[{"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-433":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},2338896,4572,"Chapter 433: The Battle of Karle Baron","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-433",433,"\u003Cp>“Ballistae, fire!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssss!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puff! Puff! Puff!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten massive crossbow bolts shot forth, like black lightning piercing through the slave army ranks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, ten crimson mists sprayed into the air; each massive bolt claimed three or four slave soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was still due to the angle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If fired horizontally, each ballista bolt could easily pierce through five or six slave soldiers given their frail bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, even at this angle, with ten machines firing, Morar clenched his fists in frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wondered what a terrifying sight it would be if the slaves were replaced by orc warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The losses would break his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Archers, fire!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssss!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the charging slave army entered the archers’ range.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puff! Puff! Puff!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though ordinary arrows inflicted little damage on orcs,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they were devastating against the slave army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After one volley, at least thirty to forty slave soldiers fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have three thousand slaves! Even with your massive crossbows, you still can’t stop their advance! When they reach the gate, it’ll be the end of you two-legged sheep!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Morar paid no mind to the slave army’s casualties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slaves are expendable—kill more, capture more, breed more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, as long as we take this Karle Manor, it’s all worth it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if foreseeing Morar’s thoughts, Gervas on the wall saw the slaves closing in, climbing the slope, and smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s time to deploy the spearmen!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, my lord!” Commander Laurent replied, sprinting down the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creak! Creak!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, noise came from the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s happening?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great Leader, the castle gate is… is opening!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How is that possible?” Morar muttered the words, yet the gate opening was undeniable before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First a narrow slit, then slowly widening fully open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are these humans trying to do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Morar’s subordinates exchanged glances—were these humans insane?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing such disadvantage, they actually opened the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the orcs soon learned why.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, shouts erupted from within the castle: “Spearmen, deploy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant, human soldiers armed with spears surged out of the castle, forming ranks on the lawn beyond the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In mere moments, they lined up on the lawn, completely blocking the six-meter-wide slope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Spearmen! Great Leader Morar, those are the humans’ spearmen!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost every orc remembered these human soldiers with their extra-long spears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it!” Even without his subordinates shouting, Morar recognized them—these were the spearmen he had long coveted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill!” The slave army wasn’t afraid of the spearmen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason was simple: these slaves had never seen the spearmen’s power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Braving the arrow rain, they were almost at the slope’s crest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the mere hundred-man spear formation ahead, the slaves thought the enemy must be mad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why hide behind the walls? Why open the gate? This was suicide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they were less than ten meters from the spearmen, the slaves roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Spear formation—raise spears!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Spear formation—thrust!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puff! Puff! Puff!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, what met these ignorant slaves was the spear formation’s brutal counter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As spears thrust forward, crimson blossoms erupted—dozens of spears struck the charging slaves with perfect accuracy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once wave-like charge of the slave army faltered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the sheer momentum still forced many front-line slaves into the rear spear tips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Spearmen—withdraw!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Spearmen—thrust!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no matter how the slaves reacted, the spearmen acted without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As seasoned veterans, they had long mastered detachment, becoming merciless killing machines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it!” Now, the orc leaders and captains could no longer ignore this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because those mere hundred spearmen, using terrain advantage, had actually halted three thousand slaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant their plan to take the castle with slave forces was doomed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great Leader, what now? The humans’ deadly spearmen are truly here—those worthless slaves won’t take this castle!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since we’ve confirmed the spearmen are inside, we must complete the Beast King’s orders, no matter what!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Send three hundred orc warriors to mix among the slaves and pressure the spearmen!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Also, assign one hundred warriors to the rear to prepare long vines.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then, with the bloodbat riders, we’ll launch a different assault on the castle!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Morar remained calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mere baron’s manor—he had a hundred ways to crush it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now that the enemy had deployed the spearmen, it didn’t deter him—it only strengthened his resolve to take the castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because these spearmen were his greatest prize—even if Willard’s intel was suspicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as he killed these spearmen, this campaign was worth it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Great Leader Morar!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, four hundred orcs moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One hundred headed toward the forest to prepare vines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other three hundred merged into the three thousand slaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though the ballistae still threatened them, their dispersion minimized casualties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once these orcs reached the slope and mixed with the slaves, they immediately pressured the spearmen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hid behind the slaves, using their strength to deflect spearheads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the spearmen quickly adjusted, this brief gap gave the slaves openings to surge forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the spearmen were well-trained, with comrades skillfully covering each other's gaps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, the formation might have broken under the orcs’ pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet because of these orcs, the spearmen’s kill rate began to drop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the spearmen were locked in a grueling struggle with both orcs and slaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this was exactly what Morar wanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed second by second—soon half an hour had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was far from Morar’s original plan: to seize Karle Manor in half an hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it didn’t matter—the victory would still belong to the orc warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great Leader Morar, the vines are ready!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. Have the warriors prepare—today we wipe out this insolent human force!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Great Leader Morar!”\u003C\u002Fp>",931,"2026-06-20T22:44:02.688Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5879be8df04690b15b92a6618558c86eb9f00d9bb73ed985c6837321f6f6f9a5","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-434","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-432",521,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-cover.jpg"]