"There are three mists, Obord Arrows." Chinka Slyrell shrieked, her eyes wide open, and the eyeballs rolled around in a daze.She who made these remarks to the Beast King and his subordinates was in a psychic state, somewhere between the real world and the realm of the gods.Then, she said, "Three mists define your domain below the Spine of the World: the long one is the Surbrin, which trickles and evaporates into the morning air; the second mists are the Trolllands. The fetid miasma, which spreads at your beck and call; the three mists, the flesh and blood of your long-dead ancestors, which enshroud the desolate pass. This is your time, Obed King of the Arrows, and you shall reign over the Northlands !"

The orc shaman ended his preaching with a roar of arms, and countless worshipers of the orc god One-Eyed Gruumsh joined in, forming wide circles around the destroyed wooden statues of their gods, in the same frenzy. Roar flurry. The enemy took advantage of this hollow statue, which was an insult to the image of Gruumsh, a blasphemy of the gods. Argen Threefist—Oberd's son and heir to the throne—watched with a mixture of wonder, horror, and gratitude.He had always disliked Chinka, thinking that she was a small person in the Arrows tribe who was always flattering and occasionally showing off her authority.He also knew that what she said had been planned by Obard.He looked around once and saw a swarm of angry and frustrated orcs, grinning and growling, their yellow and green fangs bared all over the place.He glanced at the pair of eyes that were bloodshot with anger, they all looked sideways with excitement and fear without exception.He watched the jostling and jostling that continued in the herd, and saw that many of the orcs were cursing, usually only in response to enemy arrows.These warriors were outraged and lamented - and who on the Spine of the World wasn't so orcish - that other races had magnificent cities and communities to live in, while they themselves huddled in cold, dank caves.They were all agitated - because Argon was so - rubbing their sharp teeth against their cracked lips.Can Obard break new ground and lead the orcs of the North to end their miserable lives?

Argon took command of the assault on the human colony of Shallowwater, where he won a landslide victory.The tower of the mighty mage, a thorn in the side of the orcs, was completely destroyed.The mage himself, along with most of the townspeople and several dwarves - believed to include the ruler of Mithril Hall, Bruenor Warhammer himself - were also killed in the battle.But many others escaped Argen's siege by the blasphemous statue.Most of the soldiers of the Argon Legion bowed down to pay homage to it as soon as they saw it, admiring the image of this cruel god.Unexpectedly, the idol split open, and out of it jumped a small band of fierce dwarves, who slew the hordes of terrified orcs and drove them into the mountains.Because of this, the remaining defenders were able to escape from the crumbling town. The fleeing troops later encountered another dwarven army-roughly counted about four hundred people.This coalition resisted Argen's pursuing army, and fought and retreated.

The orc commander suffered heavy losses. Therefore, when Oberd arrived on the scene, Argen expected to be scolded and even whipped.Just as he expected, this ruthless father immediately taught him a lesson according to the routine. But then, the unexpected happened, and reports of follow-up reinforcements arrived: Hordes of orcs were climbing off the Spine of the World.In a moment of bewilderment, Argon was still amazed at the swiftness of his father's reaction—Obord immediately ordered the field to be sealed off while the Confederate Army erased all traces of the march.The purpose of this move is to make outsiders think that no one has escaped Shallow Water Town, because Obard believes that in terms of information, it is crucial to prevent the newly arrived reinforcements from staying firmly.In order to achieve this effect, he sent Argen to dispatch soldiers, and told them not to disclose the fact that the enemy had escaped, and warned them to believe this lie as the truth.

Hordes of orcs from the caves of the Spine of the World joined Obed's army one after another, and the orc chieftains laid piles of gifts at Obald's feet, begging him to accept their allegiance.They all said that their own shaman led them here to meet.The malicious tricks of the dwarves angered Gruumsh, so Gruumsh's spokesmen led their respective tribes to Obard, who would lead the way for vengeance.Obard, who killed King Bruenor, was determined to make the dwarves pay for their blasphemy. For Argen, it was all a relief.He was taller than his father, but he could match the mighty orc leader in a direct challenge with his bare hands; plus Obard's bravery, refined studded rolling blade black iron armor, and his With the great sword of fire, no one—including Argen, who is very self-confident—dare to challenge for the leadership of the tribe.

But Argen didn't worry about it at all. The shaman who was led by the priestess to dance in circles granted Obard one wish after another, in recognition of his brilliant victory in Shallow Water Town-and this victory was also due to his unswerving The son of a mission.Obard looked at his son more than once during the ceremony, and each time he smiled happily, which was clearly not the same vicious grin as he tortured the captives.Obard was happy with his son, with all of it. After all, Bruenor Warhammer King was dead, and the dwarves were on the run.Even though the orcs lost nearly a thousand warriors in the battle of shallow water town, the number of people today has increased several times; what's more, there are many more troops on the way, they climbed the sunlit highlands (many orcs are still alive) Doing this for the first time), blinking away the sting of the light, headed south along the mountains in response to the shaman's guidance, Gruumsh's instruction, and King Obed the Arrows' call.

"I will build my own kingdom." Obed said in front of the shamans who knelt and prayed after dancing. "Once I have conquered the three mists and the lands surrounded by mountains, we will strike against the neighboring kingdoms and the cities that oppose us. I will retake Fort Felbar!" he screamed, and a thousand orcs cheered. "I'll drive the dwarves into Adebar and seal them up in their filthy burrows!" Obold yelled as he leaped to the head of the throng of orcs. "I'm going to shake the ground of Mirabar and shake it into the sea!" Obard shouted, and the cheers were several levels higher out of thin air.

"I will make people in Silvermoon City uneasy when my name is mentioned!" That made the cheers reach their peak, and Chinka, whose ecstasy was beyond words, hugged the stalwart orc and gave a kiss, then rolled into his arms, contributing the highest level of Gruumsh's blessing. Obard dragged her to his side with one hand and held her tightly.This made the shouting below even more deafening. Argen didn't shout, but he also smiled as he watched Obard lead the priestess up the desecrated statue of Gruumsh.What he thought was how magnificent the day he ascended the throne would be.

After all, Oberd's time was approaching. And if he is allowed to ascend the throne, Argen is very confident that he can make the scene he has witnessed right out of order.