Chapter 217: Asymmetrical Ambush War

As night deepened, Drake City remained as usual, only the City Defense Camp was eerily quiet, without a sound. The council hall was brightly lit, with over twenty people sitting silently like motionless wooden sculptures.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside, accompanied by sounds of fighting and screams. A few captains felt a slight unease and shifted their bodies, but they met the stern gaze of the young man at the head of the table and immediately straightened up.

“Since you’re here, then come in. The people you’re looking for are all here,” Little Weir suddenly looked up, his gaze directed out the only window of the council hall, not the main entrance, but the window.

With a ‘bang,’ the carved wooden window shattered into pieces, and several figures darted in. They moved rapidly, reaching Little Weir in an instant, their black daggers fiercely thrusting out.

“Clang!” The senior knight and senior warrior behind Little Weir made their move. Both were true veterans left by old General Rein to assist Little Weir, seasoned by countless battles. Their longswords swung, bringing with them a fierce sword aura that forced the assassin back. The more than twenty captains and camp commanders quickly drew their weapons, forming a battle formation and confronting the five or six suddenly appearing enemies.

“Orcs? Kobolds?” Little Weir stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly not surprised at all. His eyes were full of disdain as he looked at the tall man in leather armor before him. “Don’t you feel ashamed of the heavens and earth, looking so ugly? You’ve lowered the beauty of the entire world. Don’t you feel that your existence in this world is a pollution to it?”

“Bastard, we are the great Werewolf Clan!” The leading werewolf warrior had a long scar on his face, running from his earlobe to his chin. His furry face resembled an ape whose evolution was not yet complete. This was clearly a great warrior skilled in assassination.

Orc Werewolf Warrior, Name: Unknown, Age: Sixty-eight

Strength: 21.5

Agility: 22.7

Constitution: 20.3

Spirit: 2.2

Supernatural Power: Battle Qi, Orc Great Warrior

Bloodline: Berserk Wolf Bloodline Half-Awakened

Talent: Gale Dash

Overall Evaluation: This is a ferocious evil wolf, capable of devouring enemies without hesitation. It is also an old wolf, whose strength has peaked and is now declining, covered in scars. It possesses rich hunting experience and an incredibly hard heart. Kid, this is not an enemy you can confront head-on. If you play a few more tricks, you might be able to take him down. After all, he’s just a slightly stronger wolf cub.

One werewolf great warrior and four senior warriors—such a lineup was indeed powerful, at least enough to deal with the people inside, provided they fought fairly. But would a group of Orc assassins fight fairly?

Of course not, so others wouldn’t fight fairly with them either. With a soft ‘click,’ a shower of crossbow bolts rained down not far from Little Weir. These were not ordinary arrows, but heavy crossbows used by the City Defense Army to defend the city, and they were equipped with armor-piercing arrows. Three of the five werewolf warriors fell almost instantly, except for the great warrior who was unharmed, and one werewolf senior warrior who luckily escaped, though his shoulder was still pierced.

“I don’t care if you’re a wolf or a dog, once you’re on human territory, you’d better honestly kneel down!” Little Weir waved his hand, and a row of archers ran out from behind, their armor-piercing arrows gleaming coldly, pointing directly at the werewolf great warrior opposite them.

The werewolf great warrior’s mouth twitched slightly. He had never encountered such a shameless person. Bullying the few with the many was one thing, but to immediately resort to a sneak attack and close-range concentrated fire from archers—was this still a human knight? How could they be even more shameless than us?

“You are Weir Declan, the City Defense Army instructor, right? Haha, everyone associated with Orc boxing will die, and you are no exception. Do you want to know why I can call out your name?” A cruel smile appeared on the werewolf great warrior’s face. “Because someone leaked your information and, by the way, led our people to your home, tonight! How about it? Are you regretting it? Is your heart aching? Haha,

Your mother, your sister, they will all die because of you. When you return home and see their bodies, I wonder if you’ll collapse?”

Little Weir was expressionless, but his gaze turned towards the door, and he said lightly, “The reinforcements you’re waiting for won’t come. Do you know how many troops I’ve arranged here today? And how many people are waiting outside for you to walk into their trap?”

“How did you know we would come today?” The werewolf great warrior’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Don’t talk nonsense about someone tipping us off; I have no spies around me.”

“It’s a very simple matter. We were fishing, and you wanted to swallow the bait, but you were a bit overconfident, and I happen to be the kind of person who is more cautious and likes to consider all kinds of situations. Not only did I call all City Defense Army personnel above captain who are currently in Drake City to the barracks, preparing armor-piercing arrows and crossbows, but I also notified the Church of the Morning Star Goddess, the Church of the Storm God, and the City Hall Security Department. Most of the forces remaining in Drake City have been mobilized by me. If you didn’t launch an attack tonight, you would still be encircled and annihilated tomorrow.” Little Weir said lightly, “After alarming Drake City’s ‘Everything Store,’ your biggest mistake was not escaping immediately. You will pay a bloody price for this foolish choice. Do you know why I’m telling you so much?”

“You actually used poison?!” The werewolf great warrior suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, and his whole body swayed slightly, unable to stand steadily. The more he circulated his Battle Qi, the stronger the dizzying sensation became.

“That’s right, it is indeed poison, but the poison isn’t indoors; it’s on the arrows and outside the windows.” Little Weir’s words made the werewolf great warrior’s face turn pale with shock. His every move seemed to be within the opponent’s predictions. How exactly had he been exposed?

“Habit is a good thing, truly a very good thing. The traces you left at the crime scene are all the best evidence. You like to enter through the window, you like to quietly stare at your prey from there, enjoying the tranquility before the hunt, so I put a little something in your favorite spot. When I felt you were sufficiently poisoned, I woke you up.” Little Weir smiled slightly, “After all, I prepared so much; if I didn’t display it all for you to see, how could I show my thoroughness? Did you think I really didn’t know that someone was colluding with you? Did you really think I would not leave any backup and just calmly scheme against you here? You are nothing but insignificant pawns, or even discarded pieces, destined from the start to be discarded pieces with no return! Discarded pieces must have the awareness of being discarded. Being too arrogant won’t let you live long.”

Little Weir raised his hand, and the archers immediately unleashed a volley of arrows. The werewolf great warrior fiercely stabbed his dagger into his own arm. The intense pain stimulated his nerves, and he suddenly moved sideways, activating his bloodline’s innate ability, reaching the window in an instant.

“Whoosh!” A sharp arrow, without the slightest sound of wind, pierced through his chest, taking with it a gush of blood. The wounded werewolf great warrior darted out. The battle outside was gradually nearing its end. With the regular army’s complete equipment facing a disorganized mob, the outcome was predictable, especially with an official wizard secretly overseeing it.

“Reporting, Instructor! The commander of the City Defense Army’s First Battalion is here to report the results of the battle!” The excited commander of the First Battalion ran in, his face full of exhilaration. This kind of opportunity to earn merit right at home, and specifically military merit, was absolutely his favorite.

“Speak!” Although Little Weir already had a general guess, he still hoped to understand it more clearly.

“A total of fifty-six enemies attacked, mainly Earth Goblins, Bugbears, Lizardmen, Kobolds, and Ogres. The strongest had the strength of a great warrior, and the weakest were no less than ordinary intermediate warriors. All enemies, except for twelve severely wounded and captured, were killed.”

The commander of the First Battalion felt that fighting under the instructor was actually very simple; the enemy’s every move was almost within his predictions.

“For all enemies killed, cut off their heads as proof of merit. For those captured, break their limbs, chain them up, and hang them on the watchtower for public display until the City Hall comes to collect them. You all worked hard this time, discuss among yourselves how to distribute the credit. Mobilize two experienced scouts to accompany me to pursue that werewolf great knight.” Little Weir walked up to the camp commander and whispered, “Remember to collect the fresh blood and flesh of those alien race and sell it to the Peck family. You can split the gold coins from the private account among yourselves. Remember to give some to the soldiers; don’t just pocket it all yourselves. The werewolf warriors should be handled the same way.”

The commander of the First Battalion’s eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly: “Mission accomplished, guaranteed!”