Sous' Chicken Soup! The Orcs were Touched!

(Up atop the mountain)

"Mr. Sous, you should be more careful." Mercy was behind Sous. He was worried that Sous would be killed by a trap. Sous was not a swordmaster, much less a sorcerer.

Sous, on the other hand, acted as if he had not heard anything. He walked leisurely at the front and did not seem to mind at all. Even if he had to die, he would be the first to do so. Since when was it any of those beastmen's turn?

He was now going up the mountain despite knowing the dangers ahead. In the past, he would definitely think, is this person's brain damaged?

They were not quick on foot. They walked very slowly. If someone wanted to assassinate him in the forest, it would only take one arrow. As long as their archery skills were not too bad.

Of course, he had heard Mercy's words. If it was in the past, he would definitely need a few beastmen to lead the way, but it was different now.

Sous smiled. "Mercy, that's something you don't understand. The more they try to stop us, the easier it is for us to climb the mountain. All they can do is seal off their gates. As long as I'm here and I have faith, there will be endless opportunities for us. And that's exactly what we need. To blossom in the most bleak of situations. The most painful part in battles is to watch your enemy break through the layers of traps you've already set up and reach them in one piece. When we reach them, we've actually already won. As for them, their spirits would have taken a huge hit. Besides, we still have numerous heads of their comrades. They'll only be more subdued."

"Mr Sous, we naturally understand what you're saying, but…" The fact that Sous could say this made Mercy even more impressed. In terms of the human mind, Mr Sous had a firm grasp on it.

Sous smiled calmly and looked at the path ahead. He walked slowly. "Don't go looking for excuses before you fail. They just want us to leave Bandit Mountain. The purpose of these traps is to let people know when to retreat, and follow the bandits' wishes. Life will always give you troubles. If we throw our troubles to others, life will not be perfect. If I die here, it's fate. Such beautiful scenery, but alas all will be destroyed."

Mercy did not really understand what Sous said. He only felt that it was profound but not unreasonable, but he also felt that it was inappropriate. "Mr. Sous, what do you mean by that? I am ignorant and cannot understand."

Sous laughed and said, "Chicken soup."

"?" Mercy's nose twitched. His sense of smell was sharp, but he could not smell the chicken soup.

"What I meant is that my words are a kind of chicken soup," explained Sous.

"Chicken soup?" Mercy muttered to himself. He could not exactly understand. He somewhat understood, but did not know how to express it.

"This chicken soup sounds very refreshing. Mr. Sous, can I have another one?"

"So be it." Sous laughed. He loved to laugh. Finally, his gaze fell on a stone tablet in front of him. The words" Bandit Mountain" were written on it.

Mercy now felt that Sous was unfathomable.

Sous thought for a moment, then stepped forward to face them. The group behind him stopped. "Success," he said. "There's no fixed pattern. As long as you do your best, and work hard, you'll be proud. As long as you've been through it, endured it, honed your skills, and improved them, you'll be very successful. Everyone, the number of men we have now, I'd like to see the same numbers when we return."

Finally, with the last line from Sous, the entire army was stunned.

In battles, how could there not be death?

What Sous said was probably wishful thinking, but one had to admit that he was very inspiring. No one wanted to die. No one wanted their bones to be left here.

"We will return to the tribe together, Sir Sous!"

"We will return to the tribe together, Sir Sous!"

"We will return to the tribe together, Sir Sous!"

"We will return to the tribe together, Sir Sous!"

…

At this moment, all the wild beasts in the forest had been scared away by the angry roars of the beastmen. The birds in the trees flew and fled.

Sous continued, "We can slowly move forward, but we can't retreat. No matter how strong our opponents are, they won't be able to withstand our endless perseverance. If you feel tired, the best way is to tire yourself out. Just like this stone tablet, even if the wind blows and rain blows, he won't sink into the mud. Even if I put pressure on it…"

Sous' palm landed on the stone tablet. In order to match his chicken soup, he pressed down on the stone tablet.

The next moment, on the road, on the trees, and on the ground, a pile of knives, swords, and wooden stakes suddenly fell towards the ground.

"..."

The cheers instantly fell silent.

Sous was dumbfounded.

For a moment, he was extremely shocked.

This was the core of the traps. As long as he pressed it down, could he destroy all the traps?

… Meanwhile…

This place was dead silent.

Then, even more terrifying cheers erupted. There was worship in every one of the beastmen. Even Mercy could not tell that the tablet was the core of all the traps.

They had originally thought that there would be a problem with Sous' reckless charge. They were wrong, very wrong. Sous seem to have figured out the traps in Bandit Mountain. Therefore, they had been following Sous all this while without any casualties. Now, they had even broken through all the traps in one go.

This was Sous.

"We will return to the tribe together, Sir Sous!"

"We will return to the tribe together, Sir Sous!"

"We will return to the tribe together, Sir Sous!"

"We will return to the tribe together, Sir Sous!"

…

On the Bandit Mountain,

Everyone had heard the loud commotion coming from the foot of the mountain. None of them were deaf. In fact, some of them had rushed up the mountain to report it after the killings of their comrades.

"Your Majesty, the beastmen are here. They seem to be here to destroy us. There are a few hundred of them." A small figure cried out as he ran in.

"The Beastmen, how dare they." The woman sitting at the top was furious. "Now that you have interfered with our bandit tribe, it is our business now. Why did they suddenly come to eliminate us? They should have a reason, right?"

Of course, it was impossible for them to know that the target of the beastmen was just the few women offerings that they needed for their Ritual.

"I don't know."

At the same time, a series of angry roars echoed from the foot of the mountain.

"What is the meaning of this? Are they trying to show off their power to us?"

"Leader, calm down. We don't believe that so many of them will be able to arrive at our door. We have already predicted that someone might attack us after so many years. We have already set up traps on the way."