The orc army had charged, and thousands of orc warriors were close to the city of Luogudan.

In the darkness of the night, the black-pressed orc warriors were already armed with weapons ready to attack.

On the eve of the attack, the priest Yerusar gave an order to his troops - this battle, the city of Luogudan should be broken!

When the orcs had reached a kilometer from the inner city of Luogudan, the knight's horn suddenly sounded in the darkness.

In the mournful and desolate trumpet, the gates of the inner city of Luogudan were suddenly opened.

The king of Logoudan, Pogusa, came out of the city with eight hundred horsemen.

For a time, the dust and snow flew, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

The leader of the orc legion looked at the ant-like knights and laughed insolently.

The orcs beat the war drums, and in the sound of the war drums, 800 brave knights slaughtered into the army of nearly 100,000 orcs.

"For Rogudan! for Middle-earth!" Boguza cried out.

Eight hundred knights followed their king to fight in the midst of the orc army, and they wanted the orcs to sacrifice their blood to the fallen warriors of Luogudan.

The orcs surrounded the eight hundred knights in the center and launched a playful attack on the last warriors of Luogudan.

However, a roar from the elves rang out from the inner walls of Luogudan.

On the city walls, the noble Sil-Ace and six thousand elven archers threw down their longbows and drew their swords.

Silace shouted loudly, "Folyi di lae'r bux inuku!"

Silace was the first to leap down from the wall, and then the rope that had been laid out on the wall fell to the ground with agility.

Six thousand elves also jumped gracefully from the city walls, and at this time, the moonlight was the greatest protection and encouragement to the elves.

For a moment, the elves that fell like rain launched a charge towards the orc army.

The orcs roared and took up their weapons and began to meet the elves.

And when the eight hundred knights of Luogu Dan, who were originally surrounded by groups, saw this scene, the originally hot knight's heart suddenly became even hotter.

Pogusa saw the elves fighting on his horse, and at this moment, he could no longer hold back his tears.

Pogusa shouted: "Eight hundred knights of Luogudan! Tear the orcs to pieces! Defend the city of Luogudan to the death!"

The king's tears dripped in the blood of the orcs.

The elves' brilliant fighting skills and the riders' indomitable will to charge suddenly tore a rift open in the orc army.

The leader of the orc legion cursed as he picked up his heavy bow and shot at the elves and knights, the thick arrows piercing the orc's body as they knocked down the warriors of Rogudan.

Syl-Ace noticed the arrows that had taken his own people down, and he would not allow orcs to show off their archery skills in front of the elves.

Sylace snatched an orc's spear and leaped into the air with a pile of corpses.

In the moonlight, Silace leaped like a white deer.

The spear was thrown from Syl's hand, and it slammed into the orc's legion leader with precision and force.

With a scream, the spear pierced through the left chest of the leader of the orc legion.

Hilace roared happily as he repeatedly stepped over the orc's head and attacked.

On the battlefield in this northwestern land, blood continues to soak the ice and snow, and the wind and frost continue to bury the corpses.

The guards of Luo Gu Dan were in high spirits, and every warrior who held his ground was as brave as a lion who dared to compete with the wolves.

Hilace leaps gracefully over the heads of his enemies, and with every fall at least one orc falls in a pool of blood.

However, a cold arrow suddenly shot towards Sylace.

Silace's eyes shrank and he leaned down sharply.

The cruel bow and arrow narrowly grazed Syl-Ace's head, and suddenly, the long elven hair like a crystal waterfall scattered all over the ground, and the fall of that long hair became the most elegant and poignant beauty on the battlefield.

Sylace turned around and looked in the direction where the arrow was fired, and the leader of the orc legion, who had been pierced by his spear, was not dead!

The ugly leader of the orc legion roared in an angry tone in a filthy voice, "Pnaku! Tunasr molara!"

Powerful arrows were fired at the severed Silace, who dodged the vicious attack with the dexterity of the elves.

Anger had corrupted the ugly orc, and he didn't care if his men lived or died at the moment, even if the arrow that was avoided by Sylace would hit the orc soldier, he would never let go of this guy who stuck a spear in his chest.

Sylace was forced to retreat from deeper into the battlefield, but when he returned to the main front, he found the cruelty of the situation.

Six thousand elven warriors and eight hundred Luogu Dan horsemen were finally unable to compete with an orc army of more than 100,000 people, and the battle situation at this time was extremely unfavorable to Luogu Dan.

Poguza was also wounded, but as a king, he was still barely fighting.

Although the orcs shed more blood, the blood of humans and elves is more precious.

The orcs gradually pushed their battle line in the direction of the inner city of Luogudan, and although all the warriors of Luogudan held out, their strength was still unable to resist this crazy attack.

Pogusa looked at the retreating front, his heart full of anxiety and anger.

The walls of the inner city of Rokudan were not strong, and besides, there were no warriors left on the walls.

Once the orcs attack the city wall, then Luo Gu Dan will also perish.

Pogusa was wounded in his left arm and back, but he would not allow himself to fall, and he had to fight with his horsemen.

At this time, the knights had lost their mounts, and the situation was extremely unfavorable for Luo Gu Dan.

In this moment of near-despair, a divine light shone from behind the riders and elves.

Pogusa stood and retreated, he had no time to see where the light came from.

On the empty city wall, Srdo stood in the cold wind with a large banner in his hand, and the holy light continued to shine out from the banner.

"Rogudan must not die......," Srdo muttered with a sword in one hand and a banner in the other.

For the orcs, the extremely dazzling light is undoubtedly the most powerful help for the knights.

Srdo looked at the fallen warriors one after another, and once again he burst into tears.

Srdo planted the banner on the ground and shouted, "For Rogudan!"

Srdo picked up the sword and swiped it at his neck, and in an instant, blood gushed out from Srdo's neck.

Crimson blood splattered on the banner, and the holy banner sacrificed by the heart of loyalty also bloomed with unprecedented brilliance at this moment.

The Light envelops every warrior who fights for Rogoudan and heals their wounds.

Pogusa's wounds healed rapidly, but Silace's hair didn't grow back.

The orcs were affected by this light and could only barely fight.

The leader of the orc legion has been ordered to take Rogoudan in this battle.

Pride made the vicious creature refuse to retreat, and he drew his bow and shot arrows at the holy flag.

However, the banner stained with the blood of the faithful still stands and continues to inspire the warriors.

Bathed in the light, Porgusa burst into tears, knowing that Srdo had brought his life and that he had lost a faithful advisor forever.

Pogusa shouted, "For Rogodan!

The valiant warriors are becoming unstoppable under the protection of the Light, and the armies of the orcs are being routed little by little.

Srdo's best idea was to give up his life.

This sacred flag was sealed in the dust when the previous king of Luogudan first got him. For it must be unleashed at the cost of the life of a faithful man. The king of Rokudan would never allow his loyal servants to give their lives for Rokudan. Everything in Luogu Dan is to protect each other, the strategists have worked hard to reduce casualties, and the horsemen will also fight bravely on the battlefield for the peace of Luogu Dan.

However, at this critical juncture, this banner had to be taken out.

Srdo's name will be forever remembered by the people of Rogudan, as will those who gave their lives to protect the kingdom. The people of Middle-earth will remember what happened in this brave country.