Chapter 117 - So Many Towers!
The Blademaster chased after the running Archmage, both of them had boots, so they couldn’t catch one another.
The chat was also starting to get excited.
“Wow, isn’t this Silent guy the tentacle monster? Why isn’t he microing?”
“Are you stupid? What can you do as an Archmage being chased by a Blademaster?”
“Humans can’t beat orcs, nothing to see here.”
“What the, the Archmage is about to die!”
“Oh man, he lived with a sliver of health. Not bad, now he can buy potions and replenish his army and go again!”
The Orc army was sent out to force a mine!
There was no other choice as their current mine was at its limits, if they didn’t make a move, they would’ve lost the war of attrition.
But before they could establish the mine, the humans came.
The chat was going wild. Anybody could tell that this was the final battle. If the Orcs fail to secure the mine, their game would be over, but if the Orcs manage to hang on, they still have a chance.
But the humans didn’t start battling, but instead started building towers right in front of the mine.
Once the tower was dropped, many Peasants were behind it hammering away.
The observer who was commentating was stunned.
“My goodness! Silent is trying to build a tower right in the face of Nightwind! Are they crazy! The Orcs have an entire army, will the tower even be built?
“Huh? But Nightwind isn’t responding, he didn’t see it! My goodness, he only has a portion of his army guarding the mine, and has his attention on the Blademaster!
“The tower is outside of vision range, and he can’t see it! My goodness! There are now eight towers built, and upgrading!
“He’s discovered it! It looks like it’s too late! Destroy! Rush! My goodness, he can’t win!
“The Orcs are retreating, but the humans aren’t chasing at all! They’re building more towers! That’s too evil!”
The chat was also shocked, spamming: “never seen someone so shameless”!
The Humans were now completely in advantage, but Silent still chose to not chase. Instead he chose to build more and more towers towards the mine!
The Orc army was now stuck, the mine was behind them, and they had Guard Towers in front of them as well as their huge army. But the humans didn’t plan to fight, instead kept pushing the Guard Towers forward.
“Nightwind-god’s not waiting anymore, he’s forcing the fight! Blademaster used Bladestorm! Spin, spin, spin! Oh, he can’t win! And Blademaster is back to base.
“The mine was gone before it even started!
“The Peasants from Silent have now made it their base, turning the Orc mine into his!
“Wow, this mine is the scariest I’ve seen, there are twenty-four Guard Towers!”
The viewers could feel the hopelessness of the Orc player through the commentary.
But Nightwind hadn’t typed GG, his Blademaster was now level six, and didn’t want to lose this way.
“The Humans are on the move, is this the end?
“No, the Humans aren’t moving towards the base of the Orc! …huh? He’s gathering the Peasants to the middle of the map?
“Uhh… he’s building towers again!
“Oh my, there are so many towers already! Looks like there are twenty two Guard Towers!
“What is this about? There aren’t any resources in the middle of the map, what’s the point of building so many towers? To black passage?”