Johnson stared at the incoming enemies and yelled out calmly. The young commander gritted his teeth at the powerful and overwhelming pressure. The Orcs' cries could be heard clearly now and they sounded like hungry wild animals snarling at their prey. The Cavalrymen behind Johnson were getting restless. But at this moment, Johnson's training sessions had come into great effect. Although they were frightened, many of the newcomers clutched onto their reins and urged on their warhorses to stay on the spot. It would be the biggest nightmare for the soldiers if their warhorses fled in fear.
The distance between both sides shrunk quickly. Gholug led the charge and revealed a delightful glint as soon as he witnessed the Humans standing foolishly on the spot. It seemed to him that the Humans were scared out of their wits and his tribe would instantly wipe them all out.
Gholug raised his right arm and brandished the huge stone axe.
