Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1130 1112. Space for time

 A huge cylindrical creature, resembling a snake or a worm, with a body diameter of at least ten meters, poked directly out of the mountain!

The gray skin is unremarkable, except for the flower-shaped mouthparts at the front, which were still biting a boulder when they rushed out.

The muscles on the cylindrical body popped out in an instant. Although the outline was only revealed for a moment, it was enough to show that almost its entire body was made of powerful muscles!

 ‘Bang, bang, bang, bang’, the tooth-breaking sound spread from the hills to the wasteland.

Just after the outline of the muscles was revealed for a moment, the huge creature easily crushed the boulder inside with its mouthparts!

In the blink of an eye, there were several dark tunnels on the originally silent hilly slopes that led directly into the mountain.

The dark orc army poured out of the tunnel, like a muddy mudslide, gathered together, and headed straight for the elves and dwarves who were confronting and fighting in front of the Gushan Kingdom!

 “Forward!” Azog shouted excitedly from Crow Ridge, overlooking the battle situation, “My army!”

 Now is the time.

Although if you want to fully take advantage of the surprise attack in the midst of the enemy's chaos, the orcs should push the distance out of the ground a little further.

 But first, they had actually dug these holes a few days ago, and it would definitely be too late to move forward temporarily now.

Second, Azog's order is not smooth in the ground. It is difficult to decide the place to break out of the ground in advance and then find the right time to come out together.

There is no spare time to issue more detailed instructions to the orcs who have not yet come out of the ground.

However, it is completely enough!

Azog exhaled excitedly with his sharp teeth.

 The elves' formation has been set up, and the dwarves' chariots and goat riders are rushing down from the hillside towards them.

At this point, the inertia of the downhill **** not only allows the cavalry and chariots to quickly increase their speed, but also makes it difficult for them to turn.

 They will collide, become tangled together, and then become dregs torn apart by the orcs in the chaos!

 But at the moment when the orcs came out of the ground, the elves and dwarves both had surprised reactions.

 But the formation of the elves that had been standing quietly behind Thranduil suddenly changed!

The sun shines on the golden armor of the elves, seeming to spread a layer of mist like golden sand.

 “Ding, dang!”

 A sound as neat as a sound came from the elves' formation.

I saw that the elves who were standing side by side suddenly turned sideways uniformly, standing with their chests touching their backs.

This time, dozens of passages were opened in the originally tight formation.

 “Aha!”

Dane, who had just seen from a distance almost come to blows with Thranduil, was now riding a wild boar to lead the battle, leading the dwarf cavalry and chariots behind him straight into the passage vacated by the elven formation!

At the narrowest point, the dwarves’ chariot, which was made entirely of steel and had ramming corners and sharp blades, almost brushed against the elves’ calves!

But the elves are at least veterans of archery for hundreds of thousands of years, and they are so calm that there is no disturbance.

 Superior distance control gives them full confidence in themselves.

Also has confidence in the dwarves' chariot driving skills.

Elves and dwarves have been at odds with each other for tens of thousands of years. They each know how far their opponents can go.

 “Fight! Fight!”

 Din roared, and the goat cavalry and chariots, which had already increased their speed, passed through the elves' formation and rushed straight towards the orcs!

Azog on Crow Ridge immediately widened his eyes, but then regained his composure as the corners of his mouth twitched.

 “Trick me? Luring the enemy? Okay!”

The pale orc had long been determined to kill when he was marching to the Lonely Mountain. Regardless of whether the elves and dwarves could fight or not, he would definitely come and kill them.

Although it is obvious that he has been set up, killing him head-on is still killing!

　　The left arm with the double-pointed knife inserted in it was swung towards the dark battlefield, as if it was harvesting life.

“Send out the trolls! Pin down their cavalry and chariots! I will make it impossible for them to charge!”

“Send flank troops! Attack River Valley City and force them to fight on two fronts! If they dare not save River Valley City, simply cut off their retreat!”

  Setting up a command post in advance from a high position, Azog was able to have a smooth overview of the entire situation.

 Crow Ridge is a small group of towers built on high hills in the far reaches of the city when River Valley City was still prosperous, in order to monitor evil trends.

But Riverdale City has been in ruins to this day. The towers that were once used to fight against darkness are now being used by the forces of darkness.

The elves and dwarves formed a hasty alliance, and they themselves had conflicts with each other. If Lan En, Gandalf, and Balin hadn't reconciled, they might have started fighting directly after meeting.

 Hence, there is no possibility of unified command, and the ability to make such tacit temporary cooperation is the limit.

Now the orcs are coming like a tide, and all they can do is engage in hand-to-hand combat.

 “Bang!”*5

The sound of five mechanical trigger strikes in a row was heard.

　　From the hilly high ground previously occupied by the dwarves, the ballistae fired a huge burst of ammunition.

The ammunition was like a rotating electric fan, spinning and dancing into afterimages, and hit the place where the orcs were gathered!

　　The pieces of armored flesh and blood suddenly flew all over the sky.

 The elves used arrow rain from behind to reduce the resistance of the dwarves' chariots and cavalry.

 “Fire the arrow!”

Thranduil swung his sword forward on the stag, and suddenly there was a uniform sound of the bowstring being released.

Like a rain of arrows from locusts all over the sky, all the orcs in a large area were laid down, leaving no one standing.

But there are exceptions.

Trolls, ranging from three to four meters high, with different development and deformities, rushed out from behind the orc formation.

The thinnest troll among them is enough to step on an entire dwarf with just one foot. Most of them have cystic noses, crooked teeth that cannot be covered, disproportionate and uncoordinated limbs, and crudely holding a big stick made of tree roots in their hands.

 The stronger ones received more resources from the orcs, and had iron weapons and armor.

These trolls were rough-skinned and thick-flesh. They grabbed the corpse on the ground with one hand to block their vital parts, guarding against the elves' plowing arrows, while rushing towards the dwarves' cavalry and chariots.

 The most important thing about chariots and cavalry is their impact. Without momentum, they are close to death.

 But these chariots and cavalry are naturally invincible when confronting creatures of similar size.

Monsters like trolls, weighing at least three or four tons, would be impossible to hit if they stood in front of them.

The trolls cleverly hit them from the side, and the pure steel chariot was flipped sideways. Then they swung the stick like a whack-a-mole and knocked the crew members of the chariot to death.

If you are not smart, just hit the top directly. Most of the trolls in the front will be directly hit, crushed to death, or shot to death by the repeating crossbow arrows on the chariot at close range.

 But even corpses are enough to slow down the chariot.

As Azog’s second order was issued, a large section of the black orcs surged towards River Valley City.

 “The war has begun.”

Lan En, who was still running around the city and arranging the townspeople of Changhu Town, realized this as soon as the horn sounded.

He tugged at Qilin's pale mane, which was floating in the air due to static electricity, and the sound of horse hooves suddenly echoed through the empty streets of River Valley City.

 “There you are, Barn!”

Near the base of the city wall, Lan En saw the dazed half-grown boy at a glance.

 In fact, he was not qualified to call Barn Boy. After all, the other person looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was only in his early twenties. But the difference between experience and experience is the key to psychological maturity.

 “What happened?”

Barn asked in a panic and at a loss.

“It was just a lure, and the enemy took the bait.” Lan En described the situation concisely. "Have you finished your work? Have your sister, the old, the weak, the women and the children gone to the underground warehouse?"

 “They’re all gone! I sent them there!”

 “You are going too now.”

 “Me? I can fight!”

“But there must be someone guarding the underground warehouse, understand? Go there immediately!”

There is nothing to say. Although Barn is at the age where he wants to perform and take responsibility, he is also sensible and knows what to do.

Looking at Baan turning around and running away, Qilin used its four legs to jump directly onto the wall of River Valley City.

 “I’m here, everyone, don’t panic!”

 Shouting loudly, Lan ran on the city wall while stabilizing the spirits of the militiamen in this way.

 At this time, the unstable mood of one's own soldiers may be more terrifying than the enemy's knife.

"River Valley City is not the main attack direction, and we don't need to defend it. We just need to delay! The main battlefield is not here!"

Lann's steady and rational voice gave the militiamen who were panting before they even saw the enemy a little more calm.

 This is the meaning of being a general when the training and quality of the soldiers are insufficient.

Lan En used his every move to sort out the emotions of the Changhu Town militiamen, making them nervous but not tense.

 He controls the mental state of this rudimentary unit, refreshes, evaluates, and makes on-site fine-tuning at any time.

 He has always excelled in this level of detail.

"Just shoot all your arrows downwards. If you can't defend the city wall, retreat to the city. I left marks on the buildings along the way. The topography and topography of those places can be used as temporary fortresses, and we retreat layer by layer. , understand!”

Just now, Lan En completed a series of tactical arrangements in a very short period of time.

Riverdale City is not the focus of this battle, Lan En realized this immediately from the beginning of the war.

 So the thing he arranged for human beings is to delay time, even if they use space in exchange for time.

After running around the city wall, the flannel ball also jumped up from below, put it on Lan En's shoulder, and looked at the battle situation below the city wall seriously.

Seeing that the orc troops were already swarming over, Lan simply pulled out the black sword from the alchemy leather bag on his waist.

As [turbid current·destruction] was completely exposed in the militiamen's "saw a ghost" expressions, a ferocious and brutal aura also overflowed.

 Lan saw the expressions of the militiamen in his eyes.

 Since the quality of our own soldiers is not high, this sword is not suitable for display in the crowd.

 Fortunately, Lan En did not intend to stay on the city wall.

 He has already arranged everything he can, and the key to ending this war now does not lie in River Valley City.

With a ‘snap’ sound, Qilin’s hoofs had already landed outside the city.

He breathed out hot air from his moist nostrils, and his unicorn-like ruby ​​eyes looked at the surging orcs.

On its back, Lan En also grasped the hilt of the big sword.

Gandalf reminded him that Sauron had 'made some arrangements' for him.

 To be honest, he is quite curious.

Recommendations please! Asking for a monthly ticket! Please subscribe!