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J Jaden Knight
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The great army of Orcs lead by Ubel and Uvartha march to war and death 250,000 scimitars and 150,000 pikes formed for only one purpose the destruction of all who oppose them For 2 months they have raided the lands burning as they go losing few but killing many leaving behind only rubble and corpses They reach the fields of Cordallen to find the enemy is already there men, elves and dwarves in shining armour waiting patiently to destroy their foe The elves fill the air with arrows as the orcs begin their charge men and dwarves advance on their foes with swords and axes raised Thousands on both sides are slain their bodies fall like leaves in autumn as the battle rages heedlessly around them their blood turning the soil into mud After 10 hours the orcs are routed a few survivors manage to escape leaderless and scattered they flee into the night not to trouble the land again for many years The alliance can hardly celebrate as too many of their own have been lost their dead are buried with the proper rites while the orcs are piled up like logs before being set alight At sunrise they will depart returning to their respective countries to rebuild and repair what was lost hoping that the peace will last this time until the dawning of the new age

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