Rise of the Horde

Turning around to make his exit, Sakh'arran was greeted with the grinning face of Gur'kan peeking through the slightly raised flaps of the chieftain's tent.  Sakh'arran was confused a bit but got over it quickly because of irritation from the grin of Gur'kan.

After exiting the chieftain's tent, Sakh'arran spread his gaze around and found everybody still busy doing what the chief had assign them to do.

"Heh...Glad you still got your head attach to your body!"

Gur'kan joked and chuckled a bit towards the confused orc infront of him who just had an earful from the chieftain.

"What do you mean by that!?"

Sakh'arran knitted his brows together in confusion and stared at Gur'kan, seeking for an explanation.

"You haven't seen the chieftain's real prowess in combat yet.  Whenever his eyes glow in color, he goes on a rampage and can do much destruction much much more than what the musclehead Galum'nor could."

Gur'kan stopped a bit and remembered how their chieftain single handedly decimated thousands upon thousands of the goblin minions of the demon alone.  The chieftain's each swing made the air vibrate as gusts of winds that wounded enemies from a distance.

That blood red haze that covered his eyes that time made him look like a demon that just crawled out from the depths of Gehenna.  Remembering how the chieftain was like during that time made Gur'kan feel goosebumps all over his body till now.

"He was like the avatar of death and destruction himself, slaughtering any enemy without a shed of mercy nor compassion.  Dismembering each enemy to small pieces and sometimes even burning them to ash with greenish flame that radiated out of his right hand"

Sakh'arran's forehead was covered with sweat, he sweated more and more as Gur'kan continued to tell him about the power that the chieftain wielded.  He can't help but feel lucky that the chieftain spared him and didn't exact any sort of punishment.

"Now you know why I said that I'm glad that your head is still attach to your body."

Gur'kan snorted towards Sakh'arran then turned around and walked away. Sakh'arran stood there like a log for sometime in deep thoughts, glancing towards the chieftain's tent, he can't help but shake his head.

"Wait for me!"

Sakh'arran yelled towards Gur'kan who was getting further and further away.  Clipping his blade on his side with his right hand, he chased after him.

"Seems like I am still in luck.  But damn, my ears hurt from the chieftain's lecture.  Kinda reminds me of the nights we spent together with what the chieftain called commander's classes"

"You deserve such an earful.  Rule number one! Never question the chieftain if you don't fully understand him or his ideas.  Better seek counsel from Rakh'ash'tha if you aren't sure since he is the only one among us who somehow understands the chieftain's odd ideas and even implemented some of it."

Gur'kan snorted at him.

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The kobolds and goblins finally reached a good depth in tunneling through the mountains and started branching out to many tunnels in search for metal ores and other precious things hidden within the mountains.

The orcs and ogres seemed to be having a contest in who can make more stone blocks than the other as they chip the huge boulders turning them into rectangular shaped blocks.

"We'll need to make it bigger, move your asses or I'll mix some nasty concoctions on your meals!"

Rakh'ash'ta bellowed towards the orcs who were with him, about a hundred of them, mostly forgers who had knowledge about furnaces. On his hands was a scroll containing the blueprint of what looks like a huge prison cell with no windows except for two entrances, one bigger than the other.

The chieftain gave him the blueprint and explained the details about it.  The structure was to be use to produce the thing which he called cement which was crucial in building the city wall that they needed.  the chieftain said that they can create a tall and long wall with the thing he called a cement that can be as durable as the walls made by the pinkskins.

Rakh'ash'ta was the only one interested in the odd ideas of the chieftain due to his curious nature.  The ideas of the chief fascinated him and made him wonder if such things are really possible.

"Pile the fire bricks tightly and neatly or the heat will escape through those gaps!"

He shouted as he saw some small gaps between the fire bricks.

"What's the use of creating such a huge furnace?"

One of the workers approached Rakh'ash'tha after unloading the new batch of fire bricks that just arrived.

"It's a cement maker and not for forging metal"

Rakh'ash'ta shortly replied and yelled towards the orc workers who were slacking off.

"Cement? What's that exactly?"

The orc worker can't help but ask and wanted to know more about it.

"Hmmm...Chief says it's like a clay but binds things together stronger. It is an important material for building durable structures... If you want more details, you better start studying under the chieftain since I am still buy just an apprentice of his odd ideas"

Rakh'ash'ta explained then shouted again, he was getting irritated by the working pace of the orcs.

"Put your backs onto it! Enough slacking!"

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Xiao Chen went out his tent to get some breather and also to inspect on the progress of his plans.  He saw the taurens moving about carrying on their shoulders huge loads of ores, metal ores from the mines and the others carried, pushed or pulled some boulders towards where the orcs and ogres were contesting on who makes more stone blocks.

Breathing in fresh air then exhaled slowly, Xiao Chen walked around the village.  He was watch as the Yohan First Battalion joined the physical labor in the building of the city wall.  In their hands were digging tools instead of a shield and a weapon, they were digging the foundation for the city wall that he planned.

The foundation for the wall look like a long straight ditch which was commonly made by the pinkskins as a defensive measure in their battle lines to protect their fragile units against night raids.

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