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Chapter 158 Dol Guldur

"Pfft!" Eovia casually pulled out the scimitar from the chest of an orc who was planning a sneak attack.

"Here we are! The old fortress!" Vervey's eyes were filled with enthusiasm. Not far ahead, a dark city covered with roots and thorns appeared in front of everyone.

"Amon Lance... our home!" There was a faint light in Thranduil's eyes.

"Everyone, follow up! Don't fall behind!" Dragon Slayer Bard drew out his longbow and carefully observed the surroundings. The dark forest always made him feel extremely depressed!

"Alert! Be ready to attack and counterattack at any time!" Baiyi carried a large shield and shuttled through the crowd. He kept patting the stopped coalition soldiers and told them not to just marvel at the magnificence of the elf city, but also to pay attention to the dangers that may come at any time.

attack.

"The archer is at the back! The ranger is in the middle! The warrior is in the front! The knights follow me! Don't mess around!" Roland couldn't help but growl while looking at the dense jungle around him.

The dense tree trunks obviously hindered the assembly of these soldiers. The places where the formations should have been were often blocked by tree trunks. This caused the soldiers' square and circular formations to always have gaps and loopholes during their movement. Although it did not cause too many problems.

It was a big accident, but it also caused many people to be attacked and injured.

"Form up!" Suddenly, several low voices sounded from the front.

Dozens of dwarves who were scouting the road ahead raised their large shields to form a tight double-layered shield wall. A few incoming inferior iron arrows could only hit the shield wall with a clanging sound.

"Counterattack!" The elf ranger following them immediately hid behind the shield wall, bent his bow and fired arrows at the general direction of where the enemy was hiding.

"Ouch!" A shrill wail came out, and you knew it was an unlucky guy who had been hit by an arrow. Hearing the lively sound, he was still very energetic. It seemed that he had not hit the vital point, but as the elves fired another arrow,

After the turn, the orc had disappeared silently.

"Covered by arrows!"

The coalition generals, who had suffered heavy losses in this regard, obviously had no intention of advancing again, and commanded the shooters and rangers to pour firepower here as much as they wanted.

"Okay! There are no survivors! Recover the arrows and let's go!" Verve said coldly, holding his chest. His mental power had already spread and he had been investigating for a long time. Except for the orcs who had just hidden behind the tree, there was no one left.

There were no other living creatures, so why didn't Verve kill them? What a joke! A few orcs who were no threat at all didn't have the sixth-level combat power to take action.

"Gather the team! We are too close to Dol Guldur. It is useless to hide our whereabouts with such a large-scale march!" Roland said to a group of high-ranking coalition forces.

Now the soldiers of the coalition are scattered over a distance of several square kilometers. The overall situation is too scattered. Once the sixth-level combat power is entangled, the enemy can dispatch a team of cavalry to cause terrifying damage to the coalition. You must know the orcs'

Even ordinary knights don't dare to underestimate the Wolf Cavalry!

"Dudududu!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The horns of all the tribes in the coalition army sounded in unison. The coalition soldiers who heard the horns quickly moved closer to the place where the horns were heard. It was as spectacular as a river merging into the sea. In less than a moment, the entire forest was filled with soldiers.

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"The melee professionals are in the front! The rangers support the two wings, and the shooters are in the center! The casters are in the rear! The cavalry wanders on their own, but don't go too far!" Ormsk commanded without hesitation. In terms of combat literacy and multi-arm coordinated operations, Ormsk should

He is the first person here.

"What a great opportunity! It's a pity that Peter Grot didn't come. Otherwise, it would be great to be covered by dragon language magic first!" Roland said regretfully while looking at the Dol Guldur Fortress standing quietly there. Obviously, the Nazgul did not leave the city.

The idea of ​​a battle. From Roland's perspective, not a single Orc soldier could be seen on the city wall. It was obvious that they were ready for a street battle with the coalition forces.

"They abandoned the outer city wall? Great! Attack immediately!" Thranduil's keen eyes immediately saw through the reality on the city wall.

"No! Thranduil! You can't be so hasty!" Roland grabbed Thranduil's gauntlet.

"What's wrong?" Thranduil was puzzled.

"Let's play it slow. They may not be able to let us cross the city wall so easily. They are likely to be ambushing in the dark! Don't forget, the evil camp has occupied this place for many years, and they have enough arrangements to interfere with our mental detection! Don't be fooled by you

I've been blinded by my spiritual power! What's more, there are three Ringwraiths hidden here! Don't forget the tragedy of King Eovia!" Roland's soft drink suddenly made Thranduil jump.

Eovia calmly stared at this quiet and lifeless city. His clenched fists showed his inner excitement. This was a battle of revenge! The elf who was originally good at agility attack was actually in the field he was best at.

Being played by the enemy is a big shame for Eovia and all the star elves.

"We will kill them all!" Eovia snorted coldly, and the sharp scimitar in her hand stabbed the person's eyes with pain.

"Of course! But we don't have to pay a heavy price for these dying people, right?" Roland looked at the two elf kings who were above him and reminded him, as for Verve? He didn't bring an army here, so why should he care?

In Roland's eyes, high-end combat power will not die quickly even if it means seeking death. As long as one's own support is timely, it is a small problem. However, once the majority of ordinary soldiers spread their ideas, it will be difficult to recover.

Come back, either annihilate all the enemies, or cut off the tail to survive. It is impossible to return most of them intact, and these ordinary soldiers determine the life and death of a race. On the one hand, the elves’ weak population base

This is because of the fertility difficulties brought about by the long lifespan. On the one hand, once the elf army bursting with personal heroism is spread out on the battlefield, it may take thousands of years to make up for the final casualties.

"It's always good to be careful! King Eovia! King Thranduil! Think of the few people of the two tribes!" The dwarf commander Balin also stood up. Compared to the elves, the iron-headed dwarves are more

It's not easy. After many hardships, their population is not much larger than that of the elves. With the mentality that one more is better, although the dwarves are not afraid of dying fighting evil, it would be better if they could reduce their losses.

"I agree!" Bud raised his hand to signal.

"Me too!" Bai Yi raised his sword to show his little sense of presence.

The Kingdom of Akvia and the Kingdom of Riverdale are representatives of the "no man's land". One was wiped out by Smaug and then fought in the Battle of the Five Armies, and the other was expelled by the Orcs and fought in the Battle of the Lonely Mountain. The two forces also fought

Don't want to lose too much combat power.

"This battle will be very difficult. We need to fight steadily. Don't forget! There will be Orc reinforcements behind us at any time to give us a fatal blow! And what we have to do is not to give them any opportunity to take advantage of it!" Roland even more said

No objection, just kidding! Knights! Royal Guards! El Niño Rangers! They are all precious units worth a lot of money. If one of them dies, Roland's little heart will be crushed into pieces of paper.

"Then let's do it..." Eovia and Thranduil had no choice but to agree after seeing everyone's reactions.

"Attack!" Ormsk raised his lance and pointed diagonally at the abyss-like Dol Guldur ahead. The dark old fortress was like a giant mouth waiting to swallow up this elite expeditionary force!


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