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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 · Guerra
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491 Chs

Chapter 409

The morning sun's golden hue over the battlefield, signalled the commencement of the Ereian army's assault on the town. Commander Rakabis, his face set in a determined expression, directed his forces with calculated precision.

The magic cannons, having unleashed their full power with the magic crystals, now fired less destructive shots, but they remained deadly nonetheless. Wave after wave of Ereian soldiers charged towards the walls, their battle cries echoing across the plains. The mages, their eyes alight with arcane power, unleashed spells to support the advancing troops.

The orcs, waiting within the confines of the town, greeted their foes with fierce resistance. They welcomed the Ereian army with a storm of iron, their sharp weapons glinting in the morning light. The clash of swords and the thunder of war drums filled the air as the two forces collided.