Beside the main road of Midden Hill, in the cold and snowy wilderness, a logistics convoy was resting in a campsite.
The winter in Midden Hill was very cold, especially at night, when the air was as cold as ice. There were a few people in the logistics convoy. They were escorting goods that belonged to the Brittany Knight Legion.
The trees were very dense, and the terrifying Black Forest shrouded everything in sight. The rapidly growing trees were covered with thick snow. There was no need to explain how terrifying the Drakwald Forest was. In fact, apart from the group of battle maniacs who believed in Yurick, most of the locals of Midden didn't even dare to enter the Drakwald Forest at night.
The logistics convoy advanced slowly along the main road of Midden Hill. Most of them were peasants who were in charge of escorting the goods. A small portion of them were soldiers of Midden Hill. The convoy used oxcarts and horse carriages to transport the goods. There were many sheep in the convoy. The soldiers looked around cautiously in the darkness while holding torches.
The forest was as black as pitch in front of their eyes. At the same time, the cries of wild beasts and the oncoming wind and snow made the soldiers feel uncomfortable. The civilians in the convoy laughed at the Bretons. It was obvious that the people on the other side of the mountains were not used to the cold environment of Midden. They were really freezing.
Somewhere in the depths of the Drakwald Forest, an Orc army called the Ironhorn Army was secretly observing everything. When the Orc King Kash Ironhorn saw the oxcarts and sheep, he couldn't help drooling.
In the forest, thousands of Orc soldiers were gathered. They were eager to fight under the orders of the Orc King. They let out low and terrifying howls as they waited for the Orc King's orders. Then, they would charge out of the forest and kill the Humans. They would eat their livestock, chew their flesh, and drink their blood. Then, they would take their skulls and helmets as spoils of war and sacrifice them at the Devils Cliff.
"Meat … meat … fresh meat!"
"Humans … kill. Beasts … eat their fill … become stronger!"
Kashi Ironhorn raised his saber, which was made from an inferior horned beast. The Orc Orc King signaled for the beasts to wait. His beasts were excited as they craved for food and fresh blood. They craved for the blessings and attention of the God of Darkness. They were the Sons of Chaos, natural disasters, the end of civilization, and the creatures of the Blood Realm. They believed that the world would be destroyed by hooves.
After careful selection, this was the best location for an ambush. A few kilometers ahead was a large fortress where the garrison of Middeng Hill was stationed. If they delayed for too long, the patrols of Middeng Hill might appear.
Over the years, Middleton Hill's encirclement of the Orcs became more and more vicious. Boris Todbringer and his Wolves used the roads as a route to deal with the Orcs. They built many sentry posts, forts, and watchtowers along the way, and arranged for patrols to reduce the Orcs' living space. The Urick Believers and Wolves would charge deep into the forest to attack the Orcs.
The Orcs were different from the Chaos Warriors. They were corrupted by Chaos and needed food. Hence, the Orcs in the Drakwald Forest didn't go out of control because their food source was limited.
Winter was coming. The Humans were hungry, but the Orcs were hungrier. The inferior horned beasts, Horned Beasts, Giant Horned Beasts, and Centaurs, as well as the drooling Razorbeasts and War Hounds, were waiting for the orders of the Orc King.
Kashi Ironhorn raised its hand and gradually raised it. Then, it waved its hand forcefully.
Heavy footsteps were heard in the dense Black Forest and mountain ranges of Middeng Hill.
The hunt had begun!
The fastest beasts were a few Giant Horned Beasts. They were wielding large and broken two-handed axes. The Humans in the convoy were shocked when they saw the Orc army charging out from the roadside.
The massacre began. The Giant Horned Beasts withstood the crossbow fire of the soldiers and civilians. They used their shoulders to deflect the shields and Pikes. The convoy was caught off guard and was in chaos. The civilians and a few soldiers of the Empire tried to protect the convoy, but they were slaughtered by the Orcs.
A commoner of Midden Hill shouted Yurick's name in fear. Kash Iron Horn smirked and pushed his spear away with his shoulder. A human? Weaklings!
The civilian was knocked to the ground, and the rusty Greatsword cut open his stomach. The Orc King wasn't satisfied and continued to stab him. The smell of human flesh and blood permeated the air. It was a beautiful scene for the Orcs. Kashi continued to stab the civilian until he couldn't bleed anymore. Then, Kashi sheathed his Greatsword.
Behind the Orc King, the Orcs joined the battle. The Orcs were shouting wildly. The Giant Horned Beasts, Horned Beasts, Centaurs, Razorbeasts, and Battle Mastiffs continued to attack. The inferior Giant Horned Beasts greedily carried away the corpses of the Humans, cows, goats, and the captured supplies.
There were too many mouths in the forest waiting to be fed.
The Orcs had tasted the sweetness. The Orc King slammed his weapon and signaled the Orcs to ignore the loot, especially the Giant Horned Beasts, and focus on attacking the convoy.
Only a portion of the Orcs obeyed the Orc King. When two groups of Orcs with blood and minced meat gathered and prepared to attack the convoy, the battle situation changed.
The convoy was under the command of a few soldiers who were wearing bearskin hats and exquisite Dwarven armor. They had a murderous aura. The large wagons surrounded the city and formed a defensive line against the hills. The soldiers seemed to have extraordinary powers. Their actions calmed down the soldiers and civilians who were protecting the convoy.
Kash Ironhorn had never seen such Human soldiers before, but his Orc instincts told him that they were powerful enemies. In Middleton, the most powerful enemies that the Orcs had encountered were the White Wolf Knights of White Wolf City. Where did this bearskin hat and half-body plate armor come from?
"Kill … exterminate … Humans … Hoofs … Dominate the forest!" The Orcs didn't have high intelligence. Even the Orc King was the same. He ordered a few Giant Horned Beasts to be the vanguard and attack the fortress formed by the convoy.
"Long live the King!" The bearskin hat soldiers raised their Muskets at the Giant Horned Beasts. Their Muskets weren't the crudely made Muskets used by the soldiers of Middeng. Instead, they were explosive bullets from the Magic Workshop. When the bullets hit the hard skin of the Orcs, the outer shell would be stuck. Then the explosive bullets injected with fire energy would enter the Orc's body and explode.
"Boom! Boom, boom! " After a few explosions, the strongest Giant Horned Beasts fell to the ground. The rest of the Giant Horned Beasts were shot down by the Crossbows and Muskets. The Orc King roared angrily and went into battle.
The Orcs couldn't understand. To them, once the Human army entered the ambush, unless the Empire's army was very elite, they were doomed to be annihilated. If the Orcs judged that the enemy was very powerful, they would give up attacking.
The Orc King was unable to break through the defensive line. Seeing the Orc King, the bearskin hat soldiers were delighted. They looked at the Orc King as though he was their prey.
"Oh … Kill … Kill! Humans … Disgusting … Vermin! " Kash Ironhorn roared. He resisted the incoming Crossbow bolts and Musket bullets as he led a group of Giant Horned Beasts to break through the defense of the transport wagons. However, the soldiers of the transport wagons were prepared. The Orcs were unable to break through the dense formation of Pikes and Swords and Shields. The Orc King was shot in the chest by two arrows. Before the enemy could surround him, he was forced to retreat.
The fog on Middeng Hill Road was getting thicker.
Kash Ironhorn removed the Crossbow bolts from his chest. The resistance of the Humans was beyond his imagination. He saw the Human soldiers and civilians shouting orders to defend the defensive line. His subordinates roared in response and placed their Halberds and Pikes on their shields to form a solid metal wall.
The Orcs, or at least the Ironhorn Legion, were unable to deal with the Humans.
Kash Ironhorn considered retreating. However, the Orc King couldn't bear to give up on the supplies, the livestock, and the delicious meat of the Humans. It was December, the time when the Orcs were starving. The Orc King couldn't bear to give up. He stood at his spot.
A low and terrifying roar reverberated throughout the Black Forest and deep within the mountains of Middeng Hill. The echoes lingered in the darkness for tens of kilometers.
He was calling for reinforcements!
Before long, a large group of roaring Calamity Beasts emerged from the Black Forest. When they saw the transport wagons, they dispersed into a loose battle line. They used their Axes and Swords to knock on the shields while the Giant Horned Beasts and Horned Beasts used their hooves to scrape the ground.
Numerous Orc Legions and Gangs responded to Kash Ironhorn's call. They came for food and sacrifices to the God of Darkness. An Orc Shaman strode into the battlefield and read the will of the God of Darkness. Due to the taboo, he couldn't read the name of the Evil God. However, his appearance gave the Orcs great motivation.
It looked like the end of the Humans was coming. The Orc tribes from all directions had surrounded them. Many Orcs believed that they would have enough to eat and drink. Every Orc, who was at least a Horned Beast, would have a taste of fresh blood and flesh.
The Shaman waved his Skull Staff and made guttural sounds. The Orcs were everywhere in the forest. Their round eyes sparkled like fireflies trapped in amber. The strong Orcs made rustling sounds and muttered softly. They raised their Battle Axes, propped up their legs, and advanced with large strides.
The Howling Shaman began to cast a spell. As spellcasters among the wild Beastmen, the Howling Shaman had the ability to communicate with Chaos. Even though the God of Chaos wouldn't even look at them most of the time, this still earned them the respect of the monsters and wild Beastmen. The Minotaurs appeared at the Howling Shaman's call. They had strange muscles, violent emotions, huge bodies, and rusty axes that could pierce through armor. These terrifying beasts had slaughtered many human settlements in the Drakwald Forest. Now, these humans would be the next batch of victims.
It was time to offer sacrifices and let the God of Darkness notice their existence!
The Shaman stomped his Magic Staff on the ground. The Human soldiers were horrified to see countless crawling insects on the ground. The bugs, spiders, centipedes, and carnivorous beetles crawled up their pants. The defensive line was shaken, and the Human soldiers were at a loss. Their defensive line started to retreat.
The Shaman was overjoyed. He roared and pointed his Magic Staff at the Human soldiers in the circle, signaling them to attack.
Then, he released his second spell.
However, at this moment, the fog in Middleton Avenue was getting thicker and thicker. It was so thick that one could not even see his five fingers. The Screaming Shaman was still gathering his mana. In the thick fog, something began to approach rapidly.
The Beast King Kash – Iron Horn wanted to remind the Howling Shaman about what was in the thick fog and ask it to do some divination. However, a black arrow that was emitting a bright light pierced through the sky from hundreds of meters away in a perfect arc and hit the Howling Shaman right in the chest. The black arrow penetrated the Howling Shaman's chest, and the holy power contained in the arrow evaporated the Chaos and dirty magic power. The Howling Shaman howled in pain and slowly fell down.
This incident shocked the 4,000 Orcs who had entered the battlefield. They roared furiously. Kash Ironhorn said, "Humans … despicable. Beasts … eat … kill … hmm?"
The ground shook amidst the galloping of horses.
In the thick fog, groups of Knights appeared from the illusion. The Knights rode their horses through Middleton Avenue and charged into the Orcs. Hundreds of Knights stabbed hundreds of Orcs to death.
Kash Ironhorn looked at the scene in disbelief. He couldn't understand why none of the Orcs smelled the scent of the Human reinforcements. The Orcs were besieged from two sides. What made the Orcs fearful was the loud military singing in the thick fog.
"I like fried onions. Of course, this is a good onion ~"
"I like fried onions, I like onions, I like onions ~"
The Bearskin Hats joined the battle and massacred the Orcs. The scattered Orcs were helpless against the Bearskin Hats. They fell like wheat being reaped.
Were the Humans singing praises of onions?
The Orc King saw more Knights appearing from the thick fog. They weren't affected by the fog at all. The Orcs were in trouble. The Knights used their Lances and Swords to destroy the Orc formation, and the Orc formation was in disarray. The death of the Howling Shaman was a psychological blow to the Orcs. To the Orcs, the Howling Shaman was a blessing from the God of Chaos. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Orcs attempted to escape. But the Orcs, who were being attacked from both sides, discovered that besides the Knights, there were more Infantrymen on the battlefield. The Infantrymen blocked the Orcs in the middle of Middleton Avenue. To deal with the new threat, Kash Ironhorn ordered the Big Horn Beasts and Minotaurs to deal with the new Human army.
It was useless. The Orc army was like a piece of metal that was placed between an anvil and a hammer. They were attacked from both sides, and their casualties were alarming. They couldn't hold on for long. As both sides surrounded each other, Kashi Iron Horn was engulfed in despair.
He couldn't eat meat.
The Orc King ordered the remaining soldiers, including two groups of Bighorn Beasts and a group of Minotaurs, to charge out of the darkness of Drakwald Forest.
"Chain Lightning!"
A cold voice was heard from afar. It sounded like a female Human's voice, and it aroused Kash Ironhorn's desire to mate. She summoned terrifying lightning bolts that swept across the battlefield and created a storm among the Orcs. The lightning bolts danced crazily among the Orcs, and all the Orcs who were touched by the lightning bolts were turned into ashes.
It was impossible to see where the enemy was in the thick fog, but they seemed to be everywhere. The sound of muskets rang out in the fog, and the Minotaurs fell one after another. Kashi Ironhorn roared in anger, but it and its servants could not find their way in the fog that was getting thicker and thicker.
Gradually, there were fewer and fewer Orcs. They were either swallowed by the fog or lying in pools of blood.
Finally, a Golden Cup Knight appeared in the thick fog. Kashi Ironhorn saw his magnificent ancestral armor and his long Lance. The Orc Orc King was furious and challenged him.
The Golden Cup Knight was very powerful. The Orc King was stabbed in the shoulder, but the lance did not break. Instead, a silvery white figure of a stag appeared in the light and shadow. The stag's antlers hit Kashi Ironhorn's shoulder, causing the Orc King to lose his balance. Then, a knight's sword pierced into his chest, causing a large amount of blood to flow out of the wound.
Duke Jisoleiox, Hagan, slashed the Orc King to the ground. The Duke looked at the half-dead Orc King with arrogance and disdain. His servants charged forward and beheaded Kash Ironhorn, who had died with his eyes wide open, and presented it to the Duke. Duke Hagan grabbed the Orc King's head and said, "In the name of the Lady! The Orc King is beheaded! "
A dignified voice came from the thick fog and said, "That's enough."
The thick fog covering the battlefield dispersed, and the Knight Legion appeared. Knight King, Laing, and Lake Goddess Morgiana observed the battlefield side by side. The battlefield was littered with Orc corpses.
A clean victory in the counterattack opened the curtains of this great expedition to rescue the Imperium. The knight army tasted the first drop of blood in the long-distance land conquest.
Uduin's counterattack ended with the disappearance of the thick fog. He had killed an Orc King, a Howling Shaman, two Minotaurs, five teams of Bighorn Beasts, and more than 4,000 Orcs.
"This way, those disgusting scums will be more obedient." Laing said coldly, "There's not much time left. We have to hurry and meet up with Boris Todbringer's Midden army!"
"Yes!"
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