The steps of the dwarves were slow and firm, and under the leadership of the flag, they stepped forward through the mud and blood, forward, and forward again.
The roars of humans and orcs fighting, the clash of weapons, and the wails before life was extinguished gradually became clearer in the heavy rain.
The distance between the two sides is not particularly far.
Of course, it is impossible for the Wolf Cavalry, who are responsible for blocking the task, to watch humans and dwarves merge together.
Amidst the terrifying and ferocious howls, the wargs divided into teams of twos and threes, running and howling around the dwarves, staring at the prey with their scarlet eyes, and constantly launching tentative attacks.
However, the shimmering spears in the hands of the dwarves can always drive them away, allowing these cunning and deadly guys to return without success.
Soon, the piercing sound of horns came from the west direction, which was the order from Lagash.
A large group of Uruks wearing iron armor and no fewer than dwarves stood in front of the dwarves holding wooden shields and hammers. In the heavy rain between the mountains, they were like a silent and eerie black wall, blocking the way.
Between humans and dwarves.
However, the dwarves' progress did not stop.
"Go forward, keep going."
Thorin's roar echoed in the mountains. Under the king's order, sharp spears gradually approached the enemy, and the battle was imminent.
"Whoosh" "Whoosh" "Whoosh" "Whoosh"
Several unknown dark shadows suddenly hit the dwarves from the air, smashing several small gaps in the dense phalanx formed by them. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the originally silent Uruk suddenly roared.
, and then started to run quickly with great steps.
At the same time, two huge figures also left the rain curtain and came to the vicinity of the dwarves. They were two cave trolls holding big sticks. Under the command of the horn, they bypassed the area where the fierce fighting was taking place to support the dwarves.
The Uruks.
Moreover, when these two guys approached the battlefield, they picked up the Snaga beside them and threw it directly at the gathered dwarves as cannonballs, kicking off the inevitable battle until the Si Naga next to them
The Nagas ran away completely.
Facing the sudden attack, the dwarf warriors with extremely rich combat experience quickly pulled the fallen tribesmen into the middle of the formation. Of course, the dwarves, who were thick-skinned and wearing armor, would not lose their lives just because they were hit by Snaga.
Soon they were able to recover and get back to war.
It's just that those gray guys who hit the steel armor were not so lucky. Their heads were bleeding, their muscles were broken, and their brains were burst, which perfectly explained their tragic situation at this time.
At this time, several burly Uruks took advantage of this little chaos and, under the cover of many companions, approached the dwarf at full speed. The heavy animal skin shield tied to their left arm kept dancing, blocking the stabbing themselves.
The spear in his hand, and the hammer in his hand, carrying the cruel wind, smashed against the iron shield that could only reach his chest.
Even the tallest dwarves can only reach the chest of these Uruks. After all, these enhanced orcs have a size second only to humans.
Several sounds of "哐", "哐" and "哐" sounded, and the dwarves who were hit by Uruk with all their strength retreated continuously, but the stable bottom plate allowed them to quickly stabilize their bodies, and the long swords in their hands were full of gaps but were still sharp.
, and also stabbed the enemy in front of him fiercely under the cover of the shield.
Suddenly, a big sword with flashing blue light appeared in the middle of the two formations. The sword's light flashed like a swimming dragon, and it split the heads of several Uruks in front of them into two halves together with their iron helmets.
The person who came was none other than Thorin, who was holding Orcrest. The king of the dwarves often charged at the front of his tribe.
"Throw!!"
Kili's roar sounded in the dwarf phalanx, and dozens of spears drew a large white line in the rain curtain, flying towards the two cave trolls who were running towards them, trapping them who had no way to hide.
Deadly on the road to charge.
After the battle on Gushan, the trolls have become the priority target of the dwarves, and their terrifying power poses a huge threat to the dwarves who have gathered in a square formation.
Given the chance, the dwarves will not let their enemies get to them.
"Ouch~~~"
The warg who was originally looking for an opportunity roared and drew black shadows in the rain, launching a suicidal attack on the dwarves.
Soon, gray wolf shadows died tragically under the spears of the dwarves. At the same time, some dwarves were bitten by the fanged wolves and dragged out of the battle formation. Then, jet-black weapons were pierced through the gaps in the armor.
, deadly and cruel.
For a time, roars and sobs came one after another, and life splashed and scattered like raindrops.
Not far away, the Snaga who had barely gathered together began to gradually move toward the battlefield. Perhaps they did not have the courage to stop the dwarves head-on, but these bloodthirsty and cruel guys did not mind exposing themselves to the chaos.
Dirty knife.
Faced with enemies besieging them from all directions, the dwarves had to stop their progress and be fully prepared to face the battle. However, their actions were not without effect. A large number of orcs were captured.
They were attracted.
This greatly reduces the pressure on the allies, allowing the battle to last longer until reinforcements arrive.
And Lagash, who was a few miles away, was staring at everything that happened at this time with a pair of bloodshot eyes. His black face full of scars looked ferocious for a while, then calm, and his thoughts were completely absorbed.
The situation on the battlefield affects.
Obviously, the determination and strategy of this half-orc leader are not as good as those of his former master Azog. Being able to choose such a place and have such an excellent time to make a last stand has already exhausted this half-orc's energy.
Mental strength, and the favor from Emperor Sauron.
Of course, the rolling dark clouds in the sky cannot be a natural phenomenon. Lagash does not have the ability to observe celestial phenomena. It is Sauron who responded to his prayers. It is extremely rare for the evil claws to cross thousands of miles.
Came to help his servants.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But even with the help from the Lord of Darkness, Lagash's heart is like Lao Wang hiding behind the curtain, and he is extremely uneasy because of this
There are too many surprises in a battle.
Originally, he deployed tens of thousands of orcs, dozens of trolls, and nearly a thousand wargs. As long as those more than a thousand humans set foot in this mountainous area, it would be impossible for them to leave alive.
It's just that those heavily armored cavalry suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and with their suicidal charge, they directly held back nearly a quarter of his troops, and also ruined Lagash's subsequent plans.
Especially those irritable and simple-minded cave trolls, whose attention was attracted by the battle from the beginning. After these guys entered the battle state, they completely disowned their relatives. With their prestige, they wanted to bring these big guys back.
That's too difficult.
Then the arrival of the dwarves defeated the orcs' flanks, allowing Lagash to be surrounded by a large force as expected. The trolls broke through the formation, and the wolf cavalry's plan to pursue them was completely disrupted.
Lagash, who really couldn't figure it out, was willing to swear a poisonous oath to the Great Demonic Eye thousands of miles away. Before deciding to ambush, he scouted this area no less than five times, not even letting go of nearby tunnels.
But he really couldn't figure out where those cavalry came from.
However, as the half-orc with the highest intelligence and the best command ability in the Gray Mountains, Lagash still made timely adjustments and used the sound of horns to gather a large number of elites, including four trolls who were playing soy sauce in the battle, to intercept and prepare.
Dwarves who join humans.
Although there were some twists and turns in the middle, the result was still good. The dwarf was completely stopped and the situation was stabilized.
Now, as long as those heavy armored knights who are desperate for their lives lose their threat, the trolls who have no fighting target will soon calm down, and by then, they can still complete their plan of breaking the formation and chasing them down.
As for those dwarves with short legs and riding goats, only fools would fight head-on with them. As long as they continue to cut off their supply lines in the following days, this battle will still be a victory for the orcs.
However, the silver figure wielding the fiery red sword and killing people on the battlefield still made Lagash's eyelids twitch. Moreover, the opponent's swordsmanship was only strong, and he discharged electricity and set fire like a wizard.
Just now, two cave trolls were knocked unconscious in a short period of time.
After living for hundreds of years, he has never seen such a powerful human being. Perhaps, only the Witch King who once ruled the north can fight with him.
Lagash, who was thinking a lot, was all focused on the battlefield and paid no attention to the surrounding environment. After all, this area was occupied by nearly a thousand wargs just now, and there were nearly a hundred well-equipped wargs left beside him.
The elite half-orcs are always vigilant about their surroundings.
Why does Laga feel that his safety can still be guaranteed?
However, a dozen rock-like things are moving slowly to the north of Lagash. Their movements are as light as a tiger before killing its prey. Strong wind, storm, gravel
Soon, the distance between them and the half-orc leader narrowed to about two hundred meters.
Two hundred meters, for a Noldor elf who has been immersed in archery for a long time, he can hit exactly where he wants.
If his master hadn't warned him that he must be 100% sure before taking action, even if he didn't kill him, he would still force the enemy leader away, then Hermione would have been three hundred meters away.
I want to try and shoot this disgusting, dirty creature in front of me.
But he didn't do this, because the victory or defeat of this ambush and counter-ambush would probably require a fatal arrow as a key catalyst. This slightly heavy burden made the daring Holly, who is an expert in art,
Mion also had to treat this task with caution.
A strong figure flashed out from the carefully woven cloak, and his slender arms immediately opened the Noldor sigil bow that was dripping with raindrops. In the glimmer of light, a blue and white enchanted arrow was aimed at it.
The orcs were observing the battlefield.
Lagash did not feel at all that he was on the verge of death, and all his energy was focused on the battlefield.
At this time, the battlefield on the west side was about to decide the winner. Under the harassment of the orcs, the hundreds of heavy cavalry were unable to resist the huge wooden club in the hands of the trolls. The harsh terrain also prevented them from using their horses.
The possibility of breaking out of enemy lines.
Besides, where can they rush to? In front of them is the enemy, and behind the enemy is the cliff.
The cavalry who were pulled off their horses by the orcs could only use the weapons in their hands to fight with those around them, and then they were divided and surrounded, using their own lives to delay the enemy's time.
This is not how heavy cavalry is used. Only the stupidest leaders would let such elites die in this desperate mountain. Even Lagash knew such a simple truth, but he didn't have any extra.
Let's think about this.
The half-orc leader tried hard to suppress his anxiety and waited for the right time to issue an order.
"Whoosh"
With the sound of arrows piercing the air, the warg under Lagash's crotch suddenly stood up and threw the orc on its back to the ground. Even though it, as the leader of the wargs, reacted so quickly, it was still quickly
A flying arrow penetrated the neck, and after two whimperings, there was no movement at all.
Hermione's arrow was originally aimed at the orc sitting on the wolf, but the murderous intent emitted by the Twilight Knight when aiming was too strong, and Lagash was unaware of it, but the warg was hiding
The evil spirit in his body could be felt from a distance of two hundred meters.
But in extreme panic, the warg leader made the wrong move and blocked the fatal blow for his companion. It can only be said that under the arrangement of fate, there were dramatic turns everywhere.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The unprepared Lagash fell down unexpectedly, but he made the right move subconsciously, not only rolling but also crawling
He quickly escaped from the original area, and while escaping for his life, he did not forget to use the buckler on his left arm to block his vital parts.
This ability to escape was also the reason Lagash was able to survive the battle on Gushan.
But this time, his luck was not so good, because the people who were chasing him were all the best among the best. Dozens of arrows struck like lightning, covering all his possible range of action.
In the end, the shield waving in Lagash's hand blocked two fatal attacks. The shimmering arrow penetrated the shield and was only a hair's breadth away from his head. However, this half-orc with a first-class escape ability was not unscathed.
There was a severe wound on his thigh.
The pain made Lagash quickly regain his composure. He knew that he must have been attacked by the enemy's elite troops, and if he was not careful, he might have to stay here with his life.
Therefore, dragging an injured leg, he quickly climbed onto a warg without a companion, and then loudly ordered the guards around him to intercept the dozens of enemies that were running towards him.
And he took the trumpeter and flag bearer, let some of his personal guards cover him, and ran towards the western battlefield where he had basically won the victory. As long as he hid in the large army, he could still command, as long as his wolf flag was still there.
Now, the orcs in this mountain range cannot be dispersed.
Soon, a burst of miserable howls pulled Lagash into the abyss of despair. At some point, a team of dozens of archers appeared between him and the large army, shooting and killing.
If the wolf cavalry charging at the front wanted to join up with his troops, he would have to rush over against the dense and precise rain of arrows.
Faced with this extremely dangerous situation, Lagash, who already cherished his life, hesitated. He would never gamble his life on a chance, but once he left, the long-prepared ambush would definitely end in failure.
These subordinates he finally gathered together will collapse and flee, and will be hunted down by the enemy.
And the prestige I finally gained will definitely be blown away by the wind.
Between life and rights, Laga actually stood there and hesitated, but the situation at this time did not give him any time. The screams coming from behind always reminded him that time was running out.
Even the elite wolf cavalry among the orcs, who can serve as the commander of the bodyguards, does not have much room to struggle when facing the Twilight Knight. Even if the number is more than five times greater, it will only delay for a longer time.
Just a little.
Accurate and deadly arrows, swift and agile figure, and sword light that flashes like lightning.
In a matter of seconds, at least one-third of the Wolf Cavalry were killed by the Twilight Knight in the violent storm. After the fastest Horimion cleanly killed the enemy in front of him, he held his hand again.
He picked up the Noldor Sigil Bow and stared at Lagash with his cold eyes.
The last failure was simply humiliating for Hermione. He secretly swore that he would kill Lagash this time and use the orc's head to repay his master's trust in him.
However, before Hermione could approach the vicinity of Lagash, the orc leader was in a dilemma and made his own choice. He escaped in an embarrassing and ugly manner.
He left his subordinates all over the mountains and plains, and the black blood wolf flag also disappeared into the mountains.
Apparently, Lagash also chose an escape route for himself during the previous investigation, which happened to be used at this time.
And at this moment, stocky figures appeared one after another in the northern mountains, one after another, fully armed dwarves. They soon gathered into a large square formation and rushed towards the silver-glowing flag.
.
That was the arrival of Thorin's tribe, and at the same time, the heavy rain that had been pouring for a long time suddenly became sparse, and the dark clouds in the sky did not seem so heavy anymore.