On the bottom Arial has transford again. And Velamina on the top have already guessed what is about to happen.
It was nothing like before.
'A rampaging God' so Orc describe him from on top of the wall.
His eyes were red like the Horned Warrior and so of the enemies Orcs believe that the Horned Warrior has graced the presence of the Battlefield and is exacting his punishnt over the disloyal.
Many of the enemies Orc try to run from Arial only to be cut into two by Arial blade, or trampled by Koer charging cavalry and pierced by the long spear of the cavalry.
But even Koer is afraid to approach the walking darkness which is Arial.
The glaive is stuck on the ground near the destroyed front gate. So orc tried to use it to try to stop Arial rampaging but none of them could pull it out from the ground.
There are admiration and fear even against enemies
But at this ti those who have not seen this state of Arial before, the only thing they could feel in their heart right now is uncontrollable fear.
They trembled in fear disregarding their will to be brave. Arial continued to slash Orcs with his Enochian blade with more ferocity and speed than before.
None of them survived his first strike.
Before Arial tried to deflect his enemies attack but now he didn't even need to. The aura protected him and he abandoned any move of defense, preferring to only attack
Arial show the Orc a speed beyond their understanding, miraculous skill, moving with only the slightest movent whether to attack or to dodge so powerful attack.
His move is unpredictable and elusive and by the ti they know it they would be lying on the ground with a slit on their throat or a big hole in their heart.
Then the horde of Koer Vor infantry began sensing the spaces crated by Arial and the archers and the infantry began pouring into the fortresses and went to secure the southern wing.
From the southern side Bor Orcs started retreating opening the southern gate and flooding out from the fortress.
They would rather die running rather than face the Red Eyed Human.
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Koer troops is advancing with Arial on the frontline exacting judgnt with his blade.
And this ti it is Bor clan Orcs that is dying in thousand as Koer entire forces marches from the front gate and keep advancing.
Even though there are traps prepared, Velamina steer the army away from such trap. Koer is impressed with both Velamina and Arial.
While Arial keep advancing, Velamina give wise counsel on traps. Strength and tactical genius as they complented each other in battle
While Arial is a genius himself on the battlefield this ti he is their first line of attack because of his massive strength.
And sotis brute strength is enough to destroy any strategy. That is what is fearso about the existence of Arial right now.
A force that can trample any strategy. Numbers of troop's ans nothing if you can't kill one man.
Then they began stopping or maybe it is their plan all along as they stopped in one of the settlent and created another line of defense to stopped Vor forces from advancing further.
Arial charges forward
'YOU SHALL NOT PA-'And before that Orc could finish his sentence Arial blade has already cut the Orc into two as that orc body slowly slide down, one in the direction of the left, one in the direction of the right
Arial is ignoring everything whether it be the yelling of his subordinate that ask him to scout the strength of the enemies first or those who yelled to him that his act is insane but Arial ignored it.
They don't understand.
The feeling of the air, the wind on his face, everything around him, the senses picking everything even the slightest movent, slowing everything in his eyes, the blood pumping in his veins like it is giving him an unlimited energy that is close to bursting out, feeling the fire in his body, power that is charging every part of his body, that power that is unbounded, limitless.
They don't understand why he doesn't listen.
There is sothing coursing in his body, such power that he realizes energize him, an ancient power Arial thought as his subordinates keep yelling at him not to rush while his hand keep hacking away his enemies.
He knows, nothing can stop him right now, in the state he is in right now.
Another slash and three more Orcs die right at the spot they are standing, their body were sliced down waist down, as the upper part of their body slide down from their waist in a clean cut.
Arial is just charging the line of defense with his strength and broken it with strength
He stord the line and created chaos.
'For one man to do such feat' Koer look from behind.
No wonder he is famous he mused. The story of Arial strength is widespread in the Orc land by now.
Everyone around the capital and Orc Land and most of the Elves that lives in their Great Forest has heard stories about this human.
Noise of shattered axes and spear can be heard as Arial keep charging even deeper into enemy lines. Enochian blade is after all, strong and magical.
But in the hands of Arial, the power can clearly be shown. No weapon could stand the power of an Enochian blade.
Axes, spears, swords are like tree branches compared to the sharpness of an Enochian blade.
Arial troops have managed to catch up and quickly moving forward and encircled the right wing of the line while their commander is concentrating on the center.
Hundreds of Orcs traded blows and strike, throwing axes and spears, hurling insults and smashing each other head.
In less than a minute almost all the center line is decimated, no one is left alive.
Stepping and jumping over on the bodies, Arial moved his target to the left side that is already in disarray, and he jumped around rushing and slashing, the Orcs all fell in a second.
In almost half an hour the line is broken while the other ran to the other part of the settlent.
'Let us stop.'
Arial could not confirm if there is an ambush or not and he don't want to make the sa mistake again.
'We will stay here for a while before chasing them again' Arial advises and Koer agree.
Koer also gives Arial the title of Dawarai, leader of twenty thousand troops.
Koer said his forces is not all here yet and the rest ten thousand troops will be absorbed in Arial army.
Arial gratefully accept and then plan for next day battle
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ARIAL TENT
'Waiting for ?' Arial said as he could already see, Velamina treating his tent like her own, no doubt waiting for him to co inside, as she is pouring sothing in the goblet on top of the table.
'I'm pouring so wine.'
'Where did you get it?'
'When we go to the capital last ti' she replied. Arial nodded.
'Join ?'
'Don't mind if I do'
Arial enter the tent and took the cup as Velamina lay on the ground. Arial take a sip.
'Oh, this is really smooth'
'It is, doesn't it?'
Arial sit beside her, as Velamina took his hand and traces her fingers around Arial hand. She looks at Arial eyes aningfully, showing a desire to possess him
'I help you a lot this ti didn't I?' she asks
'Well, yes.'
'I want a reward' she said
'A reward?'
'Yes, a reward.' She said determined. Arial laughed.
'Fine, elvenan. What do you desire?' Her face turns hard but then like a lie that expression disappears.
'One day, if I did sothing bad, whatever it is, I want your promise that you will not get angry with .'
'That is an odd request.' She gripped Arial hand tighter.
'Just promise .'
'Fine' Arial said not thinking too much about it.
'I'll forgive you if that ti ever co, though I don't think that will be the case.' He said still smiling
'Why the confidence?'
'You have never disappointed .' He said
'Yet' she said
'Well, that is true. And I don't think you will.'
'Don't be too sure Arial. We, won are a fickle creature. There is nothing sure about us'
'That sounds dangerous.' He said, with a slightly flirting tone that he himself doesn't realize
'I tell you before didn't I Arial? I am dangerous.' She chuckles looking at him and he is looking at her, their stares and their breath in sync, while the world outside fall away when they both look at each other.
And then she felt her heart beating furiously, both of them finally startled by their own feeling and both of them drew away one step from each other as they realized they were about to kiss each other.
Arial realize it at that mont. If he kisses her, there is no way; he could stop just at that. Looking at the hunger in Arial eyes, her cheeks blushed.
'I guess this is it for tonight' Velamina said.
She gives a smooth kiss on Arial cheek and went to her tent.
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There are many great forts constructed when Arial first enter the settlents. Many fort need to fall before Arial could truly strike a decisive blow which is weird.
Soone is helping them Arial thought.
That spring Arial and his force numbered five thousand troops is tornting the larger force of Bor in the Shen Tar Valley.
While Gurik tribe is coming from the south to send aid to Bor forces.
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FAES BOR WAR TENT
'What is the human doing?' Faes Bor said in his war tent he said smashing the goblet on the long table
'We. don't know Orothon'
'Even we could not understand this human logic.'
What frustrates these Orc is Arial. As the weeks of the campaigns went by, Arial repeatedly led his soldiers out of the Shen Tar Valley, then back to it.
Back and forth, back and forth.
Was he preparing to help defend Koer in the newly acquired fortress? Was he marching on Bor territory, now that Gurik tribe absence had left it unprotected?
Was he heading north to wreak havoc up there with the rest of Bor supporters? Why was his small force moving in circles?
His movents made no sense.
Arial inexplicable moves made the Bor generals delay the march on the Koervan Fortress after Koer nad it after his na as they waited to figure out what he was up to.
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