Chapter 181 - 124: The Vanished United Tribes
"Fall back, fall back!!"
"Minotaur Warriors, move in to support!!"
"Personal Guard Team, prepare to provide support!"
The commander sensed something was wrong from the unusual voices. He immediately ordered the highest-ranked Minotaur Warriors to move in and had the Personal Guard Team prepare for backup.
The Personal Guard Team consisted of 17 heroes, encompassing all the heroes from the five territories besides the commander himself. They were a crucial part of the defense.
"Hey, I’m telling you, you can stop tickling us now!"
"Yeah, you’ve dirtied my new armor. I’ll have to get the dwarves to clean it when I get back, and professional armor cleaning is expensive."
"Haha, we were the first ones to break in. There’s gotta be a reward for military merit when we get back, right?"
"I don’t know, but Zhu Liu was the first to land. He’s definitely getting a reward."
...
A casual conversation drifted out from the dust cloud, as if they hadn’t a care in the world.
"Who are you people?"
The commander was surprised to find that he could actually understand what they were saying.
"Your enemies, of course!"
The dust settled, revealing over 2,000 handsome men and beautiful women in full armor, standing within the Beastmen’s encirclement.
"The Human Race? You’re from the Human Race?"
The commander was stunned. The Human Race was a common race in the Cosmos. Their attributes weren’t high, but they were smart and could adapt to various energy systems. While not one of the top-tier races in the Cosmos, they were considered upper-middle tier. In any case, they were stronger than the Beastmen. Because their aesthetic standards were similar to some Beastman tribes, conflicts often arose between the two races.
"Hahaha, of course not!!!"
"We just look like this!!"
"I’d love to actually be the same race as our Lord!! But I guess I’m just not that lucky~"
...
"Then what are you?"
As the commander continued his questioning, he secretly signaled his adjutant to bring in more soldiers, hoping to surround and annihilate these powerful-looking enemies.
The Demons all noticed his subtle movements but paid them no mind. Having the enemy gather in one place suited them perfectly—it saved them the time and trouble of hunting them down. So, they played along, making small talk with the Beastman commander.
’Hahaha, these enemies are so foolish. They didn’t even notice my subtle gestures.’
The commander chatted cautiously with the Demons, secretly pleased with himself.
"Ooh~~ They’re coming!" one of the Demons said, looking at the dust cloud rising in the distance, knowing the main army was about to arrive.
"Ah, forget it. Enough chatting. Brothers and sisters, let’s go! Let’s not wait for the others to get here and say we didn’t accomplish a single thing!! That we just came here to fool around."
"Kill~~"
"Time to get to work!!"
The Demons instantly switched to combat mode, each one revealing a Beastman form.
"You’re Beastmen too??"
"Wait, we serve the Dosiya Clan! Which clan are you from? Don’t be rash!!"
The commander shouted frantically. The Demons, now in their Beastman forms, looked incredibly dangerous. He immediately brought up his backers, hoping to make these Demons back down.
"Hahaha, we may not be Human, but we aren’t Beastmen either. We are ’Demons’!!!"
In an instant, all the Demons charged the surrounding Beastmen.
The Beastmen’s counterattacks were laughably weak in their eyes. Whether it was the agile Catmen, the cold-blooded Snake-men, the frenzied Werewolves, the battle-hardened Minotaurs, or the skilled archers of the Centaurs, none could stand against these Demons for a single exchange. Facing these Demons, the only fate awaiting the Beastman soldiers was slaughter.
Seeing all his soldiers collapse at the first blow, the commander’s face turned grim. He hastily ordered, "Personal Guard Team, advance! Stop them!!"
The Personal Guard Team obeyed and moved forward. The moment they engaged, their expressions changed.
WHAM, WHAM, WHAM~~
Before the members of the Personal Guard Team could make another move, they were all sent flying.
"They’re all heroes!!!"
The commander looked at the rampaging enemies in disbelief, his face a mask of utter despair. He had thought they were just high-tier troops, but it turned out they were all heroes. The revelation completely shattered his will to fight.
He opened his mouth, wanting to issue a command, but looking at his slaughtered soldiers and the members of his Personal Guard Team in the distance, who had lost their ability to fight after a single blow, he ultimately said nothing.
He quietly retreated and entered a hidden basement.
"Sini, what’s the situation outside?"
Inside the basement, five lords anxiously questioned him about the battle.
"My lords, all we can do now is pray for the blessing of the God of Wild Hunting. Let’s hope the enemy doesn’t find us, so we might be spared. But today’s battle is undoubtedly lost."
"What in the world happened?"
"Speak!!"
"The enemy just dropped a two-thousand-man unit," Commander Sini said with difficulty under the lords’ questioning.
"Then fight them!"
"Exactly! We have a hundred thousand troops! Are we really afraid of a mere two thousand men?"
"They... they... are all heroes!!!!"
As if having expended all his strength to say those words, Sini collapsed to the floor.
Hearing his words, the five lords’ bodies trembled violently, and they sank to the ground, their eyes vacant.
"No, I don’t believe it. How could anyone have so many heroes? I’m going to see for myself." One lord walked out of the secret room in disbelief and ran toward the battle zone.
Another lord, hearing him, wavered for a moment and started to stand. But then he saw Commander Sini’s devastated expression, shook his head, and sat back down. He pulled out a bottle of liquor and began to drink heavily.
"Ah, forget it. It’s over. It’s over. Our luck is just terrible, running into an opponent this powerful on the very first day."