Chapter 818 - Lies and Deception
Chapter 818 Lies and Deception
Xan’tish Sharpfang was silently observing the battlefield.
Seventeen elders and leaders of the Witherwater City Tribe Alliance stood behind his towering body.
Fourth Grade Berserk Warrior Mau’ris was the most annoyed person among them all. He was continually pacing near Xan’tish, loudly complaining and questioning the strategy at play, “The brats have all gone charging up the frontlines! Are we just supposed to wait here and do nothing?”
Xan’tish replied solemnly without even turning his head, “I have already contacted the Sala Tribe. They will be joining the war with thirty thunder rocs soon.”
“Thunder rocs, thunder rocs, thunder rocs…are we orcs unable to fight without thunder rocs?”
“We aren’t here to fight today. We are here to destroy the enemy’s portal.” Xan’tish finally turned his head. His broad and bloodshot eyes were filled with an unconcealable fury, “You have heard the holy decree of the beast gods themselves. The invading enemies this time are not the usual sort. They are fearsome witches who have sworn vengeance against us. If they establish a foothold here, then our Strongwoods Plane will be in danger.”
“Then all the more reason you should let me onto the battlefield to slaughter them. I’ll butcher every enemy on the ground, and then you guys come from the skies once the thunder rocs arrive. Isn’t that even better? ” Mau’ris was still doggedly arguing.
The armies of the orcs were still marching toward the battlefield, while the witches’ forces were still swarming through the teleportation gate.
Just like that, the forces of both parties clashed in a deadly battle on the desolate plains. The witches had a clear advantage now. They were forcing the orcs away from the portal and were eating away at the orcs’ military strength.
The orcs had always been a species where every single member could fight.
Since Witherwater City had one hundred and ten thousand orcs, they could field an orc army of one hundred and ten thousand.
However, the ones that could arrive at the battlefield early were still elites after all. If they were all exterminated here, then the only soldiers left would be the weak and elderly. They might not be weaker than a human army, but they were insignificant before the powerful forces of the witches.
If this battle went well, the witches might even be able to take over Witherwater City.
This way, the witch forces would no longer be an isolated army that had traveled from afar. Instead, they would be a significant military force with a stronghold from which they could strike and defend. As such, the decision of the witches after a discussion was the bury all of the orc elites here, leaving not a single one to escape back to Witherwater City!
It was this decision that caused the witches to hold back a large batch of powerful voodoo beasts instead of directly releasing them onto the battlefield. Meanwhile, they relied on these intermediate and low-grade undead to stall the orc army and slowly wear them down.
Of course, even the plans of the orc powerhouses behind the lines were well within the expectations of the witches.
A flock of thunder rocs no more than Second or Third Grade and you think it would be enough of a trump card in a planar war like this?
Truly a bunch of uneducated bumpkins!
The witches laughed coldly, their voices full of disdain.