One by one, the orcs of the Dragon Nest Tribe charged into the "Jackal Wolfman Tribe" through the collapsed walls. The tightly-knit army formation, akin to a meat grinder, found itself embroiled in a bitter struggle within the inner area. The number of elite enemy orcs compensated for other shortcomings. If it weren't for the adept cooperation and tight formation of the Dragon Nest orcs, they might have already been overturned by the "Jackal Wolfman Tribe."
Centaurs formed ranks, moving around the perimeter to unleash volleys of arrows. Arrows rained down one by one, killing enemy orcs and continuously striking at the morale of the "Jackal Wolfman Tribe."
Yet, even so, both sides were still locked in a fierce battle.
