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Published at 23rd of August 2022 09:42:00 AM


Chapter 158

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Dol Guldeau

"Pfft!" Iovia took the machete out of the chest of a half-orc who was intent on sneaking a sneak attack.

"It's here! The old fortress!" Verwey's eyes were eager, and a dark city full of roots and thorns appeared in front of everyone not far ahead.

"Amon Rance... our home!" Thranduil's eyes flickered faintly.

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

"Alert! Be ready to attack and counterattack at any time!" Bai Yi was walking through the crowd with his big shield on his head. He kept slapping the stopped coalition soldiers and told them not only to marvel at the grandeur of the elf city, but also to pay attention to what might come at any time. attack.

"The archer is in the rear! The ranger is in the middle! The warriors are in the front! The Knights follow me! Don't mess up!" Roland roared involuntarily as he looked at the dense jungle around him.

The dense tree trunks obviously hindered the gathering of these soldiers, and the places that should have formed the formation were often blocked by the tree trunks, which caused gaps and loopholes in the soldiers' square and circular formations in the movement, although it did not cause too much. It was a big accident, but it also caused many people to be attacked and injured.

"Formation!" Suddenly a few low voices came from the front.

I saw dozens of dwarves who were exploring the road ahead and raised the big shield to form a tight double-layer shield wall. A few inferior iron arrows could only bump against the shield wall and make a crisp sound.

"Counterattack!" The Elf Ranger who followed behind them immediately hid behind the shield wall, bent bows and arrows, and threw them at the approximate location where the enemy was hiding.

 

"Ow!" A mournful wailing came out, and as soon as I heard it, I knew that it was a hapless man who was shot by an arrow. Hearing the lively voice, I was still full of energy. It seemed that it missed the key point. After the round, the half-orc was silent.

"Arrow rain cover!"

The coalition generals who had suffered a lot in this regard obviously had no plans to advance again, and directed the shooters and rangers to pour their firepower here.

"Okay! There's no more to live! Recover the arrows, let's go!" Verwey said coldly, hugging his chest. His mental power had spread for a long time, and he had been investigating for a long time. Except for the orcs who had just hidden behind the tree, there were no other living creatures. As for why Verwey didn't kill them? joke! A few half-orcs who have no threat in the area are not enough to take action at the sixth-order combat power.

"Let's gather the team! We are too close to Dol Guldur. It is useless to hide where we are in such a large-scale march!" Roland said to the high-ranking members of the coalition forces.

Now the soldiers of the coalition army are scattered within a distance of several square kilometers. Even ordinary knights dare not underestimate the wolf cavalry!

"Dudududu!"

"Woooooo!"

The horns of all ethnic groups in the coalition army were connected together, and the coalition soldiers who heard the horns quickly moved closer to the place where the horns came from. It was as spectacular as a river flowing into the sea. In less than a moment, the entire woodland was filled with soldiers. .

"The melee professionals are in the front! The rangers are on both sides, and the shooters are in the center! The casters are in the back! The cavalry walks by themselves, but don't go too far!" Is the first person here.

"What a great opportunity! It's a pity that Peter Groo didn't come, or it would be great to have a dragon language magic cover first!" Roland regretted looking at the Dol Guldur Fortress quietly standing there. Obviously, the Nazgul did not leave the city. The idea of ​​the first battle, from Roland's point of view, could not see a single half-orc soldier on the city wall. Obviously, they were ready for a street battle with the coalition forces.

"They gave up the outer city wall? Great! Attack immediately!" Thranduy's keen eyes suddenly saw through the reality of 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 steadily, they may not let us go over the city wall so easily, they are likely to be ambushed in the dark! Don't forget, the evil faction has occupied this place for many years, and they have enough arrangements to interfere with our spiritual detection! Don't be let by you His spiritual power is blinded! What's more, there are three Nazgul hidden here! Don't forget the tragedy of King Iovia!" Roland's light drink suddenly made Thranduil shudder.

Iovia calmly stared at this quiet and lifeless city, his clenched fists showed his inner excitement, this is a battle of revenge! The elves who were originally good at agility were actually played by the enemy in the field they were best at. This was a big shame to Iovia and all the star elves.

"We will kill them all!" Iovia snorted coldly, the eyes of the person stabbed by the sharp machete in his hand hurt.

"Of course! But we don't have to pay a heavy price for these dying people, right?" Roland reminded the two elf kings at the top, as for Vervill? He didn't bring the army here, why bother?

In Roland's eyes, high-end combat power won't die soon even if they die. As long as their own support is timely, it's a small problem, and when the majority of ordinary soldiers are thrown out of their minds, they won't be easy to receive. Come back, either wipe out the enemy, or break the tail to survive, it is impossible to want most of them to return whole, and these ordinary soldiers just determine the life and death of a race, the weak population base of the elves is on the one hand. It is because of the reproductive difficulties brought about by the long lifespan. On the one hand, once the elf army overflowing with personal heroism is scattered on the battlefield, the final casualties may take thousands of years to make up.

 

"There is nothing wrong with being careful! King Iovia! King Thranduil! Think of the few people of the two tribes!" The dwarf leader Balin also stood up. Compared with the elves, the iron-headed dwarves are more It's not bad. After several ordeals, their population is not much larger than that of elves. With the mentality that one more is one, although dwarves are not afraid to fight evil and die, it is better to reduce losses.

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

"Me too!" Bai Yi raised his sword and showed a little sense of presence.

The Kingdom of Akvia and the Kingdom of River Valley are even more representative of "no man's land". One was wiped out by Smaug and then fought in the Battle of the Five Armies, and the other was driven out by the Orcs and fought in the Battle of Lonely Mountain. I don't want to lose too much combat power.

"This battle will be very difficult, we need to fight steadily, don't forget! At any time, there will be orc reinforcements behind us to give us a fatal blow! And what we have to do is not to give them a chance!" Roland even more No problem, just kidding! Knights! Royal Guard! El Nino Ranger! All of them are precious arms that cannot be exchanged for a thousand dollars. If a Roland dies, the little heart can be rubbed into pieces of paper.

"That's it..." Iovia and Thranduil had to agree to see everyone's reaction.

"Attack!" Omsk raised his lance and pointed obliquely to Dol Guldur, which was like an abyss. The dark old fortress was like a huge mouth waiting to engulf this elite expeditionary force!





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