Pitfalls were being created on the ground with the bones of the beasts used as spikes, and poison bogs being enlarged. Basically, everything that could slow down the ogre army's march, was being done.
Behind the enormous wall, was a large camp where all of the manpower of the orcs was gathered in. It didn't matter which faction they belonged to, the entire orc army was present here at this moment.
Inside one of the tents, where all the higher-ups of the orc tribe were gathered in, a meeting was being held. Whether it be the orc generals or the orc commanders, all were in attendance except for the dead.
No, it wouldn't be right to say all since the orc king was also not there.
"When will his majesty be coming?" Berimond asked, the decisive hour to fight with the ogre army was already upon them. At this moment the absence of the orc king who was their leader and the commander of the entire army, was a big factor of uncertainty.
