"Ga...Ao Ga..."
The screech of the vultures broke the tranquility of the grassland.
The battle had ended, leaving only debris and scorched earth that spoke of war's cruelty.
Another Orc tribe had been wiped out, and the Hawkman officer who came to survey the scene wore a terribly grim expression; this was already the thirteenth tribe to suffer such a fate.
What goes around comes around. Since the Human cavalry entered the vast grassland, the slaughter of Orc tribes had become the norm.
To minimize losses, the Imperial Court demanded they notify each tribe with utmost speed to migrate quickly and avoid the enemy's blade.
Affected by the war, the population of the Orc Empire had plummeted rapidly, especially the losses among vassal races, which had dwindled to less than a quarter of what it had been five years earlier.