"It looks like they are making their move, sir Edward," Dralmer whispered with a straight voice. Not a single stuttering was heard from his words. Frigs was honestly surprised by it that he looked toward Dralmer as if he was a new person.
"Yes, once they are focused on the fighting, we'll charge the orcs,"
"WAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" The orcs shouted, their shout could be heard louder and louder.
Frigs was nervous upon the sight of the bravery, perhaps it would be called craziness by some civilized people. But it all changed. The orc stopped their shout that confuses his men.
And suddenly, without their war cry, they charged forward, axes and bows on their hands. Arrows and magic flying over them, hitting the city walls and defenders that have been preparing themselves for the attack.
'A silent charge? This is the first time I saw such a tactic like this… But it's useless because Kenneth and the others have eyes,' He chuckled as he watched the orcs charge.
