"Hurrah... Hurrah..." The Rakshasa outside the city roared in a frenzy, and the gates of Kavorsburg were finally opened. The countless riches within the city clouded the Rakshasa's minds, and they surged towards the city gates like madmen. Those who couldn't squeeze through the gates began to look for ladders to climb over the walls. Those in front were shot and killed, but those behind didn't care, charging straight ahead, trampling the Rakshasa beneath their feet and the orcs before them to death.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Ji Wu struck with both fists, first breaking the neck of the disabled Kubi, and then turned to entangle Sek. But as soon as he turned around, old Sek ran along the city wall into the distance. Before Ji Wu could react, the old orc had already slipped to a secluded spot, jumped off the city wall, and disappeared into the snowfield.

Seeing that the battle at Cavosburg was largely won, Qin Mo turned and ran towards Ulan-Ude, quickly disappearing into the darkness.

Kavos was extremely annoyed. The two orc generals he had sent out of the city a few days ago had not yet returned to report. This infuriated him. He had sent them to find a reptile that only knew how to sneak around and attack villages outside the city, so why hadn't it taken them so long? They must be lazing around in some Rakshasa settlement, drinking and being lazy. When they returned, he would definitely make them suffer.

He had drunk quite a bit and had just drifted off to sleep when he was startled awake by urgent knocking on the door. Cavos shook his still-dizzy head and irritably called out, "What's the rush?"

"My lord, fires have been lit in Cavosburg. I have sent two groups of men to investigate, but none have returned." The captain of the personal guard was Cavos's most trusted confidant, and he probably knew better than Cavos himself how much wealth was in Cavosburg.

"You idiot, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and bring the army to the rescue!" Cavos sobered up considerably immediately. The items in Cavosburg only belonged to him in name, but could a mere warlord like him really take such a big piece of meat? Which of the bigwigs in the clan wasn't a greedy old bastard?

“But King Bernoulli forbids the city gates to be opened at midnight. The scouts I sent down the city walls by slings. The main force can’t leave the city like that!” The captain of the guard was also extremely anxious. With Cavos’s downfall, he was no better off. He had offended many people and handled many of their affairs. There were many people who resented him and wanted him dead.

"Hmph, that coward Bernoulli dares to mess with me this time. I'll deal with him when I get back. I'm taking my personal guard; I'll go myself." Cavos, however, calmed down. Something seemed amiss tonight; it was best to investigate personally.

Cavos led several dozen guards down the city wall and rushed towards Cavosburg. He could see the flames of Cavosburg from miles away. He was furious. Who was the audacious bastard who dared to set fire to this place? The north wind was howling, and the wind was fanning the flames. Could this fire be put out?

Suddenly, Cavos's large body flickered strangely, and a black javelin silently grazed his shoulder and pierced the chest of the captain of his personal guard who had been following behind him.