The human kingdom in Middle-earth has a country structure similar to that of the European feudal Middle Ages.
The king is the largest lord, and under the king, smaller lords are entrusted to each place according to their titles.
Under these lords, farmers served the lords and carried out production activities in accordance with regulations in the territory. Some raised livestock, some specialized in growing crops, some forged iron, and some made clothes.
In such marginal farms, there will be no organized lord troops. Their troops are more scattered in the hands of their own lords, and most of their own troops are permanently stationed in the lord's castle.
Now that they saw the orcs invading in large numbers, all they could do was run away and tell the lord the news here.
"drive!"
A horse left the village at an extremely fast speed, riding a horse with flying colors. Even an ordinary farmer in the Rohan Kingdom was not too bad at riding a horse.
When Ashgar saw the man running away, he snorted coldly and clamped his legs. The warg in figure understood what he meant.
He accelerated directly towards the direction of the horse, closing the distance in an instant. He picked up the long bow at his waist and pointed it directly at the bow.
With a pop, the long arrow shot out of the body, and the escaping man fell directly from the horse.
"Surround them up and kill those who resist!"
"yes"
The warg cavalry separated to the left and right, surrounding the entire village like a big net and approaching step by step.
Some burly farmers had the courage to hold farm tools and wanted to resist, but the dark orcs showed no mercy. Anyone who resisted had their cold blades and bows directed at them.
In one confrontation, more than a dozen people who dared to resist were killed.
In the distance, heavier footsteps sounded. They were three thousand orc troops. They were marching in a hurry, closely following the cavalry.
Their arrival completely stopped the entire village from resisting.
There was a huge disparity in numbers, and they had no room for resistance. What's more important was that this time the orcs did not kill everyone indiscriminately.
Ashgar asked the orcs to drive everyone to the front of the village, and the orc cavalry surrounded them all.
Ashgar rode a tall warg and walked around these shivering villagers. The low roar of the warg made them more and more frightened. The mother pulled the child into her arms and lowered her head deeply, fearing that he would be
Shige keeps an eye on him.
"Take your tools and follow us. If one person escapes, ten will be killed. If ten people escape, all of them will die."
"Where are we going?"
Suddenly someone dared to ask questions, Ashge just whipped over and knocked the young man to the ground.
"Thanks to the master's gift, you can live, but don't talk too much and go."
Hundreds of people in a village were treated like livestock by a group of orcs who escorted them back to Isengard. Along with their farm tools, and of course more of the entire village's supplies were looted.
The entire village was completely plundered, and a fire completely burned down the village, completely destroying the entire village.
Then Ashgar took his warg cavalry and wild boar cavalry and began to rush towards the next village.
The infantry marched in a hurry, following the pace of the cavalry.
Ashgar's movements were much faster than expected. In less than half a month, he had already swept through nearly seven or eight villages in the area close to Essinger.
The orc infantry has been divided into nearly two thousand people to transport the plundered materials and people back to Isengard.
The manpower at Ashgar's side has also been further reduced, and their movements have become slower and slower.
With their slow movements and the increase in the number of destroyed villages, their movement was finally met with encirclement and suppression by the territorial lords.
"Lord Ashgar, the human army is coming, two thousand cavalry."
The scout orcs quickly came to Ashgar. His tone was full of disdain, obviously looking down on the two thousand cavalry.
"Two thousand, we were underestimated. We formed an array to let them know how powerful the orcs are."
Ashgar pulled out his broadsword and knocked it on his armor, making a clanging sound.
"For the glory of Isengard."
"For the glory of Isengard!"
"For the master!"
"For the master!"
Following two shouts in unison, the warg cavalry and wild boar cavalry lined up neatly. Even if the infantry had not arrived yet, this army was not worried about their defeat at all.
The cavalry quickly occupied the small high ground not far away, like an iron curtain. In the distance, the Rohan cavalry had already assembled.
Eichenbrand also saw the orc cavalry. He pulled out his long sword, looked resolutely, and shouted loudly: "Knights, the dirty orcs are right in front of you, crush them with our iron hoofs, and avenge our relatives.
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"revenge!"
They are all men on horseback, and Erkenbrand is a resolute and strong lord. He will never allow the orcs to wreak havoc in his territory.
In fact, the reason why he was so slow to respond to sending troops was not because he was incompetent, but because this territory was previously controlled by the prince Siode of the Rohan Kingdom and was on guard against the orcs of Isengard.
Not long ago, because Saruman was defeated by Zhang Ziyu, his control over King Théoden of the Rohan Kingdom was lifted, and major changes occurred in the capital, so he hurried back.
His departure also created a brief handover vacuum in the defense.
Eikenbrand dared to take charge of the army and attack immediately at this time. He was decisive enough.
All the Rohan cavalry raised their weapons, clamped their legs, and the tall horses ran quickly, rushing towards the orc cavalry on the hillside.
"kill!"
Ashgar was not one to be afraid of trouble, and directly ordered an attack. The orc cavalry charged towards Erkenbrand's cavalry like a torrent.
The torrent collided with each other. Under the powerful impact and sharp blade quota, the orcs and knights who met each other had their bones shattered and fell to the ground.
The weapon penetrated the body, and blood flowed out like spring water. Whether it was a human or an orc who fell to the ground, he would be trampled by the ruthless iron hooves of wargs, wild boars, and horses until his flesh and blood turned to pieces.
The cavalry's charge was like a running meat grinder, ruthlessly devouring lives.
However, as long as a charge is launched, there is no retreat at all. Only charging, only killing the enemy and completely penetrating the opponent will end the round.
Lives were constantly being devoured, and Erkenbrand's two thousand cavalry were far more numerous than Ashgar's orc cavalry.
However, this does not determine the outcome of a battle.
The dark orcs are stronger, the wargs are more ferocious, and the shaggy boar is as strong as a small tank.
The torrent of black orc cavalry, after the confrontation, still retained its powerful tearing ability and moved forward ruthlessly. More and more human cavalry were cut off their horses.
"For Isengard!"
Azog took the lead, cutting off the heads of countless human cavalry with his broad and sharp sword.
His loud shouts caused the orc cavalry to burst out with even more amazing power, and the tearing speed became even faster.
Eikenbrand looked solemn and his eyes were solemn.
We can't let the damn orcs continue, or they will be penetrated.
He made up his mind, held the sharp long sword tightly in his hand, sat down on his mount and understood the situation, quietly launched a charge, and rushed towards Azog.
Azog was so sensitive that he immediately noticed Erkenbrand's actions, showed a ferocious smile, then grabbed his mount and launched a charge.