Rise of the Horde

287 Chapter 28Khao’khen propped the limbless captain up and have against the wall of a building, the poor captain was bleeding from the points where his four limbs which have been crushed to meat paste was supposed to connect with the rest of his body. The noise of the captain’s suffering was deafening and it irritated Khao’khen, his eyes scanned the surroundings and found some pieces of Safiya’s clothes which were stained by her flesh and blood. Khao’khen gathered the pieces and shoved it on the captain’s mouth to shut him up but the captain spat it all out after a few moments but the orc in front of him shoved all the pieces that he spat out back inside his mouth while using one of his burly hands to seal his mouth.

Adhalia silently watched the spectacle that was going on in silence as she didn’t know what she should do or say since she has never seen Khao’khen like this before. Khao’khen then used the leather belt of the captain which fastens the sheath of his weapon to his waist in order to seal his mouth and keep what he shove inside it to remain there. The wounds of the gagged captain was still bleeding profusely and he would quickly die in a few moments if it wasn’t treated, “Let’s stop the bleeding first…” Khao’khen motioned his hands towards the armless shoulders of the captain. The hands of Khao’khen erupted in flames and burnt the flesh of Safiya’s captain which further increased the pain that he was experiencing.

Khao’khen made use of one of the few spells that he learned from Drae’ghanna which was taught to her by the troll shamans. His hands clamped down on the wounds of the man in agony and the smell of burnt flesh wafted in the air, the process was very painful but it did reduce the bleeding by a lot since the blood vessels that were bleeding were sealed by the extreme heat. “Felt good right…” Khao’khen smiled at him with the most innocent smile ever but all it did was make the poor man tremble in fear.

He wanted to kill the man right there and then at first after having all his limbs crushed by the ogres but he decided otherwise as he thought that perhaps him living while in the state that he was in right now is a much better alternative. “Take care of him and make sure that he lives through all this.” He gave the Drakhars his orders then turned towards the remaining Ereians who flinched in fear after he turned his gaze at them, their eyes were shaky and their bodies were trembling, “You guys still want to fight?” he mused while waving for the ogres to move forward to try and intimidate them. With the humongous creatures closing in on them, the Ereians were quick to announce their surrender as they had no plans to experience the same fate as the limbless man that was now being carried by their foes to be tended. The scream of agony and groans of pain that escaped his mouth were all still fresh in their ears and they absolutely didn’t want to taste that kind of suffering.

Khao’khen nodded his head in acknowledgement of the remaining Ereians who surrendered and waved off the ogres. “Disarm them and bind their hands.” He shouted towards the Skallsers who were somewhat disappointed as the battle ended with them still raring to go and fight. Unsatisfied with the turn of events, some of the Skallsers used much more force than normal and manhandled or orchandled the captives in an attempt to irk them and bait them into fighting back wherein they would then be free to do battle with them again but they were frustrated as their foes seemed to have lost their spine and became cowards no matter how hard they tried to goad them to fight.

“Enough with that! There will be a battle up ahead which should satisfy you lot!” Khao’khen shouted towards the Skallsers after noticing what they were trying to do. The Skallsers who met the gaze of their chieftain had sheepish smiles on their lips after being caught red handed by their chief as they scratch their heads in embarrassment.

Atef tried to peek out the window of the building that he was hiding at after the sound of battle had died down for a long time already, he remined in a corner of the building right under a bed in order to hide and not attract any attention. His head slowly went out the window but what he saw made him reel back in fright as he went directly face to face with an ogre after he tried to find out about the situation. He shouted in panic which in turn also alarmed the ogre and by reflex, the spooked ogre slapped towards the thing. The enormous hand of the ogre wrecked the building and along with its collapse was Atef who was sent to the afterlife in such an inglorious fashion. Khao’khen turned his head towards the sound of the collapsing building but when he saw an ogre still slapping the rest of the structure he lost interest as he thought that the ogre was just playing around after doing almost nothing for the day.

Far deep into the town, the gate to the castle of Baron Masud finally buckled after enduring numerous attacks which was reinforced with battle energies. The gate was reinforced by runes but it eventually gave in after withstanding more than a hundred assaults with battle energies and the powerful magic scroll that the hounds had in their possession. “What a tough gate… luckily the main gate of the town wasn’t this durable or else we might still be out in the open.” One of the remaining elites of the hounds wiped away the sweat that covered his face as he watch the new bloods rushing in inside the grounds of the castle. They had suffered a lot of casualties while trying to take down that damn gate since the archers defending the castle weren’t just there for decoration as they let loose a rain of arrows one after another.

The annoying archers became a headache for the hounds which forced most of the elites of the hounds to focus their attacks onto them which slowed down their pace in destroying the gate of the castle. Any archer that dared to peer his head out of the walls to take aim and shoot would have a blade of battle energy sent his way, the walls of the castle was littered with headless corpses after the hounds employed such a tactic which forced the defending archers to just shoot blindly in an arc.

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After the Skallsers were finally done binding those who have surrendered, Khao’khen then led them forward towards the center of the town while still maintaining caution as he didn’t want to be caught by any surprises from anyone that wasn’t friendly. The Drakhars had their numbers greatly reduced by they were still able to function while the orcs didn’t suffer as much as their Ereian allies except for their unsatisfaction of the previous battle and the ogres although didn’t participate much but was the main reason why their foes surrendered and they were currently watching over them while maintaining a good distance away from their prisoner since a slight mishap on their part would turn any unlucky fellow in their path into meat paste.

The hounds stormed in inside the castle grounds but they were met with a stubborn opposition who made every inch that they gained forward a hell. Those who thought that being the first to enter the castle grounds would be the biggest winners and they thought that their foes would no longer put up much of fight after they have breached the gate but they were in for a nasty surprise as there were no cowering men behind the wrecked gate but deadly warriors. “That’s it! Push them back! Slow but steady!” Captain Kertakk was maintaining order among his remaining soldiers with the aid of his two sergeants. He didn’t know why nor does he had an interest in knowing his reason but their lord is right there with them again and is at the very front of their formation and along with him was all his remaining personal guards which brought the capability of their defensive formation into a higher level as there were powerful warriors leading the formation from the very front.

Anyone would have a higher confidence if the ones leading you was far stronger than you and they didn’t just lead you normally but were leading by example. The morale of the Ereian defenders recovered quickly after its fall when the gate was breached and it was continuously increasing by every wave of enemy that they successfully repelled. The hounds just spectated from the outside as more and more of the new bloods flooded inside the castle grounds with excitement but little did they know that the breached gate that leads to the grounds of the castle was like the jaw of a monster that continuously swallowed anyone who dared to enter it. They were still confident that the battle is already in the bag even after the losses that they have sustained which is why they are so relax and are in no hurry to finish the fight just yet.