Chapter 116: Going Out to Take Care of Some Business

The smile on Humah's face had not yet faded when several cannon blasts froze it in place.

It was clear that the Orc Search Party that had appeared in the rear was not advancing through the ruins like the Orcs on this side; they had been blown away directly by the artillery fire from the opposite side.

After the shelling, only a dozen or so injured Orcs were still able to move, but they were quickly finished off by those masked Two-legged Sheep.

Humah's smile turned stiff; it had originally thought it could devour these Two-legged Sheep troops, but it turned out that the artillery was still firing.

Humah remembered clearly that during the first wave of shelling, it had arranged for one of its Orc Centurions to take 67 Orcs under its command to wipe out that artillery position—how had they still not wiped it out by now!

"Trash! Truly trash!" Humah roared in anger, but it was to no avail; because it had just ordered its subordinates to advance rapidly, many more warriors had fallen to the ground.

At this moment, Humah felt that this group of Two-legged Sheep was a bit thorny; its side was not fully prepared, and now it was in a dilemma.

Just then, an Orc guard beside Humah was hit by a bullet, the Rune Bulletproof Armor flickering with light.

"Chieftain! There are Two-legged Sheep behind us too!" Humah's Orc guards surrounded Humah and shouted loudly.

"What?!"

Humah's expression was one of shock; looking back, it saw more than 30 Two-legged Sheep wearing red headscarves firing at them.

"Damn it! More than 30 Two-legged Sheep dare to attack us! Notify all warriors, slaughter these Two-legged Sheep for me! Then retreat to the camp, grab good equipment, and come back to slaughter these Two-legged Sheep!"

Humah made a prompt decision, letting several of its guards go and order all the advancing Orc warriors to retreat.

Upon seeing these Orcs begin to retreat, the Krieg Commissar remembered what Yingzhou had said to him and immediately shouted loudly, "Men, enemy repulsion regulations! Fix bayonets, prepare for a bloody battle!"

The Krieg soldiers attached their 45-centimeter-long bayonets to their Lucius Model 98 Lasguns after this Krieg Commissar blew the charge whistle Yingzhou had given him.

Following the shrill whistle, the Krieg soldiers rushed out from the ruins and launched a charge at the retreating Orcs ahead.

Seeing that group of masked Two-legged Sheep rushing up from behind, Humah discovered that it was now the one being surrounded.

"Charge! Charge out! Retreat to the camp!" Humah had no choice but to shout loudly to its Orc warriors.

A swarm of Orcs charged toward the Catachan toughs in front, but once those Catachan toughs saw the Orcs charging up, they ducked into the surrounding ruins.

This scene brought a look of joy to Humah's face, and it excitedly urged its subordinates to charge forward.

At this moment, Humah realized the ground beneath its feet was shaking, and immediately after, it saw dozens of warhorses carrying masked Two-legged Sheep charging toward it, the hunting spears in their hands already leveled.

The Krieg Cavalry soon collided with Humah's troops; after those hunting spears pierced the Orcs, they exploded, and the powerful physical constitution of the Biochemical Warhorses directly knocked the foremost Orcs flying.

Soon, the Krieg soldiers behind also rushed up, their bayonets stabbing into the Orcs' throats with precision and ruthlessness, and before long, they had completely wiped out these surrounded Orcs.

After seeing this scene from afar, Yingzhou had the dozen or so Catachan toughs beside him take the survivors rescued from the cages back to the Giant Cedar District.

He himself prepared to head to the next Orc camp to wipe out the Orcs there.

Giant Cedar District Guerrilla Gathering Place.

Han Li and Xia Dijing were in the middle of settling the survivors brought back by these Catachan toughs.

Ye Cheng found a warehouse that was relatively well-preserved; although it was a mess inside, fortunately, the warehouse was spacious, and the survivors in the gathering place had already arrived at this warehouse and started clearing out the debris.

The survivors who had just been rescued had already been settled inside, and medical Xiunu were treating them.

"You take a few people to throw away that debris..."

"Ye Peng, you take some people and scout the surroundings for any scattered Orcs."

Han Li was busy settling the survivors in a flurry, even finding time to have Ye Peng go out to scout.

Just then, another commotion came from outside.

Han Li put down what he was doing and walked outside the warehouse to check the situation.

He saw Yingzhou bringing a group of survivors rushing this way; some survivors who could not walk were placed on carts from the Orc camp and pulled back.

When the survivors previously rescued by Yingzhou saw Yingzhou's tall and strong figure again, they wept with excitement; as one survivor knelt on the ground, many others followed suit.

"Great Emperor, thank you for saving us and letting us survive. We had already fallen into despair, but you brought your soldiers to save us! We really..."

A survivor said this much, their tone somewhat choked, unable to continue.

Seeing the survivors he had rescued like this, Yingzhou felt a mix of emotions: to be honest, he had no other thoughts when he saved these survivors at the time; he just wanted to do his best to save more survivors.

However, after seeing this scene, he suddenly understood a little why there would always be people in his past life who stood up to save those suffering, regardless of the meaning of salvation.

Yingzhou slowly squatted down, wiped the survivor's tears with his broad palm, and said in a gentle tone, "This was not a calamity you should have encountered, but in the end, it was you who bore it. If you truly want to thank me, then pick up hope again and do what you can here; everything will get better."

After hearing Yingzhou's words, these survivors all dispersed to help the survivors who had arrived earlier.

"Phew... having a social phobic face this kind of scene is really hard to handle," Yingzhou muttered to himself, handing this new batch of rescued survivors over to the sweating, busy Han Li.

"Captain Ying, aren't there too many survivors brought back this time? We are afraid of causing some chaos..."

Hearing Han Li's words, Yingzhou smiled and replied, "It's fine. If someone really creates chaos, there will be people to deal with them. Especially since it was so hard to reach a safe environment, everyone cherishes it. People like the ones you mentioned are better off appearing sooner. After all, there's no harm in cutting out a tumor early."

Seeing that Yingzhou had said as much, Han Li had no choice but to nod and say, "I understand. I will also do my best to control the survivors' emotions and not let such a situation happen."

Seeing that the sky had already darkened, Yingzhou said, "The Beast Race has not been severely damaged. I estimate they will still prepare to attack the Inner City. I'm going out to take care of some business tonight; you just look after the survivors."

Han Li nodded without saying anything more.

The Beast Race's troop strength in the Outer City this time was not small; the Orcs who died in one siege were not worth mentioning at all.