Bab 828: The Great Battle of Mountain Beasts (10)

The battlefield was a sea of carnage, but the orcs could sense their victory. With the trolls retreating in utter chaos, the orcs let out deafening roars of triumph, their bloodlust and pride reaching a fever pitch. Orcs slammed their weapons against their shields, and some raised the heads of fallen trolls high in the air as trophies. The orc commander, towering and clad in blackened armor, stood proudly at the forefront. His brutal tactics had paid off, his wedge and anvil strategy turning the tide of battle and crushing the trolls' attempt at envelopment.