[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence":3,"chapter-warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-391":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Warlord: Starting with Daily Intelligence",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2338854,4572,"Chapter 391: Lord Harry Is Still the Most Perfect!","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-391",391,"\u003Cp>The man laughing heartily was naturally Adamas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they reached near the Gray Stone Bridge and learned the orcs’ numbers truly did not exceed a thousand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, there were now only six or seven hundred left, making him grin broadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t a battle—it was as easy as picking up easy gains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the troops he brought were elite soldiers, not peasant conscripts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, six or seven hundred orcs could be easily wiped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, he saw over two thousand noble soldiers charging out from the Gray Stone Bridge encampment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With such numbers, wiping out the orcs was as simple as picking up easy gains?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Young Master Adamas!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing his young master’s order, Darik dared not delay a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew now this was a once-in-a-lifetime chance to earn merit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Austin Infantry Regiment, charge!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the area around the Gray Stone Bridge erupted with cries of battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time, the human shouts drowned out the orc roars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hurry, damn it, cross the bridge, don’t block here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the orc warriors die one after another under the human assault, Babik’s heart bled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the current situation clearly couldn’t be rushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the human assault grew fiercer from behind, the bridgehead grew even more chaotic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The orcs, once feared as ruthless and fearless in human memory, were finally beginning to panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Chief, leave now—the slave troops are all dead. If you delay further, you won’t escape either!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I…” Babik wanted to say he couldn’t face Lord Moral without returning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he knew if he died here, he’d be useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grieving Babik finally left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fleeing hastily with over a hundred subordinates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining orc forces—whether slave troops or minotaurs—were all slaughtered clean!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Victory! We’ve defeated the orcs! Ha ha!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, cheers rang out across the Gray Stone Bridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adamas was beaming with excitement, “Ha ha, victory! Commander Darik, we’ve won! We’ve killed hundreds of orcs!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Young Master Adamas, we’ve killed at least five hundred orcs and over a thousand orc slave troops!” Commander Darik’s face was also full of smiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five hundred orc heads—this was a feat worth boasting about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, achieving such a result required at least three to four times, even five times, the casualties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time, our casualties didn’t even reach five hundred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ratio of losses to gains was unprecedented.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, we slew over a thousand slave troops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Five hundred orc heads—when we return, I want to see who dares say I, Adamas, never set foot on the Northern Front!” Adamas beamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Adamas noticed Mil and the others nearby, “Come on, let’s go over and see them!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gervas, aren’t you going to go over and greet them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, I’m not fond of socializing, especially with high nobles. You go ahead. If they ask for me, say I’m tired and went back to rest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without waiting for Mil and the others to say more, Gervas turned and walked straight back to camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mil and the others exchanged glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas had just walked away without a second glance from such a rare chance to meet a high noble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But remembering Gervas’s abilities, they let it go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, with Gervas’s talent, he didn’t need to flatter high nobles—he’d rise regardless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the high noble approaching them, Mil and the others dared not delay and hurried forward to meet him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he had just saved them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We salute your honorable lordship, thank you for sending your troops to rescue us. I am Mil—may I know your lordship’s name?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re the Mil that was reported throughout the entire army?” Adamas looked astonished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh, yes, my lord!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Baron Mil, I am Adamas, son of Lord Austin! I’ve heard your name before; meeting you now, I’m not disappointed—you held off a thousand orcs and three thousand slave troops with only three thousand men!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, you must have slain quite a few orcs, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Lord Adamas, we slew about three or four hundred orc warriors and over a thousand slave troops.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still, we must thank Lord Adamas—if you hadn’t arrived in time, we might have been lost!” Though their expressions remained respectful, their spines had straightened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, their own battle record tonight was impressive enough… well, though most of it was Gervas’s doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha ha!” Adamas was equally delighted, accepting their flattery without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He believed he truly had saved these minor nobles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, even as he rejoiced, he remembered the man in his heart who nearly rivaled Lord Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, isn’t there a Baron Gervas among you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh, Lord Adamas, Baron Gervas did indeed station with us at the Gray Stone Bridge!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then which one is Baron Gervas?” Adamas was curious what Gervas looked like.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Apologies, Lord Adamas, Baron Gervas was exhausted from the battle and has already returned to rest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exhausted? Already went to rest?” Adamas found this strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Lord Adamas. Baron Gervas usually sleeps early, and the battle was especially fierce, so he said he was worn out and needed to rest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adamas felt odd about it, but didn’t dwell on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still, I now feel even more strongly that Lord Harry is the most perfect—not only wise, brilliant, and valiant, but free of such peculiar habits!” Adamas muttered to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a subordinate hurried over and whispered something in his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adamas froze, turned back, and saw his father riding toward him on horseback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father! You’ve been following me all along?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Adamas, don’t blame your father—I was truly uneasy. But now I see my worries were unnecessary!” Lord Austin beamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His son’s great victory pleased him more than his own triumphs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adamas was slightly annoyed, but understood it was his father’s affection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father, I don’t blame you. But now you needn’t worry anymore—Harry… uh, his intelligence was accurate!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Adamas, this time the Austin family owes someone a favor,” Lord Austin nodded. He admitted he hadn’t fully trusted Harry’s message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he couldn’t fault himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was such an important piece of intelligence—Harry had simply given it away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it were him, he’d never give such information away for free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, such an opportunity to earn merit was enough to earn a king’s grant of a baronial fief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even for a marquis family, a hereditary baron title was highly significant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because it wasn’t a split within the family—it came from outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father, I’ll be sure to tell Harry… him!” Adamas nodded happily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His father’s personal promise of a favor was extremely weighty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though for someone like Lord Harry, it might not mean much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it still represented the family’s goodwill and attitude.\u003C\u002Fp>",1108,"2026-06-20T22:44:02.338Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0f7f1c025ad2a7a80e7cb328429037959b3223a37527b65845f6a1bcee837e90","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-392","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-390",521,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-cover.jpg"]