Chapter 413: Bokacheng Gate Opens!

"Of course, this is just a guess—I think there's a decent chance. If you believe it, then get ready!"

Mil and the others naturally believed, even though it was hard to accept, and they still made full preparations.

First, they prepared the only knights and elite guards.

So they could react instantly if any sudden change occurred.

On Gervas's side, he also had the spearmen and ballistae ready for action.

Soon, all soldiers were prepared, waiting only for the right wind.

……

While Gervas and his group waited, a patrol unit of cavalry emerged from a tunnel beneath a forest to the left of the main camp.

"How did it go?" the Grand Commander asked, his face filled with anticipation.

"Grand Commander, no problems—the stone exit inside the city remains intact; the orcs haven't discovered the tunnel!"

"Excellent! Then let's begin the operation!" the Grand Commander excitedly gave the order.

"Move out!"

Immediately, the twenty-thousand-strong alliance of noble forces, long assembled and waiting, began advancing into the tunnel.

The tunnel was very spacious—two meters wide and two meters high—allowing soldiers to walk upright without crouching.

This was possible only in the north, where rainfall was scarce; in the south, maintaining such a tunnel without collapse over time would have been extremely difficult!

More than ten minutes later, in several small courtyards in Bokacheng's southern district, the floorboards or wooden tables beneath beds suddenly shifted.

With a few crashes, stones shattered, and large holes instantly appeared inside the rooms.

Immediately, fully armed elite soldiers surged out of these holes.

As more soldiers emerged, they began creeping toward the outside of the buildings.

Yet Bokacheng was enormous to the orcs, especially since most of their forces were stationed on the city walls.

Thus, the orcs inside the city had no awareness of what was happening in the southern quarter.

"Commander Lyen!"

At that moment, Lyen also climbed out of the tunnel.

"Move out—follow the plan. You come with me toward the city gate. Remember: open the gate as fast as possible and let the main army in!"

"Yes, Commander Lyen!"

Then Lyen led eight thousand elite troops toward the main street.

The remaining forces were dispatched across the city to create chaos and tie down the orc army.

"Who are you?" No sooner had Lyen and his men reached the main street than a thirty-man patrol unit spotted them.

"Master, we're allies—we're the servant army!" Lyen remained calm, replying to the lead minotaur.

Upon hearing this, the minotaur immediately lowered his guard, for indeed, only orc warriors and servant troops were inside the city.

As for the two-legged sheep outside—unless they could fly, they had no chance of… wait.

"No—why do you all have leather armor? Where did servant troops get such fine equipment?"

As Lyen and his men drew closer, the minotaur, who had just relaxed, grew alert again.

Because the armor worn by Lyen and the noble forces was far too conspicuous.

Lyen silently cursed—the minotaur wasn't stupid. Since his identity was exposed, he wasted no time: "Charge through and kill them all!"

"Kill!"

The next instant, cries of battle erupted as the human army surged forward like a flood, overwhelming the mere thirty-orc patrol.

"Kill!"

Soon after, shouts of battle erupted not just on the main street, but across other districts as well.

They had heard the commotion and no longer hid themselves—after all, their role was to distract and divert.

Then, those units began setting fires at random locations throughout the city, creating further chaos.

In an instant, flames lit up the sky, and cries of battle filled the air in waves.

"What's going on?"

"Grand Leader Moral, disaster! It's the two-legged sheep—they've sneaked into the city somehow!"

"How is this possible? How many are there?" Moral exclaimed in shock.

"Grand Leader Moral, we can't confirm yet—they're everywhere!"

"Damn it! Immediately dispatch forces to hunt down these humans inside the city!"

"Yes, Grand Leader Moral!"

……

As chaos erupted inside the city, the forces outside immediately sensed the disturbance.

The lesser nobles, unaware of the plan, were utterly bewildered.

"What's happening? Why is there firelight and shouting inside the city?"

"Yes! Could there be our people inside? But the orcs' defenses are like a iron wall—none of us could possibly have broken in!"

"Then who is it? Could it be the forces on the other two sides?"

"Who cares who it is? As long as someone's broken in, it's good for us—we just wait!"

"Exactly! Whoever it is, it benefits us!"

The lesser nobles were clearly calculating their own interests very carefully.

Whoever it was, as long as they helped seize the city sooner, it was fine.

Of course, they had no intention of actively cooperating with those inside—they remained exactly as they were.

"There really was a major move—Gervas, you were right!"

"That's right! Gervas, the people inside the city must be ours, right? Could it be those noble house legions?"

Mil was even more astonished than the other minor nobles.

Because Gervas had predicted this before, though back then everyone had been skeptical.

But now, the truth stood before their eyes, and all were extraordinarily delighted.

"Gervas, what should we do now?"

"Wait a little longer!"

At this moment, Gervas was even more composed.

Just then, noise came from the main camp.

"Look over there—it's the noble house legions! They've moved out!"

Soon after, a main force of twenty thousand troops emerged from the camp and headed toward the gates of Bokacheng.

"Let's go to the city gate too."

Seeing this, Gervas no longer delayed—if the main force had moved out, it meant the operation inside had largely succeeded.

And they headed straight for the main city gate.

This meant the troops inside would open the gate from within.

This was far safer and quicker than scaling the walls.

Quickly, Gervas arrived at the vicinity of the city gate with his subordinates first.

Yet he did not take the central road directly at the gate, but moved slightly to the side.

"Gervas, shouldn't we move closer to the center? That way we can charge into the city first!" Mil and others were anxious.

"No, moving forward won't give us any advantage—it'll only bring danger!" Gervas shook his head in refusal.

"Danger?" Mil and the others were startled.

At that moment, the noble house legions arrived one after another and completely occupied the central area of the gate.

The guards of these noble house legions stared in surprise at Gervas and his group.

Because Gervas and his men carried no banners, the guards could not identify their identity—they only knew they were a minor noble contingent.

When did minor noble contingents get to join our 'high-level game'?

Fortunately, their position was slightly to the side and didn't obstruct anyone, so the legion guards said nothing.

"Kill!"

At that moment, the cries of battle inside the city suddenly grew fiercer and closer.

Creak—creak!

The next instant, a grating, teeth-chilling sound of wooden gates being pulled came from the gate.

Slowly, the gates of Bokacheng began to open.