The 18,000 soldiers of the Middle Army began to return. Marquis Angci and his deputy, Baron Pierre, were discussing the situation. After the Left Army was annihilated, the Knights' War was destined to end in failure.
"After Adred's foolish failure, we have lost this war," Marquis Angci said hatefully. He wished that Adred had died in battle.
"We have no choice. We have to go back and reinforce Youlsen Castle. There are large amounts of military resources and rations there!" Baron Pierre said anxiously, "Youlsen Castle only has 1,000 soldiers and tens of Knights. They won't be able to last long against the Orc army."
"You mean we should force our way through?" Marquis Angci thought for a while and asked for Baron Pierre's opinion.
Baron Pierre nodded and said, "We have to hurry. The army only has seven days of rations left. Without Youlsen's supplies, the soldiers will collapse."
Marquis Angci nodded in agreement. His army didn't have much rations left. Previously, they relied on Youlsen Castle for rations. Now, they had lost their rations. Without rations, even the strongest Knights wouldn't have the strength to fight.
The golden-haired, blue-eyed Marquis Angci thought for a while and shook his head. "No, no, Pierre, if we can think of this, why can't the Orcs? Do you know what tactic I have in mind? "
"The Orcs will besiege Youlsen Castle, but they won't attack. Instead, they'll let Adred and his soldiers tremble in fear in the tall Castle. Then … the Orcs will ambush us on our way back and catch us off guard!"
Marquis Angci graduated from Culona's Knight College. He was an excellent strategist. He was sensitive to the fact that they wanted to reinforce Youlsen Castle as soon as possible. The Orcs wanted to do so too.
"Send out a large number of scouts. We have to know if there's an ambush nearby!"
"Yes!" the Knights replied loudly.
Sure enough, in the next two days of marching, relying on a large number of scouts and roaming cavalry to investigate at all costs, the scouts discovered many ambushes. Only then was the central army able to advance carefully. Under the command of Marquis Angci, the army steadily embarked on the return journey.
The Beast King "Bloody Horn" Malas immediately realized that the humans were already prepared for the ambush, so he changed his strategy and began to attack Jursen Castle with all his might.
The Orc gangs attacked Yoursen Castle under the command of the Orc King. The inferior Horned Beasts cut down the forest and made crude ladders. The Cyclops grabbed rocks and threw them to suppress the Serf Archers on the castle tower.
Count Adred anxiously hid in the tower. Every time he heard a scream or the sound of something hitting something hard, he would collapse. In just one day, the castle had lost more than a dozen knights and more than 200 serf soldiers.
Fortunately, the main gate of the Castle was sturdy, and the Orcs lacked powerful siege weapons. After a day of attack, the Orcs retreated after the sacrifices of the Knights and soldiers.
At night, the Humans needed to rest, but the Orcs didn't. The anxious Count Adred grabbed the Mana Communication Device and said, "My Marquis, my Marquis, it's the third night. Where are the reinforcements?"
"The Orcs have set up a large number of ambushes along the way! We have to advance carefully. Adred, the Orcs shouldn't attack you with all their might. "Marquis Angci's puzzled voice was heard from the Mana Communication Device.
"No! The Orcs are attacking Yoursen with all their might. They're attacking Yoursen with all their might! " Adred shouted frantically into the Mana Communication Device, "Listen, my Marquis. That's the sound of my soldiers and I resisting!"
Outside the tower, the Orcs roared and the sound of boulders hitting the stone walls could be heard. After a short rest, the Orcs were about to launch another round of attack.
"What? Hello? Adred? Can you hear me? Hold on, hold on! We'll be there in at most one day! "Marquis Angci immediately realized that the situation on the battlefield had changed.
The Orcs had given up on ambushing them along the way. Instead, they were attacking the Castle.
He immediately ordered the Middle Army to break camp and rush back to Yoursen Castle.
"Should we inform the Right Army to send reinforcements?" a Knight asked.
"No need, we can do it ourselves." Marquis Angci was confident in annihilating the Orc army. He didn't want the Holy Grail Knight and the third son of the Red Dragon Duke to take the credit. It would take a few days for the Right Army to return.
Along the way, Count Adred called for reinforcements again and again. Every call was more critical than the previous one. The Orcs kept attacking Yoursen Castle, and the defending army suffered heavy casualties.
It was noon on the 13th of September. The sun was high in the sky, and the sky was clear. It was a rare good day in the forest.
The situation at Yoursen Castle was deteriorating. More than half of the defending army was dead, and only a few of them were still resisting. The rain of arrows on the castle walls was sparse, and smoke was billowing everywhere. Many of the walls were severely damaged. The Orcs had arrived at the main gate of the Castle.
Wooden Battering Hammers were hitting the Castle Gate, making loud booming sounds. At the top of the Castle Gate, the soldiers were instructing the serfs to fire arrows. The Horned Beasts holding the Battering Hammers fell to the ground, but more Horned Beasts charged forward. The Battering Hammers made of tree trunks were crude and ineffective. The Castle Gate shook violently, but there were no signs of it being broken.
The Orcs suffered heavy casualties from the continuous attacks. Corpses piled up near the Castle, and even the ravines were flattened.
A Doomsday Bull walked to the side of the Orc King, Bloody Horn Malas. He was panting heavily, and hot air came out of his nostrils as he said, "The Castle Gate … is sturdy. The wood … is fragile."
"We … can't open … the Castle Gate," the Doomsday Bull said to the Orc King.
"Trash … trash!" The Orc King shouted angrily. He knew that he had to buy time as the Knights could appear anytime. He said, "Attack … again!"
"Attack again … can't open … the Castle Gate," the Doomsday Bull said.
"… er … you're all trash." The Orc King pushed the Doomsday Bull away and smiled as he said, "It's okay … we have … Grir."
Under the command of the Orc King, a five-meter tall cyclops walked out from the Orc ranks.
"Grir! Grir! Grir! " All the Orcs shouted the name of the cyclops. A few wild Orcs placed a huge black rock in front of the cyclops. The cyclops roared a few times and lifted the huge rock. Then, he staggered towards the Castle Gate.
"Grir! Grir! Grir! "
Count Adred heard the shouts of the Orcs outside the Castle. He was sweating profusely as he hesitated. Then, he picked up the Magic Communication Device and took out a gem.
Before Marquis Anci could say anything, Count Adred said in a heart-wrenching voice, "My Marquis, the castle has reached its limit. We have also reached our limit. There are only three hundred people left in the castle."
"My Marquis, my Marquis, for the sake of the Lady and the King, help your brother! Where are our reinforcements? "
The Magic Communication Device was silent for a while. Then, Marquis Uncy's voice was heard.
"We're already heading towards Jursen Castle at full speed. Count Adred, please hold on for the last thirty minutes. Please hold on for the last thirty minutes. We'll be there soon!"
Adred put down the magic transmitter. The gem had already lost its luster. This was the last gem in the castle. It was the last chance for him to make a call.
At the Castle Gate, the cyclops Grir carried the huge black rock and staggered to the Castle Gate.
"Grir! Grir! Grir! "
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!" The cyclops raised the huge black rock and placed it on his head. Then, with the momentum, he pushed his head against the rock and fainted from the pain.
The Castle Gate collapsed in the frenzy of the Orcs.
…
An hour later, Marquis Uncy led the Knights and arrived at Jursen Castle.
In the distance, Jursen Castle was still emitting thick smoke. Countless Orc corpses were scattered around the castle walls, and filthy blood dyed the river red.
"Looks like we're not late." The knights wiped their sweat with their hands. They had been marching for a day and a night, and this army of over 18,000 men had finally arrived in front of Jursen Castle.
The worst thing was that the Knights were running out of rations. After four days of marching, the Knights were only left with three days' worth of rations.
As the Knights neared Jursen Castle, the Knights sensed a different aura.
It was quiet.
It was too quiet.
"Something's wrong. Gather the troops and prepare for battle!" Marquis Uncy sensed that something was wrong. He gestured for the Knights to stop advancing. Then, he split into several groups and rode to the front of the Knights. "Adred?"
"Adred?"
Some black figures appeared on the city gate tower, and a round ball-like object was thrown down from the city gate tower. "Your … Count … for you!"
"Ha!"
"For you … for you … return the Humans … to the Humans!" The catapults on the castle were crudely opened, and countless rubble were thrown out of the castle, flying towards the knight's army.
"Take cover!" The Knights shouted for them to take cover, but the pebbles flew very quickly. They were light, and even if they were hit, they wouldn't cause much damage.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah!" When the pebbles landed on the Knights, many of the Serfs couldn't help but wail in fear and retreat.
It was the head! So many heads!
Knights' heads! Sergeants' heads! It was the heads of the serfs! There were even the heads of the servants and women in the Castle!
"Ah, ah, ah, ah!" Many of their heads were still bleeding. Their terrified and desperate look before their deaths brought great pressure to the serfs. Some of the serfs were so scared that they turned around and wanted to escape. The entire knight army was shaken. Although the knights tried their best to suppress the fear of the serfs and boost their morale, the serfs were still shaken. They didn't believe the words of the knights.
Without the Holy Grail Knight, they were terrified.
"Despicable!" Marquis Uncy looked at Adred's head in front of him. He knew that Jursen Castle had fallen into enemy hands.
The Orcs suffered heavy losses when they attacked the Castle. Corpses were piled up around the Castle. The Marquis led the Knights to surround the remaining Orcs in the Castle.
Just like that, the situation was reversed.
The 18,000 Knights encamped around Jursen Castle. To prevent the Orcs from coming to help, the Marquis arranged for the Duchy of Connet's army to ambush the Orcs. He led the Knights to attack Jursen Castle.
"Advance! My soldiers! For the Lady and the King! For the sake of Brittany! "
"For the Lady and the King! For the sake of Brittany! "
First, the Serf Infantry charged. The Serfs were brought to the battlefield by the Knights. They shouted their slogans and formed a dense formation under the fierce gazes of the Knights. Most of the Serfs were only wearing leather armor and didn't have shields.
Arrows rained down from the top of the city walls. The inferior horned beasts shamelessly used the large number of arrows they seized. These defensive equipment had become their possession. Thousands of inferior horned beasts densely lined up on the heavily damaged city walls of the castle, causing great losses to the knights' army.
After the serfs fell to the ground, the soldiers with shields and Chainmail or Breastplate attacked. Then, it was the dismounted Knights. The Orc Orc Kings were prepared. They took out large amounts of Pikes and Axes from the Castle Armory and used their firepower to suppress the attacks of the Knights.
For the entire day, the Knights organized five waves of attacks. Though they managed to enter the Castle, they were repelled by the Orcs.
The Knights suffered heavy casualties, and the Orcs left hundreds of thousands of corpses behind.
The Castle at the top of the Castle was uneven, and there was a river flowing through it. The continuous attacks of the Knights were repelled, and the mountain of corpses obstructed the Knights' attack route. The large amount of military supplies in the Castle ensured that the Orcs had sufficient arrows. The Knights were unable to gain an advantage. Even if a small number of Knights and soldiers managed to enter the Castle, the large Minotaurs and Great Horned Beasts were able to kill them.
From noon to sunset, the final deciding factor of the battle was the Doomsday Bull and the Four-Armed Ox Demon. These terrifying large monster troops not only repelled the charge of the dismounted knights, but also killed all the serf archers who covered them. The knight's army had no choice but to retreat.
The Marquis of Anci began to have a bad feeling. First, he cursed the lowliness and cowardice of the serfs, and then he hoped for a surprise attack at night. The Marquis himself sent his best men to attack the castle in the dark.
It was a pity that the Orcs were better at night battles than the Knights. When the Knights approached the Castle, they were repelled by a large number of arrows and Javelins. Both sides fought fiercely until dawn. Then, a group of Centaurs appeared from the flanks and dealt a fatal blow to the Knights. The Knights had no choice but to retreat.
After a day of battle, the Orcs lost 2,000 Knights, while the Knights lost 200 Knights and 3,000 Serf soldiers.
The battle was in a stalemate. The Knights surrounded the remaining 7,000 Orcs in a small area near the Castle, but they were unable to exterminate them. The Orcs tried to break through the encirclement under the command of the Orc Kings, but they failed. They decided to defend and wait for reinforcements.
Marquis Uncy knew that the Orc reinforcements were on the way. He didn't have much time and rations left.
The Knights only had two days of rations left!
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