Looking at the ground littered with corpses, and the cries of injured orc warriors everywhere.
The orc commander roared in anger.
"You cowards!"
"Come fight me!"
The roar echoed far away.
Reaching the ears of the distant Catachang soldiers, making them involuntarily laugh.
"Isn't this what My Lord called impotent rage?"
"Hehe, it sure is just that."
"When they retreat, that's when we have the chance to strike."
"For now, be patient and let them bleed first."
"Everyone stay alert, be careful, don't get too complacent."
"Of course, hurry and report our situation, the commanders need our information for further arrangements."
The swift-moving adventurers, according to the planned action scheme, retreated a distance of two to three kilometers.
Then started to set up the defense line anew.
Mainly to reposition artillery and heavy crossbows and other ranged weapons.
The adventurers who had already prepared the traps.
