“Whoah!”
“The gates are broken, chwiik!”
Orcs started to shout excitedly.
Three of the nearby Elves immediately rushed to the breach.
“Don’t let the Orcs pass!”
“Grow it! Grow the new wall!”
“Use magic! We’ll hold him off!”
Three Elves attacked Weed with spears. They needed to get rid of the enemy as fast as possible to free space for mages to create a new wall.
“Die!”
A sharp spear tip shot towards Weed, but he just slightly moved his hand and deflected his opponent’s weapon to the side.
“At once! Attack!”
Three spear struck one spot simultaneously, but Weed wasn’t there any more.
Even with his armor polished and clothes ironed, if he took those 3 strikes, his health would have dropped to a critical level. That’s because his equipment was junk!
In his entire time as an Orc, Weed wasn’t able to find or receive as a reward anything decent. And he didn’t want to spend anything on buying or creating new gear. Besides because of his increased body size creating a fitting armor required more materials.
“Chwiiik!”
So all he had left was to dodge opponents’ attacks. After using his overwhelming strength to deflect the next combined attack of Elves, Weed lunged forward.
The health of the Elf in the middle dropped by half, but Weed had to jump aside again to dodge the other 2 spears.
Weed was fighting on top of his ability, showing miraculous skill, moving bare inches from the opponents’ spears. He was using everything he knew, both what he was taught and what he learned all by himself. His every move was full of strength and harmony.
As a result by the time firs Orcs reached the breach, Weed has already defeated all 3 elves and the gates were captured.
Weed smiled happily at his brethren and used Lion Roar:
“Orcs, chwichwiik, attack! Destroy! Loot! Kill!”
You used Lion Roar.
Fighting Spirit of nearby friendly troops increased by 200%.
All confusion has been removed.
Leadership increased by 195% for 5 minutes.
The Orcs, who were suffering great losses since the beginning of the battle were back in high spirits!
“Chwiiik!”
“Fight, chwiriri!”
The horde was pouring into the fortress through the broken gates.
In this situation Dark Elves didn’t have a choice but to retreat back to their village. The path to it was riddled with numerous traps and Orcs, who tried to chase them had a hard time. Once more, like at the beginning of the battle, they were dying in hundreds, if not thousands.
But despite all the traps, magic and arrows of Elves, Orcs were advancing! The battle now moved to the edge of the village, where retreating Elves created another line of defences. They were holding for now, but they couldn’t imagine what will they do when the main forces of Orcs arrive.
“Hey, it’s mine!”
“I took it first, chwiik!”
Some Orcs started looting the houses.
Weed was watching it with tears. Though Elves didn’t have much gold or silver, they had some very rare gemstones, fruits and animal hides. If he sold all of it, he would receive tons of money!
Weed was terribly jealous, but he couldn’t stay and take part in looting.
First he has to complete the mission of the Order of Freya. To get into the temple! As fast as possible!
The temple of necromancers was located on a high cliff.
While Orcs were leading their fierce battle against Elves, Buren, Becker, Hosram, Dale and other soldiers were slowly and carefully climbing up. Even before the battle started, Weed planned their path and ordered to climb up.
“Huff!”
“Hold on.”
Soldiers were supporting each other and steadily climbing the mountain. As Weed didn’t have any special equipment for this occasion, they could only count on their own strength. And if warriors were climbing more or less confidently, the weak priests of Freya were on the verge of death.
The only thing they could rely on was the Vampire Lord Tori!
He transformed into a giant bat and watched soldiers carefully so none of them falls to their death. And The Death knight was helping exhausted soldiers.
If even a single Dark Elf happened to pass above them at that time, they would be in a trouble. But all the Elves were distracted by the Orcs, gathered at their walls, so the soldiers managed to reach the top of the cliff without any caasualties.