Chapter 466

“So fast?”

The newcomer was naturally Akali.

Akali had not yet removed her nightclothes.

Since stealth operations required them, the nightclothes were tight-fitting, accentuating Akali’s exquisite figure all the more.

Of course, this was not the time to think of such things.

Gervas’s focus was on Akali’s operational efficiency.

From departure to now, less than twenty minutes had passed.

Excluding the time to change clothes, Akali had likely spent only a dozen minutes on the mission.

She had already successfully infiltrated the heavily guarded inner camp, found the secret passage according to instructions, and returned.

“Lord Gervas, the rear garden’s defenses aren’t tight, and with your guidance, a dozen minutes was more than enough!” Akali met Gervas’s gaze without hesitation, her beautiful eyes showing no pride—only an air of utter certainty.

“Excellent, Akali. You’ve done great work today, but I still need you to lead the soldiers through the tunnel into the camp. Any problem?”

“No problem!”

Gervas wasted no time, ordering Lei Meng and the other knights to prepare the swordsmen for infiltration.

Of course, to prevent the orcs from noticing anything amiss, the battle at the front must continue.

Thus, the Storm Legion secretly split into two groups.

Above, Prada remained utterly oblivious to the fate approaching, instead noticing the reduced rate of cannon fire and concluding the Storm Legion’s assault was weakening.

“Ha! Humans, what’s wrong? Run out of magic?”

Though the magic leakage from the cannons was faint, Prada ultimately classified the cannons as magical devices.

After all, they had no concept of physics or energy.

The word “magic” best explained any unusual phenomenon.

And since it was magic, it must eventually be exhausted.

So he believed he was right—the humans’ black iron magic devices were about to run out of power and fall silent.

Gervas naturally offered no explanation.

The powdered scales of the blue-scaled sea beast were indeed nearly depleted, but he had merely lowered the firing rate to conserve ammunition for the coming battle.

“Prada, my weapons are nearly out of magic! But don’t get cocky—even without magic, we can withdraw at will. You can’t stop us!” Gervas mocked Prada.

“Hmph, humans, we won’t chase you, but I guarantee you won’t escape—once you leave, we’ll immediately guide our main army to pursue you!”

“No one who dares offend the King’s Tent Palace walks away alive! Surrender, and you’re dead!” Prada’s face twisted with fury.

This human band had shamed him—he would make them pay dearly for it.

Gervas smiled. This orc leader was easily fooled.

He gave him a hint, and the fool turned it into a full-blown dye shop.

If so, Gervas decided to give Prada even more color.

“Prada, how about a deal? I’ll withdraw my men now, and you promise not to inform your main army for two days. Agreed?”

“Otherwise, fleeing is suicide. We might as well launch a full assault here and fight you to the death. I doubt you’d want to see that, do you?”

Prada grew increasingly delighted, a sneer creeping onto his lips. “Humans, now you’re afraid? Too late! We’ll never let you go!”

“Full assault? Death duel? Without your magic iron tubes, what are you? If you dare charge, our orc warriors’ axes will crush your two-legged sheep skulls!”

Damn! Gervas silently exclaimed.

At that moment, shouts of battle erupted from behind the inner camp.

Prada, who had been smug moments before, froze. “What’s going on?”

“Lord Prada, it’s bad! The rear garden… the rear garden is swarming with hundreds of human soldiers!”

“Impossible! These damned humans are all right here at the front—how could they be in the rear garden? And how did they even get in?” Prada’s face filled with disbelief; had he not known his subordinates dared not lie, he’d have thought they were joking.

He then turned to Gervas, clearly seeking an answer.

Gervas was remarkably understanding.

“My apologies, Lord Prada. You’re disappointed, but yes—those are my men.”

“Otherwise, why do you think I’ve been chatting with you this long? Just to distract you!”

Puff!

“You—” Prada clutched his chest, swaying violently, barely holding back a mouthful of blood.

His subordinates rushed to support him.

Prada shoved them away, teeth gritted. “Damned humans, you won’t get away with this so easily!”

He roared at his men: “Support the rear garden! Move quickly—every one of you!”

“Yes, Lord Prada!”

The orcs sprang into action, leaving only a small contingent to guard the front.

Prada glared at Gervas, teeth clenched. “Cowardly human, your scheme won’t work. Our orc warriors are fierce and skilled. Without your magic tubes, even if you breach the camp, you won’t win!”

“Is that so? Who said my cannons have lost their magic?”

Prada froze, a flicker of dread crossing his eyes.

“Damned human, even if you still have magic, you can’t get it into the camp—it’s useless!”

Whoosh! Whoosh!

“My lord, the griffin squad and the magic swift-eagle squad have completed their mission. All five bloodbat riders have been eliminated. Here are their claws and heads!”

Damn! Gervas silently exclaimed.

Prada was practically speaking reality into being.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the griffin squad descended from the sky.

Mick landed and laid five orc heads and five pairs of bloodbat claws before Gervas.

“Bloodbat riders! Damn it!” Gervas remained calm, but Prada trembled uncontrollably.

The five pairs of claws and heads were unmistakably real—meaning five bloodbat riders had truly been killed.

“Well done!”

Gervas smiled.

A brilliant smile.

“Lord Prada, didn’t you just say my cannons couldn’t be brought into the camp?”

“Well, how lucky—my griffin riders and magic swift-eagle squad have arrived! Let me show you how they enter the inner camp!”

Gervas immediately ordered his men to hoist the cannons.

Though heavy, two magic swift-eagles could easily carry one cannon.

Gunners and ammunition could be lifted by them too.

In less than five minutes, three cannons and their crews were hoisted into the air by magic swift-eagles, soaring over the inner camp’s walls, heading straight for the rear garden.