Capítulo 1712: Chapter 109: The Battle Cart on the Verge of Losing Control
At the command of the shadowy figure, countless Orc cavalry launched an attack on the town.
The warning from the night patrol soldiers startled the domain people from their sleep.
Living on the border, arming everyone was the basic operation.
Everyone quickly climbed out of bed, grabbed their weapons, and stepped out the door.
As the lord of the domain, Baron Schemann was the first to appear on top of the Castle, skillfully commanding the defense of the troops.
It was clear that this wasn’t the first time he had encountered a similar situation.
The Kingdom and the Orcs were sworn enemies; it was impossible for there to be no conflicts on the border.
Given the power imbalance between the two sides, the Orc leaders didn’t want to start a war, but the mixed small and large tribes couldn’t be controlled by the Orc Empire’s high levels.
Every now and then, some fool would come along to stir up trouble.
Similar actions also existed on the Human side.
Every year, some Nobles, driven to madness by hatred, would lead a Private Army to retaliate. If the action succeeded, everyone was happy, and if an accident happened and they died, they just died in vain.
“Something’s wrong, Guard Commander, immediately send a signal to request help from nearby stationed troops!”
Baron Schemann instructed in horror.
Previous attacks were always by some scattered Orcs, at most just at the level of marauders.
These enemies in front of them were clearly different; they were actually wearing armor.
In the backward productivity of the Orc Empire, elites might not necessarily have armor, but troops with armor were definitely elite.
Scattered soldiers and elites were not the same concept; reason told him that if they didn’t call for help immediately, it would end here today.
In the night, a sinister Witch and a phantom figure stood facing each other.
“With such low-level means, anyone could tell something’s off. If you want to provoke a war between the Alpha Kingdom and the Orcs, I’m afraid it’s not enough?”
The Witch King asked coldly.
“Whether the means are clever is not important, and whether someone can find the problem is also not important; the key is that someone is willing to believe.
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A one-sided war is not good for us.
The situation is different now; there is no shortage of Sanctuary Powerhouses in both countries, making it much harder to collect souls.
Only if the war is intense enough and the casualties severe enough can we achieve our goals.
Moreover, military souls are of much higher quality than ordinary civilians, which will help you restore your strength.”
After listening to the phantom’s explanation, the Witch King nodded slightly.
No matter how you look at it, the Orcs were the ones taking action. For the War Faction in the Alpha Kingdom, that reason was already enough.
As for whether there was a hidden hand behind these Orcs, that was another matter.
Perhaps in the eyes of the Kingdom Aristocrats of Alpha, as long as all the Orcs were killed, it wouldn’t matter which faction in the Orc Empire did it.
“Since that’s the case, then let the Orcs below turn these Humans into barbecue for their reinforcements to see!”
After a slight pause, the Witch King said.
Determined to infuriate the Alpha people, the methods had to be as ruthless as possible.
For the twisted-minded Witch, tormenting the enemy was routine. If not for the risk of exposing his identity, he had even harsher means.
Next, we’ll split up and act, helping the followers break the castle in the dark.
Relying solely on the followers’ strength, even capturing these small castles is difficult, to enrage the high levels of Alpha Kingdom, some losses are not enough!”
With that, the phantom disappeared into the night, leaving the Witch King to plan secretly.
Originally, he thought that as a Witch, hunted by everyone, he was the most evil creature in the world, but compared to the mysterious phantom, he still fell short.
The Witch caused havoc everywhere through his own hands. In terms of destructiveness, he couldn’t compare to someone who directly incited war between two nations.
Choosing such a partner, if not extra cautious, one would end up being sold and still help count the money.
The high-efficiency actions had a direct result as pieces of bad news were sent to Hudson.
It wasn’t surprising that there were accidents in the border domain, but having them happen repeatedly was too strange.
Without any hesitation, Hudson in the command room ordered the local garrisons to root out the enemy.
The problem of Cults was not yet eradicated, and then border issues arose again; no matter how he looked at it, something was amiss.
However, in times of chaos, unusual movements were never in short supply. The continent had been in turmoil for several years, with unusual events occurring daily.
Trouble arose here today, and an accident happened there tomorrow; it was all too common.
Hudson had seen so much of it, he was too tired to be surprised.
But the subsequent events began to be unexpected. As soon as the garrisons started moving, the enemy vanished suddenly.
Aside from the Orc bodies left on the battlefield, proving it was the Orcs’ doing, all other clues were cut off.
To trap the enemy, the garrisons set ambushes on the border many times, but unfortunately, the enemy never took the bait.
If this were ten years ago, it would be a case with no head. Not knowing who the enemy was, nothing could be done.
But the situation was different now; the Kingdom Aristocrats, with their battle desire stimulated, were filled with a sense of honor.
After the news spread, the Nobles within the country were immediately stirred, and each of the young Noble Children clamored for war.
After a few years of stability, the Capital once again became a vortex of storm, with Nobles constantly flocking to the Royal Palace to request battle.