"I am ashamed of my past thoughts, General Lu Qianshan! Humans have deceived and oppressed Orcs for thousands of years. You once allied with us to defeat the Dwarves... but you never fulfilled the promises you gave us, and still, we live amidst the hopeless sands." Standing on the beach where traces of blood could still be faintly seen, the Orc commander Shan Lu spoke with a hoarse voice.
He saw the neatly arranged bodies on the beach, the destroyed armored vehicles, some craters, and the remnants of blown-up bunkers.
This was a bloody battlefield he had never seen before. To be honest, just seeing the remnants of the fortresses and trenches on the beach, he knew that this was not a battle Orcs could win.
As a commander, he simulated the steps of the assault in his mind and then realized that no matter what he did, the only outcome would be piles of bodies on the beach, followed by a retreat back to the sea.
