Chapter 204 - Chapter 204: Chapter 202: The Flight Legion (Considering every 4000-word chapter count as two smaller chapters, it makes sense, doesn't it?)_3

Chapter 204: Chapter 202: The Flight Legion (Considering every 4000-word chapter count as two smaller chapters, it makes sense, doesn’t it?)_3

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“What do you need?” asked Fang Hao.

“Long ranged weapons, bows and arrows would be best.”

“Alright, I’ll put them up, you just accept them.”

Fang Hao directly crafted 202 high-speed hardwood shortbows, along with two thousand arrows and posted them for designated trade.

“Holy, Brother Hao, you actually have blue arrows.” Dong Jiayue exclaimed.

Fang Hao also instructed, “Hold the city first. I have some trouble here, once it’s resolved, I’ll arrange someone to rescue you.”

“Alright, Brother Hao.”

As for Dong Jiayue, Fang Hao wasn’t stingy.

If his own city fell, he would choose to turn to Dong Jiayue’s territory for refuge; he trusted her.

Even without considering the fall of the city, as a friend, he didn’t want her to be in danger.

However, his own area was about to face a war, he wouldn’t have the leisure to travel a long way to support her.

Luckily, defending the city shouldn’t be a problem. Even if it comes under siege for several days, Fang Hao could provide food to hold out.

After chatting with Dong Jiayue, Fang Hao closed the Book of Lords, stepped out of the Lord’s mansion, and began to adjust the strength of his troops.

Nightfall.

The Skullcrusher army’s encampment.

Beast skin tents were erected high, and the army began to have dinner.

All along the way, Skullcrusher adhered to their style, forcibly incorporating all the Orc tribes they encountered into their ranks. Those who resisted or disobeyed were slaughtered without mercy.

This strategy swelled the original number of thirty-two thousand troops to thirty-four thousand.

In the center of the camp was a huge beast skin tent.

The tent was brightly lit and all the higher-ups of Skullcrusher were gathered there, awaiting the Great Chief Shah’s battle plan for the following day.

“Any news from the Bloodthroat Tribe?” asked Shah solemnly.

“Great Chief, the Bloodthroats sent us a message. They have discovered the undead’s fortress and will assault it tomorrow. They are also requesting us to launch our attack at the same time.” One of the orcs hastily responded, keen to avoid incurring Shah’s displeasure at such a crucial moment.

“Hmm.” Shah unfolded the map drawn by the scouts, and two orc guards spread it out for all the high-level officers to see.

Though the map was simple, it detailed the positions of the fortress and various checkpoints.

Shah turned his gaze to the crowd and said, “Share your thoughts, how should we tackle this? The enemy has approximately 400,000 troops.”

The figure of 400,000 was based on intel received three days ago.

After the troop had crossed the Cold Wind Mountain Range, none of the dispatched scouts had returned alive, thus no new information was received.

Of course, this wasn’t a big concern. Over just three days, the enemy’s forces wouldn’t have changed significantly.

“Great Chief, we could use the Bloodthroat Tribe to distract the undead’s army. Then we can launch our attack, which should reduce our losses.” An orc suggested.

Shah didn’t respond, but he agreed internally.

“Great Chief.” Another orc stood up, walked to the map, and said, “This is certainly a fortress. The enemy Lord must be hiding in the city behind it. I am willing to lead the aerial squad and bypass them to kill him directly. Once he’s dead, their entire defense will crumble.”

This orc was short, with large pointy ears, a big head, and green skin. He didn’t look like an orc.

“The undead have Bone Dragons. Can your aerial squad handle them?” Another orc asked.

The short orc laughed confidently and said, “Great Chief, the enemy’s Bone Dragon will definitely be positioned at the main battlefield. As long as I follow this route to the rear, there’s a high chance of success.”

The orcs began a heated discussion around this matter.

Finally, Shah nodded in approval.

“Alright, you will lead the aerial troops. Attack their main city now.” Shah instructed.

The short orc’s face lit up and he instantly replied, “Yes, I will not fail your trust, Great Chief. I will bring you his head.”

“You, you don’t need to attend the rest of the meeting. Go dispatch your troops now.”

“Yes.”

After paying his respects, the short orc slowly exited the tent.

The candle fire flickered off to the side, and a shadow emerged from a corner, merging with the short orc’s shadow, and left the orc tent together.