Chapter 370: Who Was So Impulsive?

"Gervas, you should be content! Just these longswordmen, you already have two hundred and fifty of them!"

"And each of them can match a northern orc! If it were us, we'd be laughing in our sleep. After all, such two hundred and fifty guards can handle two thousand five hundred slave soldiers without any problem!"

"Yes! Gervas, don't say two hundred and more soldiers of such immense strength; even fifty of them, we could laugh in our sleep!"

The nobles, seeing Gervas's dissatisfied look, immediately refuted him.

And everyone spoke the truth; they were truly envious.

Hearing this, Gervas accepted the criticism with a smile, because this was exactly the effect he wanted.

"Roar! All orc warriors, retreat immediately!"

And just then, a fierce roar came from the front battlefield, issued by the orc captain Doni.

At this moment, Doni had fully confirmed how the fellow warriors like Bato were annihilated.

It was these spear soldiers and longswordmen.

Such powerful individual martial prowess, yet human soldiers who were not titled knights; he had truly never seen such a thing before.

So, he immediately prepared to retreat.

After all, if they didn't leave now, they probably wouldn't be able to leave at all!

"They're running! Gervas! They're running!"

"Haha! We'll have plenty to brag about when we return; we defeated two hundred orcs even on the wasteland!"

"Yes! Haha, what's so great about repelling orcs while hiding behind walls? Repelling orcs on the open wild is true skill!"

Watching the orcs flee, the happiest were naturally the nobles like Mil and Ian.

This was not only merit, but also capital for bragging in the future.

Nobles love to compare themselves; this is well known.

And this bragging capital in war is the strongest tool for boasting, second only to wealth and power.

"Gervas, should we pursue?"

"Of course we should pursue, but remember later, do not pursue too closely; I deduce these orcs are preparing to retreat. If we press them relentlessly, it might be bad if we force them into a corner!"

These orcs had witnessed his prowess, and having already lost around three hundred orcs on his side alone, Gervas felt they would basically not linger any longer.

"Gervas, rest assured, we understand!"

Immediately, Mil and others did not delay; they gathered their subordinates and immediately began pursuing the retreating orcs.

And Gervas did not move immediately; instead, he ordered his subordinates to clean the battlefield.

These orc heads were crucial for merit; absolutely no mistake could be made.

"My lord!"

"Doni, what happened? Where are the other clansmen?"

At the edge of the main camp, Doni returned hastily with his team. Seeing the number of the squad, the orc leader's face instantly turned iron-green.

Because a squad of two hundred people, in less than ten minutes, had been reduced to only half.

"My lord, your subordinate went to pursue that human group and investigate the situation as you ordered..."

Doni immediately informed the orc leader of the situation after his pursuit, especially the encounter with the spear soldiers and elite guards.

And the orc leader listened with immense shock, finding it hard to believe. "This is impossible; those spear soldiers, perhaps weapon advantages and formation factors could allow them to withstand our orc warriors' charge!"

"But you say those human longsword guards without battle qi can resist our orc warriors one-on-one; how is that possible?"

"My lord, at that time, your subordinate also did not believe his own eyes, but your subordinate can swear by the God of the Behemoths that everything your subordinate said is true!" Seeing his leader's disbelief, Doni immediately swore aloud.

Actually, the orc leader did not entirely disbelieve; after all, the previous Bato, and the subsequent one hundred orc warriors sent, had already indicated that tonight's situation was strange.

And now adding Doni's group, they had already lost three hundred orc warriors.

This casualty count was greater than the casualties suffered by himself fighting thousands of humans on this side.

So, even if what Doni said was incredible, it was mostly true.

"My lord, those humans are already pursuing; your subordinate feels we should retreat quickly!"

The orc leader's teeth ground together with a creaking sound, but ultimately, he agreed with Doni's opinion.

"Order the retreat!"

At the same time, inside the main camp!

"Look, those orcs are back!"

"They really are back! Damn it, this time Mil and the others have already... heroically sacrificed themselves, right?"

"Mil and the others were truly good people! The three hundred and more orcs they lured away directly reduced our pressure significantly!"

"Yes! And these orcs seem to have suffered many losses; they shouldn't be able to fight for long. As long as we continue to hold out, they will eventually retreat!... Eh, look, what are these orcs doing?"

"They... they seem to be retreating!"

"Could it be that our persistence made the orcs see no hope of victory, and they are preparing to retreat?"

Noticing Doni and the other orcs returning hastily, the nobles assumed Mil and the others had already been eliminated.

And while everyone was grateful for Mil and the others' heroic act of self-sacrifice to save others, the orc squad suddenly began retreating towards the outside of the fence.

This scene made the nobles in the main camp both surprised and delighted.

Surprised because these orcs still had considerable combat power and could have continued killing for a while, yet they chose to retreat.

Delighted because the orcs were retreating, so their losses could be greatly reduced.

"Everyone, should we pursue a bit?"

At this moment, an excited noble suddenly voiced a suggestion.

Everyone was stunned, then some seemed tempted.

Of course, this was not because everyone wanted to turn defeat into victory.

It was merely to put on a show.

After all, having been beaten down by the Beastmen the whole time, then watching them swagger away with eyes wide open.

Reporting that back to the main force in the rear afterward would be far too embarrassing.

Conversely, if they made a pretense of pursuing them for a distance at this moment.

They could later claim to have thwarted the Beastmen's surprise attack and chased them several li out.

The losses and casualties would not change, but it would allow their own reputations to remain unblemished.

"Do not underestimate the enemy. There are still at least five or six hundred Beastmen. Their retreat at this moment clearly defies reason, so we must be cautious!"

Lord Ryan, however, possessed considerable combat experience in the Northern Border and knew that the Beastmen's retreat was not a normal situation.

Thus, even though he knew the benefits of pursuing at this time, he spoke out to stop everyone.

Hearing this, the nobles' thoughts, which had just begun to stir, faded away again.

Indeed, compared to any matter of face, the safety of themselves and their own was most important.

If the Beastmen were to launch a surprise counterattack later and their own forces collapsed, it would truly be a case of gaining nothing and losing everything.

"Kill!"

However, just as everyone extinguished this thought, the sound of battle cries suddenly reached their ears.

"Who? Who is so impulsive?"

The nobles were startled one and all, quickly turning their heads to look around; no one among them had given the order, yet someone had taken it upon themselves.

If this caused other units to follow blindly and then be outmaneuvered by the Beastmen, it would be a grave offense.

"My lords, it seems... it seems to be coming from outside the camp!"

At this moment, the subordinates pointed toward the outside of the camp.