Chapter 109 (1/2)
Chapter 109 – Great Northern War (5)
Emeranian completely defeated the enemy At Juora, the leader of the orc forces, Akhu was defeated and killed in a one-on-one fight, causing the ress slowed and the orcs waited for the main army without further attacks
Nuridot was devastated Some survivors fled to other cities or the Luklan Mountains, but most lost their lives there
In another city called Yekator, located on the outskirts of the dark elf territory, street fighting was taking place
“Hopeless,” said Jaluten the dark elf as he cut one of the orc's necks “We have to join the main forces at Juora”
“There are still a lot of citizens re”
”There is nothing we can do”
The dark elves following hi spirit was lost and their morale was at an all-time low It was the same for him as well
“But how can we leave them alone?”
Jaluten looked at the face of a young dark elf It was a person who still had his sense of justice
“I’d rather die fighting”
Jaluten shook his head ”It is a dog's death Reer revenge on them”
He looked back The city was burning The landscape that their ancestors had lived in for generations had now become distorted and turned to ashes Their friends, fahbors had been split apart by axes
Jaluten grabbed the young dark elf's shoulder
“Jaluten…”
His hands were shakingJaluten stared into the eyes of the young dark elf and said,”Through any e”
He closed his eyes and nodded
Yekator had fallen The dark elves resisted using the city's buildings as shi+elds, but the orc's axes broke their heads without any ame
They asked a question Execution or slavery Those who chose slavery were cut in the ankles and forced to crawl Execution literallysplit apart
hell was currently occurring The dark elf Jaluten and his followers resisted to the end, but eventually had to watch the whole city burn
“Go out from the rear wall There will be caruks in the old barn behind the garrison Go to Juora or Emeranian”
They moved quickly Jaluten knew better than anyone else They ran while voiding the eyes of the orcs It was towards the back road leading outside the walls
At that moment
“Rats still remain!”
An orc stood blocking the sword He couldn't waste tihed as he saw e from behind the orc
“Are they the last ones?”
They arriors of the Great Clan
The one in the front was a monster ielded his axe and defeated any dark elf It was far above the attack power of any other orc here and he had a strong commitment to victory
He stared at Jaluten “You are ”
Jaluten whispered to the one behind him, “I will block them, so run away”
”But…”
”It isn't enough”
Jaluten looked at the dark elf following hie But Jaluten had known that such a day would co it wouldn't happen in his era They were his heritage They were young people who insisted on co themselves to a penance that no one wanted to do
“For o,” whispered Jaluten ”Keep this in ht”
It was his last testament That deterh
Jaluten rushed towards the warriors with his sword Meanwhile, the dark elf received his signal and ran away Orcs tried to chase after hi sword danced through the air But it didn't last for long A big spear pierced his abdoed An axe cut his shoulder His whole scapula was removed
Jaluten staggered with his eyes wide open Now his body wasn't listening to hi from the nose and the mouth
“Kulkul, I admire your effort but it is over I'll show you”
A warrior grabbed his hair and pulled hi towards death A black curtain was co down from above his head
“Look at that”
Jaluten opened his eyes The runaway dark elf had been torn down by the orcs waiting Screams were heard from far away
”You didn't do anything” The orc s”
As he said that, he twisted Jaluten's neck
Crunch
Jaluten died
124 years old Froe, he had held a sword behind his father As a young man, he had no opponents in the city then he beca dark elves when he becath in order to protect the peace and watched out for the orcs On the day that Yekator was captured, he died with his followers
His eyes failed to detect it
“His eyes didn't see it,” Crockta said
He closed the elf's eyes He didn't knoho the dark elf was Based on the long sword, he seemed to resist until the end He was a corpse on the outskirts of the city, along with another dark elf holding a sword
Crockta prayed for him
“We were too late”
They had come from Emeranian towards Juora and then Yekator Nuridot had already been completely destroyed and a defensive line was established to fend the, but only found a ruined city and many dark elf corpses when they arrived
The orcs occupying this place retreated without a fight They aiting for reinforce north Two cities had been devastated by just an advance vanguard The reater numbers The real war hadn't started yet
“It is hard to stay here for a long tiates are destroyed,” Caska said She was the dark elf co the troops Crockta's party was under her command as a type of mercenary
“The nearby villages have evacuated… Nohat?”
Caska sighed The ht about it, the more impossible victory seemed The dark elves weren't a match, both in numbers and the quality of the soldiers Orcs were used to battle and seemed prepared for war The only hope for the dark elves was hiding behind the walls and enduring a siege
“How horrible”
They wanted to collect the bodies of the dark elves to be burned, but it was too much There were no intact bodies Rather than corpses, it was more like body parts scattered all over the city Some dark elves were nauseous
Crockta's face stiffened as he looked at the dead Most of the children, women, the elderly, all of them were dead So so trail
That wasn't the end All the dark elves didn't have ears, like they were taken as souvenirs There were no bodies with their ears intact, and soround
It was a slaughter just for slaughter
Crockta decided not to think of them as orcs They weren't orcs It was totally different fro in honor on the continent
”Where is the great chieftain?”
Crockta asked Caska She flinched and opened herto the reconnaissance, he will reach the defense line a week later