Haca Dynasty Army Camp…
"Commander, let me take my men to raid those Orcs in the middle of the night," a man with an eyepatch covering his left eye said with a smile. "I promise that their little Fortress will fall before sunrise."
"You? Oh, please. We all know that you will just mess this up," a middle-aged lady snorted in disdain. "It will be best if I lead the night raid. Those Orcs will have no idea what hit them."
"No! It will be me who will destroy their fortress and snap Barca's head off!" the Commander of the Vanguard, who had given the order to attack the Fortress a few hours ago, declared. "If not for the Great General's strict order that I could not personally attack the Fortress at that time, it might have already fallen by now."
Several men and women scoffed at the Vanguard Commander, but they couldn't refute his words. He was one of the High-Rankers of the Haca Dynasty and had proven his mettle through many campaigns over the past decade.