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After pondering for a moment, Pufa continued, "Our special operations battalion is divided into two parts: the 'Assault' Special Operations Battalion for frontal assaults and the 'Specter' Special Operations Battalion for combat behind enemy lines. The Assault Special Operations Battalion must maintain a brave and fearless fighting style, dealing heavy blows to the Orcs on the front lines.

The Specter Special Operations Battalion, on the other hand, should continue to leverage your advantages in stealth and agility to carry out sabotage and reconnaissance behind enemy lines, providing accurate intelligence for our operations."

His gaze swept across the crowd as he said sternly, "Do you know why His Highness the Crown Prince wants to deploy both divisions at the same time?"

The crowd shook their heads in unison, their faces filled with confusion.

Pufa straightened his body slightly and said solemnly, "His Highness's purpose is very simple. In addition to reconnaissance and assassination, he also wants us to create chaos from time to time, delaying the Orcs' advance.

The battlefield we are on is complex and volatile, and the strength of the Orcs cannot be underestimated. Our mission is to disrupt their deployments through various means, buying the Empire more time to prepare for defense and counterattack."

A firm resolve shone in Pufa's eyes: "We must not fail His Highness the Crown Prince's expectations, nor can we allow the Empire's people to fall into the flames of war. Every operation must be carefully planned to ensure that the expected results are achieved.

The Dogfolk Orcs were lithe and had a keen sense of smell. Their noses could detect the faintest scents, providing accurate intelligence to the team.

As the two sides gradually approached, the tension grew more intense.

Relying on their agility, the Rabbitfolk Orcs quickly moved through the forest, searching for the best combat positions.

Like nimble sprites, they leaped among the branches and darted through the bushes, making them difficult to track.

The Dogfolk Orcs closely followed behind the Rabbitfolk Orcs, their eyes filled with vigilance, constantly preparing for potential dangers.

The human scouts were not to be outdone. They advanced cautiously, using the terrain and vegetation of the forest for cover.

Their steps were light and steady, their weapons ready to strike at any moment.

When they discovered traces of the Orc scouts, they immediately stopped and formed a battle formation.

A fierce battle erupted instantly.

The Rabbitfolk Orcs launched the first attack, leaping down from the branches like lightning, their short swords flashing with cold light as they stabbed at the human scouts.

The human scouts reacted quickly, raising their shields to defend and simultaneously wielding their weapons to counterattack.

The Dogfolk Orcs lurked nearby, waiting for an opportunity. They used their keen sense of smell and hearing to find openings in the human scouts' defenses.

Once they found an opportunity, they would rush forward without hesitation, using their sharp teeth and claws to deliver a fatal blow to the human scouts.

The human scouts faced the combined attack of the Rabbitfolk and Dogfolk Orcs without fear.

They cooperated with each other, working in perfect harmony.

Some were responsible for defense, some for offense, and some for cover.

Their combat skills were skilled and decisive, and every attack was accurate.

In the fierce battle, the forest was filled with shouts of battle and the clash of weapons.

Blood stained the ground red, and the wounded warriors groaned in pain, but they still did not give up the fight.

The Rabbitfolk Orcs used their agile movements to constantly evade the attacks of the human scouts, while also looking for opportunities to counterattack.

The Dogfolk Orcs relied on their strength and speed to engage in close combat with the human scouts.

The human scouts also constantly adjusted their tactics, using their ranged weapons to attack the Orc scouts.

Bolts flew through the forest like shooting stars, posing a great threat to the Orc scouts.

At the same time, they also used the terrain to their advantage, setting traps in an attempt to trap the Orc scouts.

As the battle progressed, both sides paid a heavy price.

But neither side retreated, because they knew that this battle was about the fate of their homes and races.

In this forest, only the strong could survive.

The Rabbitfolk Orc chieftain, seeing his people constantly being injured, was filled with anger.

He let out a shrill cry, summoning all the Rabbitfolk Orcs to prepare for a large-scale attack. The Rabbitfolk Orcs quickly gathered together, their eyes filled with determination.

The human scouts also sensed the Rabbitfolk Orcs' resolve, and they gripped their weapons tightly, preparing to face this life-or-death challenge.

At this critical moment, the human scout captain, Banbus, decisively ordered, "Prepare to use that thing! For the Empire, for the Human race!"

The other scouts, upon hearing this order, couldn't help but show a hint of determination in their eyes.

They understood that this might be the last resort, but for the glory of the Empire and the future of the Human race, they would go without hesitation.

The Rabbitfolk Orcs surged forward like a tide, their attacks swift and frenzied.

Their small figures contained immense power, and their short swords gleamed with cold light in the sunlight, each attack carrying a determination to kill.

The human scouts resisted stubbornly, forming a solid line of defense with their shields.

They huddled together tightly, using their bodies and courage to withstand the Rabbitfolk Orcs' onslaught.

But the Rabbitfolk Orcs' attacks were simply too fierce, and the human scouts were gradually losing ground.

Their arms began to tremble, and cracks appeared on their shields. However, they did not retreat,

still holding their ground.

Just then, the Dogfolk Orcs joined the battle.

They charged in from the flanks, putting tremendous pressure on the human scouts.

The Dogfolk Orcs were extremely fast, and their teeth and claws were like sharp weapons, constantly attacking the human scouts' defenses.

The human scouts were in a predicament, but they did not give up. They were still resisting stubbornly, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

Banbus, seeing that he had attracted almost all of the Orc scouts, revealed a resolute smile: "For the Empire!"

The other scouts shouted in unison: "For the Empire!"