Chapter 262: Confrontation in Calm

At the moment the surprise attack began, Arag, riding the warg leader, ordered all the wolf riders under his command to launch a charge towards the camp. For a time, more than a hundred wargs with blood-colored light in their eyes let out howls and rushed out.

In the observation of the orc leader, the wooden fence of the human camp was not particularly tall and sturdy, and the human soldiers responsible for vigilance could not stop all the wolf riders who started running.

The experienced Arag knew that these bloodthirsty and swift subordinates of his, as long as they rushed into the camp, would be enough to launch a bloody and terrifying massacre against the humans who had just woken up from their dreams, which was a very serious blow to the morale of the humans.

Even if those dwarves and some humans could organize resistance, they wouldn't cause him too much trouble, because by then, those hundreds of scum running behind would have arrived. Although they were completely inadequate when facing elite soldiers, they were still quite capable of fighting humans who were low in morale and fighting to the death.

Arag's observation didn't have the slightest error, because due to the hurried gathering of the orcs, the time Baron prepared was very short. He was able to build a camp with defensive capabilities in a short time, which was the result of the dwarves' help.

And because they needed to send people to assist the dwarves during the day, the number of people on duty at night was naturally much less. Not to mention blocking more than a hundred wolf riders, even if the enemy only had half the number, relying on the guards on the fence alone was far from enough.

The excited howling of the wargs naturally attracted the attention of the soldiers on duty. Soon, a rapid and harsh alarm sounded in the sky, and the camp immediately became lively.

Arag, who was charging with his wolf riders, naturally observed the reaction of the humans, but he didn't care, because these were very normal reactions, and there was no big difference from the plan conceived before the surprise attack.

Now, the fastest-running wolf riders were about to approach the fence, and the wargs, which had an average height of about 1.5 meters, even if they were carrying orcs wearing armor, had a great possibility of jumping onto the fence that was not particularly tall.

And all this also fell into Arag's eyes, and he couldn't even restrain the cruel bloodthirst in his heart, and the face facing the wind even showed a ferocious and terrifying smile.

Suddenly, more than a dozen flaming arrows dragging long tails in the dark night entered Arag's eyes, and then accurately fell into the firewood pile that Baron had prepared long ago.

The suddenly bright firelight instantly stopped the wargs that were excitedly howling from their running steps. In a short moment, these evil creatures that feared fire felt the temperature enough to roast their souls.

In the raging firelight, hundreds of wargs seemed to hear the order to retreat at the same time. Amidst the wailing and miserable screams, they tucked their tails and fled from this fire field. It could be said that they came as fast as they ran.

Even the warg leader carrying Arag was no exception. The orc on its back, whether scolding or begging, could not change its idea of fleeing from here, especially since those flaming arrows dragging tails had already arrived above the wargs' heads amidst the "fire arrows" orders one after another.

Before long, those wolf riders who were charging at the front had all fled. In a short time, Arag had no way to gather them again, while those hundreds of Snaga who followed behind were stunned in place.

At this moment, they didn't know whether they should continue to charge, or follow the leader who had already left here and flee back to the forest at the foot of the Misty Mountains together.

It was just that the humans in the camp didn't give the orcs too much time to think. Taking advantage of the moment the fire rose, Baron, who had always been in a state of tension, took his personal guards and shouted everyone up.

Even those female scouts who had entered sleep were no exception, and were shouted up extremely roughly.

Moreover, Baron didn't give the soldiers time to wear armor, but ordered everyone to take their weapons and gather immediately. Subsequently, he took the soldiers responsible for guarding and rushed out of the camp first.

At this moment, this attendant who was entrusted with an important task by Allen clearly knew in his heart that to win the battle tonight with extremely low casualties, he must grasp the timing created when the fire rose, and absolutely could not let the orcs gather again.

If it was just to defeat the orcs who were still staying on the edge of the fire field, Baron believed that the troops he gathered in the middle of the night were more than enough, but if he added the wolf riders who were fleeing everywhere, it would be very troublesome and must pay a huge price to do so.

At the same time, Baron also deeply knew that he must let the orcs who came to launch a surprise attack bleed tonight, because his lord once taught him in his spare time that the orcs' psychology of fearing the strong was very serious. As long as you beat them once, leaving a brand in that dirty heart, then the trouble in the future would become very, very few.

At the very least, there would be no more blatant attacks in the short term.

At this moment, it was the day Baron applied what he had learned. Most things had been verified, and the rest depended on this final blow.

The soldiers who followed Baron closely, except for more than a dozen of his own personal guards, were the dozens of soldiers responsible for guarding tonight. They included archers and infantry, holding sharp battle knives that were particularly suitable for close combat.

In the current environment, human beings simply didn't have the time and space to form a formation to fight, while the orcs gathered together in a hurry, aiming their short spears and curved swords at the humans rushing towards them. In their eyes, besides the figures running out of the firelight, there was also fear when facing the battle and cruelty and bloodthirst hidden deep inside.

Baron, who rushed to the front of the team, shouted and waved the two-handed greatsword in his hand the first time he came into contact with the orcs. A silver light flashed under the illumination of the firelight, and the short spears that several orcs subconsciously used to block were immediately cut off, and the owners of the short spears also splashed black blood.

And after Baron succeeded in one blow, he retracted the greatsword into his arms and then stabbed it out fiercely, his feet kept moving forward, and he stopped only after piercing through three orcs in a row. And the armor personally modified by Allen also helped Baron block several attacks during this process.

At this time, the human soldiers wearing green leaf armor also waved the weapons in their hands and followed Baron's footsteps, soon tearing a huge opening in the orcs' formation, and as time went on, this opening became larger and larger, and more human soldiers also rushed over.

The number of people on both sides soon reached a level of parity.

Although these human soldiers who came later didn't wear armor, their physical fitness and combat skills were far beyond the Snaga, who belonged to the garbage class even among the orcs. The battle situation showed a one-sided trend from the beginning.

And the one who really ended the battle was the arrival of the sound of horse hooves. Dozens of female scouts wearing cool clothes, under the leadership of Alice, had quickly bypassed the back of the orc formation. After launching a round of shooting with the help of the firelight, they launched a charge towards the enemy without hesitation.

The attack launched by the female scouts completely collapsed the orcs who were already at a disadvantage, and also made Arag, who had managed to gather dozens of wolf riders, give up the idea of continuing to attack, and left here as a loser, returning to Mount Gundabad in disgrace.

And this failed surprise attack made Arag's originally low prestige hit rock bottom. The orc settlements scattered at the northern end of the Grey Mountains and the Misty Mountains no longer paid attention to the summons of this commander and began to act on their own.

However, born between heaven and earth, orcs had a deep hatred with the children of Eru Iluvatar after being transformed. As long as both sides survived on a piece of land, there was basically no possibility of reconciliation. Baron's beautiful counterattack this time, while offending dozens of female scouts, also deterred the surrounding orc tribes.

But since that day, small-scale harassment and constant peeping had never stopped, especially after hundreds of households of herdsmen migrated to Grunwalder Castle, this situation appeared more frequently, making Baron and Alice exhausted to deal with it.

The orcs couldn't deal with the human large-scale cavalry units, and never launched a surprise attack on the human camp again, but they would launch surprise attacks by shooting arrows from afar in the forest to attack horses.

And those wargs would rely on their speed like wind to kill those sheep grazing peacefully, and would even take away lambs as food when the herdsmen were not prepared.

In order to deal with this situation and provide a relatively safe living environment for most of the livestock and herdsmen, at the very least, there must be a safe sleeping environment, right?

Therefore, after Baron and Nori discussed, they built several discontinuous large camps near Grunwalder Castle using the Greyflood and the Langwell rivers.

Because there was relatively sufficient time and a large amount of manpower, these camps were built very sturdily. Most of them were earth-wood structures, that is, two rows of treated wood were buried deep underground, and then filled with mud to reinforce them. Wooden frames and towers were built behind the fence for patrolling and vigilance.

Although such defense could not resist the enemy's large-scale attack, it was more than enough to deal with surprise attacks at the moment. And the plan to build a city wall connecting the Langwell and the Greyflood near Grunwalder Castle had already been put on the agenda with Allen's consent.

Although this would cost a lot of time and manpower and material resources, after it was built, it basically met the defense needs, and there was no need to worry about the orcs hiding in the mountains launching a surprise attack on Grunwalder Castle.

However, in daily life, troubles similar to what Alice encountered were countless.

The game between the two sides developed to the end, which was that the herdsmen would graze in the pastures near Grunwalder Castle most of the time, and when it was time to rotate the pastures, the female scouts and the trained herdsman cavalry would gather into small teams to patrol the edge of the forest, killing any enemies who dared to appear on the plains.

Such a situation lasted for a considerable period of time, until Arnold and Alice returned to Grunwalder Castle on this evening.

Under the sunset, dots of firelight had already lit up around the grey castle, and a unit of more than a thousand people had already begun to station on the grassland north of the castle. Colorful tents were set up amidst the noisy crowd, and patrolling soldiers wearing helmets and holding weapons followed orders and shuttled through the camp without stopping.

Arnold and Alice, who returned, saw this lively scene, and they even noticed that the flags at the castle gate had also changed. Besides the triangular flag representing Baron, there were two more flags.

The shorter one had a green background with a light cavalryman pulling a bow and galloping embroidered on it, which represented Tuoju's family. Although this Khergit village chief who helped Allen cultivate warhorses for ten years was not a lord now, Allen still bestowed a flag on their family.

This meant that Tuoju's identity now was already a governor controlling a piece of land. There were not many such people under Allen's hand, and the other one should be Malherbe, who was responsible for managing Long Lake Town.

And the highest one was naturally Allen's Crown Three-Star Flag. Originally, Allen was prepared to make a trip here. As the king, Allen, of the royal direct territory Grunwalder Castle, at the very least, had to have enough understanding of this place, and also had to personally solve the crisis faced by this place.

"Your Majesty, judging from the current situation, the orcs hiding in the forest have not caused us too much threat in the recent period. Although I don't know the reason, it has been a long time since the first camp attack, but the spies you sent to assist have never found any signs of large-scale gathering of the enemy."

Baron, who had a well-proportioned figure and solid muscles, carefully reported the content he had screened to Allen, who had just arrived at Grunwalder Castle. In the process of reporting, the young attendant who was undertaking important affairs for the first time often stopped to think for a while, and then continued to tell, so as not to leave any important intelligence.

Baron, who was nearly thirty years old, naturally knew that there would be such a day, so he was very well prepared in the past time, summarized everything that happened, and told himself over and over again in his heart.

It was just that when he really reported the results to Allen, he was still inevitably a bit nervous, even if the king in front of him was always a young face, and now he looked much younger than himself.

But Baron, who participated in Andrea's "birthday banquet," knew how powerful Allen's power was. Immortality was probably just a bonus gift.

"Well, you've worked hard during this period. In the days to come, I need you to continue to return to my side." Allen nodded lightly, expressed affirmation for Baron's recent work, and issued the latest order.

"Then who do I need to hand over the work to?" For Allen's order, Baron had no objection, but directly asked who was taking over from him.

"Everything here, from now on, will be the responsibility of Tuoju, and I will also stay here for a period of time." As he spoke, Allen cast his gaze towards Nori, who was smoking a pipe on the side, and asked with a smile.

"Nori, where is Thorin's position now? Don't tell me he's still in the Lonely Mountain."

"Puff~~" Nori exhaled the smoke from his mouth comfortably and replied: "The latest intelligence, Thorin is already in the Grey Mountains, and has already recovered all the halls that were once abandoned. Besides the traces ravaged by the evil dragon, there is nothing else there."

"He should come here to meet you very soon."

Nori, who was smoking, quickly added a sentence. ===== CHAPTER 263 =====