"Orcs are attacking from the hill!!" the other soldier who also saw it, shouted in a trembling voice.
"Make a for—" before the commander could give the command, the young orc had lunged forward.
"UUUURHAAAAA" the young orc shouted.
He lunges forward with a large sword in each hand. The other orcs behind him joined the attack with clubs, logs, bone, or use whatever they could find in this forest.
The people in front of them were thrown flying. Screams and broken bones were heard.
Things became chaotic, the orc hordes rampaged through the crowd of people. Human skin, flesh, and bones were unable to withstand the blows of the orc power. It's a massacre.
The young orc swung his sword nimbly. His movements are not like ordinary orcs who only use power but use sword techniques that are not inferior to elite warriors.
The twin great swords that he swung were like tornadoes that slaughtered his enemies. There was no mercy from that swords. Every time he swing his sword, one warrior's head was cut off. His precision and speed made the soldier who had time to pick up his weapon unable to parry before losing his head.
The commander's face turned red when he saw his troops being slaughtered. He was furious, his army was crushed and his food carriage burned by pests like orcs.
He wanted to attack but the crowd of soldiers blocked his view. The commander is a magician.
He has an attack that can inflict massive damage. But this spell has a wide attack area.
If he took it out in the crowd, the soldiers would be killed along with the orcs. He didn't want a shortage of soldiers who could help him carry the food carriages.
"Retreat! Retreat! Pick your weapon, you dumbass!" He shot angrily.
The orcs began to push forward into the crowd of soldiers.
These orcs didn't attack individually but entered slowly in an orderly formation. No orcs came out of formation and were finally surrounded, they were like the elite troops of Stonhold Kingdom.
Even so, they were only eleven. They were not able to slaughter dozens of soldiers quickly, but in the end, the other soldiers managed to retreat.
As the human army retreated, the orcs did not catch up. They also retreated neatly.
Seeing the orcs retreat the commander charged forward. These orcs are very smart they can read the situation and know if humans are no longer easy to kill.
But the Commander will not allow this horde of pests to retreat just like that. They had to pay for the soldiers' lives they took.
"[Reinforce Speed]" The commander cast a spell.
His speed is getting faster. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of a horde of orcs. The commander looked into their green eyes, they look astonished. The commander smirked thinking that this stupid creature was afraid of meeting a mage.
"It's too late you idiot! Die! [Fire Ball]" The commander opened his arms and announced the death of these pests.
A fireball the size of a human head formed in front of his chest. The fireball shot swiftly towards the orc horde.
Even though it looks small, the fireball from the [Fire Ball] spell will make a big explosion when it hits its target.
The explosion would burn everything within five meters around it. The heat from the explosion can even melt iron.
The target of this spell, will not be able to dodge a fireball that shoots as fast as an arrow released from its bow.
The only way to defend against this spell is to use a spell from the [Wall] faction or block the user before casting this spell. While the orcs who are creatures without mana flow will end up turning into ashes.
The commander smirked as he waited for the burning orcs' screams of pain. But the young orc at the very front did something that made his eyes widen.
The young orc slapped a fast-moving fireball with his greatsword, and that slap make the fireball turn to the left. His movements were so fast that the fireball seemed to turn on its own.
The commander gaped.
The soldiers gaped.
The crickets stopped creaking.
The wind stopped blowing.
The fireball hit the hill and exploded. The explosion shattered half the hill and made a deep hole. The heat that was felt from the effects of the [Fire ball] spell made them aware that what had happened wasn't an illusion.
Their eyes rolled from the exploding hill to the young orc's figure.
The young orc made a throwing stance. Then waved his hand. The sword in his left hand shot out at the speed of sound.
Syiuuu
The commander felt a touch on his chest. He looked down.
There is a hole in his chest. The hole was as big as a human head.
His heart, lungs, ribs, and all the internal organs that should have been there being gone.
All that was left was blood dripping from the ceiling of the hole to the bottom of the hole.
Brak!
Then he felt his back hit something hard.
"Eh?" The commander is confused.
Blood dripped from his mouth.
"Eh? Eh?" his brain was trying to process what had just happened.
His body gradually becomes stiff.
"Eh?" His voice was getting smaller.
The commander closed his eyes, he didn't realize what had just happened until the end of his life. Maybe even when he arrives in hell he won't even realize he's already dead.
Bold saw what was happening, when the young Orc threw the sword in his right hand, the ground on his left footstep cracked.
Then in the blink of an eye, the commander's chest disappeared along with the heads of three other soldiers behind him.
The commander continued to sound 'eh?' until his body fell to the ground, and the light in his eyes faded.
The soldiers were confused by what had just happened. Their brains still haven't processed this strange and miraculous occurrence.
Their commander was a Mage. From a noble family, he has a bright future.
With his status as a mage, his noble blood, and his achievements during this war, the Commander would probably become a famous mage.
But he ended up pitifully, killed with just one hit from a young monster.
"Petjah!!" The young orc gave the signal.
The other ten orcs behind him moved forward. They split into three groups.
The first group attacked from the right side, the second group attacked from the left side, and the young orc naturally took the center position.
He threw away his last greatsword and pulled a small knife from his waist.
The knife curved into a crescent moon and was sharp on both sides, with a pointed tip, the small knife was like the claws of a beast.
"AJJJAARE!!!" The young orc gave the signal.
The orc army surrounded the human army.
The commander is the only mage of this army. The human army that had no command, confusion, and fear turned into panic.
They fought in panic.
The massacre started again.
.....
{The Morning}
More and more human casualties. The orc army was patiently killing humans one by one. The human army that was continuously retreating arrived at the guard post.
When Bold saw the deserted guard post, his feeling got worse.
The smell of blood wafted everywhere, the bodies of the guards lay lifeless. The wounds on their bodies indicated death from blunt objects and arrows.
Five orcs were seen standing waiting for their arrival. Behind the five orcs, a herd of no less than 30 goblins aimed their arrows at the sky.