Chapter 434: Who Is Calculating Whom!

"Bloodthirsty Bat Knights, take off!"

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Amidst the flapping of wings, five Bloodthirsty Bat Knights rose from the ground.

Hanging beneath them were vines, each vine carrying three Beast Tribe warriors!

Upon reaching an altitude of over a hundred meters, the Bloodthirsty Bats hesitated not, heading straight for the Baron Kaler's castle ahead.

Arriving over the Baron Kaler's castle, the Bloodthirsty Bat Knights selected the weakly defended rear garden and immediately began their descent.

In an instant, fifteen Orc warriors had successfully entered the Baron Kaler's castle.

The Bloodthirsty Bat Knights were not idle either; carrying the vines, they quickly withdrew, preparing to transport more Orc warriors into the castle.

After all, a mere fifteen Orc warriors could not yet influence the battle's outcome.

Watching the Bloodthirsty Bat Knights return, the Orc leader and captains wore expressions of gratified smiles.

"Haha, Great Leader Molar, that damned human noble probably never dreamed we could so easily deliver our warriors into the castle!"

"Haha, once their internal chaos is complete, it will be the time for these spear soldiers to be slaughtered!"

Hearing his subordinates' proud words, Great Leader Molar smiled slightly. "These humans, forcing me to deploy the Bloodthirsty Bat Knights to assist, must be considered somewhat capable!"

"Otherwise, with just these few hundred, how could they qualify to even see the Bloodthirsty Bat Knights?"

"Great Leader Molar speaks truly. The Bloodthirsty Bat Knights are the aerial guard of His Majesty the Beast King; for such a minor human noble to see them is already their honor!"

"Very well, do not delay. The battle is not yet over; let us first focus on dealing with this minor noble! Motaka, Bachar, lead three hundred Orc warriors to begin scaling the castle cliffs!"

"A frontal breakthrough of the gentle slope will likely take some time, so I need your subordinates to draw the attention of the humans on the surrounding walls, relieving the pressure on the Orc warriors in the rear garden!"

"Yes, Great Leader Molar!"

Immediately, another three hundred surged forth from the Orc army.

Following Molar's orders, they attacked by climbing the cliff face with bare hands.

As a race that has long relied on hunting for survival on the wasteland, climbing is also the Orcs' forte.

Although entering the castle purely by climbing is not cost-effective.

But since the goal now is merely to draw the garrison's attention, it is naturally no problem.

"My lord, look!"

The soldiers inside the castle also immediately detected the Orcs' new movements and reported them to Gervas.

"Do they wish to exhaust us by relying on numerical superiority?"

Gervas understood instantly what trick the Orcs were playing.

They sought to attack from multiple directions, forcing him to neglect one front to defend another.

Of course, all of this was still within his expectations.

"My lord, what shall we do now?" Knight Mi Gen and the other knights looked at Gervas.

The Orcs in the rear garden continued to arrive in a steady stream, while those at the base of the cliff had begun to climb!

Although the Orcs climbing the cliff moved slowly, they could not withstand a pincer attack from inside and outside.

The Orcs they encountered this time were far more troublesome than before.

"Wait a little longer! Those leaders outside the city are determined to exhaust us using their vassal armies and are reluctant to deploy the true Orcs!"

"Now that they are finally willing to deploy the Orcs, the more they draw out, the better!"

While the Orcs were calculating against him, Gervas was calculating against them just as much.

As for the vassal armies, Gervas did not even look down on them; he simply disregarded them.

The true challenge tonight was the three thousand Orcs, the very ones Gervas intended to devour.

Thus, under Gervas' deliberate indulgence, the situation within the castle unfolded exactly as Molar had hoped, with more and more Orcs being delivered into the castle by the Bloodthirsty Bat Knights.

For this reason, many defenders on the walls were forced to withdraw, leaving the castle's defenses in a precarious state.

"Excellent!"

The situation inside the castle was relayed to Molar by the Bloodthirsty Bat Knights.

Upon hearing this, Molar's eyes naturally sparkled with excitement.

"Great Leader, since the humans are nearly unable to hold out, should we not order all the Orc warriors to attack?" His subordinates nearby were also somewhat impatient.

"No, wait a little longer. The situation is improving, but it is not enough yet. We are not in a rush for ten-plus minutes; if we sacrifice additional casualties among the Beast Tribe warriors for such a short time, it would be very unprofitable!"

"Therefore, the best moment is when the humans can no longer hold their ground internally, when these spear soldiers begin to panic on their own; that will be our true moment to strike!"

Molar held back.

Besides cherishing the lives of his clan members, he was also sufficiently cautious.

The current situation had not yet reached the point where the humans could be utterly crushed in one blow, so he was still waiting for the right moment.

And that moment was soon found by him.

About ten-plus minutes later, with the transport of the Bloodthirsty Bat Knights, the number of Orc warriors inside the castle grew significantly, reaching around four hundred.

In addition, the Orc warriors climbing the cliffs had all reached the summit.

Taking advantage of the void in human defenses, they vaulted over the walls and began fighting the human soldiers atop the ramparts.

"Spear soldiers, begin to retreat!"

Just then, a shout suddenly rang out from within the castle.

Hearing this shout, the previously stable formation of spear soldiers immediately began a slow retreat.

"Great Leader Molar, they are retreating! The human spear soldiers are retreating! Haha, are they unable to hold out?"

"Certainly! These human spear soldiers were so arrogant just now, actively marching out the city gates to fight; now they suddenly return, which can only mean their internal lines can no longer hold, and they need to recall these spear soldiers for help!"

The change in the spear soldiers was detected by the Orcs immediately.

Several Orc leaders instantly judged that the humans were nearly unable to hold out.

Morar actually held the same view.

For there were already around four hundred Orc warriors inside the castle, and over a hundred more on the walls.

Combined, even if every human inside the castle could fight an Orc warrior one-on-one, they would soon reach a point where no one was left to deploy.

Therefore, the only reason for ordering the spearmen to withdraw now was to have them reinforce the interior.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

Just then, a cloud of blood mist appeared again on the gentle slope.

It was because the spearmen, having retreated into the castle gate tunnel, were being relentlessly pursued by the vassal army.

The humans rolled out five ballista crossbows to inflict casualties on the vassal army.

Awed by the killing power of the ballista crossbows, the vassal army, which had been charging forward, finally halted and stood their ground.

Seizing this opportunity, the human defenders quickly tried to close the main gate.

Seeing this, Morar grew greatly alarmed. "Quick! Do not retreat! Do not let the humans close the main gate!"

After roaring, Morar immediately turned his gaze to several chiefs and captains beside him.

"Quick! Order the Orc warriors to launch a full-scale assault! Under no circumstances must the castle gate be allowed to close! This is our perfect chance to seize Castle Kalle in one stroke!"

"Yes, Great Chief Morar!"