Death Guns In Another World

After killing few monsters after slaughtered the twin headed sea serpent Alex found an island to camp for the night.

After installing comfortably the couple decided for a date night. They created a mini cinema to enjoy this date.

They sat, engrossed, barely noticing the popcorn that failed to make it to their slack mouths. When the screen fell to black Silveria's body would become rigid and her hand flailed for Alex. Silences never lasted long before a movie, merely tools to heighten the drama, ploys of stylistic effect – depriving the senses of light and sound for just long enough to peak their fear.

The next moment was maximum intensity: loud, bright, fast, shocking. Silveria who had previously disappeared somewhere was back in her seat, eyes open wide. Alex's hand had moved like clock work the whole time with most of his salty treat making it to his already growling stomach. He grinned. This wasn't one of those artsy, enigmatic films they are watching but this was action, thriller, horror and he couldn't be happier.

Cinema wasn't widespread in this world but this doesn't mean they weren't any just only mortals love enjoying them most people are focusing on either getting rich in dungeons or seeking power.

Alex and his girls often enjoyed going to the cinema.

After enjoying this horror film, the couple sat under the starlight back to back with their hands entwined. They decided to listen to each other heartbeat in silence.

Bad-ump!

Bad-ump!

At first their heartbeat seemed chaotic but soon it became the same as they beat rhythmically.

Silence descended upon the couple until Alex broke it with his next question.

''What do you think Bahamut's clone is trying to achieve by playing this game?''

''I can't say for sure but maybe he is just trying messing with you. To show you how powerful he is and what is awaiting you ahead.''

''I see, I thought the same as well. I have the feeling like he was showing his power in order to recruit me on their side, maybe I'm overthinking.''

Alex shared his thoughts after hearing Silveria's answer.

''Maybe you are right but whatever his real aim is you can learn from this game. As someone who has never been to war. This can be said to be the perfect stage to get plenty of experience, so better learn everything when you can.''

''You are right.''

The couple stopped talking about complicated stuff and simply enjoyed the beautiful starry night.

The next day, Alex was sent somewhere, in a desolate place covered in snow. Cities and villages were ravaged by orc and Alex's group was sent on an expedition to deal with the orcs.

In this reality he got the identity of young city's lord.

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Somewhere.

Gholug munched on the meat bone in his hand while staring into the wilderness. He grunted in resentment. Their harvest had been terrible.

The cunning Humans had been on the alert and Gholug's tribesmen failed to plunder any foodstuff. The foodstuff that they had managed to snatch wasn't enough to feed them fully.

Moreover, the Orc patrol group had a hard time catching even rabbits under this harsh, ice-cold weather. Furthermore, the wasteland covered in snow was barren.

Their Rhino Beast had not eaten for a long time. If this continued, perhaps his tribe would crumble this winter.

'This won't do. I need to find some meat to eat and survive this winter…'

The burly Orc patriarch bit on the meat bone fiercely. There was not a single bit of meat left and the entire bone had frozen like a hard rock, which left him in a bad mood. He gritted his teeth and gnawed on the bone grudgingly. Then, he stood up and tossed the bone into the bonfire.

"Grr! Grr!"

Suddenly, Gholug heard the hurried whooping from his companion nearby. He turned around and witnessed his trusted aide jumping off the wall and gestured with an excited grin toward him.

"Gholug! Gholug! There are Humans and fat horses! Human Cavalrymen!"

"Oh?!"

The glint in Gholug's eyes flashed. He immediately pushed his tribesman aside and strode forward to the fort wall. Indeed, Gholug clear spotted a dozen dark figures in the brilliant white snow cover, which got him excited. Orcs generally had low IQ, but they weren't as dumb as idiots. He recognized those guys as Human Cavalrymen because they wore clothes that were tougher than rock and rode on the tall horses. Orc tribes often met those annoying guys during their migration process. However, these guys seemed more delicious than annoying to Gholug at this moment.

He took a gulp of his saliva. The two razor-sharp fangs poking out of its lower jaw twitched along with his movements and made him appeared exceptionally vicious.

"Get ready to fight. Capture them! The Humans and fat horses!"

A glint of greed flashed in his eyes. He was fantasizing how tasty the fresh meat would be after they were barbecued.

Gholug's nose could even smell the fragrance from the delicious meat!

"They're here."

Johnson rode on his warhorse and examined the abandoned fort in the distance. He didn't charge forward mightily and announce his arrival. As a commander, Johnson had fought against the Orcs in the past, so he knew how powerful they were.

Most Humans treated Orcs as lowly idiots due to their clumsy appearances. But Johnson knew clearly that they were indeed crafty and savage. Besides, their burly body didn't obstruct their movements at all. An Orc darting at full speed could be as quick as a soldier on his warhorse. Back then, when Johnson was still in the Southern Legion, he had witnessed an Orc dash past one of his men and the Orc dragged his man down from the warhorse mercilessly. Besides, the Orcs had a unique mount—the Rhino Beast. These tall, gigantic beasts were similar to rhinoceroses, but were much larger and stronger. They were terrifying creatures that could even defeat the elite Cavalrymen. There would surely be no lack of Rhino Beasts in this massive Orc tribe. If Johnson were to approach them too closely, perhaps he might be ambushed by them. The Mage Equipment had enhanced their stats and even though the strength of Johnson's Cavalrymen was stronger than the Southern Legion, he wouldn't resort to such a dangerous method. Therefore, Johnson led his men slowly from a far distance away from the fort as though they were patrolling. Johnson knew that the Orcs had definitely seen them and with their current predicament, they would surely charge their way out of the fort.

As expected, Johnson witnessed a hundred Orcs bolting out of the fort on their Rhino Beasts. They screamed loudly and whipped the enormous beast below them, darting toward Johnson's group.

"Everyone get ready. Listen to my command!"

Johnson raised his hand high and ordered firmly. He sensed that the people behind him were nervous and terrified. Alex had been strengthening his team and he didn't forget about Johnsonn's Cavalrymen. The man's team of Cavalrymen had expanded from their initial 50 to their current 100 members. Although the newly joined soldiers had passed the strict test and were rather decent in terms of strength, this was still their first battle, after all. The Orcs' frantic, imposing manner was indeed threatening. The magnificent view of the snow beneath their feet fluttering into the air pressured Johnson into feeling a little tensed.

"Stay calm!"

Johnson stared at the incoming enemies and yelled out calmly. The young commander gritted his teeth at the powerful and overwhelming pressure. The Orcs' cries could be heard clearly now and they sounded like hungry wild animals snarling at their prey. The Cavalrymen behind Johnson were getting restless. But at this moment, Johnson's training sessions had come into great effect. Although they were frightened, many of the newcomers clutched onto their reins and urged on their warhorses to stay on the spot. It would be the biggest nightmare for the soldiers if their warhorses fled in fear.

The distance between both sides shrunk quickly. Gholug led the charge and revealed a delightful glint as soon as he witnessed the Humans standing foolishly on the spot. It seemed to him that the Humans were scared out of their wits and his tribe would instantly wipe them all out.

Gholug raised his right arm and brandished the huge stone axe.

"Brave warriors! Capture the Humans and fat horses! Let's have a feast!"

"Oooooh!"

Gholug stirred up the emotions of his tribesmen. They locked eyes on the hundred Cavalrymen and displayed their avaricious and beast-like hunger. The Orcs were moving increasingly faster and they could see the Cavalrymen's faces now!

"Move out!"

Johnson commanded.

Then, the Orcs witnessed a scene that left them stunned.

The Cavalrymen swiftly turned back and bolted off in two directions, and the Orcs couldn't react on time. Although the Rhino Beasts were quick in their movements, there were still weaknesses to these massive beasts. They couldn't nimbly adjust their charging direction. Therefore, even though the Orcs were powerful in their assault, their nimbleness was nowhere close to the Cavalrymen's. The Orcs were unable to make head or tail of the Humans' 'escape'. They slowed down perplexedly and gazed at the fleeing Humans in a daze.

These cunning, cowardly Humans!

Gholug let out a bellow and smacked the Rhino Beast under him.

"Go! Grab whatever you can!"

The Orcs howled to their patriarch's command. Then, they instantly dispersed toward the fleeing Cavalrymen.

Everything's going well.