The battle of Aesinger was not over so soon. Since the United Kingdom of Aesiya fell in love with the production base of Saruman's magical creature, the strong orc army, they did not agree with what the Treeman Tsinger suggested: pry over the dam and flood Eisinger!

Instead, we adopted the method of combining tree herds and tree Hu, plus muskets and cannons to advance layer by layer, intending to gradually erode the enemy's living power and maximize the integrity of this strange creature manufacturing base.

When the Alicia Second Legion and the Treeman coalition in Aisinger began to push down the high walls outside the Osank Mage Tower, and launched a raid on the base within the wall area of ​​the Aisinger tower and sweep the orc production base under the ground, at the Horn Castle of Rohan, the Horn of the Holy Helmet Valley in the southeast, the Cavalry of the Hieunton, who had originally believed that the stone castle was indestructible, was once again slapped by reality!

The pioneer of gunpowder, Saruman, who graduated from the Magic Class, and his powerful orcs used a bunch of large firecrackers to blow up a piece of the city wall, allowing countless powerful orcs to instantly attack the guardrail of the Horn Fort!

Compared with the United Kingdom of Alicia, which can reasonably and scientifically use black gunpowder and related technologies to make muskets and cannons, the evil white-robed wizard Saruman and his powerful orcs who can also make gunpowder and have been granulated, it will be more magical and more unrestrained to use it!

Because because they failed to match the steel craftsmanship and forging technology, and in the face of time, they abandoned the footbrow weapon they had made before and imitated the Alicia Net. When technology could not make breakthroughs for the time being, they simply turned the particles of black gunpowder into large iron bombs!

Then, they used their strong orcs to transport them with their bodies, and finally ignited with human flesh, which was a suicide attack mechanism that ignited with human flesh, and violently blew up the Rohanate King Hiyoudon, who claimed to be indestructible and dared to claim that the horn fortress that had never been captured in hundreds of years!

Moreover, on the night before the attack on the horn fortress, when the sky was still bright in the morning, all the defensive fortresses and guardrails on the periphery were captured, and they broke through to the last mountain fortress gate in one fell swoop!

This made the Rohanite nomads who were huddled in the most face of the Horn Fort and the remaining elves who could only bend their bows and shoot arrows and show off their handsomeness, feel the power of magic pseudo-tech for the first time!

It was those self-destructive firecrackers that made the powerful orcs beat the Rohan National Alliance in just half a night to retreat into the last mountain fortress, losing all the outer walls and defensive arrow fortresses and other facilities, leaving only the main body of the mountain fortress for refugees and the last gate...

"drink!"

"drink!!"

Bang! Bang!!

At this time, in the mountain fortress of the Horn Fort, except for Aragon, who was still actively commanding the battle, King Hieudon and some others were sitting on the ground beside him with a frown, listening to the excitement of the powerful orcs outside the door, and the subsequent violent collisions of the chases towards the last door.

"This Rohan Fortress, which is said to never fall, and this magnificent horn fort built by the ancestors of all generations, is about to be captured..."

"Everything is about to end..."

After watching the dozen soldiers vainly use logs and heavy objects, and even their own bodies to clamp the solid wood structural door with cast iron frames, Hipton knew that it might be a matter of time before it fell here.

"No need to make unnecessary struggles anymore, this is meaningless!"

When the loyal guard commander around him bandaged his wounds, Xiyoudon laughed at himself and said this to the gate, Aragon, who was still desperately commanding the soldiers to hold the gate.

"No! Hyoudon, you said that as long as someone guards it, this fortress will not be captured?!"

After running over with Leglas hurriedly, carrying a thick wooden board to continue to strengthen the defense of the door, Aragon roared at Hieuton, who was dissatisfied and discouraged:

"As long as they are still defending and fighting to the death, we will not lose yet!"

At the moment of life and death, Aragon didn't care about any etiquette and did not intend to give the slightest face to the Cavalry King of Xiyoudon. He almost pointed at the other party's head and scolded him!

He was the one who decided to give up the capital Idoras that day and led most nearby Rohan refugees to take refuge in the Holy Helmet Valley to avoid a head-on battle with the army of strong orcs. He was the one who said that this fortress was tough and unbreakable, and he was the one who wanted Youdon!

But what happened? It was not dawn yet, just half a night, and the powerful orcs had already attacked the last door!

And these people are now blocked here, and they are directly a group of turtles in a jar, and they have no place to run away! Once this door is broken through, tens of thousands of strong orcs outside will flood in, no one here, no matter men, women, young, humans, dwarves or elves, can live alone!

"They are coming soon!"

"ah!!"

"God is above, who can come to save us..."

After hearing the increasingly loud slogans of the strong orcs and the sound of hitting the door, the elderly, weak and weak women and children hiding deep in the fortress began to scream and become chaotic. From time to time, bursts of crying from children and praying from some elderly people broke out, and the scene became worse for a while...

If it is normal, there may be officials or soldiers trying to maintain order as much as possible? But now, they are about to be broken through to the last fortress, no matter how much they do, they no longer want to worry about it. After all, once the gate is broken through by a strong orc, no matter how much they do, it will become meaningless!

At that time, no one can escape the destruction of the destruction, from the kings and nobles to the common people, women and children!

“…”

He sighed slightly in his heart. After looking at the refugee gates, Xiyoudon felt a little reluctant to leave his head. Perhaps, he, the King of the Cavalry of the Rohan Kingdom, will soon become the last king of Rohan?

What he never expected was that he hoped that in the end, he would be named a king who had lost his country...

"Is there any other way to let these women, children and children escape first?!"

After watching the chaotic scenes of the refugees for a while, Aragon hurried to Hiyoudon and asked.

In fact, Aragon had wanted to ask this question a long time ago!

He thought that as long as the previous kings of Rohan were not stupid, they would always have one or two secret retreats in this fortress? As long as there was a retreat, he could continue to command the soldiers to resist with confidence, and then after the gate was broken, he could run away without dying in this bullshit fortress built by the Rohans!

Aragon believes that no one will build such a fortress without a retreat unless that person is a fool! Are cunning rabbits or three holes, let alone a person who can think?

No matter how bad it is, there should be one or two secret passages here for escape in critical moments!

“…”

“…”

While asking, Aragorn was busy coordinating the soldiers to guard the gate. When he turned around and saw the two silent and ashamed Kings of Rohan and the guard commander, his heart skipped a beat and he secretly called out a bad thing.

"Is there really no other way out?"

After strengthening his tone again, Aragon was almost scared to death by the reactions of these two people!

Did these fools from the Rohanate really build a fortress like a cemetery? They were so stupid that they didn’t even leave one for themselves?!

"There is a small path that leads to the mountains behind..."

"But no matter we, or these women and children, we will definitely not escape! There are too many strong orcs! It won't take long to catch up and kill us..."

Under Aragon's questioning, the king's guard commander finally told a secret passage.

However, the secret passage is too narrow and rugged, and only one or two people can walk in parallel, so the horses will definitely not be able to get through.

In this way, how many thousands of refugees can escape? What's the use of them even if they run into the mountains? Those strong orcs all over the mountains do not even have to chase them from the secret passages. As long as they catch up with them, they can easily catch up with them!

“…”

"Drink!" "Drink!!"

Bang~!Bang!!

Outside the door, the strong orcs were still shouting slogans excitedly and hitting the fortress gate that the Rohans finally believed.

Because they all know that in this mountain fortress, there are countless living human women and children! They are eager to eat their sweet flesh and blood, listen to their screams and wails in the moment, and use each other's blood and blood handprints to dye the dirty armor on their bodies red!

"Drink!" "Drink!!"

Bang~!Bang~!!

"This is really..."

Damn it!

Aragorn looked at the soldiers who were wailing and holding the gate to the death, and the increasingly overwhelmed door. He knew that with their two thin iron and wooden doors, he could not hold on for long!

Now, the sky outside has begun to gradually become brighter. Perhaps, when the first ray of sunlight in the morning shines in from the window, it will be completely captured by powerful orcs, right?

"Hurry up! Strengthen the door first!"

They have less time left, even if they want to retreat, they don’t have much time, and they can’t run out if they run! At that time, this place will become a flesh-and-blood hell for humans and at the same time become a carnival venue for powerful orcs!

Bastard! What should I do now?

Aragon began to think about it quickly, thinking about countermeasures, eager to find a good way to break the current dead end.

"It's useless...we can't fight them now..."

Xiyoudon had already begun to think that he would die here with dignity like a qualified king, rather than being fled, being cut off by a strong orc as if slaughtered a stray dog!

"No! We can actually rush out..."

"That's right! You can follow me out! Even if it's just to win the slim glimmer of life for the women and children?"

This is also a glimmer of life for Aragon and others!

As long as they ride a horse, follow the gate and the stone paths from a high place, and rush out beyond the enemy's expectations, maybe they have the opportunity to break through the military formations of those strong orcs outside who are sharing the bodies of the dead.

Anyway, it's much better than waiting here?

"Woo~Woo~Woo~Woo~~!"

At this time, when it was getting dawn outside, waves of distant horn sounds came in vaguely, which seemed particularly pleasant at this moment before dawn.

“Who will it be?!”

After hearing the strange horn sound, everyone, including Aragon, Hiyoudon and other soldiers and refugees, ran quickly to the row of castle stone windows and began to crowd together, wanting to see who came here outside.

Because they knew that the strange and crisp sound of the horn was definitely not the war drum of the powerful orcs or the terrifying weapon like a wolf howl, nor the horn of the Gondor Kingdom, nor the elves, dwarves or any force they were familiar with!

"That's...?"

"That's Alicia..."

Then, facing the faint light when the rising sun was about to rise, Hipton saw that at the entrance of the Helmet Valley, two huge red-bottomed white vulture flags rising from the sky. They were held high by two cavalrymen in red armor and appeared at the entrance of the valley directly behind the battlefield of the Helmet Valley.

Heyodon, Aragon and others who had the honor of seeing this flag in the Palace of Idoras soon recognized him!

After two red-armored cavalry holding a huge flag stood still, a beautiful figure riding an extremely tall and majestic white unicorn, wearing golden armor and a red cloak, finally appeared in the middle of the two flags in a trot.

"Is it her?"

"That's really the United Kingdom of Alicia..."

Aragon, who was about to persuade Hiyoudon to rush out of the soon-to-be-captured Horn Fort and conduct a death raid with the orcs, immediately saw this situation that surprised him from a distance.

"Queen Ofina..."
To be continued...