"Lord Karui would like to ask, before the expiration of the seven days, can the Great Shaman of Kakar capture Fort Horn?"

Elby's words were so loud that every soldier of the Third Legion around him could hear them, and after hearing these words, the expressions of Kakar and all the soldiers around him changed subtly.

Mordor, a country founded with martial arts, the orc bloodline is born with the genes of those who admire the strong, don't say that it really failed, even if it is just to say the word failure, it is also an unacceptable behavior for the Mordor orcs.

Elbi is pushing Kakar.

Kakar didn't know why Karui was pushing himself at this time, didn't he know that attacking now was the worst decision?

Kakar bites:

"Of course, my Kakar's men can take down Fort Clarrum, but the Terrans are as timid as rats and don't fight us at all, so time is delayed. ”

Kakar's statement made the expressions of the people around him a little more natural, after all, no one wanted their leader to wear a certain weak hat, not because they loved their leader, but because in this way, they themselves would receive bad treatment.

Kakar's answer made Elbi smile slightly:

"Well, that means that the day after tomorrow, Lord Karui will be able to leave the palace and rest in Fort Clarion?"

Elby's words made Kakar's face turn completely blue with anger, how could this be possible? If he was facing the alliance of the nobles of the White City in his impression, then he still had a way, but now when he really faced Lelouch's garrison legion, he found that the individual combat strength on the opposite side was no worse than his own strong orcs, and the will to fight was also extremely high, how could he defeat a magnificent fortress with 70,000 'strong orcs' guarding it in two days?

Kakar's face was bruised, and he gritted his teeth:

"Five days, in five days, Lord Karui will be at the top of Fort Horn, drinking from Lelouch's skull!"

"Okay, wait for your news in five days!"

When Elbi heard Karui's words, he repeated it loudly, and then flew towards the rear without looking back, and the two Wyvern followers followed closely.

But Kakar clenched the saber at his waist angrily:

"Give the order to go down, provide a ladder to the front, give me all the strength to attack the city, and I will see the flag of the Third Legion flying at the top of Horn Fort in five days!"

Kakar suddenly weakened as if he had lost all his strength after giving this order, and his eyes were full of exhaustion as he listened to the loud cheers of the orc soldiers around him.

Under this order, the children of their own tribe did not know how many of them would live to five days later!

"Karui, you're pushing me!"

By now, Kakar finally understood that his enemy was not Lelouch, but Kalu, the Prime Minister of Mordor, or rather, the Great Lord of Mordor, who had been dissatisfied with the Great Shaman's secession of power for a long time!

"According to our estimates, the cautious Kakar should choose to withdraw again, in addition to ensuring control of the main wall, not leaving too many men in front, and then find a way to counterattack. ”

In the military meeting, Libert pointed on the sand table and described the military arrangement, while Lelouch nodded approvingly, and Kakar was extremely cautious in his use of troops.

"I'm planning a surprise attack tonight, we can"

"Miko-sama, Mordor is attacking the city!"

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Everyone in the hall looked at each other, and they didn't seem to understand the meaning of this sentence.

"You just said that Kakar was besieging the city?"

The herald soldier seemed to be infected as well, and he thought about it very seriously instead, and replied in the affirmative:

"Yes, Kakar is besieging the city!"

Rumble~~~

"Get out of the way, the building is collapsing!"

"Left, left, the orcs are up again!"

"Crossbow arrows, we need crossbow arrows, here is an ordinary trolls!"

With a dense rain of direct arrows, the powerful crossbow arrows with armor-piercing arrows shot into the ogre's body almost unhindered, the most natural protective armor of its own, the hard skin seemed to have lost all its role at this time, the lethality of the crossbow arrows was very strong, and even directly entered the ogre's body, those soft internal organs were strangled into a piece of mud, and the ogre covered his stomach in pain and wailed to the ground.

And the Terran soldiers around you are taking advantage of your illness to kill you, and stabbed the ogre with a spear, and the sharp spear was slightly blocked in the initial stage, and smoothly entered the ogre's body, completely ending the life of this monster.

The entire wall is now full of fierce battles, and the trebuchets do not dare to bombard here now, for fear of hitting their own people, and after leaving other things, only blood and fire are left on the battlefield at this time, and steel collides.

Black figures and white figures collided wantonly on the battlefield, they fiercely strangled together, gorgeous Terran soldiers, fierce orcs, delicate steel swords and rough battle axes, in the face of enemy slashing, the Terrans used shields to cover, while the orcs relied on a small amount of armor and their own strong physique.

Arrows rained down, and under the wall were countless Mordor armies, many of whom fell on the path of the impact, and the almost ubiquitous rain of arrows reaped their lives.

"Up, up, our people go up again!"

"This is the twenty-eighth time!"

"Where's the heavy troll, hurry up and let the heavy trolls go up and resist it!"

Kakar's ears echoed the cries of the officers, he stared into the distance with a blue face, the fierceness of the battle still exceeded his own estimates, only less than half a morning, the Third Army had directly killed more than a thousand people, and a thousand people died in two or three hours, this kind of loss was enough to make Kakar afraid.

The last time Mordor had this level of casualty efficiency was during the decisive battle between the Three Clans Alliance and Mordor under the Demon Tower.

Kakar didn't believe that he would be able to rush to the city wall this time, and according to the combat effectiveness of the Terran army under Lelouxiu, it would be absolutely impossible for him to climb the city wall without killing people.

Sure enough, things were as Kakar had envisioned, and with a fierce battle at the head of the wall, Mordor was beaten down again, and listening to the sighs and sighs of pity from the officers around him, Kakar turned around and left here.

"Fight, keep fighting, I don't want to see any heralds except for the news of victory!!"

Kakar's words silenced the officers, unlike the low-level soldiers who are eager to fight, although the officers don't like to retreat and be weak, but they are not reckless men who just care, they all know that the Third Legion, at least the half of the Third Legion that Kakar is in charge, may become history!