《Rise of the Horde 》Chapter 73
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Slow and steady steps, Xiao Chen's army march towards their foes. The synchronized footsteps helped in bolstering their morale despite going up against a more numerous enemy.
The battle horns reverberated as Xiao Chen's army came to a halt. The orc infantry readied their javelins to be thrown and just waited for their targets to come in range. Like a tide of the sea, the corrupted creatures came in massive charge. Thier thundering footsteps made the orcs uneasy, but they had trust in their chieftain's leadership.
"Release!"
The command came as the orcs threw their readied javelins towards their unsuspecting targets. Accompanying the javelins were bolts of iron that flew a good distance from the rear.
The trolls were quick to shoot the scorpions and started continuously showering their foes with deadly iron bolts, skewering one or more with every strike.
After the shower of javelins was lifted. Xiao Chen raised his spear and shouted the command to charge which the ogres were patiently waiting. The ogres were itching to crash through their enemies and with command to charge given.
They charged with all their might towards their enemies, who had a broken battle line after the shower of javelins and iron bolts. With a loud crash, the front lines crashed against each other. The ogres had a simple time diving deep into the broken enemy battle line as they swatted away any of the corrupted creatures that came their way.
Sakh'arran glanced left and right and shouted, "Keep up with the ogres! Don't let them get all the fun."
With their adrenaline pumping up, the orc army infantry joined in the fray and took part in the ensuing chaos of the melee. With every inch that they gained pushing their enemies back, a resounding "Awooh!" would echo.
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Xiao Chen gripped his spear hard and smacked his first victim with the sharp end of his spear, destroying the goblin's skull as blood and brain matter scattered. He shook his spear to get rid of the gooey substance that coated his spear and winded it up for another strike.
His right arm steady and through, he pierced right through the torso of a corrupted orc that lunged at him. The heavier weight of the corrupted orc made him stumble backwards a few steps. With his foot, Xiao Chen kicked away the corpse of the corrupted orc to free his weapon.
He rammed through the goblins with his shield and bashed them with it while trying to free his spear from the corpse of the corrupted orc.
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Brazan smiled happily as he bashed the corrupted creatures with his maces, pummeling them to broken pieces of flesh and black blood. He kicked, bite and smash any foolish foe that came his way. "Hahaha! Come! Come! My weapon still hungers!"
The ogres were tearing apart all those who came their way. Smashing left and right with their maces and showed no bit of mercy.
Xiao Chen was glad that he had them equipped with two maces which made them more destructive and dangerous instead of having them carry shields which they don't use in their fighting style.
The ogres created a trail of mashed up flesh which were no longer distinguishable from which creature do they belong to. It was all chaos and confusion as blood and chunks of flesh are flying everywhere, shouts, screams and grunts echoed all over the place.
From above, iron bolts continued raining down, skewering those that didn't evade in time and nailing them to the blood-soaked ground.
Xiao Chen joined in the formation of his orc warriors and seek refuge in their combined strength as they pushed their way forward. Their shields keeping their foes at bay and their spears being thrusted forward to pierce through those that stood in front of them.
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A solid line of towering shields was finally established as the initial chaos of the clash between the two armies settled. The ogres were up front and continued on their path of slaughter and destruction while a solid line of orcs followed just right behind them.
"Establish the line! Wait for your comrades!"
The commanders bellowed commands to take control of the progress of the battlefield. After the battle-line was finally established solidly.
"Push!"
"Strike!"
"Restore!"
Commands kept coming in as the orc infantry kept up with the commands being thrown at them. There were some variety of executions performed as the orc warriors acted the commands by their own judgement depending on the situation that they are in. They were allowed to respond by their own discretion on the commands being given to them, depending on their circumstances.
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The Rumbling Clan finally managed to get behind their enemy's lines, but the Screech Demons were flying towards them. Dug'mhar stared at the flying creatures with a mischievous smile on his lips as he readied his new weapon. "Ready your weapons and shoot those imperfect creatures down. Show them our new weapons that are totally suited for the perfect warrior, the perfect me."
The Rhakaddons slowed down on their movements as their riders repositioned themselves for the upcoming engagement. The Screech Demons began their descent towards the warriors of the Rumbling Clan to pick them up one by one, but they are oblivious to the fact that they are already in danger.
Smaller iron bolts came flying in as the Screech Demons had their skin membrane wings torn apart by the shower of iron bolts. They spun out-of-control midair as their wings no longer respond to their wills as there were gaping holes in their wings. The Screech Demons crashed to the ground hard, as their wings can no longer maintain them in the air.
"It's time to RUMBLE!"
"Trample them!"
Dug'mhar gave the order as the Rhakaddons increased their paces and charged towards the Screech Demons, who were still disoriented after crashing towards the ground. The Screech Demons were stumbling on their hind legs as they try to regain their bearings when the massive Rhakaddons trampled through them and were crushed under the sheer weight and power of Rhakaddons' hooves.
Dug'mhar rallied his clan members to hunt down and pursue the remaining dozens of Screech Demons that were trying to fly away despite their wings no longer functioning like they used to.
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