Chapter 492: So You Are a Good Person After All!

The sounds of war horns rising and falling on the battlefield littered with corpses came in waves, as if even at such a time they were competing to see who could be louder and longer-lasting... I'm talking about noises, of course.

"Oh **damn it damn it damn it damn daaamn it**—"

The orcs, unwilling to submit, spat vast gobs of saliva toward the direction of the Alliance Army but didn't hesitate to retreat to their fortress at top speed.

Upon seeing such vulgar behavior from the orcs, the Alliance Army also refused to show weakness, raising their weapons and shouting:

"May the Holy Light purify you!"

"You're really short!"

"For Theramore!"

"May your Earth Mother deceive you!"

"..."

It was common for armies to hurl insults at one another during battle.

Compared to the blunt "damn it damn it damn it" from the Tribal Legion, the Alliance seemed much more civilized.