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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.

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Chapter 432

The battle raged on, a chaotic dance of steel and magic. The Ereian soldiers, driven by their love for their city and their families, fought with a ferocity that belied their numbers. Aedan, his sword a blur of silver, moved through the streets, his men following his lead. Their goal was clear: drive the demons back and buy time for their families to escape.

The clamor of battle filled the air, a cacophony that echoed off the city's walls. The soldiers' attacks were desperate but effective, and slowly, they began to gain a bit of ground. The demons, with their otherworldly powers, were a formidable foe, but the Ereians fought with the strength of their conviction. The ground trembled beneath the weight of the orcish horde, a vast, undulating sea of muscular flesh and iron. Their guttural roars echoed across the plains, a symphony of war that chilled the heart.