
After spending 3 days in Belterre, Regal bailed to the Wimbledon Kingdom and left with the North Tribe Orc entourage.
Once he got to that place, Regal apparently mistook him. What he initially thought was a full-fledged civilization of Orcs who liked to look for trouble, they traded quite well on the highway. They finally reached the northern palace.
"When we have 1 week left, I will gather the troops together and we will leave in 3 days." Regal asked Kurtan. "Are you sure the southern tribes won't arrive first?" Kurtan shook his head and convinced Regal. "They also have to obey the rules, of course only until they find an opportunity. Nor should we worry, for the tomb is closer to the northern than the southern tribes."
Regal did see it, Orcs north and south were different but they lived in the same place, the Jura forest. The northern orcs lived close to the forest while the southern Orcs lived in the valley to the south. In the battle of the jungle Regal was sure their troops would win, but he was not sure if it was an open battle. However, the environment in which you grew up affects your strength and experience.
"For now go to the training ground. I'll send someone to lead you." Regal was eventually abandoned by Kurdan. And at Kurdan's direction, Regal went to the Warriors' training ground in the middle of the city. There he saw many Orcs fighting each other with real weapons. "Ah... This is the Orc I know." Warriors with their powerful regeneration power, that was the main ability of Orcs that made them feared throughout the continent.
However the Orcs in the northern tribe were seen to have a powerful Aura, Aura it was like allowing them to amplify the elemental attacks from their bodies and weapons. It was like they had their own way of using Aura and Enchant on their weapons yet that Aura did not look like it had emerged from the Mana that was in their heart. But Regal did not get to see it all because he had killed Molon who was consumed by emotion and ended up clogging his own magic circuit.
The arrival of Regal began to attract the attention of the Orcs there, a human Warrior who was able to kill Molon in one attack, the Orcs saw Regal's rather small body, which was very small,they couldn't believe Regal had done that. Eventually, one person came to Regal.
"Man! Did you really kill Molon?" Regal smiled but he did not pay attention to the Orc. "Really... Do you want revenge?" Hearing that, the Orc immediately took his great sword.
"Orc does not take revenge! We didn't tarnish those who died honorably as Warriors with revenge, but to think you killed Molon really makes me uncomfortable.
I barely feel any Mana from you! Your muscles though they look trained yet they look flexible, different from our Orcs." Regal who heard the Orc's complaint immediately laughed out loud. He did not think that the Orc was just a lot of talk, knowing that Regal was wearing his equipment and went to the middle of the training ground.
"You want to test it? I'll excuse you if you want..." The 2-meter-tall Orc entered and exchanged glances with Regal. The two of them had no fear but there was only one who had strong killing intent. The Orc tried to attack Regal, but Regal easily caught the blade of his sword with his bare hands.
"Your magic is weak..." Regal smashed the great sword like a glass. He then hit the chest of the Orc with his bare hands, Regal then squeezed his left hand and hit the Orc until it bounced far back.
When the Orc rose again, he took the axe of another Orc and came back to hit Regal. But Regal dodged the ax very easily, he could see the pattern of his random attack, so he could see Regal even had time to do acrobatic movements when the Orc swung his axe to split Regal in two. Eventually he kicked the Orc's knee, and it broke and the Orc's bone protruded out.
Regal then cut off the Orc's arm until the ship in his hand was thrown. Regal then kicked the axe away, at this time Regal saw the face of the Orc that was frightened, not usually Orcs put on a face of fear like they were begging for mercy. But Regal put a whistle wrapped in Vis, the whistle shook the Orc's soul until he crawled away while holding the bleeding of his hand.
"What's wrong? Take a new weapon, or stand up and face me with your Warrior pride." Regal walked closer and closer, the Orc instantly forced his body to stand up, and finally the Orc ran away like a coward out of the training ground.
"Coward..." Finally Regal ended the day by seeing other Orcs practicing. He then looked at the Aura that the Orc did that, it was different from the Aura that wore Mana from within its own body. The reason why an Orc that Regal was fighting was always losing was because his Vis that could mess with his opponent's breathing, making the opponent difficult to defend their Aura and needed to focus more on performing the Aura.
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"Our force consists of 500 men, each Commander will lead 100 troops except one company that will consist of 2 Commanders, while Regal and I will lead 100 more as the main force.
The spies had gathered information regarding the enemy's combat power. It is confirmed that there are more than 800 Orcs who will fight against us. It will be a bloody fight, so I and Regal have set up a formation that will guarantee our victory,but this formation will only work if Regal and I can hold the enemy long enough until the next stage is successfully implemented..."
And with that, Kurdan explained about the formation they were going to do.
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They were currently in the Jura forest. The northern Orcs made 4 roads and built 4 different posts by cutting down the existing trees and stationed each Commander and his troops to guard the road except for the first post where Salt and Luronk were leading together. Orcs do not attack silently, it makes them confident that the enemy will fight in open combat.
Regal was currently on the right wing of this formation, making them on the far right side of the Jura forest. They were all preparing, Regal and Kurdan were preparing his army of the 100 strongest Orcs they could find. No one looked frightened, Regal was sure it was thanks to the Orc blood that was always waiting for the fight.
"Enemy visible!!" A Warrior shouted and warned everyone there. Regal and Kurdan watched the Orc army closely.
"400 people yeah?" Kurtan counted the number of Orcs. Regal drew his sword and replied. "They know you're here..." Kurdan nodded and took out his weapon, a large sword that looked more like a sharp chunk of iron currently on his back. Orcs currently wear shields that can cover their entire bodies while making formations, complete with a spear that can attack enemies while they take cover behind a shield.
As their troops got closer, Regal could watch the Orcs with brown skin, in contrast to the green-skinned Orcs from the north, they all actually looked more like a Warrior with a stocky body. Regal's estimate turned out to be correct, they had stronger, more well-trained muscles. Unlike the northern tribes, the Regals could feel their Auras coming from within their own bodies, a different Aura from the northern tribes that wore Mana from outside their bodies. The southern orcs really looked more like warriors than the northern tribes...
"They're coming! Do not try to win from them, try to survive until the second stage can be done!!" Kurdan encouraged his soldiers, all Orcs mounted horses and roared. They made walls of humans and shields, covering all the gaps of the front while Regal was on the left wing of the formation. The closer the enemy was, the louder the roar of those unacquainted soldiers retreated. Until finally the two of their forces collided with each other, the forces from the northern Orcs who had survived the southern Orc attack were like a one-sided fight.
It was a battle of pushing each other, of course the northern Orcs were superior because they could survive and kill the existing Orcs. Until finally the formation was broken by the Orcs from the south. They attacked like crazy, they dove into the wall of the shield and the spear without fear of death like they lost their sanity, but thanks to the formation, they managed to reduce the number of enemies.
Kurdan killed several Orcs until he finally released his spear and shield and turned to his greatsword. Kurdan looked towards Regal who was currently keeping the left wing impenetrable to the enemy, their eyes both looking at each other and finally nodding at each other.
"Time to go crazy..." With his Foul Legacy form. Regal is ready to fight as much as possible...
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