On the morning of the fourth day, the Middle Army's four battalions, totaling more than fourteen thousand orcs, caught up with the Gnoll forces that had departed ahead of them.
"Deliver the order. Have the Gnolls pick up the pace. Every three hours, execute the two hundred Gnolls at the very back."
"Also, order Blackstone Camp to immediately end its task of guarding the Gnolls. As the vanguard, proceed to the towns of the Blue Ear Pirate City-state and scout the road ahead for the army."
"Yes, Commander."
After the orders were issued, dozens of messengers rode Fang Beasts toward the front.
Three hours later, the Gnoll forces had not quickened their pace in the slightest.
Watching the Gnolls continue their lax march, Velin beckoned over a messenger and ordered him to go to the Second Battalion. He was to have its commander lead a company forward to carry out the military order.
Before long, more than six hundred Orc Soldiers ran from the right side of the road to the front ranks.
Without hesitation, they formed groups of five and rushed forward to seize the Gnolls.
Once they had captured two hundred, they dragged them straight to the roadside and beheaded them. The bodies were tossed several hundred meters away, while the heads were skewered on wooden stakes and planted into the ground as a warning.
After witnessing their own kind being killed, many Gnolls picked up their weapons and charged the Orc formation.
As expected, more than a hundred Gnolls who charged the Middle Army were all hacked to death, their mangled remains thrown by the roadside.
Under that bloody threat, the Gnolls at the front began to move faster, running forward as though their lives depended on it.
The Gnolls with the courage to resist had already