Unrelenting arrows rained down.
Carrying away the lives of dozens, if not hundreds, of orcs.
One by one, the round boulders tumbled down.
Powered by tremendous kinetic energy, they blazed a trail of blood and flesh through the orc ranks.
The cries of battle rose and fell, echoing to the heavens.
Orcs surged up the walls, only to be cut down by the advancing soldiers.
The neatly arranged defensive soldiers purposefully left space for the orcs to climb up and fight.
Then, these burly orcs would crash into a front line of shields and a rear of longspears.
Their valiant struggle and resistance ultimately led only to defeat, becoming experience on which the soldiers of Bay Territory grew.
Indeed, Matthew was training his troops with these ferocious orcs!
No matter how formidable these orcs were, they would always be just individual fighters, lacking in coordination.
