Chapter 369: The Mad Guards!

"Leader, what should we do?"

"Doni, you immediately take two squads of a hundred warriors each to chase and see the situation! See exactly what happened; remember, if there is any abnormality, withdraw immediately and report!"

"Yes, my lord leader!"

"Look quickly, the orcs are going again; this time it is two hundred-man squads!"

The orcs' actions were soon noticed by Ryan and the other nobles; watching the two hundred orc troops chasing after, everyone felt a mix of emotions.

Two hundred orcs, under normal circumstances, would have no problem fighting two thousand human soldiers.

Because, the greater the number of orcs, the stronger the combat power they unleash.

And now, counting it up, three hundred orcs have already been drawn away by Mil and the others; the pressure relieved on the main camp is no small amount.

"Mil and the others... they are truly good people!"

"That's right, Mil and the others are true knights!"

Although the nobles usually like to scheme and are relatively selfish.

But facing someone like Mil who sacrifices himself for others, they are also admiring.

After all, as long as one's mind is not troubled, everyone's heart always has a reserved place of beauty.

"Gervas, it's bad; this time two hundred orcs have come!"

The upright knight, 'brave' and 'fearless of life and death', now had a face full of terror.

He had no choice but to panic; after all, it was more than two hundred orcs, double the expected amount.

Who knows if they can hold out!

"Mil, don't be afraid! Lead them over here!"

Fortunately, Gervas's voice came again.

Moreover, the gathering command of the spear soldiers came again.

As the spear soldiers one by one stood up and completed their formation, Mil and the others finally felt slightly relieved.

However, given the large number of orcs, he still asked: "Gervas, two hundred orcs, are you sure there is no problem?"

"Rest assured, this time I will have my Sword Guards join the battle as well!"

Since Gervas said so, Mil had nothing more to hesitate about.

Soon, the orcs were led by them close up.

"Roar, charge! Tear these humans apart!" Doni, the orc captain, also saw the ambushing spear soldiers.

However, he did not pay attention.

Because these humans appearing ahead could not yet prove they had the ability to destroy Bato and the previous hundred orc warriors!

"Roar! Kill!"

The same roar, the same charge!

"Spear formation, thrust!"

Puff, puff, puff!

Roar, roar, roar!

And the outcome, naturally, was the same!

Seventeen or eighteen orcs charging at the very front were directly pierced into sieves by the spears.

That seemingly unstoppable orc charge force was actually stopped dead in its tracks!

"This..." Even though Doni had already prepared himself mentally.

He did not expect these humans to be so powerful.

"Spear soldiers, withdraw!"

"Spear soldiers, thrust!"

Puff, puff, puff!

Roar, roar, roar!

The continuous and orderly commands continued to come, and more than ten subordinates fell again.

Now Doni dared not delay any longer; "Quick, flank around to both wings!"

Although the spear soldiers were sharp, they were not enough to destroy so many orc warriors.

Because his weakness was also obvious: there was no attack power on the two sides!

"Roar! Kill!"

Under his command, the vast majority of the orc warriors began to flank.

"Gervas, so many orcs; our subordinates are afraid we cannot hold out!"

Mil and the others immediately shouted out.

These orcs' reactions were much faster than before.

This resulted in their numbers still being over one hundred and sixty.

With this number of orcs, in close combat, their guards would surely be defeated.

"Don't be afraid! My Storm Guards will support them! Storm Legion, advance!"

Hearing Gervas's words, the Storm Legion immediately joined Mil and the others' guard unit.

Mil and the others had no better option, so they gritted their teeth and said: "Guard unit, advance! One orc head, ten silver coins!"

"Kill!"

The next instant, the human soldiers on both wings immediately collided with the orcs.

And seeing that only one-fifth of the human formation were armor-piercing soldiers, while the rest were all serf soldiers in tattered linen clothes, Doni felt these soldiers would be crushed by the orc warriors before long.

His gaze grew wary of the surroundings, guarding against other possible ambushes.

After all, these Longsword Guards and serf soldiers had slaughtered far too many before.

Roar, roar, roar!

But very quickly, Doni was stunned to discover he had miscalculated.

The orc warriors fighting the human soldiers on both flanks were suddenly sending out roar after roar.

He could certainly tell what those roars meant: the orcs' unwillingness and fury in the face of death.

"This... this is impossible!"

Doni soon discovered where the problem lay on the battlefield.

The human serf soldiers were fine, as always, utterly incapable of putting up a fight.

The real problem was that portion of the elite human soldiers wearing leather armor.

They were actually able to stand toe-to-toe with the orc warriors, one on one.

One on one!

Standing toe-to-toe!

What an incredible sight this was.

They had no battle qi, and their height only reached the orc warriors' chests!

Yet their strength was enough to block the orc warriors' cleaving strikes.

And with their strength advantage gone, the orc warriors no longer held any combat edge among these humans.

"This... how is this possible? Could I be seeing things?!"

"Yes! This is too insane! How could Gervas's guards possess such immense strength? They are beings without even battle qi!"

In fact, it wasn't just the orc Doni who was shocked.

The human nobles, including Mil, were even more shocked.

They had not witnessed much of Gervas's Longsword Guards' combat in the past, so they had always thought Gervas's Longsword Guards were much the same as their own elite guards!

But now, this was far from "much the same."

Even three of their own guards might not be able to defeat Gervas's Longsword Guards.

The strength to stand toe-to-toe with an orc one-on-one was truly terrifying.

"How is it, everyone? Didn't I say there'd be no problem?" At this moment, knowing the outcome was decided, Gervas smiled and approached Mil and the others.

"Gervas, how did your subordinates... do this?"

"Do you all know of the Mana Spring? A few months ago, I happened upon a beached sea vessel, and then, by chance, discovered a small Mana Spring on a nearby island!"

"My soldiers go there daily to toughen their bodies and bathe in mana, and thus they gained such formidable strength!"

Gervas casually made up an excuse.

After all, compared to the Lightning Silverfish, this Mana Spring was far less likely to attract covetous eyes.

"A beached sea vessel, and a Mana Spring?" Mil and the others exchanged glances.

However, Mil and the others did not doubt Gervas's explanation; after all, the facts were right there, and no better explanation existed.

"Gervas, you... you are simply too lucky! You are practically the illegitimate son of the God of Glory!"

"Yes! Gervas, this is too enviable!"

"Haha! Everyone, you need not be envious; am I not bringing you here to earn merit?"

"Additionally, it is a pity that the Mana Spring seems to be nearly exhausted! So, the opportunity to train more soldiers of such formidable strength in the future is now very limited!" Gervas laughed heartily.