Rise of the Horde

A few months after the meeting in the throne room of the Ereian Kingdom, Prince Gyassi led his army through the endless Burning Sands and started repelling the scattered army of corrupted creatures. Among his army was the Ereian Royal Army, which was the pride of the kingdom. Soldiers belonging to the nobles of the kingdom were among his huge army and the peasants that they recruited from the towns and villages that they passed by.

Prince Gyassi had a sizeable army of around forty thousand warriors, both seasoned and newbie soldiers. He demolished all the armies of the corrupted creatures that he had encountered. The desert terrain that the bulk of his army were used to was a very big advantage to him as the corrupted creatures tired easier in the hot climate of the Burning Sands and the unpredictable occurrence of the sandstorms saved them a lot of time as the corrupted creatures get buried by the raging sandstorm.

"Your highness, I believe that complete victory is nearly yours. We have destroyed most of the corrupted creatures already. Faerush must be helping us and buried some of them with his raging sandstorm." A fat man wearing an armor with silver and gold decorations said. The fat man beside the prince was a very big man who controlled some of the lands in the south of the Burning Sands, which borders the land of the beastfolks.

Prince Gyassi glanced at the obese noble beside him and smiled. "You're right Lord Masud. Complete victory is almost in my hands. I just need to defeat whatever is leading this army of monsters towards my soon to be kingdom and all is finished. I will then be able to lead my army to the north to slaughter those tusked creatures that were so famed to be great warriors and loved nothing but war. Glory will all be mine and my father will have no choice but to pass the throne to me and those stinking nosy old men will not be able to prevent me from claiming what is rightfully mine." the prince clenched his right hand in front of him into a fist and gritted his teeth in anger. His eyes were blazing with fury as he had enough of those old men sticking their noses in the affairs of the Royal Family.

"You're right, your highness. Everything will be as you said, and nothing shall prevent you from getting what is rightfully yours. If the laws of the kingdom don't forbid it. I would have had the heads of those old men in pikes for you as a gift. But alas, it is forbidden to do so." a man with a vast frame and a long thick beard butted in as he smiled towards the prince.

Prince Gyassi glanced at the man who just spoke. It was Baron Husani, who was the neighbor of Baron Masud and also his distant cousin. The two of them are in charge of defending against the beastfolks of the south as what their ancestors did before them. The two of them carry the titles of Bulwarks of the Sand as the lands that they control borders the land of the beastfolks and their ancestors did many expeditions to the lands of the beastfolks to conquer them and bring more riches to the kingdom.

"Your highness, the battle is ours but we need time to treat our wounded before marching off to continue the hunt for these monsters." Commander Ishaq reported as he wiped away the blood that drenched his face. He was covered in both fresh and darkened blood as he was leading the army of the prince in the frontline. He was panting heavily, but he controlled his breathing to make himself more presentable to the prince. His armor had a few chips here and there and his left hand was also bleeding after being bitten by a corrupted creature.

Prince Gyassi just nodded his head before going away to enjoy his victory, which he contributed nothing. He only did one thing, which was shouting "Attack!" and stayed at the rear of his army, just watching how things progressed. Baron Masud and Baron Husani volunteered themselves to be the guards of the prince while the battle was occurring, but they aren't really needed since there are a full thousand heavy cavalry accompanying the prince. The two of them just didn't want to take part in the battle up close and personal with the growling, snarling and biting army of corrupted creatures.

All the leading and commanding of the army, as well as the tactics employed, were all done by Commander Ishaq and the other commanders. They did all the work, but all the glory was given to the prince. It is not like they can complain since the prince is the prince and they are nothing but lowly commanders who can be ordered around by the nobles, specially the Royal Family whenever they like.

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Prince Gyassi arrived at his tent, which was the biggest and grandest of all the tents around in their campsite. His tent was full of luxury and comfort while his soldiers and commanders did all the work in winning the battles but received nothing in return except for the rations that they are given to ensure that they have enough strength to live and battle again the next day.

The prince took a well-designed bottle of wine that was one of the finest in his collection. He removed the carefully designed cork and raised the bottle to his lips, not bothering to get himself one of the expensive glass that he had. Savoring the great taste of the fine wine that was smooth to the throat, unlike the coarse taste of the cheap ale that his soldiers and the lowly peasants drink.

Prince Gyassi headed towards his head where a fine maiden was sleeping. The sleeping beauty had a very delicate and fair skin which was as white as snow. He caressed the exposed thigh of the lady and enjoyed the very soft and warm feeling on his palms. The fair woman's skin felt like he just touched the finest silk that was available in the kingdom, which was only exclusive to the Royal Family and the other high nobles. "Uhmm..." the sleeping beauty rolled to her side and faced the prince and her charming face was displayed.

She had a tiny face, a delicate nose and very captivating luscious red lips that you can't help but want to have a taste of them. Her long jet black hair covered one side of her face, which still failed to hide her beauty but instead made her more alluring.

Prince Gyassi licked his lips while his gaze was focused on those very tempting lips. He can't have enough of the sweet taste of those luscious red lips even after how many times he had tasted them already. The prince moved his face forward, inching closer and closer towards the face of the sleeping beauty. There was barely an inch separating them and Prince Gyassi can't help but gulped a mouthful of saliva as he smelled the very sweet body scent of the woman on his bed.

He finally removed the distance between them and tasted those very alluring lips violently. Pushing forward with passion, he tasted those lips that can drive any man crazy. The very sweet taste of the woman's lips drove him more mad as he was craving for it more. "Uhmmm..." The lady lazily opened her eyes and her deep blue colored eyes stared at the prince, who was tasting her lips like crazy. The prince licked and sucked on her lips like it was some sort of very rare delicacy.

"Ahmmm...uhmmm..." The moans that escaped her lips while the prince was trying to find other positions to taste her lips better ignited a fire inside the prince. His hands roamed around the very smooth skin of the woman below him, which was covered by the highest kind and softest silk. The feeling in Prince Gyassi's hands made him crave for more as there was almost no difference between what he feels from the luxurious silk and the woman's skin. His hands roamed around from the woman's thighs and slowly moving forward.

He caressed every inch of her body, moving upward, only avoiding her cave. From her thighs to her chest and then to her face, his hands roamed freely, like a bird flapping its wings in the sky. His hands returned towards the mounds that it passed by before and gave them a squeeze.

The luxurious silk that hid the fair lady's body was long gone as her entire captivating body was fully displayed under the lustful eyes of the prince. His lips trailed down from the woman's lips, to her neck, then to her breast. He licked those fair and huge mounds, tracing his tongue around them. Alternating between the two mounds and giving them the same amount of attention.

"Aghh...uhmmm....hmmm..." The soft moans of the woman below him drove him crazier and crazier as his mighty weapon was pushing against his pants and threatening to tear it apart in anger after being confined in such a tight place after being awakened.