The Blackstone Tribe, atop the city walls.
The Great Commander stared at the advancing Undead army, his face grim.
Even now, he couldn't understand why those ugly spiders would bring the Undead as reinforcements when they were besieged.
No matter how he considered it, the two sides should have no connection whatsoever.
But regardless, the Undead army was already at their city gates, the fodder troops outside the city were either dead or had fled.
Those trapped within the city could only face the impending threat.
Thud, thud, thud!
Just as the Great Commander was anxiously discussing battle strategies with the tribal leaders,
A burly female Orc clad in Beast Skin armor, leading her own squad, rushed up angrily, shouting at the Great Commander, "Why did you order the city gates closed? There are still many soldiers outside. How will the tribes ever trust the Blackstone again?"
This female Orc is named Rhesa, the daughter of the Blackstone Tribe's Clan Leader.
