The Second Offensive

As dawn broke, over two thousand gnolls, having finished their remaining rations, formed ranks under the harsh commands of their clan chiefs.

Rogus rode atop a gnoll, with two burly gnolls beside him holding his chain hammer, serving as a makeshift weapon rack.

"Commander, we've assembled and await your orders," a gnoll clan chief stepped forward and said respectfully.

As sunlight hit the outer wall of the castle, Rogus dismounted from the gnoll, picked up his weapon, and shouted, "Attack."

The more than two thousand gnolls let out roars and surged towards the castle like a tide.

Rogus, holding his chain hammer, followed behind the ranks, ready to join the fray personally.

Other gnoll Silver warriors hid within the horde, preparing to catch the defenders by surprise as they climbed the walls.

Just like yesterday, the Three-Bow Ballistae were the first to unleash their fury, firing iron arrows towards the gnolls.

"Whoosh—"

An iron arrow whizzed past Rogus, piercing through the two guards following closely behind him.

"Danger, scatter."

Upon hearing this, the other gnoll guards dispersed, no longer surrounding Rogus.

The short distance of two kilometers was covered in five minutes, and after paying the price of hundreds of gnoll lives, they successfully reached the outer city wall area.

The next moment, some gnolls began throwing stones and weapons to harass the wall defenders, while others started climbing the walls.

Soon, the battle intensified, with blood splattering, screams and cries, and the clang of weapons filling the entire outer city wall.

Many Silver-level gnolls broke through the wall, inflicting heavy casualties on the defending soldiers, but they were quickly held back by the Silver Knights.

Rogus, mixed within the crowd, kept his gaze fixed on the human noble at the top of the castle.

With his keen senses, he knew this young human was the most threatening and highest-ranking individual within the castle.

If he killed him, taking the castle would be a simple matter.

"Leader."

A gnoll, carrying a blood-stained iron arrow, approached Rogus and respectfully handed it to him.

Rogus weighed the iron arrow, searching for the opportune moment.

The next instant, he exerted his strength and hurled it towards the human noble at the top of the castle.

Velin, standing with his sword planted, watched the iron arrow flying towards him. He drew his sword and cut it in half, then looked towards Rogus, who was hidden within the attacking gnoll ranks.

Man and wolf met each other's gaze, understanding each other's intentions.

"Roar—"

Having been discovered, Rogus no longer concealed himself. Using the climbing gnolls as a boost, he scaled the wall in a few swift moves, swinging his chain hammer and smashing a dozen soldiers off the wall, their fates unknown.

Velin glared sharply at Rogus and leaped from the platform, landing steadily on the outer city wall.

"Human, today, you die, I live."

Rogus eyed Velin warily, his tone heavy with seriousness.

"Then let's see who dies and who lives."

Velin looked intently at the enemy before him. He was powerful, but Velin could handle him.

The Knight Longsword and the chain hammer clashed, as did their Battle Qi, with green light and fiery red flames battling each other, causing immense destruction to the castle's battlements.

Unbeknownst to them, more than ten minutes had passed. The man and the wolf were locked in a stalemate, neither able to gain the upper hand.

At this moment, Orlando appeared beside him at some point, seizing the opportunity while Rogus was fully engrossed in combat, and attacked from the flank.

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"Splat—"

An arm flew high into the air, landing on the city wall.

"Aargh—"

"Despicable human."

Rogus clutched his severed arm and said furiously.

"For monsters, any means are permissible," Velin stated calmly, preparing to finish off the gnoll and end this turmoil.

Seeing two Silver Knights flanking him, Rogus didn't hesitate and leaped off the city wall, ordering his guards to hold off the pursuers.

Velin followed, jumping off the wall, and Orlando was right behind him.

Dozens of large gnolls formed a makeshift formation, blocking the path between the fleeing Rogus and Velin.

"Kill them."

Most of these gnolls were Bronze low-tier and mid-tier. Facing two Silver Knights, Velin and Orlando, they were no match.

In less than ten minutes, they were all annihilated.

However, this also gave Rogus enough time to escape.

Before long, the attacking Gnolls heard the retreat signal and began to withdraw, dragging the bodies of their comrades.

This siege battle ended in less than two hours, but its ferocity was several times that of yesterday. Blood had already stained the outer city walls, and the bodies of Gnolls and their own soldiers were intertwined.

After escaping danger, Rogus immediately summoned the surviving Gnoll clan chiefs to issue new orders.

A few days ago, there were seventeen; now only nine remained, each of them wounded.

Everyone's expression was grave, including Rogus, who was no longer as relaxed as before.

"In this battle, the humans were very strong, with fifteen Silver Knights, a considerable force."

"I suspect this is a human outpost, and behind it lies the true territory of the human nobles. Therefore, I have decided to bypass this place and attack the human territory behind it to compensate for our losses."

"Yes, Commander."

The remaining nine Gnolls responded, their words revealing a desire to leave this death trap quickly.

To prevent the human nobles within the castle from launching a proactive attack, Rogus immediately ordered the cooks to start fires and prepare food. After the Gnolls had eaten their fill, they were to depart immediately, without lingering in this place, to avoid any unforeseen complications.

On the other side, after Velin finished tallying the casualties, he felt somewhat balanced when comparing them to the captured spoils.

In this battle, one hundred and seventeen people were killed, thirteen of whom were regular troops, and the rest were serfs. Additionally, two hundred and twenty-six people were injured.

In this battle, a total of six hundred and eighty-seven ordinary Gnoll heads were captured, along with one hundred and sixty-seven Bronze-level Gnoll heads and five Silver-level ones. The rest of the bodies were taken back by the enemy.

"Belder, prepare a contingent of men, we'll be ready tonight..."

At this moment, Knight Randolph entered, knelt on one knee, and respectfully reported, "My Lord, scouts have reported that the Gnolls have disappeared and are suspected to be heading east."

Velin heard this and swallowed what he was about to say, then continued, "Dispose of the bodies properly to prevent an epidemic."

"Yes, my Lord."

After Belder left with the order, Velin propped his chin, his mind beginning to ponder.

"Heading east means they intend to return. We'll intercept them halfway and plunder them to make up for our losses."

As for what losses the nobles to the east might suffer, that was not his concern.

He had held off the Gnolls here for a day and a night, killing over a thousand Gnolls. Whether for the kingdom or for these nobles, he had done his utmost.

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