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(A/N: Sorry for the late update I had a big fight with my deadbeat dad in a family gathering and didn't have the motivation to write much.)
-Fort Clover-
It was a week since the first Ork attack, Alastor had the defence lines re-established but this time with different set of traps and tactics in different intervals.
He also had moved around the Fortress during the day checking the defences and greeting the personnel manning them or working on them.
For Alastor it was normal to show due respect to these brave men and women of all professions that either fought on the frontlines or handled logistics to keep their effort going.
But for the people it was very different.
Many of them were from common backgrounds or minor Noble houses, for them even seeing a High ranking Noble was rare not to mention those that had earned the titles of "Heroes".
Such legendary figures were far beyond them, best they could do was admire them from afar knowing they were far beyond their reach.
Yet here was this man who was not only a Royal but the most famous and strongest Hero of the current age, who without a hint of hesitation or pride helped a labourer who was about to fall while carrying a box of medical supplies.
He steadied him with a smile even as the man was overwhelmed by his presence and gave him a salute thanking the man and his fellows for their service in the defence of their shared home before going on his way.
Such acknowledgement and respect while not meaning much to Alastor aside from being an obligation was equivalent to injecting these men and women with copious amounts of pride and self-confidence.
As they worked harder, better and with more vigour just so their beloved leader would not find them lacking in any way.
Even if a time came when they have to give their lives as long as it was a cause Prince Alastor believed in then surely such a cause was worth even dying for.
For Alastor everyone who does their part for the betterment of their world, society or even the defence of their home whether they be frontline soldiers, knights, labourers, mages, priests, paladins, administrators were all worthy of respect.
Yet the attitude of his army more than once had him feeling helpless since he would rather have them retain the confidence and vigour; just without the "glorious" and "proud" need to give their lives for him.
It had only gotten worse once it had gotten out how he was a Sanctified Saint of the Light by the Holy Light itself.
Since by then it wasn't just heroic and academic admiration but religious one as well since the faithful of the Holy Light saw him either as a wise prophet, Holy warrior.
Or Light forbid, the mortal incarnation of a God connected to the Holy Light!
"I'm not a God!"
Meanwhile back on Terra the Emperor of Mankind suddenly got the feeling that someone finally understood his pain.
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Back in the War room Alastor and his commanders were gathered discussing additional plans.
"Thank you Loretta, A diversionary tactic would be good when leading enemies to a trap or flanking them."
"Thank you my prince."
Alastor was glad he and her where finally on normal terms again, after his night with Alleria, he was told by one of his Royal Guard (Poor guy) how he had apparently forgotten to deploy a privacy barrier.
As well as the fact that Loretta had arrived to give him some documents he had asked for.
Suffice to say the Primarch was very embarrassed once he heard that and made a note to give his two Royal Guards a bonus for being forced to endure the sounds of his coupling.
But not Alleria; If anything she was utterly unfazed finding out they might have been heard by others, she was just happy after an amazing night.
Alastor shouldn't have been surprised but he was and if anything he had noticed that Sylvannas herself and a vast majority of High Elves he met despite their sophistication and high standards were quite....Liberal?
In short he noticed that Elves had quite a liberal view when it came to sexual matters, intimacy and relationships.
By the Aether if he didn't know any better he would think that all Elves were closet perverts in one or another!
(A/N: Oh you sweet summer child wait till you meet the rest of the Elven extended family as well as how Slaanesh was born.)
Ahem! back to the topic!
As for Loretta, Alastor had been subtly and indirectly easing his relationship with his current un-official right hand ma-woman!
Who knew a day off and a extra hefty bonus for good "service" goes a long way to fixing relationships with subordinates.
A small sacrifice on his part considering he was planning to snat-recruit her for his own forces eventually.
*BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!*
Suddenly the Fort's alarms went off in full force as Alastor instantly became serious with his commanders being only a step behind.
"Report."
"Prince Alastor! it's from the Sensor division they picked up a massive force of Greenskins approaching the Fort in high speeds! The Orks are back!"
Commander Davis immediately reported curtly.
"Battle stations! We've already discussed counters for a further Ork assault!"
"Davis, prepare the Artillery divisions on the pre-determined information, Cassius I want the snipers loaded and ready to take out any Ork commander that passes their crosshairs and Aiden, muster the Outer Fort garrisons!"
"Loretta! Coordinate efforts and maintain fixed command commute between Inner and Outer Fortress assets as well as the outer defence lines, do not let the Orks establish a bridge head anywhere near our engagement lines."
Loretta and the 3 Fort commanders saluted him and quickly left to implement the planned strategy.
Alastor also left the War room for his chambers where he donned his Grey and black power armour as well as his sword, Dawn before undoing his body spell returning to his Primarch size.
As he made his way out he was joined by Alleria who silently stood by his side as they prepared for war once again.
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The attacking Horde this time was much bigger and many large groups of Orks were led by Black Orks making a veritable tide of green.
They were at least several hundreds of thousands of Orks attacking Fort Clover with more pouring in!
The first defence lines were again able to bloody their assault and kill a lot of them before they reached the last outer defence line despite that the Orks not only seemed more violent but there momentum was also stronger!
A few points in the last defensive line were broken as a substantial amount of Orks were able to go through the kill-zones and attack the lines.
Alastor ordered the garrisons on such points to retreat and re-group with their nearest garrison and form a "wall" defence on the sides to prevent the Orks from flanking other garrisons.
Thankfully most Orks found it more worthwhile to attack the Outer Fort's wall directly instead of attacking neighbouring garrisons.
For them the fighting would be best there which worked in the Alastor's favour since as long as no Heavy armoured Ork units which could act as Siege weapons to breach the walls got through the humans on the Outer Fort's wall could handle the Orks charging at them.
And Alastor did just that as he ordered his Anti-armoured divisions to target ANY Ork armoured units bigger than a Killa Kan.
But Alastor himself wasn't idle as soon as points in the last defence line were being breached he had gone down like last time to support the defence and inspire the troops accompanied by Alleria.
All the while maintaining the Battle meditation to enhance his army's combat potential and keep moral up while eroding the fierce will to fight of the Orks.
The combination of Battle meditation and his presence had mostly stabilized the situation in the last defensive line as scales of victory once more shifted back to humanity.
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"Gigant at sector 7B! Tell Artillery Division I want that damn towering hunk of junk in a pile of scrap on the double!"
In the War room Loretta was coordinating efforts between each battle group as well as relaying Alastor's orders while he fought at the front.
But then the War room's door were slammed open violently.
"Who the fuc---!!" An officer was about to curse out loud at whoever disturbed them at such a critical time only for him to swallow his words.
And he wasn't the only one everyone in the room had gone silent seeing who had entered.
It was a tall, athletic handsome man with shoulder length brown hair and a commanding yet charismatic presence but the man's torso and forearm was also covered in medical gauze.
"L...L...L...Lord Anduin!?"
The legendary Knight wobbled for a bit before getting his bearings, and looking at Loretta sighing in relief at seeing someone familiar.
Behind him were medics and priests who kept close to offer any help.
"...Loretta! how long was I out!? and who's in charge right now!"
"My lord!? Sir you've been out of commission for 2 weeks and a few days after you were in a coma Prince Alastor came to Fortress himself at the head of his army taking command."
"Alastor! he's here!?" Anduin's eyes widened hearing his student and surrogate nephew was here.
"Yes my Lord, with his help and foresight we were even able to repel another Ork Horde a week ago and gain a great victory!"
"Lord Anduin, you most likely just woke up please at least sit and relax---"
Loretta wanted to persuade the man to take it easy and seeing the medics behind him, it didn't take long for her to understand she wasn't the only one that tried to tell him that.
"I can't! Where's Alastor!? I need to talk to him quick!" Anduin said urgently as he took a seat reluctantly as the Priest came in front and began using the Holy Light to help accelerate his recovery now that he was up.
"But Sir the Prince is currently at the last defensive line coordinating the soldiers there and fighting himself with Lady Alleria"
"Get me a commlink, and patch me through a signal differently at him."
The Commanders looked at eachother before nodding at they did what Anduin asked.
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Alastor was just done bisecting another Black Ork Warboss who tried to attack him with it's Power Klaw when his helmet's commlink activated and his eyes widened at the voice he heard.
"Alastor!"
"Wait, Anduin! Hahaha you're finally up Old man!"
Beneath his helmet Alastor had gained a large smile knowing his surrogate uncle/master was finally awake despite that Alastor did not stop blurring through the battlefield and killing Orks in droves.
"Listen to me Alastor, it's important! It's about something I had found out when I led the decapitation strike against the Ork's Warlord."
"I know about that uncle, Loretta had briefed me on what happened when I came to the Fort, don't worry if I see Borgut I'll bring you his head as a trophy for putting you in that coma."
Alastor was in fact keeping his eyes peeled for Borgut both for some revenge and to finally break the Orks by killing their Warlord which was why he mostly targeted any Black Ork he saw.
"Alastor! Borgut did not put me in that coma! He's not even the Warlord!"
"What!?" Alastor said surprised in his helmet's commlink even as he launched a powerful telekinetic lance at a Deff dread destroying it.
"You need to be careful Alastor! The Ork Warlord is Grimgor Ironhide!"
That name froze the entire War room's occupants as they looked at Anduin shocked as if he said the name wrong, Alastor was also shocked but before he could do say anything.
Another transmission came on his commlink from the 27th Garrison.
"Sir! we're under heavy attack! Someone is slaughtering all our---Oh god! NO NO NO! STAY AWA---!!!....."
The line was abruptly cut off no matter how much Alastor tried to to contact the 27th.
"Frak! Uncle no matter what I'll handle it, I need to go stay at the command centre."
Alastor quickly said to Anduin before cutting the line and in a very fast speed sprinted to the 27th garrison's location in the defence line.
"Alastor! Alastor!? Light damn that boy!"
Anduin slammed a fist on the holo-table.
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The world blurred around Alastor as he ran at high speeds even using his Psionic telekinesis to further augment himself to get more a speed, making him move at speeds that a person of his current size should not be able to even at a fraction of it!
When he did arrive at the 27th location the area was filled with Orks and many Black Orks slaughtering what remained of the humans there.
Alastor felt immense anger seeing the amount of dead humans as he drew Dawn and readied himself to slaughter them.
But shockingly enough none of the Orks attacked him instead they stopped what their attack and started moving to the side and Alastor saw why they were making space for a specific Ork to come in front.
Alastor didn't remember a time when he felt such a cold chill run down his spine as he beheld the monster of a Ork approaching him.
The Ork was clad in thick black Mega armour wielding Gitsnik, a massive, blood-spattered axe whose name translates to "Foe Killer" that dripped with the blood of the humans killed.
The Ork was massive, Alastor without his armour stood over 3 meters tall yet this Ork without his armour would still be nearly a head taller than him, and with his armour he seemed even bigger.
He didn't have any Ork Bioniks on himself yet that didn't stop him from looking like someone's green coloured nightmare came to life.
And this Black Ork was giving him the most violent, brutal and bloodthirsty smile he had the displeasure of seeing.
"Ya ain't got no ideer how long I been waitin' ta krump ya, humie!"
"You aren't the first nor will you be the last to say that to me, Green pig, I'm guessing you're the Ork's Warlord."
Alastor readied himself and got into his stance having a pretty good idea who this Ork was with what Anduin had told him on the comm.
"Name'z Grimgor Ironhide, ya git! 'Member it, 'cos after we krump ya, it'll be da LAST thin' you ever bludy see! WAAAAAGHHH!!"
Grimgor didn't hesitate as he turned into a green blur and charged at Alastor, who also charged at him with a cold look.
Dawn and Gitsnik met in their first clash as the air around them was instantly displaced and massive shockwave erupted around their wielders while the ground shook like an earthquake!
But to the few surviving humans shock and horror it was Alastor who was blasted away from the first exchange like a live cannon ball as his body tore through an intact bunker and out from the other side.
Alastor while airborne quickly came to his senses and used his Psionics to stop his flight and drop down to the ground as he dug Dawn in the ground to further help dispel the momentum.
A quick look around showed that Alastor was now ways away from the last defensive line to the direction the Orks were coming in but like before not only did the Orks not attack him but keeped far away from him.
They knew as much of a good scrap he was, he was ultimately Grimgor's target.
'By the Light what type of MONSTROUS STRENGTH WAS THAT!?' Alastor thought in shock as he could still feel his arms shake a bit with how much the force had rattled his bones.
He had fought Orks, Beastkin, Black Mages and even sparred with famed warriors and mages that had earned the right to be called Heroes and he could say without a doubt none of their strength came even a fraction to what he had felt!
"WAAAAAAAAAGHHHH!!!!" like the sound of the Devil or in this case a Green Daemon, Grimgor came down from the sky after a mighty leap towards Alastor.
Alastor quickly leaped to the side dodging as the spot he was in was turned into a huge crater with spider web cracks after Grmgor slammed his axe on it and another localized earthquake happened.
Grimgor was worried that he had killed the Demigod but was overjoyed to see him not only alive but in one piece! This caused Grmgor to get even more excited for the fight he was gonna have.
Alastor glared at the bloodthirsty Ork finally understanding why so many people even to this day feared him.
He was a monster of an Ork who revelled in conflict and slaughter even more than a vast majority of his kind and the sheer strength he had alone warranted that he was too much of a threat for many "Heroes" as well.
And that was not even mentioning the sheer number of Orks Grimgor could gather, command and direct to pave a way of destruction and death.
He couldn't let this Ork live, This one needed to die! and Alastor understood that he might be the only one present that would be a legitimate threat to Grimgor.
It didn't matter what reason there was, the immense threat to Stormwind and Arda as a whole, anger at the beast for almost killing Anduin or even the many lives of his solders he took.
"Mark my words, I will kill you."
Alastor augmented himself with Psionics while also flooding his body with Purified warp energy, as Dawn and his armour glowed a arcane blue colour.
He decided to pull in all the stops as this time he charged at Grimgor and they clashed once more but this time Alastor eaisly held his own.
Sword and Axe swung at each other at dizzying speeds as one of the most legendary and memorable fights in Azeroth's history had commenced.
Primarch vs Warlord.
While their armies tore into eachother with equal fervour.
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