Chapter 165: Time to Take a Gamble

Chapter 165: Time to Take a Gamble

However, no matter how much Mahat roared, the Dark Elves still showed no sign of action.

They merely watched as the Orc Warriors surged toward the Human encampment.

Those Orc Warriors remained blissfully unaware that the situation had drastically changed; they lunged toward the Human camp with excitement and fervor.

For a moment, Mahat didn’t issue a retreat order.

It wasn’t that he forgot, nor that he didn’t want to retreat; it was simply not an option.

If they retreated at this moment, the consequences would be unimaginable.

First, the Orcs’ morale would undoubtedly plummet.

With each wave of attack, the first round is strong, the second weakens, and the third is exhausted.

If they retreated now, not only would they gain nothing from their efforts, but their situation would worsen significantly.

Thus, it would be better to go all out and take a gamble against the Humans.

With the Dark Elves watching from the side, he believed the Humans couldn’t focus all their attention on them.

Since the Humans couldn’t fully devote themselves to fighting them, there was still a chance.

Besides, Mahat held onto a glimmer of hope for the Dark Elves in his heart.

Perhaps something unexpected happened on the Dark Elves’ side; once those issues were resolved, they would join forces against the Humans.

After that earlier roar, he consoled himself silently in his heart.

After all, the Dark Elves had made a pact with the Orcs; if the Dark Elves broke their promise, they would not only become sworn enemies with the Orcs but would also tarnish their own reputation.

Though the Dark Elves’ reputation was already poor in the world, being a bunch of criminals, even criminals have their own sense of ethics.

If they disregarded even the most basic morality, then that person or faction would be close to extinction.

The Human soldiers inside the encampment remained remarkably calm as the Orcs approached.

They were not afraid of these Orcs.

After all, just not long ago, these Orcs were the ones getting beaten up.

To them, these Orcs merely looked fierce.

Though they possessed great strength, it was hardly worth worrying about.

Moreover, having had their fill, they felt invigorated and fully capable of holding their ground against these Orcs.

Seeing the soldiers’ high morale, Duke Ogg, who was out inspecting, let out a sigh of relief.

Although the current situation was quite unfavorable for the Humans, at least the soldiers’ morale had been successfully stirred.

This meant they wouldn’t be completely helpless; they could still make a stand!

Since they could stand their ground, there were still chances to win.

After surveying the Orcs’ situation, Duke Ogg moved to face the Dark Elves from the Human encampment.

At this moment, the Dark Elves still showed no signs of action.

They stood by, seemingly adopting the role of a spectator.

However, Duke Ogg didn’t dare to think that way.

He also didn’t believe that.

The Dark Elves had put in a lot of effort to travel all this way, even going so far as to conceal their whereabouts.

If it were just to watch a performance, that would be quite extravagant.

He simply couldn’t understand the purpose of such behavior.

Moreover, the Dark Elves’ situation in the world was not optimistic; though they were Elves, they were exiled, much like those miserable races lost to history, only surviving in the cracks of the world.

Under the pressure of survival, engaging in such meaningless actions was akin to seeking death.

Thus, Duke Ogg was a hundred percent certain that the Dark Elves would act, it was just a matter of time and timing.

With this thought, Duke Ogg made a decision in his heart.

He must emphasize the Dark Elves’ side.

In comparison, as long as the Orcs could stabilize the situation, it would be enough.

The key was still the Dark Elves.

Following that, under Duke Ogg’s orders, troops began to deploy on the Dark Elves’ side, bolstering the defensive lines of the Human encampment.

Duke Ogg himself took command at this location.

The Orcs had been entrusted to the second-in-command, Duke Rayman.

The two Dukes each took responsibility for one side.

With their personal oversight, the Human soldiers’ morale rose another level, completely devoid of the sense of crisis from being besieged by both the Orcs and Dark Elves.

The Human soldiers, filled with high spirits, along with the protection of the encampment, made the Orcs’ assaults hardly concerning.

Right from the start, they were met with a vigorous counterattack, suffering heavy losses.

However, those hot-headed Orcs didn’t retreat despite their comrades’ significant casualties; they pressed on.

When the front line of Orcs fell, new ones rushed to take their place.

This spirit of charging forward made it impossible for the Human soldiers to drive the Orcs back.

In the end, a fierce close-quarters clash was inevitable.

Though the encampment provided cover for the Human soldiers, it was ultimately a makeshift structure, unlike the tall and sturdy city walls, which were difficult to breach.

The Human soldiers formed a tight line to resist the Orcs’ assault.

As such, the brawny Orcs—especially those colossal ones—launched powerful charges, but once they penetrated the crowd, they risked becoming isolated, meeting their doom at the hands of surrounding Humans.

As the saying goes, two fists can’t fight four feet.

Even if the Orcs’ fists were massive, facing dozens or even hundreds of enemies, they would be forced to fall.

Their tough skin and muscles couldn’t withstand the barrage of weapons attacking them from all sides.

Numerous wounds covered their bodies, causing one to feel a chill upon seeing them.

Similar scenes played out in many places.

Even though many outstanding Orc warriors met their end, the formerly dense Human formation began to scatter due to the pressure.

“Maintain formation! Hold the line!…”

The Human Officers immediately began to reorganize their ranks.

Some bloodthirsty Human soldiers felt the sting of their leaders’ whips of love.

On the battlefield, all soldiers must obey commands.

However, having fought Humans for so many years, those Orc Officers knew it was crucial not to let the Human soldiers reorganize.

Otherwise, their previous sacrifices would be in vain.

And if the Humans broke through their formation, things would become much easier for them.

Therefore, the Orcs’ relentless charges against the Human formation never ceased.

Those overheated Orc Warriors didn’t consider the repercussions, like losing their own lives.

Without the need for an order from their superiors, some Orcs took it upon themselves to charge at the Human formation.

The Orc Officers naturally didn’t stop them.

Thus, on the Orc side, the battle between Humans and Orcs fell into a deadlock.