Ganes stared grimly at Borg's corpse, his fists clenched in fury.
The dwarven army was already advancing toward them. If that were all, Ganes would not have been afraid in the slightest.
But with the elves and goblins joining in, it was a different matter.
The magic of the elves and goblins was extremely dangerous, far beyond anything the orcs could handle.
And their Death Eaters were vastly outnumbered by the elves and goblins.
Commanding their forces against the approaching army should have been Borg's responsibility.
Now, as Borg's second-in-command, he had to shoulder that burden.
"My lord, what should we do next?"
A Death Eater stood behind Ganes and asked expressionlessly.
"What is there to decide? Since they've come, we'll make sure they never leave."
"We may have fewer wizards, but we have more than enough orcs."
"It's not as though we have no means of dealing with wizards."
"Get the orcs moving. Let them feel the terror of war once more."
Ganes walked to the window and spoke as he stared coldly into the distance.
The Death Eaters sprang into action, organizing the orc army.
Before long, the orcs of Aisladu began roaring under the Death Eaters' direction. The Death Eater army also continued gathering, then marched off into the distance.
As the dwarven kingdom, Aisladu had relatively sturdy and secure defensive fortifications outside its mountainside city.
The dwarven army numbered only thirty thousand.
Those thirty thousand represented all the fighting strength the dwarves had left. They were committing everything to this war.
Led by Glais and Nost, fifteen hundred goblins sailed the Goblin Ark above the dwarves, brimming with fighting spirit.
Meanwhile, Lauren Alice, daughter of the High Elf King, led three thousand high elf warriors to join the dwarven warriors on the grasslands.
The three allied