[{"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-435":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},2338898,4572,"Chapter 435: Cannons Fire!","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-435",435,"\u003Cp>Two thousand orcs moved out swiftly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, to allow the orc warriors to reach the gate quickly, all other servant troops on the gentle slope were ordered to withdraw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Make way for the orc warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the orc warriors resembled the elite army of a human noble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this critical juncture of battle, the orc warriors are the key to victory!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arriving at the gate, the orcs surged forward in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the massive gate, already half-closed, was shoved open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Roar! Charge inside!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the gate opened, the orcs did not hesitate—they swung their weapons and rushed into the passage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ballistae, fire!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plop! Plop! Plop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The five ballistae behind the gate would not let the orcs charge unimpeded—five thick arrows shot out, striking the front-line orcs directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And because the passage was narrow, each arrow this time claimed at least four orc warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In one volley, twenty orcs fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even seeing this, Moral did not so much as frown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For once they breached the gate, victory belonged to them—the sacrifice of twenty orc warriors was worth it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under this relentless, death-defying charge, the castle gate was inevitably shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Roar! Kill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the battle cries, the orcs jammed at the gate finally found their outlet and surged rapidly into the castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’ve broken in! Ha! Great Leader Moral, our orc warriors have broken in!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha! These damned two-legged sheep are finally done for—I’ll tear them apart limb by limb!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The orc leaders and captains began cheering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A smile curled at Moral’s lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A few hundred humans dare oppose our three thousand orc warriors? Even if they can match us one-on-one, what does it matter? They’ll still die at our warriors’ hands!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was no wonder Moral and the others were so triumphant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victory now belonged to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the victors, they could savor the fruits of their triumph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Moral did not know that Gervas’s lips were curled in a smile just as wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the retreat of the spearmen was his greatest bait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bait has been cast—the prey is hooked. It is time to haul in the net!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lei Meng, begin!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, my lord!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lei Meng immediately raised his horn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As knight captain, he not only understood military horns—he could play them flawlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ooooh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of the horn echoed from within the castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moral and the others froze, puzzled, listening to the horn’s cry from inside the castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What use was blowing a horn now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And they knew well—having heard human horns before—that this was the human attack signal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So what was there left to attack?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Moral and the others’ confusion did not last long, for the long-range squad inside the castle, having received the signal, finally moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More precisely, the artillery squad within the long-range unit finally activated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two windows above the back garden gate burst open, aimed squarely at the battling orcs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cannons! Ignite!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hssss!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fuses ignited, slowly sinking into the dark cannon barrels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the orcs remained oblivious; several captains even grinned, delighted by the roars coming from the front courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For those roars told them the castle gate had been breached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, victory belonged to their orc clan!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Orc warriors, the castle gate is breached! Victory is ours! Fight hard, slaughter all these two-legged…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom! Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mid-sentence, two brilliant bursts of flame erupted from the windows dozens of meters ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flames were dazzling, like divine miracles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Accompanying the fire were two thunderous roars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The roars drowned out his words—and suddenly, he felt a chill in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh… what’s this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The orc captain looked down in confusion—and his eyes widened in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a bloodied hole had appeared in his chest, inexplicably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crimson blood gushed forth in thick streams, and with it, his strength drained rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What… is this…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud! Thud! Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The orc captain collapsed, his eyes filled with confusion and disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he was not alone—many of his comrades fell with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking around, at least fifty or sixty orcs lay dead on the lawn in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“W-what is this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know! No arrows, no spears—the wounds just appeared!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“C-could it be… divine punishment?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orc combat willpower was indeed stronger than that of humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their living environment was harsher, and as tribes, they were more willing to sacrifice for their clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But such tribe-based societies also had a clear weakness—they were far more prone to worship and belief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, they were more superstitious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like the western tribes before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They, too, interpreted this inexplicable scene as divine punishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the orcs’ trembling voices, Laurens’s eyes darted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recognized this scene!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had encountered it before, during the western campaign.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shouted at once, “Ha! The God of Glory has sent divine punishment! The God of Glory aids us! Storm Warriors, strike now—slaughter these orcs!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Laurens’s cry, the swordsmen surged forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The orcs, shaken and uncertain, saw their resistance crumble by degrees—they were pushed back, pinned against the rear garden’s wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their fate, of course, was obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two cannons were now being reloaded with tense speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides the back garden, the last of Gervas’s three cannons was positioned in the front courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, it was aimed directly at the castle gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As more and more orcs poured in, nearly filling half the courtyard, Gervas knew the moment had come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cannons! Fire!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom! Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same scene unfolded in the front courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid bursts of flame, the orc ranks erupted into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plop! Plop! Plop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flowers of blood bloomed—nearly thirty orcs collapsed into pools of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“W-what is this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I saw the flash and the roar—and then… they just fell!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Flash? Roar? Could it be divine punishment?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good heavens, it must be divine punishment—in the blink of an eye, dozens of warriors are dead! What else could it be?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Run! This human can summon divine punishment!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scene in the front courtyard mirrored that of the back garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, since they have an escape route, the situation they will face will be even more brutal than the back garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These are all moving merits; since they have walked into their own trap, they cannot be allowed to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, Gervas prepared to unleash his greatest arrangement of the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, what sets them apart from the back garden is that they have an escape route.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Migen!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, my lord!\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1068,"2026-06-20T22:44:02.688Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","dccc113bffb33e091739261764015a2b611ea9a276e6cf2cd418389e8345f925","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-436","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-434",521,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-cover.jpg"]