It’s been ten years since OGG invaded the Coalition. With ten years of no trace of them, the Coalition began to lose its fear, and thus slowed down the training of its soldiers. The deities decided OGG would attack again, with a bigger army and better tactics, to force the coalition to learn and adapt.

Exitium had appointed a new war chief, Gothmog the second, to train his army. This time, some of the orks were given bows. The orks were also taught rudimentary military tactics, like staying in a group formation. After another year, three thousand armored orks were ready to attack.

They crossed over the mountains the same way as last time. Unlike last time, however, they packed rations! Gothmog selected a few of them to pull half a dozen wagons filled with food and arrows. It slowed them down a bit, but kept morale high. After a week, they were back in human territory.

Apparently, the humans hadn’t learned their lesson, because there was no one guarding the entrance of the path. Gothmog had sent a few hundred orks in front of the army to conquer the nearest village. They attacked, knowing it was full of simple farmers; except, it wasn’t! You see, instead of guarding the entrance, they humans had watched it! A squad of soldiers had been stationed there to keep an eye out for orks. When they saw the advance guard, they informed the nearby settlements and Lychnus, the human capital. As the orks made their way to the village, the farmers had been evacuated and replaced with hundreds of soldiers.

When the orks entered the village, the humans were hiding in the farmer’s houses. The orks looked around, wondering where everyone went, when they attacked! The human soldiers poured out of the houses, taking the orks by surprise. The orks tried to leave, but found the entrance blocked by a battalion of centaurs, who had been stationed at Lychnus. The ork advance guard was wiped out.

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Confidant in their overwhelming victory, the centaurs began the journey back to the capital. Gothmog, furious at the loss of his men, ambushed them when they reached a narrow part of the path. The irony isn’t lost on me, how the slaughterers were slaughtered.

He knew that when the centaurs never arrived, the capital would send more soldiers to the village. Taking advantage of that, he ordered his army to stay several kilometers away from the city, and had scouts surround it. Several days later, when another battalion of five hundred soldiers was sent to investigate, he attacked.

Sending reinforcements weakened Lychnus’ army, which was what Gothmog had been waiting for. He ordered the attack, and the orks split off into several groups. The heavily armored warriors charged Lychnus, while the archers and the few mages fired at its defenders.

Not knowing about battering rams or siege ladders, the orks were unable to breach the mighty wood walls that protected the human king and his subjects. At the same time, the Coalition soldiers were outnumbered and couldn’t fight. This, ladies and gentlemen, is a description of the first ever siege in this Universe!

As the days went by, the people of Lychnus ran out of food. Their stockpiles simply weren’t big enough. The orks, however, were fine. They had the remnants of their original supplies, what little they had taken from the dead centaurs and various animals they had hunted in the wild.

Sadly, it wasn’t to last. After a week-long siege, the soldiers from the village and the reinforcements arrived. Their general made an inspirational speech, they yelled war cries, and they attacked the orks. At the same time, the defendants poured out of the city gates. Attacked from two sides, the orks were killed. The Coalition of light had, for a second time, withstood the OGG!