"Kill!"
With the command from the Commander in Chief, the Allied Forces charged forward, and in an instant, flesh and bone collided on the prairie.
Arguing is one thing, complaining is another.
Regarding the undead army threatening the peace of the species, the Orcs dare not let their guard down. Having agreed on the number of troops, the various races immediately launched their actions.
The current confrontation is just a vignette of the clash between the Orcs and the Undead. A massive circle surrounding the operational range of the undead army is continuously tightening.
A brief skirmish scattered the skeleton frame army before them, and the Lionman King dared not be careless at all.
These undead creatures in front of them were transformed from deceased herdsmen and were just minor fry in this undead pandemic.
