Chapter 18: A Scarily Strong Small Orc
"It is lucky that Zugbu was not the commanding general at the Battle of Brunag."
"A talented intelligent orc."
"I am not afraid of an orc army for their commanders are muscle heads due to their strength-based culture."
"But one commanded by an intelligent shameless orc like him...
"Is a truly frightening prospect!"
Archtorius Shadowspire Imperial General of Chavaria.
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The night began to pass and linger into the early morning as Lucius Aurellion led the other half of the Chavarian cavalry that had not fought yet in the previous skirmishes consisting of 10,000 horse archers and 5,000 elite Chavarian royal knights, one of the foremost heavy cavalry present in the world as off the backs of these demonic knights the Chavarians would construct an empire.
By Lucius’ side, ever protecting and watching over the members of House Aurellion, rode Leon Mantelon drops of clear rainwater drip slowly from his helmet, which encased his head in a layer of hard steel.
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hours earlier
After sleeping for a bit at the doorway to Lucius’ to ensure his lord’s and friends’ safety, he was woken up by the sound of clinking metal plates and the squeak of leather straps which attached Lucius’ customised armour to his muscled body. Leon’s turquoise eyes gazed slightly unfocused to a soldier helping Lucius into his armour, waking his wayward mind up as he quickly got up, his movements catching Lucius’ attention, who sighed at the exceptional senses of his bedraggled friend who, even when sleep-depraved and sleeping like a new-born babe still managed to discover Lucius’ and soldier despite being as quiet as they could an eerie silence even falling onto the camp as men exhausted from working in the rain slowly regained their strength through the night.
