Chapter 460: The Feeling of Weeping from Joy!

"Roar! Two-legged sheep! You can't escape!"

When both sides arrived above Gervas and the others, the mocking voice of the Bloodthirsty Bat Knight faintly drifted down.

Eveland and her companions, seemingly out of fear, immediately lowered their altitude and swept diagonally toward the ground.

The Bloodthirsty Bat Knight above saw this and showed disdain, then likewise made a diving motion.

The next instant, the altitude gap between the two sides grew wider and wider, dropping to only thirty or forty meters from the ridge where Gervas and his group were.

"Hmm? What's going on?"

At such a low altitude, the beastman riding atop the Bloodthirsty Bat finally noticed the presence of Gervas and the others.

Seeing this, Gervas simply stopped hiding, stood up directly, and waved at the Bloodthirsty Bat Knight above.

"Damn it! How can there be so many two-legged sheep…" The Bloodthirsty Bat Knight finally sensed something was wrong and was just about to pull up.

Unfortunately, the three cannons had long been lying in wait.

Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!

Behind the earthen slope, sparks flew, like brilliant fireworks blooming in the night.

Puff puff puff!

Awooo awooo awooo!

Piercing wails rang out in the air; two Bloodthirsty Bats were grievously wounded and began plummeting toward the ground.

Thud thud!

Two muffled crashes came, and the two Bloodthirsty Bats rolled a good ten-plus meters before finally stopping on the ground.

Then, before the two Bloodthirsty Bat Knights could rise from their daze, Lei Meng and the others had already swarmed in and hacked them to death under a flurry of blades.

"Damn it, there's an ambush!"

The fate of the two Bloodthirsty Bat Knights did serve as a warning to the three comrades behind.

Seeing this, those three Bloodthirsty Bat Knights, terrified, immediately stopped their pursuit and tried to turn back and flee.

"Aerial Knights, attack!" However, Mik's squad and Eveland's squad had long been lying in wait.

The next instant, they suddenly shot out from the ambush grass on both flanks, sweeping toward the three Bloodthirsty Bat Knights.

Soon, the three Bloodthirsty Bat Knights were entangled by the Griffin Squad and the Demon Swift Eagle Squad, making their final death throes.

"Storm Legion, advance!"

Gervas didn't delay either; with the enemy's aerial squad basically taken care of, he immediately deployed the ground troops.

Immediately, the five-hundred-strong army swiftly advanced toward the beastman camp.

……

Inside the royal tent palace.

Prada, as vice commander of the Wild Wolf Knight Order, had been entrusted with an important mission by the Beast King Your Majesty, responsible for commanding the security of the royal tent palace.

Tonight, he had been in a state of high tension the whole time.

The reason was simple: the Beast King Your Majesty's most beloved Wang Fei, Wang Fei Sukama, was finally going into labor tonight.

Any high-ranking beastman knew perfectly well what Wang Fei Sukama meant to the Beast King.

Moreover, to prevent Wang Fei Sukama's emotions from affecting the delivery, the Beast King Your Majesty had broken with his usual practice of bringing at least four or five Wang Feis along at all times in previous years.

This time he had brought only Wang Fei Sukama.

From this, one could see the place Wang Fei Sukama and the yet-to-be-born prince or Princess held in the Beast King Your Majesty's heart.

Of course, besides being the Beast King's most beloved consort, this Wang Fei Sukama was also Prada's own elder sister.

Ding ding ding!

Just as Prada listened to the sounds of agony continuously emanating from within the royal tent, feeling anxious, the sound of an alarm bell suddenly reached his ears.

"What's going on?"

Prada's expression changed drastically.

This was the critical moment of Wang Fei Sukama's delivery; the appearance of this alarm bell would absolutely affect Wang Fei Sukama's labor.

"Report! Vice Commander Prada, urgent military intelligence: on the west side of our royal tent palace, a human force has appeared, and they are approaching our royal tent palace!"

"A human force? Which vassal army? Immediately send the Bloodthirsty Bat Knights to confirm. Also, dispatch three hundred beastman warriors to take down all those vassal soldiers, and execute them all afterward!"

Prada's face darkened. At such a critical moment, these lowly servants actually dared to assault the royal tent palace — they truly deserved death.

No, even dying ten thousand times wouldn't be enough!

However, the subordinate who had received the order did not leave, but continued: "Vice Commander Prada, it's very likely not a vassal army, because just now, human aerial cavalry also appeared in the sky!"

"What? The enemy also has aerial cavalry?" Prada's expression shifted, and he finally became cautious!

Whether aerial knights or aerial cavalry, those were the forces of great human nobles!

Therefore, the appearance of a great human noble's force on this Golden Pasture must be cautious.

Glancing at the interior of the royal tent palace, although Prada did not want to leave, this sudden situation could not allow him to delay.

Soon, Prada arrived at the outer wooden wall.

By then, that human force had already closed to within three or four hundred meters of the camp.

"Two hundred cavalry? Damn it, it really is a great human noble's force. But how did these humans get to the Golden Pasture?" Prada felt as if he were dreaming.

After all, since the start of this campaign, all intelligence had indicated that their beastman army had the humans retreating in defeat after defeat.

These past two days, the Beast King Your Majesty had even encircled the main human army in a city called Winterfell, and in no more than a week, that human force could be directly crushed.

"Vice Commander Prada, what should we do now?"

"Wait! Wait for those humans to come over!"

If not for his duty and Wang Fei Sukama, Prada would probably have chosen to sortie directly.

But now, he could only restrain that impulse.

Very soon, that human force stopped about a hundred and fifty meters outside the camp.

"Beastfolk! Who's the leader here among you?"

"That would be me! Humans, how did you end up here?" Prada responded immediately.

"That's none of your concern! Beastfolk, listen well — beside me stands Viscount Gervas Gale, from the southern border of the Griffin Kingdom!"

"As the Lord of the Storm, the Bane of Orcs, the very embodiment of righteousness and valor, and the knight favored by the God of Glory — I now grant you one final chance on behalf of my lord!"

"That is — lay down your arms at once, open the gates of your camp, and surrender to us obediently. Otherwise, our Storm Legion will crush you!"

"A viscount? Telling us to surrender? Or else you'll tear us apart?"

Surprised as he was by the appearance of this human force, upon hearing the other's call to surrender, Prada nearly thought he'd misheard.

"That's right! Orc, what do you say — cherish this chance! Otherwise, you're as good as dead!" Knight Mi Gen nodded, confirming it.

"Hahahaha!" Prada laughed.

The surrounding beastfolk laughed as well, doubling over with mirth.

In an instant, the entire camp of the royal tent palace was laughing.

After a full half-minute or more of laughter, Prada finally barely managed to contain his amusement, revealing a bloodthirsty, savage grin. "Two-legged sheep, your appearance truly caught me off guard!"

"But that is no reason for you to spout nonsense in front of our beastfolk warriors. So, you weak two-legged sheep — I, Prada, have decided that even if it means breaking the rules this time, I will tear you apart!"

Having spoken, Prada turned to the subordinate beside him and said: "Send out half the Wolf Riders. Tell them — if the enemy has no reinforcements, then don't hold back at all, tear them apart. If there are still reinforcements on the enemy's outer perimeter, we'll issue an immediate warning, and at that time have them return to camp at once."

"Yes, Vice Commander Prada!"

"Oh, and I want that nobleman's head as well — make sure to bring it back!"

Prada pointed at Gervas behind Knight Mi Gen.

Good heavens! Gervas could only exclaim, good heavens!

Although, due to the distance, he couldn't hear what Prada was saying.

But from his movements, Gervas could already deduce it.

So — after all those times he'd used the lure-the-snake-out-of-its-hole tactic, had it finally succeeded?

Gervas felt as though he could weep with joy.