Chapter 628 We're Surrounded
The vast land north of the Baltic Sea and west of the White Sea has always belonged to the Frostwolf Clan. Among the orcs, the Frostwolf Clan is considered a relatively mild race. However, even the mildest orcs would not consider the elves as friends, let alone tolerate the brutal annihilation and slaughter of their tribe.
Since the Elven royal court left for the New World six hundred years ago, the Frostwolf Clan has taken root in this former territory of the Elven Empire, enslaving the Elven tribes left behind in this forest, mercifully giving them a chance to live, and never entering Oslo, the former holy land of the Elves, in order to show their benevolence and kindness.
Of course, every few decades, powerful elves would visit the Frostwolf Clan, which is one of the important reasons why they don't treat the elven remnants too harshly.
After learning that several orc tribes around Oslo had been wiped out, Durotan, the high priest of the Frostwolf Clan, did not immediately march into Oslo, but instead carefully surveyed the area first.
Durotan was being cautious because he was afraid of encountering powerful traveling warriors from the Elven Royal Court. Calculating the time, it had been more than thirty years since the last time the Holy Luna of the Royal Court came to the Western Continent, which was about the right time.
However, as soon as Durotan approached Oslo, he sensed two powerful auras that reached straight to the heavens. After sending someone to probe the city, he finally confirmed that it was filled with elite elven warriors.
"Has the Elven Royal Court... returned with their army?"
Durotan had no time for careful probing. He immediately dispatched his personal guards to all directions to gather the orc warriors scattered throughout the icy forest and bring them to Oslo to prepare for the great crisis. He also sent a large number of messengers in several routes to Moscow and other orc clans to spread this news, which was enough to shake the West, to the entire orc race.
Unlike other orcs who are all infantry, the Frostwolf Clan orcs are smaller in stature and skilled at raising giant wolves, making their wolf riders very famous.
Countless Frostwolf tribes, having received the alarm, dispatched their strongest wolf riders and quickly assembled near Oslo. Meanwhile, the elves of Oslo strangely ceased their hunting, as if waiting for the enemy to gather.
Ten days later, Durotan had finally gathered nearly 70,000 orc warriors, more than half of whom were formidable wolf riders. Garrosh, the chieftain of the Warsong Clan, the closest clan to the Frostwolf Clan, also arrived, greatly strengthening the orcs' forces.
"Durotan, are you sure there are a large number of elves in Oslo, and two Saint-level beings as well?"
"Garrosh, when have I, Durotan, ever lied? In the two years we've worked together, have I ever played any tricks on you?"
After Fenris of the Thunderlord Clan died at the hands of Blackham on the White Sea, the Frostwolf Clan, which was at odds with the Thunderlord Clan, joined forces with the Warsong Clan to begin annexing the Thunderlord Clan. Caught between the Frostwolf Clan and the Warsong Clan, the Thunderlord Clan was quickly swallowed up by most of its territory and barely survived on a small, barren piece of land.
During the division of spoils, the Warsong Clan took the most fertile territory and the strongest orc prisoners, while the Frostwolf Clan did not express any dissatisfaction. Durotan's "benevolence" was something Garrosh himself had praised.
"I trust you, Durotan. If there really is an elven army on the other side, I will send the warriors of the Warsong Clan to help us!" The Warsong Clan is now the largest tribe among the orcs, and Garrosh, adopting the posture of the leader, solemnly promised Durotan.
But Garrosh soon regretted it, he was so regretful that he knew he had to betray his allies and promises. Forget about sending a large army to help him, he had to run away himself!
Squads of elven warriors began to flow out of Oslo like a stream. Their armor was exquisite and gleaming, and their bodies were agile and strong. They were clearly not the inferior ones left behind on the Western Continent. Only the former Elven Royal Court could possess such an elite elven army.
That wasn't all. There were indeed only two Saint-level experts in Oslo, but as the elven warriors charged towards the orcs with bloodshot eyes, three more powerful auras appeared behind the orc army.
"Durotan... didn't you say there were only two Saint-level experts? What's going on? We're surrounded!" Sensing the killing intent emanating from the five Saint-level experts, even the veteran High Priest Garrosh panicked.
"I don't know. I came to investigate a few days ago, and there were indeed only two high priests... Now..."
Durotan was also inwardly groaning. Surrounded were not only the two high priests, but also 70,000 elite warriors of the Frostwolf Clan. This was the clan's last remaining elite force. After the former number one orc clan was severely damaged, they relinquished their leadership to the Warsong Clan. But judging from the current situation, was the Frostwolf Clan going to be completely reduced to a second-rate clan?
Ordinary orcs cannot sense the terrifying aura of a Saint-level expert unless they see one. The Frostwolf Clan's wolf riders were unaware that their High Priest was nearly scared out of his wits.
A large number of elven warriors poured out of Oslo. Upon seeing the massive orc army, they were filled with high morale. Under the strong restraint of their officers, they did not charge forward directly, but instead maintained their formation and slowly advanced towards the orc army.
The Frostwolf Clan's wolf riders were no cowards either. Seeing these red-eyed, mortal enemies of the elves, they raised their shields and bravely charged forward.
The Elven archery skills are world-renowned. Over the past six hundred years, the wolf riders have dealt extensively with the rebellious Elves in the jungle, thus developing superb shield-holding skills and becoming exceptionally adept at blocking arrows.
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