The war drums started beating in a faster rhythm as the blasts from the battle horns came one after another. Maghazz and his Verakhs were the first to exit the Hollowed Ground, followed by the First Yohan Horde, Ikarush, in marching formation.

A long serpentine line of warriors went out of the southern gates of the City of Yohan, passing through the high arch of the southern gateway and walked on the lowered drawbridge to cross the Garthum River, which was redirected by the kobolds with their skillful digging.

The flow of the Garthum River flowed west just a few hundred meters north of the City of Yohan, then flowed south, circling around the west side of the city before going east again to head back to where it should go to. The banks of the Garthum River to the south of the city were only a few meters away, unlike to the north.

The Tauren Guards who manned the massive walls as the First Yohan Horde,Ikarush departed and headed towards their new home, which they are going to build themselves. Even the orcs, taurens, ogres, and trolls tending to the farmlands stopped what they were doing and watched the many warriors depart to the south.

Before they even exited the city, the members of Ikarush started chanting their own chants, which varied depending on the unit which they belonged to. The Verakhs had their own, which was fast-paced and includes the phrase

"Darkness is my friend

And the wild is my home

We stalk our prey

Staying hidden doing so,

Silently moving

We crouched and crawl

Till it is time

We Strike!"

The First and Second Warbands almost have the same chants,

"As we march to the battlefield

Strong will and weapons we wield

Our foes shall tremble know fear

As we thrust forward our spear

We are the best

Among the rest

(First)(Second) Warband

On the battleground"

The Third to the Eight Warbands had one of their own, depending on which warband they belong to, which was entirely different to that of the first two warbands.

The First Kani'karr Corps also had one of their own which includes the phrase

"Here we come, receive our gifts

Death from above and from a distance

We see you but you can't see us

Do all you can, you can't reach us

For our comrades we trust"

Different chants sounded all throughout the long serpentine line as they noisily marched away to the south. They marched with pride and they were so very loud that the creatures in their path fled as soon as they see them.

*****

The rogue goblins of the wilds who are preparing to ambush any unsuspecting creatures headed towards them scurried away in fear as the mighty army was headed for them. They shrieked in panic as they ran away as fast as their short legs could carry them. Hiding behind anything that they could use to hide themselves and taking a peek from time to time. They were shivering in fear and nervously watching the massive army marching noisily heading south.

Sakh'arran knew of the rogue goblins as they were already spotted by the Verakhs who were moving ahead of them while using the cover of the terrain. He didn't know how the Verakhs moved with such speed and stayed ahead of them while maintaining themselves hidden from those that they passed by. Reports came flooding in as the squads of Verakhs that were moving with them in the shadows informed them of what they spotted while on the move.

The Verakhs operated far away from the main army while the Warg Cavalry were deployed a few kilometers away, surrounding where the main army was at. They worked as the secondary eyes and received the reports from the deployed Verakhs and with their fast steeds, relayed it to the main army.

The ground trembled and even the vegetations also can't remain still as the massive army passed by as their synchronous marching made the ground shake. They have eyes spread all around them, which makes it less likely for them to fall into ambushes.

"Continue the march. Ignore them, thy pose no threat to us." Sakh'arran gave out his commands as he deemed the rogue goblins unworthy of their attention.

*****

"What do you mean, Your Highness?" Lord Masud raised his cup to his lips and tasted the fine wine that was offered to him by the prince. "Exactly as I said, Lord Masud. You and Lord Husani shall take a portion of my army and head north and establish a foothold for us in the north." Prince Gyassi smiled as he too raised his cup to his lips and savored the taste of his drink.

They have been winning the war against the army of monsters despite at a great cost like the destruction of the Town of Gilban after he used the Sword of the Sands and turned the entire town into a wasteland to lay waste to the monsters that were attacking it.

He wanted to use the residents of the town as bait to get all the monsters in one go, but Commander Ishaq and Commander Nassor were greatly against it. With no other choice, he sent messengers to warn the residents of the town to flee the town before he turns it into a battlefield.

As long as the Sword of the Sands is in his hands, he is almost unstoppable. His entire body can't be injured since it turns into grains of sand then recovers again. He can become a man made out of sand for as long as the sword is in his hands and, like a demigod, he could slaughter all his foes with no worries about him getting hurt.

"Why don't we finish first all the monsters here before moving the entire army to the north." Lord Husani suggested as he was against the idea of being sent to combat those war loving creatures to the north.

"No, it might take too long for us to finish of all the monsters here. Especially with how sly that leader of theirs is." Prince Gyassi shook his head. Many times, he fought that winged monster that had a tempting figure, but it continued to elude him whenever he had the upper hand. He could've had killed it and ended the war with the monsters already, but he had other plans. He wanted to capture it alive.

Prince Gyassi smiled as he remembered the looks of that foe of his who continued to escape his grasp. He had other plans for that creature that no one knew of.