Chapter 64: 63: It's time...
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[A/N: so this morning I was listening to-> Ain't no devil by Andrea Wasse at the beginning of this chapter and it went so well with it, you could try it hue hue hue]
Black Moon village,
It was a very dark night, about three hours before midnight, Alex solemnly stepped out of the Lord's Manor. He was struck by the strange, deserted feeling of the town's atmosphere. Taking a few steps, He surveyed his surrounding before walking towards the town's square and still found nothing but silence. He turned towards the west, yet he found nothing but silence till he noticed before him, at the foot of the temple's statue, the villagers stood silently for the first time, Dabok stood at the fore front with a torch: a long torch with n.a.k.e.d flames. The villagers were in a bowing position, Dabok with the torch was bending forward too. It was a dark, weird group, Alex lingered on his feet, watching.
He could not see what they were doing. But he could guess what everyone was doing, seeing them crouching down like that; over and Over.
Only now did Alex remember, this world, every creature hoped for something to believe in, and the closest thing to God they know was the goddess their chief always spoke of.
The one who gave them this town, protection, miracles.
They were just at the foot of Ayaseh's statue, the torch-flames weirdly flickering as the torch-bearer moved with every bow. seeing this scene, Alex could only sigh before approaching Dabok.
Feeling his presence, Dabok looked at Alex with a smile before handing over the torch to him. Without a word, Alex accepted it. The moment the torch entered his hands, The dark clouds in the sky faded, allowing the rays of the violet moon to shower on them slowly.
Gasps escaped the crowd, Alex looked at the temple and then at the sky. He was not a superstitious guy but he couldn't help being swayed at the moment as a the wind slowly c.a.r.e.s.sed their bodies. All Alex could say was,
"It's time..."
""""Awoooooooo""""" The wolves howled in the background.
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Hkork stepped into the rain and the purple moon shone over his tribesmen. In seconds his fur coat were bedraggled and skin wet. Instead of running for cover his mouth curved into the most delicious smile. This was providence. His prayers were answered.
He had planned to attack the new tribe before they began to compete for power but the Sker tribe were always in the way, But this time is different, Sker is injured, wounded by the lizard folk, so Hkork felt he could go out and end this new tribe. perhaps I could get some new sows, after all The opponent's strength seemed below theirs the last time he checked, and they have just migrated here. The opponent may not have discovered them yet. Even if they have already discovered them, the opponent doesn't know their details, so they can...Hit the opponent by surprise.
Those were his thoughts.
After discussing strategy and tactics with Baki his strongest warrior, He finally made a bold decision, which was to take the tribe today and take the wounded Sker in one night, hopefully he might just evolve.
So he thought as he quickly rallied his men.
__________________________________________________________
In order to make everything go as planned, Alex chose to use the riders and create chaos while the footmen come from behind and finish them off. The riders would then continue on to the next village while repeating the same movement, Nazu would move with the footmen. After crossing a distance of ten kilometers, they rushed to the territory of the Hkork tribe, the opposite party looked like they had already received the news or were preparing to launch an attack, Alex suspected the latter, after all it was the night of the Purple moon.
When the sentinels saw an enemy approaching, they used a whistle made of wood to blow a specific sound. After hearing this sound, the large troop gathering to go out hunting immediately prepared for defense.
"How efficient?" Alex muttered before giving an Order, "Stealth!!".
According to Orc culture, the offensive party will not take the initiative to attack unguarded camps. They will often push forward with great fanfare to let the opponent's sentry find out and leave enough time for the opponent to prepare. Of course, there were also special cases too, where there's great enmity between both parties?, such actions could be overlooked. Although Alex was yet to find any sort of government within this region, He's sure there's one, so he had to follow the rule because there are many disadvantages to going against it, well at least until he becomes the strongest party in this lands.
Firstly, the victim will retaliate wildly against your tribe. Even if they lose the battle, they will not choose to surrender. In this way, you cannot replenish your troops in time.
Secondly, the leader who gave the order will be despised by everyone, even the members of his own tribe. In the Orc Lands where they respect the strong, people respect and admire the strong, and at the same time they extremely hate those who only perform sneak attacks, bully women and children.
This was the law in the Orc lands. Everyone silently abides by it, and no one dares to go beyond it.
It is precisely because of the existence of this special law that wars between tribes have always been the kind of frontal. All this had been broken down for him by Dabok.
That kind of frontal fight was what Alex loved, a battle between iron and blood made him feel passionate, and there was inexhaustible power all over his body, and there was a supreme p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e of having everything under control. Although he argued that such means wouldn't work with Humans.
SWOOOSH!!
A fireball was now hovering within the palms of the Chief, lightening flashed in the sky as Alex and his men got closer. Immediately, the fireball was tossed in between both parties but seeing no reaction, the chief remained alert.
When the distance between the two groups shortened to 50 meters, the riders used at the same time, Alex rushed forward with his battle Axe.
The enemies were scattered as the wolves also came out of stealth, the flame torches at the entrance were tossed into the village as a result. Despite the shock, there was no nonsense between the two sides.
Both sides roared and began killing each other with abbadon.
Alex quickly arrived before the enemy Chief, an Orc that was on the slimmer side, He was a meter plus, almost two meters.
Alex did not hesitate at all when he was a few meters away from the opponent, he switched the axe to his left hand and then he slashed at the opponent's neck fiercely. The enemy dodged by bending down before using
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[A/N: so this morning I was listening to-> Ain't no devil by Andrea Wasse at the beginning of this chapter and it went so well with it, you could try it hue hue hue]
Black Moon village,
It was a very dark night, about three hours before midnight, Alex solemnly stepped out of the Lord's Manor. He was struck by the strange, deserted feeling of the town's atmosphere. Taking a few steps, He surveyed his surrounding before walking towards the town's square and still found nothing but silence. He turned towards the west, yet he found nothing but silence till he noticed before him, at the foot of the temple's statue, the villagers stood silently for the first time, Dabok stood at the fore front with a torch: a long torch with n.a.k.e.d flames. The villagers were in a bowing position, Dabok with the torch was bending forward too. It was a dark, weird group, Alex lingered on his feet, watching.
He could not see what they were doing. But he could guess what everyone was doing, seeing them crouching down like that; over and Over.
Only now did Alex remember, this world, every creature hoped for something to believe in, and the closest thing to God they know was the goddess their chief always spoke of.
The one who gave them this town, protection, miracles.
They were just at the foot of Ayaseh's statue, the torch-flames weirdly flickering as the torch-bearer moved with every bow. seeing this scene, Alex could only sigh before approaching Dabok.
Feeling his presence, Dabok looked at Alex with a smile before handing over the torch to him. Without a word, Alex accepted it. The moment the torch entered his hands, The dark clouds in the sky faded, allowing the rays of the violet moon to shower on them slowly.
Gasps escaped the crowd, Alex looked at the temple and then at the sky. He was not a superstitious guy but he couldn't help being swayed at the moment as a the wind slowly c.a.r.e.s.sed their bodies. All Alex could say was,
"It's time..."
""""Awoooooooo""""" The wolves howled in the background.
____________________________________________________________
Hkork stepped into the rain and the purple moon shone over his tribesmen. In seconds his fur coat were bedraggled and skin wet. Instead of running for cover his mouth curved into the most delicious smile. This was providence. His prayers were answered.
He had planned to attack the new tribe before they began to compete for power but the Sker tribe were always in the way, But this time is different, Sker is injured, wounded by the lizard folk, so Hkork felt he could go out and end this new tribe. perhaps I could get some new sows, after all The opponent's strength seemed below theirs the last time he checked, and they have just migrated here. The opponent may not have discovered them yet. Even if they have already discovered them, the opponent doesn't know their details, so they can...Hit the opponent by surprise.
Those were his thoughts.
After discussing strategy and tactics with Baki his strongest warrior, He finally made a bold decision, which was to take the tribe today and take the wounded Sker in one night, hopefully he might just evolve.
So he thought as he quickly rallied his men.
__________________________________________________________
In order to make everything go as planned, Alex chose to use the riders and create chaos while the footmen come from behind and finish them off. The riders would then continue on to the next village while repeating the same movement, Nazu would move with the footmen. After crossing a distance of ten kilometers, they rushed to the territory of the Hkork tribe, the opposite party looked like they had already received the news or were preparing to launch an attack, Alex suspected the latter, after all it was the night of the Purple moon.
When the sentinels saw an enemy approaching, they used a whistle made of wood to blow a specific sound. After hearing this sound, the large troop gathering to go out hunting immediately prepared for defense.
"How efficient?" Alex muttered before giving an Order, "Stealth!!".
According to Orc culture, the offensive party will not take the initiative to attack unguarded camps. They will often push forward with great fanfare to let the opponent's sentry find out and leave enough time for the opponent to prepare. Of course, there were also special cases too, where there's great enmity between both parties?, such actions could be overlooked. Although Alex was yet to find any sort of government within this region, He's sure there's one, so he had to follow the rule because there are many disadvantages to going against it, well at least until he becomes the strongest party in this lands.
Firstly, the victim will retaliate wildly against your tribe. Even if they lose the battle, they will not choose to surrender. In this way, you cannot replenish your troops in time.
Secondly, the leader who gave the order will be despised by everyone, even the members of his own tribe. In the Orc Lands where they respect the strong, people respect and admire the strong, and at the same time they extremely hate those who only perform sneak attacks, bully women and children.
This was the law in the Orc lands. Everyone silently abides by it, and no one dares to go beyond it.
It is precisely because of the existence of this special law that wars between tribes have always been the kind of frontal. All this had been broken down for him by Dabok.
That kind of frontal fight was what Alex loved, a battle between iron and blood made him feel passionate, and there was inexhaustible power all over his body, and there was a supreme p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e of having everything under control. Although he argued that such means wouldn't work with Humans.
SWOOOSH!!
A fireball was now hovering within the palms of the Chief, lightening flashed in the sky as Alex and his men got closer. Immediately, the fireball was tossed in between both parties but seeing no reaction, the chief remained alert.
When the distance between the two groups shortened to 50 meters, the riders used at the same time, Alex rushed forward with his battle Axe.
The enemies were scattered as the wolves also came out of stealth, the flame torches at the entrance were tossed into the village as a result. Despite the shock, there was no nonsense between the two sides.
Both sides roared and began killing each other with abbadon.
Alex quickly arrived before the enemy Chief, an Orc that was on the slimmer side, He was a meter plus, almost two meters.
Alex did not hesitate at all when he was a few meters away from the opponent, he switched the axe to his left hand and then he slashed at the opponent's neck fiercely. The enemy dodged by bending down before using
A/N: so this morning I was listening to- Ain't no devil by Andrea Wasse at the beginning of this chapter and it went so well with it, you could try it hue hue hue Black Moon village, It was a very dark night, about three hours before midnight, Alex solemnly stepped out of the Lord's Manor. He was struck by the strange, deserted feeling of the town's atmosphere. Taking a few steps, He surveyed his surrounding before walking towards the town's square and still found nothing but silence. He turned towards the west, yet he found nothing but silence till he noticed before him, at the foot of the temple's statue, the villagers stood silently for the first time, Dabok stood at the fore front with a torch: a long torch with n.a.k.e.d flames. The villagers were in a bowing position, Dabok with the torch was bending forward too. It was a dark, weird group, Alex lingered on his feet, watching. He could not see what they were doing. But he could guess what everyone was doing, seeing them crouching down like that; over and Over. Only now did Alex remember, this world, every creature hoped for something to believe in, and the closest thing to God they know was the goddess their chief always spoke of. The one who gave them this town, protection, miracles. They were just at the foot of Ayaseh's statue, the torch-flames weirdly flickering as the torch-bearer moved with every bow. seeing this scene, Alex could only sigh before approaching Dabok. Feeling his presence, Dabok looked at Alex with a smile before handing over the torch to him. Without a word, Alex accepted it. The moment the torch entered his hands, The dark clouds in the sky faded, allowing the rays of the violet moon to shower on them slowly. Gasps escaped the crowd, Alex looked at the temple and then at the sky. He was not a superstitious guy but he couldn't help being swayed at the moment as a the wind slowly c.a.r.e.s.sed their bodies. All Alex could say was, "It's time..." """"Awoooooooo""""" The wolves howled in the background. ____________________________________________________________ Hkork stepped into the rain and the purple moon shone over his tribesmen. In seconds his fur coat were bedraggled and skin wet. Instead of running for cover his mouth curved into the most delicious smile. This was providence. His prayers were answered. He had planned to attack the new tribe before they began to compete for power but the Sker tribe were always in the way, But this time is different, Sker is injured, wounded by the lizard folk, so Hkork felt he could go out and end this new tribe. perhaps I could get some new sows, after all The opponent's strength seemed below theirs the last time he checked, and they have just migrated here. The opponent may not have discovered them yet. Even if they have already discovered them, the opponent doesn't know their details, so they can...Hit the opponent by surprise. Those were his thoughts. After discussing strategy and tactics with Baki his strongest warrior, He finally made a bold decision, which was to take the tribe today and take the wounded Sker in one night, hopefully he might just evolve. So he thought as he quickly rallied his men. __________________________________________________________ In order to make everything go as planned, Alex chose to use the riders and create chaos while the footmen come from behind and finish them off. The riders would then continue on to the next village while repeating the same movement, Nazu would move with the footmen. After crossing a distance of ten kilometers, they rushed to the territory of the Hkork tribe, the opposite party looked like they had already received the news or were preparing to launch an attack, Alex suspected the latter, after all it was the night of the Purple moon. When the sentinels saw an enemy approaching, they used a whistle made of wood to blow a specific sound. After hearing this sound, the large troop gathering to go out hunting immediately prepared for defense. "How efficient?" Alex muttered before giving an Order, "Stealth!!". According to Orc culture, the offensive party will not take the initiative to attack unguarded camps. They will often push forward with great fanfare to let the opponent's sentry find out and leave enough time for the opponent to prepare. Of course, there were also special cases too, where there's great enmity between both parties?, such actions could be overlooked. Although Alex was yet to find any sort of government within this region, He's sure there's one, so he had to follow the rule because there are many disadvantages to going against it, well at least until he becomes the strongest party in this lands. Firstly, the victim will retaliate wildly against your tribe. Even if they lose the battle, they will not choose to surrender. In this way, you cannot replenish your troops in time. Secondly, the leader who gave the order will be despised by everyone, even the members of his own tribe. In the Orc Lands where they respect the strong, people respect and admire the strong, and at the same time they extremely hate those who only perform sneak attacks, bully women and children. This was the law in the Orc lands. Everyone silently abides by it, and no one dares to go beyond it. It is precisely because of the existence of this special law that wars between tribes have always been the kind of frontal. All this had been broken down for him by Dabok. That kind of frontal fight was what Alex loved, a battle between iron and blood made him feel passionate, and there was inexhaustible power all over his body, and there was a supreme p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e of having everything under control. Although he argued that such means wouldn't work with Humans. SWOOOSH!! A fireball was now hovering within the palms of the Chief, lightening flashed in the sky as Alex and his men got closer. Immediately, the fireball was tossed in between both parties but seeing no reaction, the chief remained alert. When the distance between the two groups shortened to 50 meters, the riders used at the same time, Alex rushed forward with his battle Axe. The enemies were scattered as the wolves also came out of stealth, the flame torches at the entrance were tossed into the village as a result. Despite the shock, there was no nonsense between the two sides. Both sides roared and began killing each other with abbadon. Alex quickly arrived before the enemy Chief, an Orc that was on the slimmer side, He was a meter plus, almost two meters. Alex did not hesitate at all when he was a few meters away from the opponent, he switched the axe to his left hand and then he slashed at the opponent's neck fiercely. The enemy dodged by bending down before using
