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Chapter 469: Rotational Warfare
Examining the spell-captured image in his hand, it depicted Bay Territory soldiers counting and burning orc corpses.
Carlos blinked instinctively and exclaimed in disbelief:
"Another 5,000 orcs yesterday? And Red-Eyed Clan orcs? Those are no pushovers!"
"They've already killed a total of 40,000 orcs, right? That's 20,000 more than the second place."
"Bay Territory's combat strength is just too overwhelming!"
Standing beside him, a Harley Knight cheerfully recorded the data and praised:
"Bay Territory's army is one of the most formidable in Bloodmoon City."
"Their numbers may be small, but they are highly trained and powerful. Achieving such results is no surprise."
The surrounding legion commanders exchanged knowing glances, understanding the underlying message in the Harley Knight's words.
"Bay Territory is Bloodmoon City's most valued ally. Don't even think about diminishing their contributions."
Situations like this weren't unheard of, so the Harley Knight preemptively set the tone.
Even so, everyone found Bay Territory's achievements astonishing.
It was worth noting that the second place on the merit leaderboard was held by the renowned Lunar Moon Family's troops from the Eastern Province.
Carlos had gone to great lengths to secure this elite force from his family.
Every one of them was a mid-tier elite, armed with enchanted weapons, and they had a steady stream of orcs "delivered to their doorstep."
Furthermore, they numbered a full 20,000.
Even with such an advantage, they had only killed half as many orcs as Bay Territory, sparking much discussion.
If it weren't for Carlos's close ties with Bay Territory...
And the meticulous records of Bay Territory's loot offering no room for critique...
Many lords and armies would have long expressed dissatisfaction.
Even so, numerous lords and armies were deeply curious about Bay Territory.
Soon, they discovered that this seemingly unfamiliar Bay Territory had been frequently mentioned recently.
Refugee integration, talent recruitment, adventurer attraction, and military equipment salesāall seemed tied to Bay Territory.
Upon realizing this, they were astonished to find that Bay Territory had unknowingly grown to a remarkable level.
While everyone was curious, the Harley Knight, upon receiving some information, remarked with surprise:
"Bay Territory's Scarlet Pass faced a siege by nearly 50,000 Red-Eyed Orcs yesterday. Why didn't they request reinforcements?"
His words left everyone present stunned.
Soon, several communication spells were sent out.
Many people gathered to discuss:
"Does Bay Territory really have just 12,000 troops? Did they actually kill over 50,000 orcs?"
"If the report is out, it must be true."
"You might not know this, but Bay Territory spent a fortune recruiting over 10,000 adventurers to help them hunt orcs."
"I've heard about it too. They're paying 10 gold coins for an ordinary orc soldierā¦"
"In just a few days, they've spent over 500,000 gold coins?"
"Bay Territory sure is rich, but they're in big trouble this timeā¦"
"Red-Eyed Orcs aren't ordinary orcs. They belong to a major tribe and possess siege equipment, making them one of the most dangerous orc factions."
"Even if they defend Scarlet Pass, they'll suffer heavy losses."
"Yet they arrogantly thought they could handle it alone without requesting reinforcements. Who knows how many of them will dieā¦"
"If their elites suffer too many casualties, their merit accumulation will slow down. Won't that give us an opportunity?"
"Exactly. After all, they're just a small baronial territory!"
"Should weā¦"
"That could work. We're about to launch an assault on an orc stronghold and lack sufficient supportā¦"
"Heh hehā¦"
"ā¦"
While certain lords and nobles schemed to "trip up" Bay Territory, the battle at Scarlet Pass had been raging for several hours.
Howling orcs advanced relentlessly, using ladders and other equipment to stubbornly climb the walls.
Rocks and bolts rained down intermittently, claiming their lives.
However, unlike other orcs, the Red-Eyed Orcs displayed exceptional combat discipline, leveraging various siege equipment to successfully scale the walls.
On the wide walls, intense close-quarters combat broke out.
Powerful orc elites, strong orc warriors, and towering high-tier orcs crowded the walls, launching fierce assaults on Bay Territory's formations.
"Crossbowmen, aim for the high-tier orcs!"
Jifan calmly issued the next attack order while observing the chaotic battlefield:
"Fire!"
"Third squad, move up and relieve the second squad."
As soon as he spoke, hundreds of bolts flew toward the most threatening high-tier orcs.
Despite their strength, reinforced with battle energy and rare metal armor, they couldn't withstand the enchanted bolts with "Piercing" and "Armor-Breaking" attributes.
In just one volley, the high-tier orcs who had climbed the walls were riddled with holes.
Few high-tier orcs survived the first round of crossbow fire.
Even those who did were lucky to avoid fatal hits and struggled to hold off the advancing modified warriors with their injuries.
With the high-tier orcs falling, the remaining orc elites and warriors pressed forward desperately.
That was exactly what Jifan neededāto maximize the pressure on Bay Territory's soldiers.
They did well, using their immense strength and formidable combat abilities to disrupt Bay Territory's military formations.
However, these brave orcs rarely lasted more than three rounds before falling to the spears' rotational thrusts.
After withstanding significant pressure, Bay Territory's soldiers were rotated out by Jifan after dealing with three waves of orcs.
Those needing healing received it, while others rested, ensuring sustained combat effectiveness.
Across the hundred-meter walls, there were three or four deliberately created openings.
These allowed different squads of soldiers to undergo intense combat trials in rotation.
Of course, Jifan's ability to control the situation was largely thanks to the 20 modified warriors holding the line.
Their extraordinary physical strength and defensive power ensured stability.
Until extraordinary-level orcs appeared, the entire defensive line faced no major threats.
This was why Angela felt assured letting the soldiers take turns.
Behind these elite soldiers, many lord-trained troops were undergoing training.
For now, it wasn't their turn to fight. Once the Red-Eyed Orc elites were depleted, it would be their time to step in and train.
Meanwhile, Matthew, the orchestrator, silently pondered this peculiar twist of fate.
"Retreating from Scarlet Pass: Luck +3. Defeating the Red-Eyed Orcs: Luck -4."
A day had passed, yet the luck value hadn't changed!
There had to be something deeper behind this!