"Retreat up the mountain!"

Bard ordered loudly: "Retreat to the mountain!" Hurry up and get into our defensive positions! ”

Elves lined up along the southern slope and the rocks below, Stormcloak and the Longlake militia held their ground along the eastern slope, and Bud and a handful of humans and elves climbed to the apex of the eastern mountain range to check on the north.

Soon, they could see the plains in front of the mountain covered with clusters of dark shadows. A little later, the enemy advance rounded the side of the mountain and began to rush towards the valley.

These strikers are the fastest wolf knights, and the wild howls run with their momentum. A small number of humans were placed in front of the enemy's offensive to perform feints, and many were killed under the fierce assault before receiving orders to retreat to both sides to lure the enemy.

As Li Mu had predicted, the orc army gathered behind the blocked front, and as soon as they opened their line, they immediately rushed to the flat ground between the eastern and southern slopes in a furious manner, intending to fight the enemy in a decisive battle. Their red and black flags were dense and incalculable, and the troops swept forward like a wave of black and red rage.

The elves were the first of the defenders to attack, and their feud with the orcs was deep. Their swords and spears shone like cold flames in the darkness, and each warrior's chest was filled with the murderous aura that would not stop slashing the orcs.

As soon as the enemy poured into the lower valleys, they condescended to overwhelm the enemy with a rain of arrows, each arrow plunging into the enemy with a raging rage. After the rain of arrows of hatred, a thousand elven spearmen charged towards the enemy with a deafening killing sound, and for a while, the rocks were stained with the black blood of the orcs.

Although the elven troops of Thranduil were all skilled in martial arts, the orcs were too dense, and as soon as the elven spearmen's charge opened a gap, the new orcs immediately filled it, as if they could never finish killing.

With the low roar of the orcs, the momentum of the alliance between the elves and humans gradually wore away, and a steady stream of orcs rode hideous-looking wolves, howling into the valley.

An axe cut off the orcs who had sneaked up behind Thrandil, Li Mu approached the Elf King in the melee, and seeing that the coalition army was almost surrounded by orcs, Li Mu shouted worriedly: "Thrandil, it can't go on like this, there are too many orcs, we have to break through and retreat to the dwarven castle." ”

The Elf King, who took the lead in the chaotic battle, saw that even Li Mu, the commander, was in battle, and he also knew the unfavorable situation of the coalition army, but Thranduil still said calmly: "If we insist on holding on, reinforcements will arrive soon." ”

"Reinforcements? Where do we get reinforcements? ”

One thousand Wood Elves, five hundred Storm Cloaks, and two hundred Long Lake Town militiamen were now more than half killed or wounded. The dwarves were cowering in the castle again, and there was no hope at all.

"Don't worry, Wood, let's hold on a little longer, the birds of the forest tell me that there are five hundred heavily armed dwarves about to fend off the battlefield, and I guess Thorin will fight. If we don't save them, we will be wiped out, and it will not do them any good. ”

With a sharp long sword, three orcs were killed in a row, and under the escort of the chief of the guard and his son Leglas, the elven king Thranduil comforted Li Mu with extreme confidence.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a group of dwarves to appear in the eastern corner of the mountain range as a new living force, dealing a heavy blow to the orcs who were dragged on the ridge of the valley.

Seeing the high-spirited Thorin, Li Mu knew that Thranduil was right, because Dane had arrived!

They had been on the road all night, finally reaching the valley before the combined forces of humans and elves collapsed.

Five hundred heavily armed dwarves, each wearing knee-length chain mail, covered with steel ring armor below the knee, a kind of armor that is both elastic and protective only created by the dwarves of the Dane. Most of the dwarves were stocky and stocky, but these battlefield veterans were much stronger than the average dwarf, and their weapons were heavy pick-and-roll shovels in both hands, a short sword at their waists, and a small round shield on their backs. Their beards were braided and tucked into their belts for neat movements. All of them wore iron helmets and iron boots, and their faces showed solemn expressions.

Although there were not many reinforcements, how did the stupid orcs know, they only thought that there was a new force to join the humans and elves, which overwhelmed the fierce and shouting orcs for a while.

The orcs began to panic, and just as they turned around and prepared for the attack, the elves once again sent a larger force into the enemy line. Many orcs began to retreat in the direction of the river, trying to escape this trap, and the wolves in the orc army also began to take the opportunity to devour the dead and dying wounded on the battlefield.

Just when the coalition forces thought victory was in sight, there was a terrifying shout from the top of the mountain.

In Li Mu's incredulous gaze, the half-orcs who attacked the top of the mountain actually formed a wizard team, and the fire tongue technique was shot out by rows of low-intelligence half-orcs like a bad street, and they were neatly like a musket team shooting at the coalition forces under the mountain.

Caught off guard, the elves, who were only dressed in cloth armor, bore the brunt of the casualties, and the large number of tragic deaths of their people seriously irritated the suave Thrandil.

In the face of the impact of countless tongues of fire, Thranduil fearlessly cast spells to fight back, but the wizard team of the half-orcs was outnumbered, in order not to let Thranduil lose, Li Mu quickly blocked in front of Thrandil, and the two-handed axe was like a windmill without revealing any gaps, blocking the half-orc's volley.

Handing over the overcast elf king to Prince Leglas, Li Mu felt from the two-handed axe that the fire tongue technique was not strong, and then he reacted, and the wizard team of the half-orcs was not at all empty. The loss of the wood elves was simply a surprise attack, and they didn't react in time before they landed.

Besides, most of the orcs have low intelligence and stupid heads, it is already a miracle that this race can produce one or two wizards, how can it be rotten on the street, more than the three races of humans, elves, dwarves combined.

Looking at the rows of orc wizards who seemed to only know the tongue of fire, and each of them could only perform the spell once, Li Mu replaced Thranduil as the front-line commander, loudly stabbed the bluff of the orcs, and rushed to the top of the mountain with a two-handed axe, vowing to kill all the wizard squads that posed the greatest threat.

The two-handed axe on Li Mu's hand killed and injured a large number of orc wizards like mowing grass. At this moment, a huge one-handed axe with a strong shape suddenly slashed at Li Mu from behind, fortunately, Li Mu has been in a hundred battles for many years, Li Mu cleverly pulled out the short sword used for decoration, and blocked the bombardment of the giant axe with his backhand.

Smashed back again and again by the huge impact, waving a two-handed axe in front of him to empty the half-orcs surrounding him, Li Mu looked at the tiger man Zag in surprise and shouted: "It turned out to be you!" ”