Breakout

"Heh heh, too late. You came too late!"

"The great General Kalem and the warriors under his command have already wiped out your feeble army!"

"Hahaha!"

The orc before them was incredibly weak, the light gradually fading from his eyes, but the words that came from his mouth still carried a strong note of mockery.

Lester pulled his sword from the orc's body, then kicked him to the ground.

The tall body collapsed limply, its breath utterly extinguished.

Aston Klein frowned.

"Though this fellow was spouting nonsense, he's given me a bad feeling."

"Get on the horses. We're going to support Her Highness immediately."

Klein and Lester led a force that quietly left the military camp before dawn.

They traveled along winding, rugged mountain paths and crossed forests thick with thorns. After taking a wide detour, they finally circled around to the rear of the orc army.

The orc scouts had a wide reconnaissance range, and the journey could be described as both arduous and dangerous.

They were extremely lucky not to attract any attention. The enemy's main force had gone all out to attack the Aldo Army's main force deployed in the valley.

According to plan, this army would charge straight at the orcs' rear.

At the entrance to Sunset Valley, they encountered a patrol of enemy cavalry assigned to guard the rear.

The Aldo Army immediately launched an attack and wiped them out, with only a few men escaping.

The enemy's mockery before death made them pick up the pace.

Klein's ominous premonition soon came true. When they arrived at the battlefield, gasping for breath, both men and horses, what they saw was a scene straight from hell.

The cavalry on the left wing, made up of Black Stone Plain reinforcements and local troops, as well as the