Chapter 399: Mi Gen

Soon, the third wave of troops launched, beginning to cross the river on rafts.

Thanks to the vanguard teams ahead, their landing went smoothly, with no resistance encountered.

Of course, avoiding battle by slacking off was impossible—once landed, they were immediately urged forward by supervising guards to join the battlefield.

As reinforcements from the third wave of nobles arrived one after another, the plight of the peasant soldiers ahead began to ease slightly.

Naturally, upon seeing this, the Wild Wolf Knights, as the high nobles had predicted, abandoned their attacks on the legion guards and began ruthlessly slaughtering the peasant soldiers.

Each of their charges swept away vast swathes of peasant soldiers, leaving no one capable of standing against them.

This scene—wolves among sheep—made the lesser nobles grit their teeth in fury.

Though the peasant soldiers were as worthless as weeds, they were still their own resources.

Of course, where there was sorrow, there was also joy.

The smiles of the lesser nobles had already shifted to the high nobles.

Watching the Wild Wolf Knights too preoccupied to notice their subordinates, the high nobles' lips curled slightly.

Of course, they dared not laugh outright—some pretense was still necessary.

Thus, everyone pretended, making the atmosphere in this area strangely tense.

"Huh? What's going on? Look at that unit!"

"Are they cowardly, trying to flee the battlefield?"

"That can't be right! If they were fleeing, wouldn't they move away from the Stone Bridge? Aren't they heading toward it?!"

Just then, a startled exclamation shattered the strange tension among the high nobles.

For on the opposite side, a distinct unit of lesser nobles had appeared.

All other lesser noble units, after crossing the river, marched straight ahead into the battlefield.

This was the rule—to prevent any unit from cowardly veering toward less crowded areas.

But this unit on the opposite side was moving laterally, violating the rule.

Under normal circumstances, the Supreme Commander would have erupted in rage, demanding to know whose unit this disobedient force belonged to.

But the problem was, this unit was not moving away from the battlefield—it was advancing toward the heart of the battlefield.

That is, toward the Stone Bridge, where the fighting was fiercest.

So to claim they were cowardly was utterly absurd.

In fact, the area around the Stone Bridge was precisely where the Wild Wolf Knights operated—making it the most dangerous zone.

Hence, the high nobles were stunned.

This lesser noble unit's actions were not cowardly at all—they were recklessly bold, almost suicidal.

"This… this… Gervas, isn't your unit lost?"

At this moment, several people were even more agitated than the high nobles—namely Mil, Eyn, and others.

For the bold unit marching straight into the 'storm's' center was their own.

Originally, everyone had ordered their subordinates to stick close to Gervas's unit, hoping to ride on his coattails.

But somehow, Knight-Leader Lei Meng had led his soldiers toward the Wild Wolf Knights' position.

If the Wild Wolf Knights noticed them, would their men even survive?

The Wild Wolf Knights' combat power was far beyond what their subordinates could possibly resist.

"Not lost! They're heading straight for the Stone Bridge!" Gervas's reply reached their ears.

"This… this… but Gervas, there are Wild Wolf Knights there!"

The men nearly burst into tears.

Those were their entire fortunes!

"Correct. I intend to deal with those Wild Wolf Knights. Aren't you all seeking glory? Defeat the Wild Wolf Knights, and the glory will be immense!" Gervas smiled faintly.

Upon hearing this, Mil and the others felt their world collapse.

We know the glory would be great.

But this is too great.

Won't they choke on it?

"Gentlemen, don't you trust me, Gervas? Would I joke with my own men?"

Seeing the men's desperate expressions, Gervas snapped irritably.

Hearing this, Mil and the others, though still worried, finally realized.

Indeed, compared to Gervas's men, their own peasant soldiers were worthless.

So if Gervas wasn't afraid, why should they be?

Thus, the nobles fell silent, fixing their eyes on the opposite battlefield, muttering prayers to the God of Glory.

…

At that moment, Lei Meng arrived near the Stone Bridge with the Storm Legion and Mil's subordinates, just over one hundred and fifty meters from the Wild Wolf Knights.

Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, Lei Meng began deploying his troops.

One hundred spearmen took the front line; swordsmen and Mil's personal guards stood behind them.

Since their position hugged the riverbank, they had no need to worry about flanking attacks from the Wild Wolf Knights.

The muddy, swampy shores on both sides were impassable for cavalry.

Once the formation was confirmed, Lei Meng and his men performed an action that left the high nobles gaping.

Lei Meng led Mi Gen to the very front of the spear formation, then gazed at the Wild Wolf Knights, a hundred meters away, locked in combat.

"Hey! Green-skinned freaks! Look over here! Yes, I'm talking to you—those green-skinned freaks riding ugly beasts! Tell me, why do you have two arms and one head like us, yet look so hideous? That green skin of yours? Like a lizard's—it makes me sick to look at."

"And look at your fangs—jutting out of your mouths! Do you hang chunks of meat on them when you eat?"

"If you do, I envy you—when you can't finish it, you can just hang it on your fangs to dry!"

I have to say, no one mocks the enemy on the battlefield quite like Migen, which is precisely why he was paired with Raymond to cross the river to the other side.

Facing his top-tier mockery, the Wild Wolf Knights erupted in fury.

The knights had already noticed this peculiar human unit.

After all, they were the only two-legged sheep daring to approach them!

Originally, they planned to finish off the nearby peasants before turning on this unit.

But these two-legged sheep couldn't wait to die—they mocked the mighty Tribal Wolf Knights.

Instantly, the Wild Wolf Knights' rage boiled over.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

"Hah! Look, look! How fast you got angry! I'm just stating facts! If you're truly offended, come bite me! I'm right here waiting—anyone who doesn't come is a bastard!"

Facing the Wild Wolf Knights' roars, Mi Gen still wore his insolent grin.

Now, they'd truly stirred the hornet's nest.

All the Wild Wolf Knights abandoned the nearby peasant soldiers and turned their full attention toward Mi Gen's unit.

"Roar! Tribal Wolf Knights, follow me! First, kill those damned two-legged sheep—make them regret daring to insult our Wolf Knights!"