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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 · 军事
分數不夠
502 Chs

Chapter 419

//Detecting//

//System Adjustment Required//

//System Adjustment T-24 hours//

That was the last thing that the enigmatic system of his said before going silent once more. Khao'khen just put the thought of the system coming back online on back of his mind, it was not like he was fully dependent on it.

The gilded halls of Ereia's palace echoed with nervous whispers. While the banners of the royal family still flew proudly above the city, the absence of their king cast a heavy shadow over the assembled court. King Gyassi, unconscious after the brutal clash with the Orcish horde, lay in the royal chambers, his well-being still unknown.

The Queen, Elara, a woman renowned for her grace and wisdom, had refused to take the reins of the kingdom, citing her lack of military experience. In her stead, the Chancellor, Lord Eamon, a wiry man with a perpetually furrowed brow, had assumed the role of acting ruler.