"Crack, click, click~" The scraping sound of armor leaves echoed in the dark forest. Dwarf warriors wearing heavy plate armor and carrying dwarf shields formed a small circular formation, surrounded by elves in the circular formation.
Rangers and Archers.
"Pay attention to the tree crown!" Roland reminded as he looked up at the dense old trees.
"Pay attention to the tree crown! Be careful of the orcs' sneak attack!" The people next to him immediately conveyed Roland's order.
In fact, Roland was very foresight. As expected, a team discovered the orcs hiding in the tree canopy as they advanced. They clung to the tree trunks, holding short blades in their hands, quietly waiting for the coalition soldiers to pass by his feet, and then
Jump down...
However, after being reminded by Roland, in front of the prepared coalition forces, these little tricks of the half-orcs can only be said to be funny. Not to mention that in the perception of sixth-level professionals, each of them is as bright as a light bulb.
The elves can use their sharp eyes to spot the orcs hiding in the tree canopy, and then shoot down those "targets" easily.
It can be said that there were no dangers along the way. The harassment by small groups of orcs almost never stopped, but there was no large-scale battle. It can be said that the orcs successfully delayed the actions of the coalition forces with a small number of troops.
"Oh! God! Can't these filthy scum come out and fight openly?" Verve, who had just cut off the head of an orc, said in great pain. He has had enough of these scattered orcs.
!Every one of them was either hiding in the tree canopy or hiding in the hole, waiting to attack the coalition soldiers.
"They are trying to hold us back!" Ormsk said helplessly, holding his chest.
"Huh? You mean they will have reinforcements?" Roland was stunned.
"Even if there are reinforcements, they won't come too fast. Apart from the Misty Mountains, the only one that can support them now is Mordor! I'm thinking that they want to shrink their troops and stick to the Dol Guldur Fortress to wait for reinforcements, and shrink their defense lines.
Gathering the soldiers...you know, that takes time." Ormsk shrugged.
"Then what are you waiting for! Let's kill them directly! We can't let them gather their troops!" Thranduil narrowed his eyes. If the Nazgul were allowed to gather all the fleeing orcs to defend Dol Guldur,
The coalition forces really had no good way to capture the fortress.
"It's too late. They should have gathered a lot of soldiers. Rushing in now will have no effect. Let's attack slowly and steadily. At least we won't let others sneak attack again." Roland said while glancing at Eovia beside him.
"Ahem! What's the look in your eyes..." Eovia couldn't help but said in embarrassment. It seems that of all the people here, she was the only one who was stabbed in the back twice...
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"Your Highness..." Ormsk came to Roland's side and hesitated to speak.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, Roland asked in a low voice.
"What do you think of this action by the coalition forces?" Ormsk looked at Roland seriously.
"What do you think? What's wrong? Did you find anything wrong?" Roland's expression also became serious. Although not many soldiers were brought this time, they are definitely the elite division of the Laglang Kingdom. They can reduce even one of them.
It made Roland feel distressed for a long time. If the gutter capsized, Roland said he could go to the rooftop to line up and reopen.
"The goal this time is to capture Dol Guldur, but our troops are not enough to support our capture there!" Ormsk said slowly.
"How could it be? We have four sixth-level soldiers, plus this army composed purely of professionals. How could we not be able to attack Dol Guldur?" Roland breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that Ormsk was worried about this issue.
"But the enemy has three Nazgul! And the Breath of Death, which is best at group melee, is waiting for us there!" Ormsk said pessimistically.
"But you can stop them, right?" Roland looked at Ormsk and said.
"But the Ringwraiths may not necessarily fight us directly. They are familiar with the terrain and can completely avoid us and massacre low-level soldiers! I am not pessimistic, Your Highness! As the highest combat power in the Kingdom of Raglan, I need to go out for you and others.
The soldiers are responsible!" Ormsk said firmly.
"Then what should we do? Tell them? Then the coalition forces go back home? They won't agree... Thranduil wants to come back here in his dreams; Eovia wants revenge, he wants to kill all the darkness here
All creatures in the camp." Roland fell silent after finishing speaking.
"What they do has nothing to do with me. I just hope that you won't attack too far when the time comes, and just lead our people to drive away the enemies around you. In this way, even if something happens, our soldiers will be enough to support me until I come back for reinforcements!
"Omsk whispered.
"Well... let's do it. It would be great if we can successfully capture Dol Guldur, but if something happens, I will lead the soldiers to hold on and wait for you to come back!" Roland nodded in agreement. Once a fight breaks out, Ormsk will definitely
He will not stay in the rear, so he is destined to distance himself from Lagrand's army, and what Roland has to do is to protect his own safety before Ormsk arrives.
"Omsk! Remind the elf!" Roland looked at Ormsk who was about to leave and shouted. Regardless of whether the elf's arrogance could listen to it, but as an ally, Roland still decided to remind him.
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"Roland, do you really think so?" Verway came to Roland's tent, lifted the curtain and walked in quickly.
"Hold the curtains, it's windy at night!" Roland rolled his eyes and said helplessly.
"Don't interrupt, answer me properly!" Verve said reluctantly.
"You already knew the answer before you came here, didn't you?" Roland said to him pointedly.
"Not just you, Eovia and Thranduil should also understand, but they are just unwilling to admit it." Roland continued to say calmly.
"You mean... Dol Guldur is a huge trap!" Vervay said with difficulty.
"Trap? It's hard to say, it's just a meat grinder at most. We may be able to capture it, but it depends on how many casualties you elves are willing to pay?" Bard and White Wings came in quick succession, but Bard didn't care.
He spoke politely.
"Don't look at me like this. We can't spend all our money for the elf city. That won't do us any good. Although Dol Guldur is a hidden danger to us, it's not fatal." Bai Yi sighed.
Tell the truth.
"I can understand..." Vervay said dejectedly. He understood that humans would not pay a heavy price to regain Dol Guldur. As Bai Yi said, Dol Guldur was only a hidden danger, not fatal at all.
The deadly orc army had already been crushed by them under the lonely mountain. Facing Dol Guldur, which did not have to be exterminated, humans and dwarves were certainly unwilling to pay for the elves.
"I dare to block it. If Balin knows about this, he will turn around and leave with the dwarves..." Bard scratched his head in distress. Of course, the dwarves are willing to fight to the death with the orcs, but this is limited to what is necessary.
Under such circumstances, when fighting for the elves requires huge casualties, the dwarves would never mind leaving. After all, the relationship between the two races is not that good...
"Let's take it one step at a time. Now we can only hope that the offensive and defensive battle in Dol Guldur will be easier, otherwise the coalition will disband, and the evil tentacles will still spread in this land." Roland rubbed his eyebrows.