Orc Wars 2 : Lazarus

Chapter 137 - Last Stand Part One

"Remember! Cover the Overlord and Warlord!! Their lives are your lives!!" shouted Jarrakg.

He watched as the Overlord and Warlord took their positions about fifty meters from the main gates. The warriors accompanying them spread out strategically. From their positions, they could fight freely but also run to defend their lords if need be. His archers would thin out the enemy ranks before they could reach the waiting orcs below. Then the Overlord and his eager warriors would annihilate the remaining beasts.

"Archers!!" the Second-in command called out as he watched the incoming lava hounds. Were there more this time? These seemed bigger. There were gaps in between the attacking hounds in the previous waves. This one seemed more intense. This must be Mallarg's final attack. He was determined to finish it with this wave. It was all or nothing. The smoking hounds covered every inch of ground from here all the way back to the portal where they spawned from. It was going to be a long wave.

"FOR THE GLORY OF THE OVERLORD!!! GWAR! GWAR! GWAR!!"

"For the Overlord!!" The warrior orcs yelled. All were ready for the assault. In fact they couldn't wait to kill the dogs. This time they had the Destroyers and the monster on their side.

Jarrakg spared a glance at the Bello. She was at her station waiting silently assessing the situation. Would she be alright? The human Lazarus did mention she was a water creature. Could she fight against the fire dogs? They would burn her up; he thought worriedly then shook himself. What are you thinking? He slapped himself mentally. The Ghost Lord also said she could fight and take care of herself. He had seen her in action didn't he? He should trust the human, the other Ghost Lords did. If anything happened to the monster, the Witch would help her. Lord Lazarus said so. The Holy Seer would help too.

Jarrakg shook his head trying to clear his thoughts. He should not worry about the Bello. Although her human torso was dainty and delicate, the monster had wreaked havoc on the lands once before she was confined did she not? He should focus on his job.

"ARCHERS!!"

The orcs dipped their arrow tips in the pots placed along the walls before nocking the sturdy shafts. Jarrakg raised his fist and dropped it when the Overlord down below made the first Kill.

"FIRE AT WILL!!" he roared.

The lava hounds surged forward heedless of the arrows raining down upon them. Most arrows found their mark but some were burnt or knocked aside. Those that hit the hounds hissed loudly as they sank into molten lava blood. The hounds stopped in their tracks confused as parts of their bodies hit by the arrows froze their insides locking their muscles and hindering movement.

Upon the wall, a loud cheer rose among the orcs. The mysterious brew that Thalasis had prepared for the arrows were working. The Holy Seer said it was a parting gift from the healer Ghost Lord Isis to them. Jarrakg's huge maw split into a grin. Isis' timely present was going to turn the tide, he was sure of it.

"Again!! What are you waiting for? An invitation? Get to work!!"

"Gwar!!"

"Gwar! Gwar!!"

"Yes Sir!!" his warriors roared back at their grinning Commander. Morale had lifted with the return of the Warlord. The presence of the Ghost Lords and Bello helped too. But now that the Holy Seer's mysterious brew was proving to be extremely hazarders to the hounds, morale soared. They would be more effective in killing now. They would not have to depend on the Ghost Lords to save them. There was a chance of overcoming the creatures, not just surviving their attacks.

With renewed enthusiasm, the orcs got down to serious business. Arrows were dipped, drawn and shot. The effort slowed down the enemy considerably. Killing them was easier and faster than before but the sea of hounds seemed endless. Behind the frantic archers, green orcs refilled the pots and quivers as fast as they were emptied.