"According to our information, the orcs didn't bring much supplies. They will soon run out of food. Once they run out of food, it won't matter even if they double their numbers!" Karina thought for a moment and said.
"I think …"
"Sir, there's an emergency!" At this moment, a guard hurried over and said.
Suhlen stood up and walked out of the combat readiness hall. "What happened?"
"Sir, there was a messenger from the Blackstone Fortress. He said he was here on Earl Wayne's orders." The guard said respectfully.
"Earl Wayne of the Blackstone Fortress? Why did he send someone here? Don't tell me he wants me to send out troops. " Suhlen muttered to himself, then said to the guard, "Bring the messenger to the living room. I'll be there right away."
"Yes, sir!"
Suhlen went back to the combat readiness hall and gave some simple instructions. Then he walked to the living room.
"You are Earl Wayne's messenger?" Suhlen looked at the travel-worn knight in front of him and said.
"Yes, sir." After the knight saw Suhlen, he quickly said, "Sir, the Blackstone Fortress is in danger. Earl Wayne wants you to send out troops to help us defeat the orcs. This is a letter from Earl Wayne himself."
The guard next to him took the bamboo tube and checked it. Then he handed it to Suhlen. Suhlen took it and looked at it. There was a noble's badge on the wind outlet of the bamboo tube. The seal was not broken. He then opened the seal and took out a piece of parchment to read.
The content of the letter was not out of Suhlen's expectation. It was nothing more than asking Suhlen to send out troops to help them fight the orcs. At the same time, as long as Suhlen sent out troops, he would promise to help him get a title and a land after the battle. The land would not be in the Northern Wilderness, but in the hinterland of the Kingdom of Florence. At the same time, he also threatened that if Suhlen refused, he would not pass the test and would tell the orcs about what happened in Northern Town City.
Suhlen sneered in his heart. He didn't believe a single word of the promise. The note didn't say that it would help Suhlen obtain these things. It only said that it would report to the King. It didn't matter whether the King agreed or not. At that time, he could use this as an excuse to brush him off.
However, Suhlen was not interested in these promises. It was not easy for him to develop such a good situation in the Northern Wilderness. He would not return to the Kingdom of Florence to be the village chief. That's right, the village chief. According to the current level of rewards in the Kingdom of Florence, Suhlen would at most be a baron, and then a few villages would be divided into his territory.
"Take the emissary to rest first. We will consider sending troops to help the Blackstone Stronghold. We need to discuss this matter." Suhlen pondered in his heart, neither refusing nor agreeing.
"Sir, the Blackstone Stronghold really needs your help!" The emissary said eagerly when he heard Suhlen wanted to discuss.
"You go and rest first. We will give you an answer as soon as possible." Suhlen waved his hand and signaled the guards to take him away.
Seeing that Suhlen ignored him, the emissary had no choice but to leave with the guards unwillingly.
Suhlen was not too worried about this war between the humans and the orcs. He was thinking about how to get the most out of this war.
In his opinion, the best result was that both the humans and the orcs suffered heavy losses. However, this situation was very difficult to happen. According to the information he received, the orcs were now putting all their eggs in one basket.
On the other hand, the humans were not prepared. Although the Blackstone Stronghold temporarily blocked the orcs' attack, this stalemate would not last long. According to the information obtained by the harpies and the scouts, the orcs did not have much supplies at all. They had to attack the Blackstone Stronghold before they ran out of food, and the human reinforcements would take at least a month.
Suhlen knew how sturdy the Blackstone Stronghold was. He had entered the wasteland from the Blackstone Stronghold in the past. The Blackstone Stronghold was built in the Blackstone Canyon. This canyon was called the Blackstone Canyon because the rocks were black.
The walls of the Stronghold were 20 meters tall and there were cliffs on both sides. The mouth of the canyon was shaped like a trumpet. The Stronghold was built at the mouth of the trumpet. It could be said that it was easy to defend and difficult to attack. Even if Suhlen was the one to attack, it would be very difficult to take down this place without him personally.
However, he did not know why he had a strange feeling that the orcs would definitely have a way to break through the Blackstone Stronghold. Suhlen did not know why he was so sure. He did not want to see the orcs win. Once the orcs broke through the Blackstone Stronghold, the northern provinces behind the Blackstone Stronghold would be plundered.
Suhlen did not care about this. He only cared about the large amount of food the orcs would obtain. One had to know that the orcs had always been in a state of food shortage in the northern wastelands. If the orcs obtained a sufficient supply of food, they would definitely keep on fighting. When that time came, Northguard City would definitely not be spared.
Moreover, the outbreak of war would greatly affect Northguard City's trade. Almost all of the trade routes had been cut off. The migration of refugees was also forced to stop. If Northguard City wanted to rely on natural production to increase the population, it would take at least a dozen years. Suhlen did not have that much time to waste.
After sending the messenger away, Suhlen returned to the war preparation hall and ordered all the warriors to prepare for battle. He did not plan to attack the orcs directly. Instead, he planned to hide on the side and secretly reap some benefits.
The next day, Suhlen led the army out of Northguard City. He left Hathaway and Chris in the city. He also left a thousand spearmen and archers behind. He then led the rest of the army and left with the harpies.
The orc army was over three hundred kilometers away from Northguard City. It took the city's army three days to reach a forest ten kilometers away from the battlefield.
Blackstone Stronghold had become a meat grinder, a meat grinder. Both the orcs and humans were bleeding here.
The ground was covered in blood. The entire valley was filled with a nauseating stench. Some of the corpses that could not be dealt with in time had already begun to rot. The vultures in the sky circled back and forth.
After a week of continuous high-intensity battles, the human defenders of the stronghold were exhausted. However, their expressions were still stable because reinforcements had arrived. Although the reinforcements were only a group of farmers who had put their heads down, more would come.
As long as there were enough reinforcements, the human defenders believed that no matter how many orcs came, they would all retreat with their tails between their legs.
This battle had lasted for a week. Although the human defenders had suffered heavy losses, the orcs had also suffered heavy casualties. Just the corpses piled up outside the stronghold were already one or two meters tall. Standing on the walls and looking down, it looked like a slaughterhouse. However, they were not slaughtering livestock, but humans and orcs.
"General, you're injured!" A guard came to Wayne's side. He quickly took out some medicine and bandages when he saw the blood seeping out of Wayne's arm.
"It's nothing, just a small wound. You guys can go and rest." As the highest-ranking officer of Blackstone Stronghold, Wayne was very qualified. As a noble, he was obviously different from the other noble generals. He was more popular among the soldiers.
The wind in Blackstone Canyon was very strong.
A strong wind blew from the north of the canyon, and the strong stench made Wayne frown.
"The messenger didn't come back. The lord of Northguard City didn't come."
"As expected."
"Go back and rest. I'll stay here and watch. " Gavin shook his head. His body was covered in blood. There were many dents on his tough armor. It looked very tattered.
"Alright!" Wayne got up and went back to rest. As the commander, he had to make sure he was full of energy.
The night wind whistled.
Five kilometers away from Blackstone Canyon, the orcs were not resting. In the largest camp, the orc priests were feeding some strange creatures.
These creatures had a pair of fleshy wings and dark green skin. They had the head of a dragon, but they looked very ugly. Their necks were a bit short, but their bodies were very strong. Their hind legs were very powerful. If Suhlen was here, he would immediately recognize them. They were a type of Yaron called wyverns.
Wyverns were not very powerful among the flying Yaron. They were about three meters long and had a wingspan of five meters. They didn't have dragon breath, but they could spray poison. The poison of a wyvern was very deadly.
At this moment, a dozen wyverns were quietly squatting on the ground. The orcs beside them kept feeding them. Soon, all the wyverns were fed. A shaman walked over.
That old shaman grabbed a handful of powder from a shabby pocket and muttered some cryptic words. Soon, elemental energy started converging and the old shaman scattered the powder in his hand into the sky.
A red spirit light shrouded all of the wyverns. Soon, the wyverns couldn't help but roar. Their bodies were clearly stronger than before.
After seeing this effect, the old shaman sighed in relief.
"Let's start!"
With an order, a dozen Beastmen climbed onto the wyverns' backs with weapons. Each wyvern carried two Beastmen. The wyverns were flapping their wings, clearly very strenuous. At this time, the shaman once again cast a spell. Wind elements converged and buffed the wyverns.
"Flight!"
After buffed by Flight, the dozen wyverns carried thirty Beastmen and flew into the sky. There was no light in the sky, and thick black clouds covered all the starlight. The dozen wyverns merged into the darkness, and after identifying the direction, they directly flew towards the Blackstone Fort.
The wyverns were very fast. In order to prevent humans from hearing the flapping of their wings, all the wyverns flew a kilometer in the air. With the help of the bonfires on the ground, the wyverns carried the Beastmen over the Blackstone Fort.
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