"Chief, there are enemies on the move towards the center of the battlefield." Fukarr informed Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen and his commanders quickly made their way to the frontline of the formation. The orc infantry parted their tight formation as the chieftain and the commanders made their way through them.
"Trot'thar, what do you see?"
Xiao Chen asked his commander who had the longest eyesight among them. The only thing he could make out while staring at their enemies who are on the move are vague silhouettes.
"I see hobgoblins, chief. A dozen of them and one bigger hobgoblin with a crown on its head." Trot'thar reported as he stared at his chieftain. He rubbed his eyes many times and checked on their enemies again and again, but he sees the same thing no matter how many times and hard he rubs his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Chen asked in confusion as the actions of Trot'thar puzzled him.