Empire Of Souls - Chapter 115 Taking Charge 1

As Aleks fought the Dragon King, the battle beneath the southern walls of the expeditionary settlement was raging fiercely. The Orcs had been hit hard by the fearless charge of the Dragonmen Chevalier. With Grobak’s forces leaving the battlefield, the Orcs were at a disadvantage. Although their numbers were greater, they were inferior warriors as a whole. The Harkul elites put up stiff resistance, but the other tribes were mostly cannon fodder. At the same time, the Humans within the settlement sallied out the southern gate. The Orcs were being attacked from both sides and were crumbling quickly.

It was clear that they would not be able to hold on for long. Just as things seemed dire and the collapse of the Orc forces certain, thousands of howls resounded through the Steppes. They were the howls of wolves. The Orcs had hidden a force of Orc wolf riders. This was their counter to the Dragonmen Chevalier. Thousands of Direwolves rushed onto the battlefield, each with an Orc rider atop them. These Direwolves were several times larger than a normal wolf and each was powerful, with strength that was a close match to that of the Giant Lizards. They were somewhat inferior in strength to the Giant Lizards, but they were much more agile and this made up for their slight deficiency in strength.

The tide of battle had changed and the Orcs were no longer on the verge of immediate collapse. Of course, even with the aid of the Orc wolf riders, defeat of the southern tribal forces was most likely still inevitable. From the start, this particular force had been nothing but bait, and its destruction would not matter much to the horde. The Harkul had to sacrifice some of their elites, but it was still a relatively small force and for victory, some sacrifices were necessary. The majority of the Harkul’s elites were in the main camp.

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The goal was the destruction of the Dragonmen Chevalier vanguard force. If they could destroy the entire vanguard before the main army arrived it would not only be a huge boost in morale, but would provide their forces an advantage once the final assault was launched. It would also serve to get rid of some of the tribes which were a nuisance to the Harkul. They would not allow a tribe, like Grobak’s for example, to become a future threat to their authority.

A powerful and young tribal leader like Grobak was an absolute threat to the Harkul. He was extremely young and already a Master class being and the warriors of his tribe were surprisingly all elites. They could feign respect and throw honor upon his shoulders, but this was only a facade. It was much better for someone like Grobak and his tribe to die. Not everything always goes according to plans however.

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With the chaos of the battle raging at the Southern wall of the Human settlement, Grobak had led his tribe away from the settlement and eventually circled back around. He had separated from his tribe and made his way towards the main encampment of the horde where the command tent was located. If he had brought his whole tribe, it would have been difficult for him to escape notice, but one Orc in a crowd of them was hardly noticeable.

The Horde wasn’t some cohesive force and discipline was lax in most places. Some of the tribes were more disciplined and orderly than others, but many were chaotic and fiercely independent. Expecting them to act like a normal army was foolish. To them, all that mattered was strength. The Harkul were the most powerful tribe and it was their strength that awed the others, not some sense of duty. For Grobak to infiltrate the camp wasn’t too difficult. He only needed to steer clear of the Harkul war chiefs who were comparable to officers in a normal army.

Of course, that didn’t mean no one knew who Grobak was. He had gained some fame among the Harkul who were stationed in the camp, so he was somewhat careful when entering the main camp. There might be some who would recognize him if he was too careless. They wouldn’t necessarily know that he had deserted from where he was stationed, but if word spread around he might be found out before he could complete his mission. Until the right moment, he didn’t want to make his presence known.

Grobak had covered a portion of his face with a sinister bone mask, but it wasn’t difficult to see he was an Orc. It was enough to keep himself from being immediately recognized. Being an Orc was enough to get him entrance to the camp as many Orc scouts were constantly moving in and out of the camp. The bone masks were part of their tribal culture and there were many Orc scouts who wore them.

In the shadows, Nelay followed close behind him completely unseen. She was essential for this part of the plan and with her help, Grobak would obtain temporary control over the horde. As long as his master took care of the Orc chieftain, it would be a simple matter for Grobak to assume control without anyone realizing it until it was too late.

“Almost there. The command tent is just ahead.” Grobak whispered.

If anyone saw him speak, it would look as if he were talking to himself. No one knew that following close beside him was a Legendary female assassin. They had walked through the entire Orc camp without anyone knowing she was somewhere nearby. Even Grobak had no idea exactly where she was and was only assuming she was close enough to hear his words.

There were several burly Orc tribal warriors guarding outside the command tent as it came into Grobak’s sight. Grobak could tell at a glance that they were elite Advanced class warriors by their aura. He didn’t hesitate and quickly made his way up to the guards.

“I have a report for the war chiefs.”

“Let me see your token.”

“Sure, one moment.”

Grobak fumbled with his hide vest for a moment seemingly looking for the token. By the time he looked up again, all the guards were dead. They had died without making a single sound.

Grobak grunted with annoyance, “Hmph.”

He hated how efficient Nelay was, “I should have been an assassin.”