Victory built in death
A huge warband under the leadership of Penun the massive, have gathered right outside the port city of Vung Tau and with them was a huge crowd of humans just in front of them particularly the former civilians of the USEA. “Soldiers of the Earth mother, the world eaters have cowered in their walls.” The warchief proudly yells out on top of this siege beast, a giant armored troll that seems to have a giant crude cannon.
“Like the disgraceful beings that they are, they fight only when cornered.”He continues as he drew his halberg pointing at the wall that divided them.
“We will teach them Honor, Courage, and strength.” He yells out with pride as his men cheers out with all their might, standing ready waiting for the order to attack.
“BAAANNNGGG"
The loud noise came from the huge wall, a few miles away from where the Invaders were standing. It was deafening, like the sound of thunder during heavy rain. But nothing happened as no figure had fallen down. 2.5 km away, a Phase 1 soldiers begins to reload his Anzio Vulcan 20 MM gun. Beside him, another “Bang” was heard, signaling that the bullets had already been fired. But, nothing was happening to the Greens, not at until the next 6 to 8 seconds. As behind these Phase 1 soldiers were row and rows of artilleries that were beginning to load up their shells, ready to unleash man’s wrath upon these Invaders. And farther back, was the Third Battalion of Armored Vehicle. These strong men and women were the extremist of the army, who spent most of their time in preparing to kill those Invaders. They were tasked with delivering one of the most devastating equipments the USEA government had created, the Phase 2 Super Soldiers. There were only 500 of these Phase 2 Soldiers, an insignificant amount of power in the normal day. But, these soldiers aren’t normal human beings, like they used to be eight months ago. These brave men and women had become something more of a superhero. What Batman can do, these soldiers can do better. And they are being produced daily, all carried with a burning hatred toward these Invaders. And they are being carried out to test out their abilities in facing the Green Skins.
On the walls, the Phase 1 soldiers had begun to reload their fourth or fifth shot, causing the Green Skins to fall 2.5 km away. With each shot firing from these magic rods, at least one Green Skins is falling down. But it is just the beginning of what was to come as the human’s shall show these savages what it meant to be facing a superior race and it is going to be a bloody battle today.
“COME MY KIN, THERE IS SLAUGHTERING TO DO!” The orc warchief commanded signalling the start of a massive charge, as waves upon waves of orc soldiers rush as their brothers on the front fall from the weaponry of the humans, all of them looked eager for the suffering they were about to give.
Upon reaching a sufficient range the siege trolls equipped with the crude cannons started firing notably 1 kilometer from the enemy's line, and with each blast the orcs morale seems to strengthen their resolve, leading them to charge with careless glee. As the massive shells explodes before impact on the air releasing a shower of lead and steel. Giving off the appearance of a fireworks of death making the horde cheers out with each explosion.
This army was more advance and cunning than the other ones but, it was lacking its usual air support and seems to be mostly composed of orcs as only a few ghouls were seems to be presence. Something was amiss with this army, like the orcs was planning something.
In the center of the second Industrial Zone, 40km away from the South Wall, the 1st Armor Battalion begun to roll out, heading towards the battlefield. Their mission was clear, to protect the place by all cost. But they were not alone, accompanying them we’re 50 thousands Phase 1 soldiers. Before joining the battle, everyone yelled how they would kill the Invaders. Their words were filled with courage, adamant about what they will do when they saw the Invaders. But now, no one spoke a word. The civilians had known the usual procedure, hiding inside their houses. The windows are covered by curtains, trying to hide its owner and giving him or her some sense of protection. That they will still be alive even if the monsters attack them. And the city as a whole is nothing more like an abandoned place. Yet the government eyes are everywhere, collecting and sending information to the nearby military encampment. The city is now on a total lockdown, with the only living things are the heavy tanks that were creating crack on the black concrete road.
Meanwhile on the wall.
The soldiers began to suffer some casualties from the Invaders' cannon. But those cannons could not continued for long as they were quickly targeted and destroyed by the USEA artillery. The Phase 1 Soldiers began to run down from the wall to face the invaders straight up. These soldiers had switched from their sniper rifle to their machine guns. Yet, there are still those who prefer to stand from the wall. Picking the enemies archers one by one, using their sniper rifles. Above them, the clear sky beginning to fill with dark smoke as the anti-air artillery and the AA guns began to shoot everything above the skies. There was only chaos as both side collide with each other. But, it seems that the human are currently winning.
As the trolls advanced one by one narrowly dodging the shells from the enemy artillery, several long convoys, which its contents were concealed with large blankets of cloth, was being pushed to the front lines by what seems to be raptors that you would normally see in Jurassic Park.
While a large leviathan appeared from the sea heading into the humans fortified seafront. An surprise attack that came out of the open, as it displaced a lot of sea water to the surround humans fortification. Though there wasn’t any naga in sight that was escorting the beast suggesting that this creature was now the property of the naga.
The orc chieftain laugh with the appearance of his surprise, as his mount continues to laid down cannon fire aiding his men. “FOR EARTH MOTHER!” He yells out bolstering the confidence and morale of his men making them faster and more determine to win.
Another Orcs falls to the ground as the soldier with the name tag DX-22534, reloads her rifle. After a while she started to feel the pain coming from her right shoulder likely due to the constant shooting. Behind, the commander began to request for the artillery attack at the Leviathan that just came out from the sea. Its breath was toxic, but not toxic enough for the Phase 1 soldiers like her to lose their ability to fight. The only thing that purple gas may cause is to decrease the visibility for the USEA soldiers, something that is quite important to the Old World soldiers. But not for these Phase 1 Soldiers as their senses had been highly improved. Suddenly, a huge explosion exploded next to DX-22534, consuming one of her comrade in flame. He will live, she thinks while shifting her scope toward to the nearby Invaders' cannons and shoot. The Anzio Vulcan 20mm quickly does its purpose, creating a 5 cm hole on the canon. But, the momentum of the bullet doesn't stop there as the bullet even lacerating another orc’s body that stood in its way. Beside her, her comrade had also began their high precision killing toward the Velociraptors that were pulling the heavy payload after them. Whatever is in there, the USEA does not want to find out when it still in the enemy hands. So DX pulled the trigger, along with 20 other Phase 1 Soldiers at the nearest convoy.
Behind DX, the commander is very please to hear that at least 50 anti-tank artilleries will join the battle in 5 minutes. Besides from that, the Third and First Battalion will also joined with the Phase 2 and Phase 1 soldiers as aid. In the skies, although the USEA does not provide air support this time, the Invaders struggle to pass the iron curtain created by the anti-air artilleries and heavy machine guns. Although the USEA began to receive some casualties, but, such things are nothing when compared to the number of Invaders they had killed today. But still, the commander still required for the snipers to focus on those canons, the convoys, and especially the Orc Warchief that stand over there. The Warchief seems to have so many meat shields and some forms of invisible shields that constantly deflect the bullets that are coming to him. But the thing will die no matter what, as nothing will survive the constant hailstorm of artilleries.
The human’s weaponries were still too advanced then, the warchief thought to himself as the orcs were losing too many contrast to how much they have killed, the leviathan opened its mouth pouring out a large wave of orcs and ghouls. The leviathan damaged from the constant barrage of gunfire and artillery fire, retreated back to the seas of where it came, letting out a deafening cry before he descends leaving behind an large number of orcs and ghouls behind.
The life of the warchief comes under threat as a artillery shell find its mark right in front of his mighty troll, launching him a few feet back as his beast finally falls. The impact of the blast left him half burned, as what was visibly dark green skin was now a smoldering shadow of scorched skin.
The nearby orcs found that their warchief have survived, rejoicing as they picked him up and rushed to get him back to safety cutting the orcs from leadership from the battle, the lost of his active role was a massive blow to the morale of the army as the lack of true leadership was gone leading to widespread chaos onto the orc army.
One of the wagons have made it to their destinations landing barely intact to the walls, spewing out its content, numerous dynamite sticks into the air. The orcs pulled out their pickaxes slamming it into the walls, punching a hole large enough for the dynamite to fit, lighting it up after, and taking out a large portion of the wall in one go.
The explosions certainly had created a huge hole through the wall, and such thing made the General to frowned. But he knew that the battle must carry on no matter what, that it would be the end of the USEA if the soldiers begin to waver. The thought of men and women being slain again angered him. He too was there, when the Invaders attacked Ha Noi Men and saw his country men, women and children being brutally murdered by these savages. He prayed that it will not happened to him. He was there, on the port while waiting for his son and wife. In the end they never came back. So using all his strings, he flew a small planes and saw the horror of these beasts. The corpses of babies, mothers, and children were flowing with the water. Rising up and down as the wave moves them. Their faces was holy white, but painted with frightening. He could sense the fear they feared and he shall not let it happen again. The General begins to shout from the top of his lungs to his soldier. His voice may not be heard clearly. But he must let the soldiers knew, what he was thinking.
“Onward brethrens. Don't let these brutes overcome us.” His voices was quickly shut down as the orchestra of artilleries began to sing its brutal songs. Yet he still continue to shout.
“Remember the horror of Hell Uproar.” He shout as the soldiers continued to push the orcs and others back. “Remember your vow.” the sound of artillery guns drilled the ground beneath them echoing to the dark sky above. “Vengeance" the anti-artillery along with the armory battalions begin to join the battle field. The heavy tracks crush everything in front of them as the turrets are open to fire. The sound of men and beasts, lost in the midst of anger and hatred were painted with blood on both sides. But today, it seems that the humans shall win as they had defeated a large amount of Invaders. Fears shall be inflicted on them, the General thinks while ordering the snipers to focus to take out all of those wagons. Explosions from the Mages of the Invaders were quickly suppressed and destroyed by the combined efforts of the tanks, the soldiers, and their artilleries. The moans and screams of the Invaders is what the General seek. But he did not planned to stop here. Filled with hatred and a thirst for conquest and vengeance, the General along with others planned to exterminate every Invaders. And they won't stop now.
The invaders were losing ground, as the artilleries, armor, and soldiers, fight them with all they have and at the same time the lost of their command structure caused the orcs to fall into chaos.
“FOR EARTH MOTHER!!” He yells out in delight surrendering himself to what was to come as he charges in front of a firing machinegun, shedding his body, shielding his comrades from the bullets. Taking advantage of this the other orcs charge into the fray firing their guns at the gunner, killing him allowing the orcs to advance forward leaving a gap in their defences.
The remaining trolls charged forward into the walls, with their canons. Once besides it they aimed their weapons at the walls firing point blank shots right into it punching a hole, shattering concrete and iron in one blow. The hole was large enough for the trolls allowing them to enter through.
The orcs with the pickaxes, focuses their glare at the top of the walls as they climb their way to the top like a mountaineer in order to take out those that were giving their allies a hard time. While some of the other orcs hijacked the raptors from the wagons as they hastily try to form their own cavalry in order to hit the enemy’s artillery.
The orcs on the beaches were struggling as machinegun fire and artillery fire suppresses their advance, making them unable to join up with the main army, leaving them at the mercy of the humans. But, if they were linked with the other orcs they could provide much needed respite and could restore the orc’s leadership and morale problems.
Another holes had been created on the walls, and such things only makes the General to frowned about the fact that due to the spreading of manpower and danger in all sides, the USEA was forced to spread its forces thin. If the armory battalion had joined since the beginning, the enemy would have been destroyed in the very first engagement.
The bullets fired to the trolls cause minimum damage because of its sheer size. What could have easily pierced 2 orcs could only make about 2-3 cm deep into its thick skin. But even that was nothing compared against the AP shells from the USEA tanks. Their size and muscles thickness were nothing when the rounds easily teared through it. The anti tanks also did their jobs, destroying enemies from miles away. What should be used to create holes in metal is now being used like a knife cutting through butter. The trolls tried to hide in the nearby houses and alleys, crushing video surveillances or everything in its path. It’s thick skin caused damage to the houses, wreaking havoc in small alleys. But the trolls were fools, as hiding in the small and crampy spaces as such thing as the Phase 2 soldiers kite the monsters until it can walk no more.
Standing on the South Wall, the general massages both sides of his head and released a long sigh. He had tried so hard, and failed spectacular. As the blood of the people runs on his hand, blaming him for their death. Although the USEA are winning despite their number disadvantage, the general could see the tired in his soldiers’ eyes. What was fueled by rage is nowhere to be seen, and leaving behind men and women without any motivations. They had no urge to kill as the urge to lay on the ground and sleep was now higher. The battle cries are no longer to be heard, only the constant sound of artillery and tanks in front and behind him can be heard. The general is also tired, but he can't stop now. Not when the battle was so close to an end. With his power, the general ordered the tanks to split up into two, one will hunt the trolls and the others will joined the main battlefield. The newly arrived phase 1 soldiers will hunt down those orcs that were climbing the wall, such thing would not be that hard as they were climbing and they do not have the ability to dodge the bullets while doing so. And then, he fire a red flares, signaling all troops to push. They will risked their life in doing so, even if they have to spend all their available bullets and flamethrower fuel in doing so. The blood of the enemies flies above the skies. Bodies falls down, stacked on each others. Surrender calls were unanswered, except for some. Until the flames engulfed them all.
As the orcs fails to reconnect with its reinforcements leading to widespread chaos and lost of hope for the entire army, as the army was cut down into several groups of independent factions who in turn caused the downfall of the army as a whole.
The trolls were cut off from the army dieing alone under the hailstorm of bullets and carnage decorating the streets of the city with their blood, body parts, and innards. As the tanks effortlessly blow them up to pieces. The Orcs on the beach with nowhere to run were completely surrounded. Charged into the enemy's fortification, surrendering themselves to the bullets, flames, and might.
The beach was the bloodiest part of the battle as the orcs were able to meet the defenders in combat. severing limbs, heads, and bodies. After some time the orcs were beating the soldiers that they can get their hands to death, caving their heads in or pulling out their limbs before succumbing to the rain of bullets that their allies were still able to lay out.
After the battle has ended bodies from both armies lay baking in the sun while the others were swallowed by the sea, in the end the orcs were decimated and ended up being routed by the modern humans. Their mighty army now decorates the streets and houses of the city but, the cost for the victory was a costly one as the bodies of humans litter around defenses and the civilians were unfortunately dragged into the chaos.
“Like the disgraceful beings that they are, they fight only when cornered.”He continues as he drew his halberg pointing at the wall that divided them.
“We will teach them Honor, Courage, and strength.” He yells out with pride as his men cheers out with all their might, standing ready waiting for the order to attack.
“BAAANNNGGG"
The loud noise came from the huge wall, a few miles away from where the Invaders were standing. It was deafening, like the sound of thunder during heavy rain. But nothing happened as no figure had fallen down. 2.5 km away, a Phase 1 soldiers begins to reload his Anzio Vulcan 20 MM gun. Beside him, another “Bang” was heard, signaling that the bullets had already been fired. But, nothing was happening to the Greens, not at until the next 6 to 8 seconds. As behind these Phase 1 soldiers were row and rows of artilleries that were beginning to load up their shells, ready to unleash man’s wrath upon these Invaders. And farther back, was the Third Battalion of Armored Vehicle. These strong men and women were the extremist of the army, who spent most of their time in preparing to kill those Invaders. They were tasked with delivering one of the most devastating equipments the USEA government had created, the Phase 2 Super Soldiers. There were only 500 of these Phase 2 Soldiers, an insignificant amount of power in the normal day. But, these soldiers aren’t normal human beings, like they used to be eight months ago. These brave men and women had become something more of a superhero. What Batman can do, these soldiers can do better. And they are being produced daily, all carried with a burning hatred toward these Invaders. And they are being carried out to test out their abilities in facing the Green Skins.
On the walls, the Phase 1 soldiers had begun to reload their fourth or fifth shot, causing the Green Skins to fall 2.5 km away. With each shot firing from these magic rods, at least one Green Skins is falling down. But it is just the beginning of what was to come as the human’s shall show these savages what it meant to be facing a superior race and it is going to be a bloody battle today.
“COME MY KIN, THERE IS SLAUGHTERING TO DO!” The orc warchief commanded signalling the start of a massive charge, as waves upon waves of orc soldiers rush as their brothers on the front fall from the weaponry of the humans, all of them looked eager for the suffering they were about to give.
Upon reaching a sufficient range the siege trolls equipped with the crude cannons started firing notably 1 kilometer from the enemy's line, and with each blast the orcs morale seems to strengthen their resolve, leading them to charge with careless glee. As the massive shells explodes before impact on the air releasing a shower of lead and steel. Giving off the appearance of a fireworks of death making the horde cheers out with each explosion.
This army was more advance and cunning than the other ones but, it was lacking its usual air support and seems to be mostly composed of orcs as only a few ghouls were seems to be presence. Something was amiss with this army, like the orcs was planning something.
In the center of the second Industrial Zone, 40km away from the South Wall, the 1st Armor Battalion begun to roll out, heading towards the battlefield. Their mission was clear, to protect the place by all cost. But they were not alone, accompanying them we’re 50 thousands Phase 1 soldiers. Before joining the battle, everyone yelled how they would kill the Invaders. Their words were filled with courage, adamant about what they will do when they saw the Invaders. But now, no one spoke a word. The civilians had known the usual procedure, hiding inside their houses. The windows are covered by curtains, trying to hide its owner and giving him or her some sense of protection. That they will still be alive even if the monsters attack them. And the city as a whole is nothing more like an abandoned place. Yet the government eyes are everywhere, collecting and sending information to the nearby military encampment. The city is now on a total lockdown, with the only living things are the heavy tanks that were creating crack on the black concrete road.
Meanwhile on the wall.
The soldiers began to suffer some casualties from the Invaders' cannon. But those cannons could not continued for long as they were quickly targeted and destroyed by the USEA artillery. The Phase 1 Soldiers began to run down from the wall to face the invaders straight up. These soldiers had switched from their sniper rifle to their machine guns. Yet, there are still those who prefer to stand from the wall. Picking the enemies archers one by one, using their sniper rifles. Above them, the clear sky beginning to fill with dark smoke as the anti-air artillery and the AA guns began to shoot everything above the skies. There was only chaos as both side collide with each other. But, it seems that the human are currently winning.
As the trolls advanced one by one narrowly dodging the shells from the enemy artillery, several long convoys, which its contents were concealed with large blankets of cloth, was being pushed to the front lines by what seems to be raptors that you would normally see in Jurassic Park.
While a large leviathan appeared from the sea heading into the humans fortified seafront. An surprise attack that came out of the open, as it displaced a lot of sea water to the surround humans fortification. Though there wasn’t any naga in sight that was escorting the beast suggesting that this creature was now the property of the naga.
The orc chieftain laugh with the appearance of his surprise, as his mount continues to laid down cannon fire aiding his men. “FOR EARTH MOTHER!” He yells out bolstering the confidence and morale of his men making them faster and more determine to win.
Another Orcs falls to the ground as the soldier with the name tag DX-22534, reloads her rifle. After a while she started to feel the pain coming from her right shoulder likely due to the constant shooting. Behind, the commander began to request for the artillery attack at the Leviathan that just came out from the sea. Its breath was toxic, but not toxic enough for the Phase 1 soldiers like her to lose their ability to fight. The only thing that purple gas may cause is to decrease the visibility for the USEA soldiers, something that is quite important to the Old World soldiers. But not for these Phase 1 Soldiers as their senses had been highly improved. Suddenly, a huge explosion exploded next to DX-22534, consuming one of her comrade in flame. He will live, she thinks while shifting her scope toward to the nearby Invaders' cannons and shoot. The Anzio Vulcan 20mm quickly does its purpose, creating a 5 cm hole on the canon. But, the momentum of the bullet doesn't stop there as the bullet even lacerating another orc’s body that stood in its way. Beside her, her comrade had also began their high precision killing toward the Velociraptors that were pulling the heavy payload after them. Whatever is in there, the USEA does not want to find out when it still in the enemy hands. So DX pulled the trigger, along with 20 other Phase 1 Soldiers at the nearest convoy.
Behind DX, the commander is very please to hear that at least 50 anti-tank artilleries will join the battle in 5 minutes. Besides from that, the Third and First Battalion will also joined with the Phase 2 and Phase 1 soldiers as aid. In the skies, although the USEA does not provide air support this time, the Invaders struggle to pass the iron curtain created by the anti-air artilleries and heavy machine guns. Although the USEA began to receive some casualties, but, such things are nothing when compared to the number of Invaders they had killed today. But still, the commander still required for the snipers to focus on those canons, the convoys, and especially the Orc Warchief that stand over there. The Warchief seems to have so many meat shields and some forms of invisible shields that constantly deflect the bullets that are coming to him. But the thing will die no matter what, as nothing will survive the constant hailstorm of artilleries.
The human’s weaponries were still too advanced then, the warchief thought to himself as the orcs were losing too many contrast to how much they have killed, the leviathan opened its mouth pouring out a large wave of orcs and ghouls. The leviathan damaged from the constant barrage of gunfire and artillery fire, retreated back to the seas of where it came, letting out a deafening cry before he descends leaving behind an large number of orcs and ghouls behind.
The life of the warchief comes under threat as a artillery shell find its mark right in front of his mighty troll, launching him a few feet back as his beast finally falls. The impact of the blast left him half burned, as what was visibly dark green skin was now a smoldering shadow of scorched skin.
The nearby orcs found that their warchief have survived, rejoicing as they picked him up and rushed to get him back to safety cutting the orcs from leadership from the battle, the lost of his active role was a massive blow to the morale of the army as the lack of true leadership was gone leading to widespread chaos onto the orc army.
One of the wagons have made it to their destinations landing barely intact to the walls, spewing out its content, numerous dynamite sticks into the air. The orcs pulled out their pickaxes slamming it into the walls, punching a hole large enough for the dynamite to fit, lighting it up after, and taking out a large portion of the wall in one go.
The explosions certainly had created a huge hole through the wall, and such thing made the General to frowned. But he knew that the battle must carry on no matter what, that it would be the end of the USEA if the soldiers begin to waver. The thought of men and women being slain again angered him. He too was there, when the Invaders attacked Ha Noi Men and saw his country men, women and children being brutally murdered by these savages. He prayed that it will not happened to him. He was there, on the port while waiting for his son and wife. In the end they never came back. So using all his strings, he flew a small planes and saw the horror of these beasts. The corpses of babies, mothers, and children were flowing with the water. Rising up and down as the wave moves them. Their faces was holy white, but painted with frightening. He could sense the fear they feared and he shall not let it happen again. The General begins to shout from the top of his lungs to his soldier. His voice may not be heard clearly. But he must let the soldiers knew, what he was thinking.
“Onward brethrens. Don't let these brutes overcome us.” His voices was quickly shut down as the orchestra of artilleries began to sing its brutal songs. Yet he still continue to shout.
“Remember the horror of Hell Uproar.” He shout as the soldiers continued to push the orcs and others back. “Remember your vow.” the sound of artillery guns drilled the ground beneath them echoing to the dark sky above. “Vengeance" the anti-artillery along with the armory battalions begin to join the battle field. The heavy tracks crush everything in front of them as the turrets are open to fire. The sound of men and beasts, lost in the midst of anger and hatred were painted with blood on both sides. But today, it seems that the humans shall win as they had defeated a large amount of Invaders. Fears shall be inflicted on them, the General thinks while ordering the snipers to focus to take out all of those wagons. Explosions from the Mages of the Invaders were quickly suppressed and destroyed by the combined efforts of the tanks, the soldiers, and their artilleries. The moans and screams of the Invaders is what the General seek. But he did not planned to stop here. Filled with hatred and a thirst for conquest and vengeance, the General along with others planned to exterminate every Invaders. And they won't stop now.
The invaders were losing ground, as the artilleries, armor, and soldiers, fight them with all they have and at the same time the lost of their command structure caused the orcs to fall into chaos.
“FOR EARTH MOTHER!!” He yells out in delight surrendering himself to what was to come as he charges in front of a firing machinegun, shedding his body, shielding his comrades from the bullets. Taking advantage of this the other orcs charge into the fray firing their guns at the gunner, killing him allowing the orcs to advance forward leaving a gap in their defences.
The remaining trolls charged forward into the walls, with their canons. Once besides it they aimed their weapons at the walls firing point blank shots right into it punching a hole, shattering concrete and iron in one blow. The hole was large enough for the trolls allowing them to enter through.
The orcs with the pickaxes, focuses their glare at the top of the walls as they climb their way to the top like a mountaineer in order to take out those that were giving their allies a hard time. While some of the other orcs hijacked the raptors from the wagons as they hastily try to form their own cavalry in order to hit the enemy’s artillery.
The orcs on the beaches were struggling as machinegun fire and artillery fire suppresses their advance, making them unable to join up with the main army, leaving them at the mercy of the humans. But, if they were linked with the other orcs they could provide much needed respite and could restore the orc’s leadership and morale problems.
Another holes had been created on the walls, and such things only makes the General to frowned about the fact that due to the spreading of manpower and danger in all sides, the USEA was forced to spread its forces thin. If the armory battalion had joined since the beginning, the enemy would have been destroyed in the very first engagement.
The bullets fired to the trolls cause minimum damage because of its sheer size. What could have easily pierced 2 orcs could only make about 2-3 cm deep into its thick skin. But even that was nothing compared against the AP shells from the USEA tanks. Their size and muscles thickness were nothing when the rounds easily teared through it. The anti tanks also did their jobs, destroying enemies from miles away. What should be used to create holes in metal is now being used like a knife cutting through butter. The trolls tried to hide in the nearby houses and alleys, crushing video surveillances or everything in its path. It’s thick skin caused damage to the houses, wreaking havoc in small alleys. But the trolls were fools, as hiding in the small and crampy spaces as such thing as the Phase 2 soldiers kite the monsters until it can walk no more.
Standing on the South Wall, the general massages both sides of his head and released a long sigh. He had tried so hard, and failed spectacular. As the blood of the people runs on his hand, blaming him for their death. Although the USEA are winning despite their number disadvantage, the general could see the tired in his soldiers’ eyes. What was fueled by rage is nowhere to be seen, and leaving behind men and women without any motivations. They had no urge to kill as the urge to lay on the ground and sleep was now higher. The battle cries are no longer to be heard, only the constant sound of artillery and tanks in front and behind him can be heard. The general is also tired, but he can't stop now. Not when the battle was so close to an end. With his power, the general ordered the tanks to split up into two, one will hunt the trolls and the others will joined the main battlefield. The newly arrived phase 1 soldiers will hunt down those orcs that were climbing the wall, such thing would not be that hard as they were climbing and they do not have the ability to dodge the bullets while doing so. And then, he fire a red flares, signaling all troops to push. They will risked their life in doing so, even if they have to spend all their available bullets and flamethrower fuel in doing so. The blood of the enemies flies above the skies. Bodies falls down, stacked on each others. Surrender calls were unanswered, except for some. Until the flames engulfed them all.
As the orcs fails to reconnect with its reinforcements leading to widespread chaos and lost of hope for the entire army, as the army was cut down into several groups of independent factions who in turn caused the downfall of the army as a whole.
The trolls were cut off from the army dieing alone under the hailstorm of bullets and carnage decorating the streets of the city with their blood, body parts, and innards. As the tanks effortlessly blow them up to pieces. The Orcs on the beach with nowhere to run were completely surrounded. Charged into the enemy's fortification, surrendering themselves to the bullets, flames, and might.
The beach was the bloodiest part of the battle as the orcs were able to meet the defenders in combat. severing limbs, heads, and bodies. After some time the orcs were beating the soldiers that they can get their hands to death, caving their heads in or pulling out their limbs before succumbing to the rain of bullets that their allies were still able to lay out.
After the battle has ended bodies from both armies lay baking in the sun while the others were swallowed by the sea, in the end the orcs were decimated and ended up being routed by the modern humans. Their mighty army now decorates the streets and houses of the city but, the cost for the victory was a costly one as the bodies of humans litter around defenses and the civilians were unfortunately dragged into the chaos.
These blades reach father then his arms and can slice through most armors and if not the sharp point can pierce through them. 
