"The enemy Sixth Tier Overlord finally moved!" Grand Duke Ocrean Yaso smiled cruelly. As a Sixth Tier Professional himself, Grand Duke Ocrean Yaso naturally understood the tenacious vitality of Sixth Tier Professionals. Unless they were trapped within an inescapable range, even an encirclement might not be enough to keep them. As the pinnacle of strength on this land, Sixth Tier Overlords were similarly kings of endurance, capable of taking forbidden spells head-on. Still, it seemed the enemy Overlord had been a little too overconfident.
"He probably won't make a move so soon!" Okrian-Lujin shook his head. After all, high-tier fighters had their own pride and would not casually intervene. Most likely, the rank-and-file troops would clash first.
Besides, with the enemy's cautious nature, he was nothing like Grand Duke Ocrean Yaso, who charged headlong at anyone he saw just like generations of Lagrangean Emperors. He would probably only act once the front line reached a stalemate. Okrian-Lujin understood this far better than Grand Duke Ocrean Yaso, because he often witnessed someone getting carried away in the middle of a fight.
"Then that's pretty cowardly..." Grand Duke Ocrean Yaso muttered.
"..." One sentence from Grand Duke Ocrean Yaso left Okrian-Lujin speechless. Whether it was cowardice or caution was obvious, wasn't it? Yet the very reason Okrian-Lujin and the others had decided that man had to die was because he possessed an intelligence unlike the smooth-brained beauty of other Orcs!
"Roar!" Amid the furious howls of the Orc Warg Riders, the force successfully crossed the pile of corpses over the moat and lunged onto the city wall.
"Flexible defense! Don't hold them head-on!" Grand Duke Ocrean Yaso roared as he watched the Orc Warg Riders charge up onto the wall. The sight of militiamen and soldiers trying to surround the first Warg