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"Antara, the challenges we face this time are immense. Do you have the confidence to overcome them?" As we were about to set off, I sat on my spectral wolf and asked my earliest disciple who had followed me.

"In front of Master, there is no challenge that cannot be surpassed!" The young snow wolf, now a Sword Master, replied with unwavering determination.

"Ha ha ha ha—Well said! If my spirit is still overshadowed by my disciples, it would truly be embarrassing!" I laughed heartily, waving my hand with boundless confidence and shouted to all the snow wolf knights, "Let us go and hunt for legends—set out!"

Chapter 94: Six Armies Part Before the Swift Wind Wolf

In the year 1403 of the War God Calendar, the human world faced a full-scale counteroffensive from the orcs. Four hundred years of accumulated resentment made the orcish assault unprecedentedly fierce. Humans, engrossed in internal strife, once again witnessed the formidable combat power that even a united human race could not match. The war was extremely unfavorable for humans; not only did the Viking Empire lose vast territories within a short period, but the two major holy kingdoms of Os and Inland, located before the War God Corridor, also failed to withstand the main orcish army's offensive. Their defenses were breached, forcing them to retreat and urgently request aid from the other two major holy kingdoms in the West and other large empires in the human world.

At this time, a comprehensive emergency report also came from the northeast of the Holy Os Empire, which had always been overlooked.

"What is going on here! Within seven days, sixteen cities have reported emergencies, thirty-one towns have been captured, and hundreds of nobles have been killed in their own territories. Our generals are like rabbits with burning tails, running around in chaos, unable to locate the enemy." King Fanez Cintra Os stood before the heads of the cabinet and military, slamming his fist on the table in a fit of rage, "Didn't you say that the orcish army in the Red River Basin would not exceed two hundred thousand? Didn't you say that Langton would hold back their advance and buy us time? Didn't you say that the small countries around Langton could slow down their pace? Now, tell me, my generals, how many filthy orcs have already entered our country?"

"Well... Your Majesty, it is estimated to be between one hundred fifty thousand and two hundred thousand..." An old general answered awkwardly, lowering his head.

"Estimated? Two hundred thousand, gentlemen, two hundred thousand orcs, they have entered our country silently, and you, the guardians of our nation, were completely unaware. Not only can you not determine the number of enemies, but even if two hundred thousand rats came from Langton, you should have noticed! Where are our border troops? Did they not sound any alarms at all? Are we waiting for the orcs to reach the capital so that I, as the king, can inform everyone that the orcs have arrived?"

The king's accusations made the soldiers present bow their heads even lower. Then, the king's anger turned to the other ministers present.

"And my foreign minister, and my dear finance minister, you guaranteed that even if Langton fell, the Red River Quadruple Alliance would hold back the orcish main force and buy time for our troops. Now, tell me, how many orcs have our allies held back?"

"Your Majesty, this is also very puzzling. According to recent magical communications, the Quadruple Alliance is currently engaged in a decisive battle with two hundred thousand orcish main forces. The enemy's troops are mainly composed of minotaurs and werewolves, well-equipped and well-trained. The situation is very unfavorable for humans, and they also have super beasts and powerful mages assisting them. The leaders of the four countries have written to express that if we do not send dragon knights and magic corps to reinforce them, they will be defeated within ten days," a fat minister answered fearfully, wiping the sweat from his face.

"Ha ha, two hundred thousand, another two hundred thousand. Yet, the intelligence from our agents in Langton yesterday still said that the orcs remaining in Langton exceeded one hundred thousand, and our planned resistance actions have all been severely hit, unable to shake the orcish rule. Gentlemen, can I then assume that at least five hundred thousand orcs have reached our country's borders, with some already entering our territory, and we are completely unaware, without even mobilizing our troops? Is that it?" The angry king waved a stack of documents to the ground, shouting loudly, "But just a month ago, you told me that the orcish army in Fontainebleau was no more than one hundred thousand, and the reinforcements later sent would not exceed one hundred thousand. So, tell me, who is lying!"

Everyone in the room remained silent. In fact, the ministers and generals of the Holy Os Empire were not entirely negligent. Although there were minor oversights in their intelligence and response, overall, it did not significantly impact the situation. If anyone deserved criticism, it was the king himself. Initially, he coveted the benefits of Fontainebleau, diverting the elite forces from the northeast to seize the trade route, and also sought to please the Radiant Temple, causing a great stir. This led the Orc Alliance to obtain prior information and dispatch the most elite 'Demon Armor Knights' of the War God Temple to ambush the base camp of the Os Empire's army, leading to a human defeat. The Duchy of Langton then seized all the logistical supplies, and many units had to pay ransoms to be released. After this battle, although the northeastern corps were reorganized, the loss of elite soldiers and junior officers could not be quickly replenished, directly resulting in a significant decline in the army's combat effectiveness. Later, due to his resentment over Langton's opportunistic plunder, the king refused the alliance and aid requests from Duke Xilin, ultimately leading to the surrender of nearly two hundred thousand Langton troops, handing over the northeastern gateway of the Holy Os Empire.

Regardless of these human troubles, my mood is exceptionally bright. The operation I named 'Swift Wind Wolf' (always remembering the silver hero!) has exceeded my expectations.

Although 'Qingfuluo City' between the Duchy of Langton and the Kingdom of Holy Os is a well-fortified city, it was originally designed to defend against the then-powerful Duchy of Langton, not orcish attacks. Therefore, while its location effectively blocked large human armies, it was virtually useless against my ten thousand wolf knights blessed with the 'Motive Aura.' We bypassed this fortress city along mountain paths in just one night and penetrated into human territory.