Rise of the Horde

Xiao Chen stared proudly at the work of the Rumbling Clan. The right flank of their enemies was throughly thrown to disarray, bodies were scattered everywhere, moaning and groaning in pain but were soon mercilessly trampled by the hooves of the Rhakaddons as they passed by.

The Rumbling Clan made their pass and quickly galloped away while shooting their foes whenever they can. The sound of thundering hooves of the Rhakaddons disappeared as the trembling of the ground settled.

Haguk had been watching all this while. His face was full of boredom as he watch the trolls do their thing with the mighty throwing weapons that shoot huge iron bolts towards their foes. The wargs have been snarling and growling in annoyance as they watch the ensuing bloodbath without being able to take part just yet.

Xiao Chen gave another command to be relayed. The thundering sound of the war drums echoed again as the battle horns blasted air as they howled the new command.

"Alright boys! It's our turn!" Haguk brandished his battle-axe as he mounted his trusty warg.

They sprinted towards the frontline, swinging left to flank the already torn apart right flank of their foes.

The orc infantry held their foes in place while waiting for the Warghen Clan to hammer them from the side. The Rumbling Clan did their job very well, hammering them hard from the rear before disappearing and preparing for another charge.

Haguk leaned forward in eagerness as his warg Sharpfang sped towards the scattered corrupted creatures. "Stare and despair, for we don't care!"

The Warghen Clan lunged at the messed up right flank of their foes. Fangs and claws tore apart the bodies of those that weren't quick enough to dodge the wargs that pounced on them. Chaos resumed as the Warghen Clan shredded the already disarrayed enemy formation to pieces.

The rear of the enemy's right flank was trying to reorganize themselves under the noisy bellowing of the Goblin King, Jaadul. Xiao Chen stared in confusion at the huge moving flesh that was incessantly shouting commands to its underlings. The last time that he spotted the enemy leader was when he was sent flying by Brazan like a baseball.

Xiao Chen scratched the back of his head, it puzzled him about where and how did the Goblin King appeared amidst the right flank.

He stared further towards the rear and caught sight of the Rumbling Clan making their return.

Dug'mhar had a proud smile etched on his lips after their last successful attack. He wants more, more attention to be given to him. More glory to be attained, he kicked the side of his Rhakaddon prompting it to speed up even more. "RUMBLE TIME!"

The Rumbling Clan charged their way through again the flocking corrupted creatures. Tossing away their enemies that were trying to regroup themselves.

Dug'mhar's Rhakaddon sprinted towards the Goblin King and tossed him away with a mighty swing of its head. The Goblin King took flight again and was sent towards the left flank where the orc infantry were keeping the other corrupted creatures at bay and preventing them from joining the fray that was happening on the other side.

Gliobs stared at the ongoing chaos and gave command to the operators of the scorpions. "Point dem deh tuh di right, mon. A likkle more... More! Cyaa risk hitting fi wi friends."

The rain of iron bolts from the scorpions halted from showering the right flank of their foes and focus more on their left flank.

The combined might of the Rumbling Clan and the Warghen Clan hammered the enemy's right flank to pieces. They shredded apart bodies and tossed away in the air before being trampled by the heavy hooves.

Xiao Chen nodded in contentment at the performance of his new allies. He gripped his spear tightly and made his way to frontline yet again. It shifted the progress of the battle to their favor and he deemed it no longer necessary for him to give more precise commands.

The skies started to turn dark. The black clouds sparked a few flashes of light here and there, and the deafening noise of thunder bellowed through the skies. A light drizzle started to bathe the battlefield, cooling down the bodies of the mighty warriors that have yet to settle down and still continuing to battle. The cold water that came pouring in embrace the fallen in its stiff embrace, accepting them in its stillness.

It didn't take long for the light drizzle to turn into a torrential downpour. Xiao Chen stared at the dark clouds up above before continuing on his way towards the thick of the battle. He waited for the battle horns to signal the shifting of the frontline.

Moments later, the sound that he was waiting for reverberated as he charged through the gap that was created. With his body rested for a long time, he rammed through the corrupted creatures, sending them flying away.

The right flank of the enemy is as good as useless. The Warghen Clan and the Rumbling Clan were just cleaning up the remnants of their enemy's right flank. With renewed vigor, the orc infantry pushed forward as the cold rain washed some of their fatigue away.

A giant fleshy creature lunged at Xiao Chen, which he swatted away with his spear by reflex. After his powerful swing, he focused his gaze on the creature that he sent flying and a wry smile crept up to his lips. The one that he sent flying was none other than the Goblin King. He shook his head in helplessness and how useless the enemy commander had been, but also very thankful that the huge amalgamation of flesh wasn't so bright in the head or else it would have been harder to defeat him and his army.

The orc infantry kept on pushing forward as they drove away the enemy left flank further away from their now almost exterminated right flank. Brazan and his kin continued on their rampage, leading the way towards the enemy formation. They trampled and destroyed the enemy formations with their powerful swings.

Xiao Chen spread his gaze around and caught sight of the Goblin King being sent flying yet again by Brazan.