Grand Duke Ocrean Yaso had never expected Count Laimon's men to capture those Warg Riders. He did not even think highly of the entire Kingdom of Rohan. Aside from Lagrange's Knight Orders, it was incredibly difficult to capture a band so skilled at harassing enemies in open country through a head-on confrontation. His goal had always been to establish a solid stronghold city. The Orcs' siege capabilities were laughably poor; put a fortress right in their faces, and they would be helpless. Did anyone expect them to haul Grond over here? Back when the Orcs attacked Lulong Fortress, Roland had already been astonished that they managed to drag Grond there! If they really hauled it to Rohan, Roland could only say those fools in Mordor had some real talent! Roland could just send a few Dragon Knights over to tear Grond apart!
"What about the villages..." Count Laimon hesitated.
"Flatten them! Fill and seal the wells! Tear down the houses! Burn any timber that cannot be taken away!" Grand Duke Ocrean Yaso's eyes were fierce and cold. Mercy could not command an army. Compared to the desire for victory, everyone could accept such a "small cost"!
"All right!" Count Laimon did not insist and simply followed Grand Duke Ocrean Yaso's advice.
"Isn't this too hasty? The residents definitely cannot move all their pots and possessions in such a short time. They will not abandon what little property they have!" Okrian-Lujin said worriedly.
"You underestimate these semi-farming, semi-herding peoples! They can move much faster than you imagine!" Grand Duke Ocrean Yaso was exceptionally well-traveled and knowledgeable. He knew perfectly well that when these semi-nomadic peoples decided to flee with their buckets in hand, they would not be much slower than true nomads!
"Informing them to evacuate now is not because I