Kidnapped to Another World

Kidnapped to Another World - Dreamweaver Chapter 34

Dreamweaver chapter 34

Both Akimoto and I dashed to the front and began laying into the orcs as quick as we could with our weapons and courage. These were the lighter and smaller, expendable fighters that they'd lined up on the front because they were more easily bullied into doing so. But if enough of them got through the bigger ones would follow. Somehow it's easier to try to whack them when they are smaller.

It was also a really good system I noticed. The orcs could promote and sell the back row positions as 'survival options' for those that fought well in previous battles and give them something to work forward to by gaining more prestigious back row positions after the fodder had creached breaches or exhausted previously engaged combatants.

It also seemed that the smaller ones were probably newly spawned grunts only a few years old? Often they didn't have as many scars or ornaments as the larger orcs; plus their gear seemed more basic and less specialized.

My axe cut through the first one that was heading towards Yuriko, while Akimoto's spear also went into one that was going after his aides. They had a tendency to shriek at us when dying, which we tried to ignore. Even in death they hated us to the end it seems. Everyone was now just trying to hang on. All around us people were engaged against them, trying to fight to their fullest.

Orc guts turn to mush really good from heavy axe blade blows puncturing them I found out. Some of them purposefully avoid engaging people with good weapons too it seems, knowing they hurt more than others. They kept trying to go for juicy targets as soon as they were sighted; the women. We continued our hard work trying to repel the invaders, but I found out the mentality of a battle where you are trying to force them off a certain territory is much harder than roam killing because you worry more. With roam killing the stress isn't as bad because you know you can run away anytime you want.

Akira managed to raise a rally around him, with his ability to use the extended reach of the log to 'bat' orcs down the hill similar to a certain arcade game where you pound hedgehogs with a mallet. People seemed to think fighting near him would boost their survival and I couldn't blame them. But they had an added danger of having to realize his violent swing reach was longer than a human's and that gave them additional danger in the long run of things. Because of the angle and having to come up the hill slope they weren't even able to approach him before receiving chopping blows.

Others with spears were also able to mimic this maneuver, but not with the same effect. People were sure scrambling to stop the tide of the orcs from coming in, but they couldn't stop everything.

"Hurry! Close the gap! Push them down," I heard some of the rangers saying desperately. A few of them had banded together to fight as a unit of three and they were trying to help boost each other's survival by covering each other while they moved. A lot of them had put away their slings and were now stabbing away with the orc spears. They seemed to be going to wherever they were needed most but staying together since they understood each other's fighting style. They had already bowled over a whole slew of orcs with a spear mesh tactic as well.

It had seemed to be working previous...until now.

But it wasn't enough. We made some progress and people were working hard, but the orcs had a lot of stamina and were stronger than humans. So once things were on even ground they were starting to show more of their worth. Steadily they'd bit into a few places where people were trying to keep them from going through.