.

Once used, the power that bursts forth is indeed immense, but it also means that this precious power will disappear with the war flames.

The humans were at their doorstep, and it was indeed a life and death moment.

The Bimon Emperor had no idea how much foundation the Bimon Tribe had accumulated by now.

After all, such a thing depends completely on whether the individual is willing to make a sacrifice.

Only if the person themselves is willing, can the seal be completed by the secret technique.

At the summoning ceremony, the Bimon Emperor was like an ant on a hot pan, anxiously spinning in circles.

He was not worried about the failure of this ceremony, but was anxiously waiting for the return of the High Priest.

Overall, the Bimon Tribe has already been decimated in this war.

On the battlefield, Bimon cavalry losses totaled over thirty thousand, and another three ten thousand people tribes exterminated by the humans, more than forty thousand Bimon were brutally slaughtered.

The war has not ended yet, but the Bimon Tribe has already been greatly injured first, now they have to use their last resort.

Regardless of the war’s outcome, they are the absolute biggest losers.

The clan has lost, but the Bimon Emperor himself cannot lose anymore.

If he fails to achieve his plan after paying such a great price, it would be too much of a loss.

As the familiar sound of the eagle’s call emitted, the eyes of the Bimon Emperor lit up.

It was just in time, if it had been a little later, it would have been a huge trouble.

If they missed this battle, in the future he wouldn’t have the ability to gather so many strongmen as sacrifices again.

“Your Majesty, the state of the crown prince is a bit off, I can only ask him to rest for a while!”

The High Sacrifice carried the weak “Crown Prince Alex’s substitute” and explained to the Bimon Emperor.

In his deep heart, he had cursed Crown Prince Alex as a waste more than once.

An adult, yet faints at the sight of the “eagle”.

Even when the golden giant eagle slowed down, he kept vomiting in the sky, accidentally soiling the feathers of the giant eagle, almost causing the golden giant eagle to revolt.

Just after getting on the golden eagle, he was half-dead from exhaustion, so naturally there was no opportunity for the two to interact along the way.

In order to permanently solve the problem, the High Sacrifice decisively knocked the substitute unconscious.

He initially thought that when they arrived, Crown Prince Alex would wake up.

He didn’t expect that the “substitute” was even more useless than he had imagined.

He didn’t raise any suspicion in the old Sacrifice Shaman, purely due to Alex’s successful setting as a dissipated crown prince.

Everyone considered him as an individual who only knows how to eat, drink and gamble.

No matter how useless, he is still the crown prince.

This kind of taboo was seen by the Bimon Emperor, leaving the old Sacrifice Shaman feeling rather awkward.

“Hmm, take him downstairs to rest first!”

Emperor Bimon said without concealing his anger.

That hanging heart finally settled at this moment.

He had originally wanted to speak a few words with his son, to extend their final family time, but in the end, he still gave it up.

For an emperor, emotion is a tumor.

Everything was prepared, he couldn’t give it all up for such an optional father-son affection.

On the altar, countless coffins began to shake.

Then came a loud bang, the specially made coffin broke into pieces, revealing a white-haired Bimon in front of everyone.

This was just the beginning, the coffins on the field continued to explode one after another, with strongmen continuously emerging from the seal.

There were even more coffins shaking incessantly, as if engaged in a fierce struggle.

It seemed as if a mysterious force was constantly preventing them from breaking out of their coffins.

The awakened strongmen were like stunned chickens, motionless.

No one disturbed them, everyone knew that they were memory docking.

This part is often the most difficult, if they are addicted in their own world and can’t come out, it’s quite easy to become a fool.

At this moment, there was a sound of killing outside the Bimon Royal Court.

Facing the enemy at their doorstep, the Orc Army that had gathered launched a violent counterattack.

As a result, it didn’t work at all.

The more violent the counterattack, the faster they died.

The morale of the soldiers was already low, they were quickly collapsed by the incoming enemies.

The whole camp was thrown into chaos as disorderly soldiers filled every corner of the palace.

Perhaps the bloodthirsty instinct of combat woke the sealed Bimons.

They were still in a trance the moment before, and the next moment they changed into war machines.

The pinnacle battle between the two major species finally broke out in the Bimon royal court.

…

“What?

The enemy split into ten directions?”

“The Orcs, where did they go?”

Hudson asked in astonishment.

It’s not a problem if refugees gather, it’s a problem if refugees scatter.

If the refugees gather together, as long as the Expeditionary Army is willing, they can crush them at any time.

On the other hand, scattered refugees are more difficult to deal with.

There are millions of refugees.

Even if they don’t have as many as a million people, they still have five or six hundred thousand people.

You can’t catch five or six hundred thousand pigs out there in half a month.

Even if you capture all the pigs, others will become wild pigs first.

If it were humans, the situation is even more complicated.

If you hide somewhere, no matter how much time Hudson has, he can’t find them!

“Earl, this news is true.

We have verified the information.

The enemy did split their forces into ten directions.

As for the Orc Army, there isn’t even a shadow.

They likely withdrew in advance.”

Hearing this news, Hudson was first shocked and then soon calmed down.

Knowing that they cannot win, yet still sending people to death is not what wise people do.

The commander of the Orcs, who managed to make it all the way here while making such a scene, is definitely not a fool.

“Pass the order, carefully search for the whereabouts of Orc Army, report any abnormalities immediately.

Order the legions to launch attacks on the enemy and collect scattered refugees in groups.”

Hudson immediately issued the order.

The Bimon cavalry had run away, the only thing that might have troubled the Expeditionary Army now no longer existed.

Facing ordinary refugees alone, groups were already enough to deal with all kinds of emergencies.

Compared to crushing the refugee army, capturing refugee soldiers alive was more strategically significant to Hudson.