Chapter 1129 1111. War begins!
“We don’t know how those orcs marched.”
Thranduil whispered on the stag.
“My scouts have already run around within a radius of twenty miles, but they still haven’t seen anything.”
“That means there are no orcs within a radius of twenty miles? Orcs’ Is the army a lie? ”
Dane's loud voice shouted angrily, causing Gandalf to cover his forehead.
"Dane. Dane!"
The volume of the gray robe wizard's first voice was normal, and the second voice was also shouted directly. Only then did the leader of the Iron Foot Army turn his attention to him.
"We discussed this last night! The orcs must have taken action. I saw it with my own eyes and said it with my own mouth. This concerns my credibility!"
Gandalf He used the staff in his hand to push up the brim of his pointed hat and looked straight at Dane.
"And the credibility of the wizard."
The dwarf curled his lips, but no longer questioned the fundamental question of 'whether the orc army exists'.
"Then the situation will be a little clearer."
Lan En gently tugged on Qilin's mane, squinting slightly and looking around the plain in front of the solitary mountain. One lap.
There is nothing on the gray and yellow hilly terrain, only the stubborn weeds swaying in the wind.
The clouds in the sky cast shadows, but they soon drifted away.
It was deserted, not even a living thing.
"The orcs have a way of marching that we can't notice. It doesn't matter what the method is, as long as you have this concept."
At the tactical level, you don't need to know every detail of the enemy, as long as It is enough to clarify the key nodes of a context.
Lan En went straight to the point, peeling away the entangled problems and getting to the core.
"Logically speaking, they should have arrived today anyway. But we haven't found anything yet. Hmm."
Lan En, who looked around Gushan, once again faced a few people and touched said Chin.
“I have an idea.”
Elves, dwarves, and humans looked at each other, and finally nodded hesitantly.
——
"What's going on?!"
River Valley City, the militiamen on the city walls exclaimed in low voices.
At the same time, several people gathered together and pointed towards the plain in the distance.
Among the people on both sides in front of the gate of Gushan Kingdom, three people on each side gathered in the middle to discuss.
The discussion started early in the morning and lasted for two hours.
Almost everyone felt that although it was difficult, we could still talk about it.
The dwarves on the hilly slopes, as well as the humans and elves in the river valley city all looked at the silent wilderness and the six people gathered in the center of the wasteland.
But two hours later, they suddenly discovered that the six people in the conversation seemed to be more and more divided and their emotions became more and more agitated.
Thranduil's stag lowered its head threateningly, facing Dane Ironfoot.
Dane's wild boar also showed no sign of weakness and arched its mouth upwards, grinning its lips and revealing its two fangs.
Bard, who was also riding a horse, was arguing with Gandalf. The gray robe wizard waved his staff excitedly, as if he was preparing to hit something at the next moment.
The attitude of the principals involved in the negotiation determines the attitude of the army.
As Thranduil and Dain Ironfoot's mutual tolerance reached its limit, the two people sitting on the stag and the boar each waved their hands.
The elite remaining non-commissioned officers in the dwarf and elven armies immediately got the signal.
“Du~~~”
The dwarves' horns sound powerful and heavy, while the elves' horns sound long and continuous.
There was a sound of clashing armors of thousands of people. These warriors began to string their bows and arrows, bag their arrows, arrange their equipment, and then spontaneously lined up in the queue.
The sound of armor clashing was mixed with the sound of neat footsteps. The elves gathered from the dilapidated streets, and then walked out of the gate of River Valley City, as if they were marching out.
The humans watched the elves' battle formation leave the city in confusion and fear.
“A war is going to happen? Is this really going to happen?”
People were whispering to each other.
Originally, the elves and humans lived here together for a few days, and although they didn't communicate much, they were still familiar.
But when the military formation was set up, the familiarity accumulated in the past few days instantly disappeared like mist in the sun.
Chance, majesty, violence. Facing an organized battle formation and facing an individual are completely different feelings.
Personal character and characteristics will disappear invisible under the integration of violent machines, leaving only the ultimate goal of 'destruction'.
The same goes for the dwarves on the opposite hill.
The dark iron men drove out chariots pulled by goats and stood on the top of the hill.
With just one command, these heavy tanks will use the gravity of the downhill slope to gain speed, and then rush into the enemy formation like chisels.
The atmosphere among the six people in the middle of the wilderness seemed to be getting more and more intense.
The elves and dwarves refused to give in, and Thranduil even had his sword drawn.
Lan En and Balin, on the other hand, ran towards River Valley City and the hills, looking like they were about to take over command.
"Sir, what is going on?" As soon as the tall horse rushed into the city gate, Lan En was shouted and asked by the humans.
The humans stood beside the elves marching in unison, carefully watching them leave the city.
"Isn't the equipment given to us to guard against the orcs? Now the dwarves regret it?"
Rumors suddenly spread among humans. People always like to make speculations when they are panicked. These speculations become rumors, and then are heard as 'facts' by people who are also panicked.
"The dwarf must have gone back on his word. Didn't you see Bard quarreling with the opponent? Come on, let's copy him too!"
The crowd was noisy, but Lan En looked calm.
The witcher ran past them and simply told them not to leave the city, but to set up defenses and alerts on the city walls.
So not only the elves became busy, but also the humans.
But Barn, who was carrying a long sword, was not like other townspeople in Changhu Town. He didn't think about anything after receiving the order to guard the city wall, and just immersed himself in doing it.
Instead, he pushed forward in the crowd, pushing in the direction of Lan En.
Shouting while squeezing.
"Wait! Wait! What's going on now? The dwarves and elves are going to war, but what about the orcs? Aren't they the most important enemies?"
"We have to dissuade them. Ah!”
"Barn?" Lan En raised his eyebrows, and his strong arms reached into the crowd condescendingly, lifting up the eldest son of Bard and placing him next to him.
"Just in time, I have something for you. Take your sword and ask your sisters, as well as all the old, weak, women and children in the townspeople, to gather in the underground warehouse in the city. Understand "
"Don't be stupid, little guy. The war is about to begin, and we have to ensure their safety and order in the city."
Barn is still confused. look.
He looked at the witcher, who earlier today was trying his best to mediate and ease the conflict between elves and dwarves.
It's just so that both parties can maintain a calm conversation instead of attacking each other as soon as they get started.
But now, he doesn't seem to care at all that the two armies are at war with each other.
“But, but.”
Barn still looked confused.
“Nothing to worry about.”
Lan En first pulled the sword he was carrying to his chest, and then pressed it into his arms. This action brought him back to his senses.
"Time is tight, hurry up and do it! Protect them, understand?"
The elves are in neat formation, and each one is as light as a swallow and cooperates with each other tacitly.
They quickly crossed the distance of several hundred meters on the wasteland and stood behind Thranduil in a formation.
The tight and neat battle formation of the elves gave Thranduil extremely strong support, but at the same time, it also made the situation more tense.
There is nothing left to say.
Dane raised his square-headed hammer that was as big as a man's head, pointed it at Thranduil, and then rode a wild boar to the foot of the hill where his soldiers were.
After the generals of both sides are in place, the war begins immediately!
As if they were carved from the same mold, the elves neatly took out the arrows from their quivers and put on the bowstrings.
The dwarves at the top of the hill were also roaring at this time. The pure steel chariots and the goats wearing heavy armor came with a "rumbling" sound of tramping down the slope. The force surged!
The goat cavalry, charging at a high speed from a high position, was like a black iron stream, rushing towards the golden elf formation at the bottom of the mountain!
“They started a war!”
On Crow Ridge among the mountains and hills, Azog’s mouth revealed sharp teeth and a bloody smile.
He usually does not wear armor, but shows off his pale skin and the criss-crossing scars on his body and face.
But now, he also wears thick armor.
On the left arm, a vicious double-pointed knife was inserted into the elbow, replacing the left hand and raised suddenly.
“Put up the flag!”
He barked the order in excitement.
The orcs behind immediately squatted down and raised the two strange flags that were originally lying flat on the ground.
“It’s the time! It’s the time!”
Azog's left arm was waving excitedly, and even he was walking around excitedly on the edge of the cliff of Crow Ridge.
"War! Massacre! Let them see what massacre is! My army! Kill them! Let the dirty blood of the Turin family be cut off here!"
His end The hand finally stretched forward.
“Kill them all!”
A low and evil horn sound resounded through the hills and mountains. At the same time, on the two flags erected, there were several devices that could be opened and closed to change the colors. The bright flags began to unfold and close regularly.
The ground began to tremble, and in the hilly areas at the edge of the great wilderness, fine gravel began to dance on the ground.
The rolling stones on the mountain fell down, bringing up a cloud of flying sand. There were so many rolling stones that the sand and dust they brought up turned into a smoke screen, covering half of the hilly slopes.
It was only then that the huge and conspicuous movement was noticed by the dwarves and elves in the middle of the wilderness.
This is just the prelude.
‘Boom! ’ There was an explosion!
On the slope bordering the hills and plains, there was a sudden explosion of broken earth and rocks, as well as black mud deep in the ground.
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(End of this chapter)