Chapter 445: A Bountiful Victory Banquet!

"Eh? It can actually block the light orbs? Then let you taste a few more!"

Seeing this, Mick would certainly not hold back; he swung the iron hammer in his hand again and immediately began to finish the job.

Shortly after, several more arcs of light orbs smashed down toward the orc leader who was frozen in place.

The orc leader's mind was clear, but his body was numbed by the electricity, rendering him unable to move.

He watched helplessly as the subsequent arcs of light orbs came crashing down, and deep despair and fear finally rose in his eyes.

Unfortunately, he no longer had a chance!

Boom!

The orc leader was blasted two meters away and then collapsed onto the ground.

Boom!

The orc leader's body was blasted half a meter into the air, then fell back to the ground.

Boom!

The orc leader's body was blasted half a meter into the air again, then fell back to the ground!

"Is this about enough now?"

At this moment, Mick finally stopped.

"Mick, it's not just 'about enough'; if you keep blasting him, he'll be cooked! We aren't beasts; we won't eat these stinky green-skin guys!"

At this time, Knight Mi Gen had already fought his way onto the city wall and happened to witness the orc leader being tortured by Mick; he couldn't help but voice his complaint.

"This... Knight Mi Gen, I was just thinking of eliminating him as quickly as possible to avoid causing trouble for our attack later! Alright, no more talking; I'll go continue the fight first!"

Having spoken, without waiting for Knight Mi Gen's reply, Mick rode the griffin toward other areas.

And at that moment, the orc leader still retained a faint trace of breath.

Seeing that Mick had finally left, a tear of excitement rolled down the corner of his eye. "These cruel humans... have finally left!"

"Eh? You're actually crying? Are you afraid of the pain? Don't worry, I, Knight Mi Gen, am very kind; I'll send you to see your Behemoth God right now!"

Pfft!

Knight Mi Gen's long sword pierced the orc leader's heart.

The orc leader, deceased!

And with the death of the orc leader, it also signaled that there was no longer any suspense in this battle.

Especially with the help of the Griffin Knights, these orcs and the servant army were dealt with; it was simply too easy.

"Haha, we won! We have taken this fortress!"

"Yes! Haha, this was too easy! How much time did we spend this time? Just one hour? If this gets out, it would probably make everyone in the Kingdom's main army drop their jaws!"

"That's right; we didn't even need a single ladder to take this fortress; I'm afraid no one would believe it if we said so!"

"Haha, our Storm Legion is simply amazing! Of course, the best of all is our my lord! My lord is mighty!"

"That's right! My lord is mighty!"

"My lord is mighty..."

Amidst the repeated cheers of "mighty," a Storm Dragon Flag rose from the highest point of the fortress tower.

Soon, the post-battle count was completed.

The entire fortress, originally with over two thousand orcs and orc servant soldiers, had over a thousand killed directly.

Of course, the reason only a thousand were killed was because Gervas had deliberately done so.

Because those who fled were all from the servant army.

For these poor and tragic wretches enslaved by the orcs, after they fled the fortress, Gervas did not pursue them further.

As for the Behemoth orcs, there were no fish that slipped through the net; six hundred heads had already been harvested.

As for casualties, one Storm soldier died in the battle, five people's weight were seriously injured, and the rest were all unharmed.

This battle was once again a great victory.

"Bury this hero of Storm Land properly; remember, choose a hidden location to avoid being seen by the orcs and having it destroyed!!"

"After the war ends, we will come back to take them home to Storm Land!"

"Yes, my lord!" the subordinates replied, moved.

"My lord, a large amount of dried meat and flour was also discovered inside this fortress; I don't know how to dispose of them?" At this moment, Lawrence asked again.

To ensure the safety of the fortress, the orcs had stockpiled a large amount of supplies inside, enough for two thousand people for two or three months.

Now, these supplies naturally benefited Gervas and the others.

"Immediately set up the cooking pots and make food; stew as much meat as possible, and let everyone eat their fill!"

"The flour is the same; make it all into bread and let everyone eat!"

"My lord, what about the rest? Should we take it with us?"

"No, burn it directly!"

"Burn... burn it?" Lawrence the Thousand-Captain and several knights heard this and immediately showed hesitation on their faces.

"We are fleeing for our lives right now; taking these supplies would make us run too slowly, so these supplies can only be burned!"

"Otherwise, if they remain here, they will only benefit the orcs!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Lawrence and the knights immediately understood that their lord was right.

Leaving these supplies behind would only benefit the orcs, allowing them to feed more orcs to raid the Kingdom.

So, burning them directly was the most correct choice.

Next, all the Storm soldiers became busy.

In the past, cooking was always helped by the several hundred peasant laborers brought along.

But time is tight now; everyone, get moving. We must cook up more food in the shortest time possible.

So, merely half an hour later, the scent of meat and roasted bread filled the air throughout the entire fortress.

"Mmm! Delicious! So this is what it feels like to eat meat in big mouthfuls; my life has been worth it!"

"Yes! This chunk of meat is bigger than my fist. I never dared to dream of it before, yet now I'm worried about how to shove it directly into my mouth!"

"Haha! You lot, only caring about eating meat, why don't you hurry and taste this bread? It's all made from fine flour, without a single wheat husk. In the past, only noble lords could eat this white bread!"

"Mmm! That's right. No matter what, we must taste the flavor of white bread..."

"Heavens, is this the texture of white bread? It's so delicious..."

Amidst cries of astonishment, the soldiers enjoyed the most luxurious meal of their lives inside the fortress.

Meat was unlimited, and the bread was definitely white bread!

Unfortunately, this wonderful experience lasted only half an hour.

Half an hour later, the great army set out once more!

And the remaining supplies that could not be carried were all moved outside the fortress, then set ablaze and burned to ash.

"What luxury! So much meat, enough for me to eat for a lifetime!"

"Let's go! Knight Mi Gen, surviving to return is what matters most!" Seeing Knight Mi Gen's reluctant expression, Lei Meng immediately urged him on.

Afterwards, the Storm Army advanced northward once again.

"Hurry up! Forty li ahead lies a fortress stronghold where our Beast Clan's two-thousand-person legion is stationed. Those humans absolutely cannot break through that fast!"

"So, if we reach the outside of the fortress before nightfall, we can successfully annihilate those humans!"

"Yes, Great Leader Morar!"

On the main road about forty li south of the fortress, Morar urged his subordinates to speed up.

With the Northern Region map, he knew clearly that a stronghold occupied by his side lay ahead.

In his view, a fortress guarded by two thousand men might not be able to stop Gervas.

But delaying their progress was certainly achievable.

One day... no, most of a day.

They only needed to be given most of a day, and they would arrive.

Then, let that place become the final resting ground for Gervas and those spear soldiers!