Link the Orc

I ran and watched the battlefield lightly. The number of Humans is roughly three times that of our Orcs. Many. Humans are cowards who don't want to battle for no advantage, unlike us Orcs. It's because you're confident you can win. If we're good, we could die right here.

Should we retreat?

Hmm?! What was I thinking? Falling back is for cowards. How could I think that?! I was ashamed to think of myself as a proud Orc warrior.

“Quwah!”

I shouted to get rid of my shame and thoughts. unacceptable. It must have been a head injury. I wouldn't have thought otherwise. But no matter how much you get hurt, you still think you're weak. He must have sustained a major head injury. It caused a big injury momentarily.

I took a deep breath and screamed out loud.

“I am Gräkkar, the Orc warrior! Brothers! I'm joining the battle!! ”

I've been trending for a while, but I'm the tallest man in this unit. In other words, he was leading them as the strongest warrior. The brothers will be more empowered if they find out that I joined the battlefield.

You rush towards the nearest man. You grip the axe handle with both hands and swing it with all your might. The Human Swordsman, my target, grips his teeth and raises his shield.

“Kuwa!”

Stupid human! How dare a human stop my axe!

Qajik!

“Grrrgh!"

The axe slams straight into the shield. The shield breaks in half and the human sits still, unable to withstand the power on the axe. You raise your axe in front of the Fallen Human. The human tries to raise his shield again, but he doesn't. Of course. If you had the courage to stop my attack from happening, you would have ruined the Human weakness. Broken arms or equivalent injuries.

It cracks the skull of a defenseless human. The axe slashes your head and spreads it through your hands. Excited. Battle. I hurried towards another human being immediately.

One... he knocks his shield down with his foot and leaps forward, stomping on his thighs and face. Orcs weigh twice as much as Humans. A country that boasts three times the size of Orcs. A weak man suffers a fatal wound just by walking by like that.

Two... I never imagined the man in front of me would collapse so futilely. He shrugs a fool standing over him with his shield. Humans held up their shields in a hurry, but the weak and light Humans can barely handle my charge.

The human leaves his shield in the air and flies back. I trampled the head of a man who was motionless in shock, just like before. I just stepped on it more forcefully than before, and I broke my skull. Breaking the hair on my toes made me feel more excited.

Three... Unlike the three idiots who killed earlier, I pulled out my sword and stabbed myself in the neck without trying to shield myself.

Yes, wiser than the previous humans. If you want to shield an Orc from human themes that differ greatly from their strength and my attacks that are stronger than normal Orcs, at least five or six people will have to agree. So it is wise for a human being alone to attack and try to make a living in my body.

The attack is quite sharp. If it were another brother, it would be dangerous. If it was another brother. It's of no use to me. You swing your right arm from the inside out and flick your sword. Your arm is cut off by a sword, but it doesn't matter. The wound is not deep because of the thick, tough hide.

I flicked the sword hard, and the human loses his balance and his right half is exposed unstoppable. You swing your left hand with the axe and snap your neck. My head splitted from my body and jumped up into the sky.

You pause for a moment and pick up the neck of a fallen human. Humans of a higher rank are wearing more colorful equipment than the humans who killed them before. I threw my head at the humans. Humans who retreat in a panic look ridiculous.

“Gruuuhhh!”

I shouted with open arms. I heard the screams of the answering brothers everywhere. I just rubbed the blood from the cut on my right arm on the palm of my hand.

Yeah, this is it. Warm blood on your face makes it even better. I could feel the heat burning all over me. This cat must be watching me.

“I will prove my valor to Caroc! ”

We run again. The humans scattered one by one as the progress collapses and pass by. Humans who fall alone are weak. Killing those weaklings won't prove me to Carroc. My goal is a group of humans who are still making progress behind them.

Humans grow stronger as they work together. If we stick together and put out our shields against each other, even Orcs will be blocked. And no matter how tough and hard the skins of dozens of Black Thrust from all sides are, they can only be pierced.

That's why it's worth it. Throw yourself at a powerful enemy. There are hundreds of thousands of Orcs. Of all the Orcs in the world, being a noticeable Orc of Caroc is more than just ordinary battles.

The Humans are getting closer. There are dozens of shields and swords. The closer I got, the more intense the force pressed me. This feeling of tightening all over, death is getting closer.

“Grrrghhh!”

My axe falls over dozens of shields, cluttered together like a single shield.

Kuang!

The wall of the shield falters briefly, but soon it regroups and becomes sturdy. And the swords that protrude from between the shield walls. Stabbed me and grazed me. In an instant, five or six wounds were carved into my body.

“Khhh...”

Yeah, this should do it. Dangerous and painful, but exciting. I feel death approaching, but where there is intense death, there is his gaze. Caroc, look at me. Your creature, your son, your warrior will give you a fierce battle.

“Gruahhhh!”

You swing your axe back and slam into the wall of your shield. It's still hard. I can't break through that solid wall by myself. However, I heard the screams of the brothers from nearby. You saw me and you were on fire. They're also warriors who live to get Caroc's attention. No brother shuns the sight of God for fear of death.

Boom, boom! Bang, bang!

You hear the sound of the brothers' axes hitting the wall of the shield in succession. The wall of the shield trembles.

* * *

“Khh... khh... khh...”

I can barely breathe. The wound around the four swords in my body is almost a bag. The blood pools into a pool and the arm with the axe trembles.

You'll die. Even a strong Orc with a strong body.Even if I have this much blood on my wounds, it's hard to survive. But, um...

“Khhh...”

I had a laugh. I had fun. Today I was brave. The brothers were brave, but I was braver than that. I retrieved the Human Sword from the very front, struck the Human Shield at the very front, and killed the most humans. And I won.

More than 300 humans lay dead in the meadow. Though they were weak, they were brave and strong. The remaining number of brothers proves it. The number of brothers left was less than ten. There were about 100 of us in the beginning, so more than 90 brothers were killed in this battle. And more than half of the remaining brothers will die. Including me.

But no one is sad or depressed. Rather, I'm delighted. I've been forced to charge against a powerful enemy and triumph.

“Grrrghhhhhhh!”

I shouted my victory from deep inside my lungs. Few brothers answered.

The brothers who went first must have gone to Caroc's side. They were brave. And some brothers will soon be by Caroc's side. I would be one of them. I'm going to the closest place to Caroc. That's why it's fun to live and fight, but it's also fun to die and be by Caroc's side.

My legs twitch, but I never kneel. I'm going to Caroc soon, so I want to see him as he is. Kneel before him.

“Gräkkar! Gräkkar! ”

The brothers have chosen my name. Is it because of my bravery?

“Caroc's Chosen Grakkar! ”

You were chosen by Caroc? With Caroc's choice... I quickly lowered my head to examine myself. A little red fog was blooming around my body.

“Khh.”

I smiled naturally. He still wants me to fight to keep him entertained on the ground. The red fog gradually darkened and soon completely enveloped my body and became invisible from the outside. And, uh...

- Caroc's blessings are in order.

You've been promoted from Orc Warrior to Big Orc Warrior.

You obtained the skill 'Caroc's Sight.’

I hear voices. A message from Caroc. When Caroc's blessings are blessed, the messenger speaks on his behalf. It is the glorious role of those closest to him among the Orcs who died and went to him. I'll play this role later.

I feel it. The red mist begins to absorb into me, and the sword in my body pushes away and falls to the ground. The wounds healed and gradually grew bigger. A large body is a measure of strength. I'm getting stronger.

“Grrrgh! I am Gräkkar, the Orc warrior! You've been blessed by Caroc! ”

I burst with excitement the shout of joy. The brothers shouted for congratulations.

* * *

- Morning, sunshine! Stand up.

Along with the sound of the bell, Han opened his eyes.

“Damn it.”

A harsh word came out. I have no choice. I had that fucking dream in a row. That was right after the exact end.

“What the hell kind of dream is this? ”

I still felt the joy I felt as an orc when I woke up. It's not like a dream, it's like what just happened in real life.

“I've never had a dream like this in my life. ”

Hanwound got up and got out of bed. If I had the time, I would rest until the dream luck wears off, but there is no time like that. Hansung gradually got rid of his grief while preparing for work.

Like any man, the limit of washing in five minutes was roughly dressed and left. And, uh...

“Ouch. I'm shocked. ”

I was surprised when I saw the blue, red, and white lights surrounding people.

“Are you seeing things in vain because of your dreams...”

Hansa rubs her eyes and looks back at the people, but the light surrounding them remains.