"Airborne goblins what else still they are dropping on us? Keep those catapults launching and rebel the goblins." Albert asked and still watched how the flying beasts and monster picked up some of the goblins and dropped them inside the walls.
Suddenly he remembered something and shouted the nearest messenger.
"Go and arrange patrols as if some of those goblins get inside some of the civilians won't have protection!" The messenger bowed down and quickly started to run to arrange his order.
"Captain the goblins are shooting ladders and ropes now up with their bows and there is a goblin archer." One of Albert's commanders shouted and suddenly there was a volley of arrows that were raining down at them.
"How the hell does those green bastards have enough strength to launch their arrows here?" Albert cursed and shouted.
"Prepare the oil and repel those ladders and ropes.
Those who have a bow try to pick up those annoying little archers from down there." Albert said and suddenly there was a trunk flying towards him.
Albert jumped to the right side but some of his men weren't lucky enough and the trunk just swept them from the wall and they fell down inside the walls still.
"What the hell was that!" Albert shouted out and saw a bunch of ogres coming at them and there were few giants among them and some of them still had the trunks at their hands.
"Watch out the trunks! Watch out for the ogres." Albert shouted but too late to some as the trunks swept lines of people from the walls and they could only hear their screams.
"Where the hell did those ogres come! Catapults destroy those siege towers! Archers light them up with fire!" Albert shouted as he watched how the ogres suddenly came with a siege tower and suddenly, there was a battering ram also among them.
^In Treah's camp^
"Oh, I forgot that I made a deal with the orc tribes, and we would share the continent as we have common enemy and goal. Good to see some of the intelligent people now in the army that could do something." Treah said while watching the ogre's coming with their siege weapons, better armor, weapons, and order.
Suddenly a massive ogre appeared side to Treah.
"Small pixie, we honor the deal. If you betray the blood fangs, we rip your wings off and make you eat them. You promised half of the land to blood fangs." The massive ogre with a screen skin that had many tribal tattoos over him appeared.
Many would recognize the Dondrak bloodfang just seeing his face that was full of scars as his chest was as he didn't use any armor, but his axes have slain many humans and reaped many lives.
Only Liebert the second managed to make a somewhat non-aggression pact with them but never lasting peace as these were ancestral lands for blood fangs, and when Liebert's ancestors arrived they drove the orcs away and had massive battles with them, but the blood fangs never forgot it and have sworn to take the lands back that belong them.
There weren't many of them left, but every one of them had seen blood and fights as the food was scared to them, and every adventure tried to hunt them down.
So they were fierce fighters that no one would want to go against if they would organize their whole tribe as they were scattered amongst the continent before this day.
"Yes, Dondrak I will keep my promise after we won we will split the lands, and you will get your ancestral lands back, but I still want to remind you that we made a deal that each of us will protect each other and support when it's needed," Treah answered to Dondrak.
"Yes, small being today, we will spill the blood of humans, and tomorrow we will drink from their skulls. We honor the deal." Dondrak said and started to organize his tribe's to the coming siege battle.
^In the top of the wall^
"What the hell is blood fangs doing here! We had a deal with them!" Albert cursed as he only now saw the bloodied fang on the flag that the ogres were carrying.
"Destroy those siege equipment lads! Today we will make history and destroy the blood fangs and be heroes of the kingdom." Albert shouted and got the morale up again and the soldier's blood boiling as everyone who would slay a blood fang would be a hero in the kingdom, but what if they would wipe out the whole tribe?
They would be more than heroes, so they let a roar out and started to focus on the siege weapons but without losing their attention to the goblins that were more of cannon fodder now.