Link the Orc

I found the Human Village and attacked it. And, uh...

“Nothing.”

There was none.

“Nothing.”

There are no warriors here. Why is there no warrior? I didn't come all the way here to slaughter a man I didn't even know existed. I'm angry. If I had a warrior to stand up to me for a moment, I wouldn't be so angry.

“Kuwaaaahhh!”

In the cries of my anger, all the brothers who were scattering around the village, devouring the human corpse that had been killing humans, were watching me.

“Brothers! Stop hunting humans! Stop eating!”

Look at those humans running away from us. He ran away without even thinking about coming at us, but he was being held captive by his brothers one by two.

“We didn't come here to do this! ”

This... this isn't a battle me and my brothers are fighting. It was a hunt. If I was going to hunt and fill my stomach, I would have been able to hunt beasts on our prairies without having to come to Human soil hungry for a few days.

“Maintain your fighting senses! Do not cool hot blood! We haven't fought yet! ”

The brothers who realized what I was saying gathered around me one by one.

“When is the battle, then? Brother.”

One of the brothers asked me.

“They will lead us to the battlefield. ”

I point to a human running away with his finger raised.

* * *

“Nearly a thousand orcs? Finally.”

Wolfram was not surprised when he heard that a large horde of Orcs had appeared on the territory and were pillaging the town just a month after the massive battle with Orcs.

Rather, I thought it was slower than expected. Orcs are naturally like that. All they know how to do is fight, reproduce, and hunt. For them, the Uran commander is the best place to fight and hunt at the same time. If you do not completely annihilate them, they will continue to appear and fight.

If there are troops near the cloth, there is a good chance that they are a group of Orcs who have just fought. The crowd that lived there was almost there. Once they've tasted it, they'll keep coming back for it until they're exterminated.

“Where are you?”

“Trebin. A villager who just escaped from the Orcs has entered the castle. ”

“Hmm?"

Wolfram noticed something strange in the soldier's words.

“Trebin was attacked, and the man who lives in Trebin made it here alive? You don't have any defensive force. ”

“Yes, not just one or two. Dozens have come with us. ”

“Dozens? How could you do that? ”

Once seen, Wolfram has been fighting Orcs for decades because of the Orc nature that chases them to the end, but it's not enough to count the survivors of the villages that were pillaged by Orcs. All of them are survivors of the village with a defensive force. While the soldiers were fighting, the villagers fled and the lucky ones survived.

But now he has called all the guards who had declared an emergency and guarded the villages into the castle. There's not a single soldier in town who survived an Orc invasion? Dozens of them? It can't be.

“Bring me a representative. I need to hear the story.”

But Wolfram was unable to meet the survivors of Trabin Village.

Phew! Phew!

It's because I heard the sound of trumpets proclaiming the invaders.

“... That's why. He used survivors as guides. ”

I understood what was happening. There were no warriors guarding the town, so they left it alive without exterminating it. If there were a defensive force, they would have been wiped out, but there were dozens of survivors because there were no defensive forces. What an ironic situation.

Wolfram picks up the double-edged sword he left on one side. A two-handed sword for Wolfram that is larger and heavier than other double-handed swordsmen. A weapon he wouldn't have used if he hadn't been blessed by Molan.

How much Orc blood has been fed by this two-handed sword. Thousands will be enough.

“Take good care of her. ”

Wolfram, with his two-handed sword, heads out on a busy walk. I want to go at least a little faster and see what the enemy looks like.

“Orcs? Lord Wolfram. ”

There was one who stopped Wolfram's tallest step in the Uran Elder.

“Lord Bragath. ”

Since the last defeat, Wolfram has asked Earl Samar for help. He expected the Orcs to invade again shortly, and was not confident to recover their original power for as long as he anticipated.

Then Bragath came with 200 swordsmen. One who was once Pegasus Knight, but became an ordinary knight after losing Pegasus, and became the pretender of Earl Samar. Although Pegasus died and lost his qualifications as Pegasus Knight, he did not lose his qualifications as Pegasus Knight.

“I'll have to check, but I'm sure you're right. Do you want to go?”

Earl Samar sent Bragato Wolfram to use as a reinforcement, and he became his commanding officer here, but I could not treat him lightly. That is my honor as a soldier of the Tyrannical Kingdom of Pegasus Knight.

“Of course. That's what I'm here for. ”

“Then let's go together. ”

Wolfram and Bragath make swift steps up the wall. Bragath was the best cavalry knight in the Frozen Kingdom, Pegasus Knight, but now he's an infantry knight who hasn't ridden a horse since his Pegasus died.

That's why he was also dispatched as Chief Woojin without a cavalry.

“700 to 750. ”

“I knew you had good eyes. ”

Bragath scours the Orcs as he climbs up the walls, and figures out how many Orcs are close to the truth.

“I heard Orcs get stronger the bigger they are. Then that Red Orc must be the strongest. Red. I heard Orcs are green, but they're also red. ”

“Red... I've never seen it before. ”

“Oh, you haven't seen an Orc in decades. Rare, isn't it?”

Bragath gleams.

“As the first orc I kill, I have no shortage. ”

A redskinned Orc, Bragath, who talks as if he's already killed Graccar. Wolfram was very worried about his appearance. I know he's strong. Pegasus Knight, the most powerful knight in the realm, can't help but be strong. But Orcs are strong. You mustn't underestimate Orcs. Wolfram is now worried about this young knight who has turned 30.

“Lord Bragath...”

“I know. You mean to tell me that Orcs are strong? ”

Wolfram has said it several times already. Don't look at Orcs so easily.

“I know. Sir, I'm not careless in front of any enemy. Don't worry about it. ”

Wolfram and Bragath are both from Tri-Seine. That's why Bragath was pretending to treat Wolfram as a senior. Just Chuck. His pride, or arrogance, had kept no one's advice from reaching his ears, even though he was polite on the outside.

‘I'm worried.’

“Haha. I know that look. You don't have to worry. I dealt with monsters from the dead up north. I survived that hell. But do you think you'll only get hit by Orcs? Don't worry, it's not happening. ”

Wolfram was genuinely worried about Bragath. Too young and arrogant. But the future is expected.

‘There were your Pegasus and your fellow Pegasus Knights. But now I'm alone... and I don't think they realize it. ’

Wolfram recalls the rebuttal of Bragath's words. But I didn't say that. Bragath will not accept this, and he will do more dangerous things to prove himself right.

"Dear Molan, protect him. ’

Wolfram prayed to God. so that the young knight who must become one of the pillars of the future kingdom of captivity will not lose his life because of his little arrogance.

* * *

“Khhh...”

Humans live in this area. It looks like there are quite a lot of warriors after you put up a big, hard wall. As expected, if we let the humans go, we will move to the safest place - the strongest warriors.

Probably the biggest neighborhood around here. Maybe there's that smith you saw before?

“Quwah!”

Grrrrrgh!

Woohoo!

Rrrrghhh!

Gaaaahhhh!

We shouted together with our brothers and revealed our existence. Then you hear the sound of the Human horn.

“Khh... There are warriors. ”

Horns are used by Human Warriors. That means there are human warriors there. We can finally fight.

“Brothers! The battle is about to begin! ”

The brothers shouted with joy. How many battles has it been? Even if there were only weak warriors out there now, I'd be happy to fight them. I was that hungry for battle. Brothers, too.

The wall is crawling with human warriors. Lots. Khh... Lots. I'm so glad. I can't be so happy. And... I saw him. The Human Commander who cut off Woodlock's arm. He appears on the wall.

“Kuwaaahhhh!”

I ran without hesitation. There's a strong man in front of you. I came all this way to fight him. And I saw him. But how can I hesitate?

I ran first and immediately the brothers started running screaming. But the brothers were slower than me, and naturally I popped out and rushed in.

Today I have no Woodlock, no Kamini. There is no one in front of me. I'm the best. I'm the strongest of the brothers.

I am the strongest, and I am the strongest!

You can no longer fight the strongest enemy, and you don't have to fight the fairest enemy. I felt a sense of liberation. There is nothing in front of me right now if there was anything in the past that felt like a brother stronger than me was standing in the way. The brothers must be feeling what I used to feel looking at Woodlock and Kamini's back.

You've almost reached the stone wall in the human quarter. Arrows and bolts rarely fly, but they are of no use to me. The Human Captain is in range. I'm about to jump off the ground and jump to the Human Captain with all my strength.

“No! Bragath! ”

The Human Commander shouts and the human beside him leaps towards me. The human jumps down and dips his weapon with a small axe blade in a long spear at me.

Powerful. You feel a strength you can't ignore in an attack. Khh... Okay. You're strong.

Nice to meet you!

“Kuwah!”

I raised my axe up and slammed it against the man's small spear.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

A loud voice echoes through the earth and the battle begins.