…………

"In the name of the ancestors, there are too many of them! Like fleas, only bigger and armed!" Kurdran cursed as he looked at the scene below. He and an entire hunting party were suspended in the air,

The height was enough for them to have a good view of the strange green-skinned monsters. But everything in front of them looked very bad.

These guys were moving very fast, and now they were only a day away from the Eagle's Nest Mountain. At first, he only saw a small team, but then, he noticed another team not far away.

, and then the third team appeared further away. Other sentries also reported the same situation. Although these greenskins dispersed into a team of about twenty people, more teams followed. Although the Wildhammer dwarves

Not afraid of any challenge, but these guys look tough, and they are enough to destroy Eagle's Nest Mountain with sheer numerical superiority.

No! You can't sit back and let these things happen.

Kurdran looked around, and every dwarf nodded in response to him. "Very good." Kurdran told them, raising the horn to his lips. "Wildhammer, attack!" He blew the horn and then

It hung by his side while controlling it with his knees

The big guy responded with a loud cry, spread his wings and dived down excitedly. The others also followed and fell vertically. Like them, Kurdran also took out his Storm Hammer, high

He raised this huge weapon.

But this time, his target was not the green skin itself, but a violent knock on the tree trunk. The impact caused leaves, berries and needles to fall like rain, and the orcs were overwhelmed by the sudden attack. Kud

Lan knocked on two other trees. These actions caused the nuts on the trees to hit those guys, and the fallen fruits were in their hands.

There were scars on their bodies. The orcs lowered their heads and raised their hands in a panic to try to protect their eyes, but the Wildhammer's attack continued, and leaves and nuts kept falling. The orcs didn't know what happened, but nothing happened.

People would like this. Since the woods were no longer safe, they left here. They ran quickly to the nearest clearing.

And this is exactly Kurdran's plan.

"The time has come!" The Griffin Knight shouted loudly, and with a loud war cry, Kurdran was ready to launch the first round of attacks. He aimed at a green skin and threw it before the opponent could see his appearance clearly.

The war hammer came out and hit the orc's jaw. With a burst of thunder, the bones were shattered and the body flew away.

"You bastards don't want to pollute our forests!" Kurdran yelled. The hammer flew back to his hand, and he threw it again, this time hitting another greenskin. Next, Skarree was in the air.

He drew an arc and circled in the air to prepare for the second wave of attacks. The other dwarves also followed Kurdran's rhythm and attacked.

"These guys didn't give in easily." When Kurdran approached again, he saw that the remaining greenskins had raised their weapons and were ready. Their formation also gradually gathered in an attempt to weaken the Wildhammer's attack.

difficulty.

"They're cunning, but they can't fly."

Kurdran raised the warhammer above his head and swung it, then threw it, hitting an greenskin in the right temple. When the guy fell, he hit the orc beside him.

"Ha, you have nowhere to escape." Kurdran shouted in front of the fallen guy. The orcs below huddled together and prepared to stop Kurdran who was swooping down, but they soon discovered that they were wrong. With attacks

Not only Kurdran was killed, but also Skyree. Her powerful front claws pushed down the orc in the front, her sharp beak tore the second one into pieces, and her wings stunned the third one.

The conflict ended quickly. Whatever these greenskins were, their reactions were too slow and they clearly had no experience facing the Griffin Riders. Of course, Kurdran and his friends were quite good at attacking targets on the ground.

.But the orcs would fight back, and some dwarves were slightly injured, but they did not lose anyone. Only a handful of greenskins survived, and they fled into the woods in panic.

"This teaches them not to forget to look up." Kurdran said, making the other dwarves laugh. "Go home, brothers. We must warn others immediately. I feel that these monsters will appear again."

"

On the other side, the Alliance army is rushing here.

"Get ready." Lothar whispered. He slowed down his movement and was careful of the low branches around him. He took out his giant sword and held it in front of him, and raised his shield with the other hand. "It should be.

It's very close."

Turalyon nodded, raised his war hammer, and came to the left side of the commander. Khadgar stopped on the other side, and the three of them formed a standard triangle formation, although the mage didn't hold anything in his hand.

, but Turalyon already understood the abilities of his mage friend in battle. Looking around carefully, Lothar tried to penetrate the darkness of the woods and find the prey around them.

"There!" He pointed to the right front. Not far away, Khadgar and Turalyon followed his gesture and turned their heads. It took the two of them some time to notice the movement coming from that direction. Maybe it was a bear.

, but they did not see the brown fur. The opponent was about the same size as a human being, and the speed when walking through the forest seemed to be on the road. The most important thing is that this kind of movement continued, indicating that something was passing there repeatedly. It was only possible

They are disciplined creatures - orcs.

"Prepare to fight and keep alive." Lothar whispered. He turned to look at Khadgar. "Inform the others." The young old mage nodded.

"In the meantime, we continue to monitor." The general said to Turalyon, who nodded. "If it looks like they are preparing to leave, then we need to know what they are going to do."

"Yes, sir." Turalyon replied, gripping his warhammer. He was ready. Compared with before, he had already fought against the orcs this time, and he was sure that he could do a great job again.

Good, even better.

Eagle's Nest Mountain

"We have suffered losses!" a dwarf reported. Kurdran looked at him in surprise. The Wildhammer warrior continued: "There are still people who have been seriously injured and can no longer continue fighting."

"What happened?" Kurdran asked.

"Those greenskins!" he replied excitedly. "They suddenly got smarter! As we got closer to them, they started throwing weapons! Axes, short swords, and spears. When we got closer, they suddenly dispersed.

It's gone, making it impossible for us to pursue it."

"What!" Kurdran's face was full of surprise, and he felt uneasy in his heart. "Are you sure this is how they deal with you?"

"In the name of my ancestors, everything I say is true."

Kurdran nodded. "Damn greenskins, I knew they were a group. Their colors betrayed them."

"What do you mean?" the dwarf warrior asked.

"Trolls." Kurdran raised his arms and shouted, "This is how the trolls dealt with us many years ago. Those guys must have been taught to do this by the forest trolls."

The dwarf warrior nodded in agreement.

Kurdran continued: "What's more important is that their number exceeds my imagination." The Hinterlands map placed in front of him had many marks showing the locations where the orcs appeared. They were everywhere.

"We must be careful. Tell our brothers to stay away from the greenskins and maintain an absolutely safe height, and then..."

"Troll!" Another dwarf rushed in and shouted, collapsing to the ground and bumping into a chair next to him. He was holding his dislocated left arm, and a wound near his shoulder was still bleeding. "We

While chasing a group of greenskins, a group of forest trolls suddenly jumped out.

!Their attack hit Moria and Gork, and Elin and Ranthos fell from their gryphons, whether alive or dead." He pointed to his wounds. "I was hit by an axe.

I was hit, but I escaped the second axe, or my head would be gone."

"Damn it." Kurdran roared. "They have indeed joined forces with the trolls, greenskin on greenskin! These trolls have been preventing us from using those trees!" He tugged on his beard helplessly. "We

If you need help, the trolls alone are enough trouble."

Kurdran was in the area when a third dwarf broke in, and he was a sentinel.

"Humans!" He shouted happily: "A large group of humans! They said they were here to help us deal with the orcs. That's what they seemed to call the group of monsters."

"Humans, you came in time, praise the ancestors!" Kurdran said. "If they can destroy those monsters called orcs, we will be happy to accept their help." He laughed and waved his storm hammer.

"And those trolls, I will avenge the dead brothers, and our griffins will tear them apart." He turned and walked towards the door, whistling to summon Scarree. "Brothers, let us take off again!

” he shouted.

Maris Farm

Nathanos is trimming the fur of the sheep. Winter has passed and the sheep no longer need the thick "clothing" on their bodies.

The human wiped the sweat from his head, stuffed another pile of wool into the basket, and prepared to sit on the ground to rest. But suddenly he heard an unusual sound.

"What?" Nathanos stood up and looked warily at the direction of the sound. He knew that the other party was far away from him, but was approaching here.

Nathanos looked at the clouds in the sky, and the next second, a huge black shadow rushed out.

"Careful!" he yelled. Although he was the only one around, the sheep fled in all directions as he shouted. Nathanos threw himself on the ground and felt the thing passing over him. He looked up and saw

This time he saw clearly, the huge wings, the body as red as fire, and the tail full of spikes. This was a creature he had never seen before.

"What is that? A griffon?" Nathanos marveled, but immediately rejected his answer. Griffins have fur but no scales.

"There seems to be something sitting on it!"

As he spoke, the big guy suddenly turned around and swooped down towards him.

"Damn it!"

…………
Chapter completed!