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Rise of the Horde

Xiao Chen was once a great soldier of Huaxia known for his strange, unique but effective tactics and plans during operations. He would always assume command and orchestrate highly-dangerous missions and would lead his unit to success. He was known for being a great commander which made his military rank soar, from being a young lieutenant freshly graduate from the academy to becoming one of the youngest general that Huaxia had ever seen. Sadly though his military career was cut short when he was deeply involved in the older generals politics. He died a tragic death when he was murdered by the men who he trusted so much and considered his brothers. His soul wandered through the river of time and space still seeking vengeance and was soon swallowed up by a swirling light. He soon found himself in the body of a monster or that's what others consider him to be. He had a hulking figure pack with muscles,towering nearly 7ft tall, a pair thick tusks jutting out from his mouth and lupine ears along with the great desire for battle welling up inside him. He begins his new journey as a green hulking monster or an orc as what his kind was called, a monster born for war and lived for war.

Draejon · Krieg
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Chapter 399

Both armies advanced towards each other with caution. The javelineers from the side of the horde rapidly marched forward. They left behind the sword and shield infantry that was following them by a good margin.

Their ranks skewed but nonetheless still intact.

The Ereian center advanced forward as if like a crawl. Soldiers at the forefront were concerned for their safety after seeing the enemies that they were going up against first. A few lashing from the officers forced the panicking soldiers to stay in their ranks.

The Ereian frontline was finally within range. Javelins began soaring into the air. The missile units from the side of the horde drew first blood.

"Shields up! Continue moving forward!" the officers in control of the center roared their commands. With no choice, the soldiers under their command inched forward albeit more slowly than before. They were all trying their best to protect themselves with their shields.