Chapter 127 The Strength of House Silversword's Warriors

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"An Orc Lord? I thought it was just a legend. Does that thing really exist?" Henry raised his eyebrows in disbelief. "Yes, it is real." Alaric nodded solemnly. If he had not seen it in his past life, he wouldn't believe it as well. "No way..." Henry muttered in shock. Suddenly, Alaric clapped his hand to gather everyone's attention. The warriors turned their gazes at him. Seeing that he had gathered their attention, Alaric spoke in a stern voice. "We don't know for sure whether that monster is here so we need to preserve everyone's strength." He turned his head and said. "Sir Warrick's group has already been there for a while, so I need your team to replace them, Sir Fredrinn." Hearing his commands, Fredrinn nodded. "Yes, my lord." "Go!" Alaric waved his hand indifferently. Fredrinn didn't waste any time and gave a signal to his troops to follow him. After he left, Alaric glanced at the remaining Elite Knights and reminded them. "You three should get ready and prepare to replace Sir Fredrinn at any time." "Yes, my lord!" Meanwhile, Fredrinn's team replaced Warrick's group and the former continued to launch a series of fierce attacks on the orc warriors. With their superior tactics, the orc warriors' numbers quickly fell and the corpses of their brethren were buried in the snow. Fredrinn thought that the battle would be easy, but a change suddenly occurred on the enemy's side. Four Orc Generals appeared wielding massive weapons proportional to their towering sizes. Behind them were hundreds of orc warriors, pouring into the battlefield with loud and sonorous battle cries. Their emergence made Fredrinn's face fall. Although he was powerful among the Elite Knights, he would have some trouble in dealing with four Orc Generals. "Fire the signal arrow!" Fredrinn instructed with an urgent tone. One of his subordinates immediately fired a signal arrow into the sky. The arrow rose into the sky and exploded upon reaching its peak. "Don't scatter! Maintain our defensive formation until support arrives!" Fredrinn shouted to his men as he eyed the incoming wave with a serious look. "Yes, sir!" The warriors immediately clustered together, forming a tight diamond wall with Fredrinn at the vanguard. After missing its target, the sword smashed the ground, creating a deep pit underneath. Meanwhile, the three Orc Generals also attacked him in three different directions, not giving him any room to escape. However, Fredrinn had already anticipated this. He squeezed his legs and pulled the reins, urging his horse to make a quick turn. Subsequently, he raised his shield to block an attack and used his sword to deflect another. Clang! Bang! Fredrinn took a deep breath. He might have blocked their attacks, but the force still made his arms numb. He could also feel his horse shaking from the intense pressure. If it weren't for his mana, his mount might have already been killed. "Good job in delaying these monsters, Sir Fredrinn!" A carefree laugh drifted into his ears. Soon, a figure holding a sword appeared behind an Orc General and swiftly swung his sword into its neck. Puchi! A huge head flew with one slice and its headless body fell with a heavy 'thud', collapsing to the snow-covered ground. Meanwhile, Arthur appeared next to another Orc General, casually slitting its throat with a swipe of his sword. Explore stories on My Virtual Library Empire The poor beast gasped and staggered as it stared at Arthur with hatred and disbelief. It then fell to its knees, blood gushing out of its neck like a fountain. These two are improving quickly. Fredrinn thought upon seeing their performance. Soon afterward, they made quick work of the remaining two Orc Generals. Meanwhile, their subordinates had also annihilated the orc warriors. Fredrinn inspected his team and noticed that two of them were missing. He looked around and soon discovered their corpses buried in the snow. Please guide their souls into your embrace, Aru. He prayed in his heart. On the other hand, the unit commanded by Henry and Arthur lost four people. This made the two old warriors feel dejected. Suddenly, Fredrinn glanced in a certain direction, his eyes widening in trepidation. "Something terrible is coming..."

Chapter 127 The Strength of House Silversword's Warriors

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