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Rise of the Horde

Chapter 229
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After a few probes, Baron Masud finally learned that he was up against an army made up of humans and Ereians at that. According to the information that they have obtained, they have a bit of advantage against their enemies when it came to numbers but he was hesitant about engaging the burly creatures that accompanies the rebellious Ereians but after remembering that he had some members of the Ereian Royal Army with him, he relaxed.

The next day, early in the morning before the sun rose from the horizon, shouts of alarm coming from the sentries echoed within the camp of the Ereians. Scouts have just spotted that their enemies were forming their battle lines and would be marching towards them very soon.

“Get all the soldiers to prepare for combat. Tell the members of the Ereian Royal Army who are with us to anchor the center of our battle line. The cavalry will be positioned at our right flank.” Baron Masud barked out his commands to his aid as he started wearing his armor with the help of Evelyn.

After the first light coming from the rising sun shone down on the battlefield, the armies were on a standoff as they slowly march towards each other. The Drakhars weren’t sure if they are nervous or excited but one thing is for sure, the Skallsers who were protecting both of their flanks were excited about the upcoming battle.

The distance between the two armies was less than a kilometer when both of them stopped in their tracks. A group of riders from the Ereian battle line came forward and stopped about four hundred meters away.

“Who is your commander and what is your purpose in facing against us?” a booming voice came from one of the riders that came forward. There were about fifty of them all in total and judging by their formation, their head commander must be within and is at the center of their formation.

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“Let us go and meet them.” Adhalia said as she turned her head towards Haguk who just nodded his head at him in response.

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“Zaraki, you come along.” She commanded as she approached the frontlines.

“Half of you with me, the rest stay put.” Haguk commanded then the Warg Cavalry split into two, half of them went with their chief while the rest remained at the same spot where they were at.

“I didn’t expect the runaway princess of the fallen Darkhariss to be leading this army.” Baron Masud said as he commanded his steed to move forward after identifying the one who was ahead of the rest of their enemies.

“And I didn’t expect that a nobody like you is leading such an army.” Adhalia replied while a mocking smile was on her lips.

“Tsk... I wonder how you convinced these monsters to follow you?” he questioned while an amused smile was on his face as he stared at the body of the Darkhariss but his eyes stayed for a long time at her chest.

“Surrender now and I will spare you or else death will be the only thing that awaits you” He continued.

“And if... I would surrender. Let me guess, I’ll be serving you especially in bed, right?” Adhalia questioned, still maintaining a smile on her lips.

“Obviously that’s already given.” He replied readily.

“No thanks... I don’t fancy you at all... May Faerush protect the souls of those who will soon fall.” She replied before turning around and headed back towards her army.

It was but just a formality to respond to the leader of an enemy army if he or she requests an audience before the battle will break out. In some cases, the battle would be avoided after the leaders of both armies conversed their terms but rarely would it happen.

“You will regret this! I look forward to seeing you under me, obviously while naked.” Baron Masud taunted before turning around while giving off a light laugh to which Adhalia just dismissed with a simple shrug.

After returning to their lines, Haguk suddenly started to shout towards the Skallsers and told them that their enemies insulted Adhalia. He may not have understood the content of the conversation between Adhalia and the enemy army but basing on the lustful expression of the enemy commander, he was pissed off since like the others, he too believed that Adhalia was a woman of their chief and she must not be insulted in anyway by them especially by their enemies.

“Gu’rok Mognah!?” someone shouted among the Skallsers in a loud booming voice.

“Gu’rok Mognah!” the voice came again and this time there was a response or a thunderous response.

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“Thrakk’moda!” the Skallsers replied in unison.

“Gu’r!?

“Thrakk’moda!”

“Zaggosh!”

“Thrakk’moda!!!”

The thundering voice of the Skallsers boomed through the battlefield as they stomp their feet on the ground. Baron Masud was frightened a bit after hearing the voices of the enemy army that came like a thunderclap.

The sound to march forward was finally given, the Drakhars was influenced by the Skallsers who were shouting in unison as they mimic the sounds that the Skallsers were shouting even though they have no idea of what it means. Marching forward with a very high morale, the aura being given off by the Skallsers and the Drakhars was that of a hungry predator that was heading for its prey.

Baron Masud gave out a command to their cavalry that would be heading east before swinging back to hit their enemies in the flank or at their rear if possible. Dust rose up into the air as the cavalry followed the command that was given.

“Isn’t that where chief and the others are at?” Haguk turned his head towards Adhalia as he questioned.

“Uhuh...” Adhalia replied while nodding her head.

“Well, they are screwed...Poor souls...” Haguk commented as he bowed his head while muttering something inaudible under his breath.

The Ereian army slowly moved forward to engaged their enemies but they lacked momentum in their march unlike their foes who are continuously chanting something that they couldn’t understand.