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Chapter 22

Gul’dan watched in horror as hundreds of trolls and ogres exited the gates of Gornakhan and began their slow march towards the Army of the Alliance. At the front of the army the King of Varrock raised his hand and uttered one word, one word that echoed throughout the vast plains: “Charge!” The Army of the Alliance, emboldened by their King’s courage shouted great battle cries and began their charge towards the enemy.

The trolls and ogres though caught somewhat off-guard by the sudden charge at first, quickly recovered from their shock. Their leader shouted out a few words in the guttural language of the ogres, which were quickly repeated in the language of the trolls. As one the force of trolls and ogres, though sized in size only one sixtieth of the force facing them, charged. Roaring their fierce and primitive war cries, they picked up speed until both armies were charging full-tilt across the plains.

Gul’dan raised his sword as he ran closer to the trolls and ogres, knowing that once they met every second would be a desperate fight for his life. The armies met in the middle and everyone was suddenly plunged into an existence where fighting was the only thing they could do. Most of the men had never fought trolls or ogres before, and so were unprepared for the unprecedented ferocity of the assault.

Gul’dan found himself facing a particularly large troll, and was under no illusion that he could beat it through skill alone. Gul’dan leapt aside just in time, as mere seconds later the troll’s wicked bone club smashed into the ground where he had just been standing. Bringing its club up again the troll brought it down sideways, seeking to knock Gul’dan to the ground, where he would be easy prey. Gul’dan managed to bring his sword up just in time to block the brutal blow. The troll’s club smashed Gul’dan’s sword out of his hand and sent it spiralling off to the side, landing point down in a goblin corpse.

Left weaponless Gul'dan

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frantically searched the ground for anything he could use to defend himself. The troll smashed at him again and Gul’dan was forced to dive out of the way. When he fell his hand grasped something cold and wire-bound: a dagger. Knowing he had only seconds to do this, he tightened his grip on the dagger and brought it around and down on the troll’s hand. The troll gasped in pain, giving Gul’dan just enough time to slash the troll’s throat.

After retrieving his sword Gul’dan looked out across the battlefield to see how they were faring. To his dismay he saw that on all sides the trolls and ogres had broken through the defences of the Alliance; the men were just no match for their enemies’ superior strength.

Galaphile too had noticed the damage that the trolls and ogres had done, but before he could do anything about it he was attacked by a great Ogre. Standing at over twelve feet tall the ogre dwarfed Galaphile in both stature and might. Jumping out of the way to avoid a blow from the ogre’s massive fist Galaphile slashed down at it with his sword, but to his dismay the sword barely cut into the ogre’s thick flesh. The ogre smashed at Galaphile again but was unprepared for the elf’s speed. The ogre’s fist hammered the ground and Galaphile leapt up on his arm, deftly climbing it. Drawing a dagger when he reached the ogre’s head, Galaphile plunged it deep into the ogre’s eye and leapt off. After flailing around for a minute the ogre lay dead.

Galaphile once more looked about the battle field, which was now littered with dead goblins, men, elves, dwarves, trolls, and ogres. The trolls and ogres were still causing carnage, but it appeared that the elven magi had begun to turn to the tide against their massive opponents. Filled with new hope, Galaphile cried out in elvish and charged into the force of ogres and trolls, now joined by the King of Varrock and the King of the Dwarves, standing together in a union of the free races of Glienor

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