The explosion tore several orc soldiers to pieces, affecting the nearby numberers, and at the same time, the horn of the Gondor defenders counterattack was heard from the other side of the fortress, and by the time the numberers on the dark side reacted, the human army had already pushed out of the door.

The reaction of the numbered people of the dark camp was not slow, and they immediately organized a large number of people to block the enemy's offensive together, and on the other hand, they asked for help from the orc army in the rear, but the signal for help was sent for a while and did not see the arrival of reinforcements, and the iron gate at the end of the tunnel was also lowered at some point.

When the half-orc leader Scar received the signal for help, he knew that the situation inside was critical, and immediately sent his soldiers to support, but the first team of half-orc soldiers was attacked not long after they were about to enter the corridor.

With Hu Bin's full play, Ente once again appeared at the entrance of the Yongdao, cutting off the path for the half-orcs to support. Ente's body was stuck in the walls on both sides of the road, and his huge palms kept slapping the orcs in front of him, and the small space made it difficult for the orcs to dodge, so they had to retreat from the road continuously.

The Dark Faction Numbers trapped in the fortress were quite uncomfortable, and the offensive of the Gondor army made them feel a lot of pressure, and the originally average strength of the Gondor soldiers was far more powerful than they expected when fighting in a group, not to mention the many Spring Guards mixed in.

There were more and more orc soldiers who fell in front of the fortress gate, and the defensive array formed by them became weaker and weaker, and the numbered people in the rear knew that the time for them to enter the field was not far away, and they put away all kinds of bows and crossbows and javelins in their hands, drew their swords and axes and other melee weapons, and discharged a loose infantry formation.

It's not that the numberers don't want to use the dense defensive array to delay time, but the cooperation between them is too scummy, and the dense shield array requires a high tacit understanding, and the numberers who can't do this simply discharge a loose formation to facilitate their own personal strength.

Lawrence, who was a little suspicious of the war, was in a particularly heavy mood at this time. The few numberers who had stayed behind to solve the iron gate in the rear tried their best against the gate, but no progress was made.

"The chain that lifted the gate was cut off, and there seems to be a special locking device under the gate, so we couldn't lift it, and the gate wasn't strong, but it was also for a weapon of the level of a battering ram." Lawrence got this information after asking about the progress of several people.

"Bring the numbered ones with corrosive effects and cutting effects in all skills, quick!" Lawrence shouted to the numbered ones a moment later, then shook it a few times while holding on to the iron gate with one hand and his forehead with the other. The sudden bad situation made Lawrence a little breathless, and the concussion, which had not completely improved, caused severe dizziness and pain after a high-intensity use of the brain. But Lawrence can't stop and rest yet, since the other party has designed such a conspiracy. The only purpose is to bury their numbered people here, although I don't know how the other side used to stop the support of the orc allies, but judging from the fierce but not urgent attack of the other side, there must be full certainty that the reinforcements will be held back long enough, and they can only rely on themselves when they are trapped in the fortress.

The good news was that the men that Lawrence needed were quickly called in, and although the situation at the front was somewhat critical, there was little opinion on the question of the way out for everyone. The shouts of killing from the rear indicated that the orc allies had begun to make moves, but judging by the screams, something must have happened. This lifted the spirits of the numbered people who came to solve the floodgates, and once they opened the door, they could get in touch with their allies.

Lawrence felt that his bad luck for the day had begun to improve, after several numberers got his hint. Not only did he call in a few companions with corrosive attacks, but he also found an additional numbered person with freezing powers. Without saying a word, a group of people began to release various skills on the gate, and although the effect was significant, the speed of destruction was too slow.

"Speed up the destruction with the Cutting Skill to assist in the attack." Lawrence shouted to the other part of the numberers who had rushed back.

The few remaining numberers who rushed back heard it. Quite tacitly drew his weapon. The cutting characteristics generally appear on the weapon, not as large as the span of the corrosive characteristics. After the combination of corrosion and cutting, the iron gates, which had been untouched, began to be destroyed at a rapid pace.

Another corroded iron railing was severed by a sword. There were cheers from several numbered people nearby, who had already secured most of the railings, and the iron gate began to crumble under the blow of the weapon.

However, while the destruction progress on this side is fast, the shouts of the companions on the other side who are almost unbearable gradually increase. Ignoring the drastic drop in the durability of their weapons, several numberers began to frantically cut through the last few bars.

"Get out of the way!" One of the numbered men, who had already completed the corrosion and weakening the iron bar, pulled away from the companion in front of him, and slammed his shield into the iron gate. The few remaining iron railings began to bend and deform under the impact of the impact, and a gap appeared in the iron gate, and for a moment all the numbered people present breathed a lot heavier.

"What are you doing in a daze, let's help hit it!" Lawrence shouted angrily, and at once dispelled the caution in the hearts of the others, and they all changed their shields and began to bang on the door, the gap in the gate became larger and larger, and finally the connected iron bars were broken, and a hole large enough for a man to bend over appeared in the gate.

"Tell the others to prepare to retreat!" Now there is no need for Lawrence to order, a few clever guys immediately go to call someone, this is a good opportunity to sell favors.

However, their calculations were in vain, and the others had withdrawn here without their warning, and the defenses built on the front line had been broken down by the Gondor army that had captured the gates. Many of the Spring's guards and other soldiers interspersed the formation of the numbered ones, and after many of the numbered ones were besieged, the defense line completely collapsed. The first thing that came to the mind of the defeated numberers was the retreat in the rear, and the moment they found that the iron gate had been destroyed, the selfish side of human nature was vividly reflected.

Seeing that the situation was not good, a few numbered people immediately rushed into the tunnel that was still full of smoke, and the rest of the people who did not react immediately woke up, and quickly rushed into the gap. The actions of a few men spurred the last shred of sanity on the routed numberers, and they scrambled towards the breach, unable to raise the slightest hint of resistance.

Gondor's army saw this. On the surface, the speed of the advance has been accelerated, but in reality it has lost the sharpness of the previous attack, and in Boromir's words, do not pay unnecessary sacrifices for those who are dying.

"After leaving people behind, retreat one by one!" Many people shouted such slogans, but after seeing that not many people responded, they joined the crowd, and the people on the periphery desperately squeezed inside, but the people inside couldn't find the location of the gap, and the gap had long been stuck by two numbered people.

Lawrence did not choose to retreat at the first time, but tried to organize the order of the retreat. This thought deprived him of the first chance to escape, and he was now squeezed against the wall and could only desperately protect his chest in case the excessive squeezing suffocated him.

"Damn, let Lao Tzu get out of the way, whoever squeezes me again will cut off someone's legs, and see if you can escape Gondor's pursuers after you lose your legs." Bieber's voice rang out from the back of the crowd, and he moved faster than his voice, several of the crowded, numbered people bruised by the frantic energy turbulence, and all the numbered ones in the back half stopped pushing.

The numberers in the first half breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, they've figured out that the gap is blocked, but they're too crowded to move, and now they're finally able to move the stagnant fleeing party. Bieber squeezed into the crowd with his strength and grabbed Lawrence in the corner. Then approach the gap with the flow of people.

"Am I a failure!" Lawrence said helplessly, no matter how good he was at calculation, he still couldn't change the fact that he relied on force.

"Yes, it is in itself a mistake for you to exclude your own force from strength. Leaving a flaw in yourself is a danger in itself, and you are inferior to him in this regard. Bieber grabbed Lawrence. Exiting him through the gap, he stepped over the iron gate himself, lifted his companion to the ground and continued to run.

"Who? That Reed? ”

"Of course, not all powerful enemies are famous, and keeping a low profile is a necessary means, and the only way you can beat him is to be ruthless." Bieber strikes Lawrence mercilessly, and in his opinion, this partner is more resourceful than any of the previous ones, but has a fatal flaw, that is, his personal strength is not excellent. Bieber can make up for it in some ways, but it won't always help him. For example, now, when it comes to the most critical point, Bieber doesn't think he can still escape with this burden.

Lawrence was silent for a moment, the smoke that had not yet dissipated from the corridor made him unusually uncomfortable, but the physical torture could not disturb his thoughts. A familiar figure appeared in front of him, the huge stone giant blocked the Yongdao crossing tightly, and the numbered ones who broke out of the gap first were desperately attacking, fortunately, the first batch of numbered ones to pass through had the skills of corrosion special effects and cutting special effects, otherwise a group of guys who could only use energy combat skills would not be able to cause any substantial damage to Ente.

"Bieber, you're wrong, that Reed is even more ruthless than me!" Seeing the pile of stones at the exit, Lawrence finally knew what was holding back the orc reinforcements, and the unresolved scorched stench of the corridor made him feel a violent sense of danger, but it was too late.

The numbered people in the back continued to enter the corridor, much faster than they had been in the previous crowd, but Lawrence preferred that they were still crowded in the doorway, because at least they could hold their feet on the edge of the cliff. Now, they have fallen with themselves into the abyss, the abyss of fire.

Barrels of fire oil hidden on the city wall were rudely pried open, and then Hu Bin and several people did not hesitate to throw the barrels into the corridor, and the numbered people who were forced into the corridor knew that the matter was serious after being drenched with oil, and they howled and rushed to the exits at both ends, but there was the stone giant Ente who was blocking the road in front of them, and the fierce Gondor pursuers in the back, and they were able to escape there.

Leaving behind the last barrel of oil, Hu Bin sat on the battlement wall of the city wall, Ente's status bar appeared in his mind, watching Ente's health drop suddenly increase, the corners of his mouth hooked a cruel arc, and the group of trapped dark camp numberers finally began to fight desperately.

Feeling the magic that began to surge in his body, Hu Bin turned on the lava state of the stone giant Ente, and then quietly closed his eyes. Waiting for the end of everything.

The first scream opened the curtain on the feast, and one by one the numbered ones were ignited by the flames, becoming flaming pillars of fire, suffocating and scorching frantically.

The gondors on guard on the side of the gate stood there listening to the reminder of the rising contribution, but their hearts were not as calm as their faces showed, and a feeling of sadness emerged.

Several enemy numbered men covered in flames suddenly screamed and rushed to the side of the gate, trying to rush into the fortress through the previous gap, but the Gondor soldiers who were stuck there had already erected their spears and shields. The numbered ones rushed over regardless of it, and were directly blown up by the long spears that lined up, and the numbered ones of the Gondor camp in the rear saw that their glasses had been completely burned by the flames. It's a matter of instinct to get here.

The lava giant Ente dissipated automatically due to Hu Bin's lack of magic power, and the semi-solidified magma flowed out of the corridor along the ramp, bringing out the wreckage of many weapons and equipment along the way. The sight left behind by the fire had made the orc army hesitate to take a step closer in the corridor, and the orc's ears still had the hoarse scream of exhaustion from before, telling of the torture of his master.

The attackers and defenders invariably stopped fighting because of this incident, and the orc side no longer dared to enter the corridor, and the leader of Scar was still unable to order the other orcs to attack after beheading several soldiers, so he had to wait for the siege ladder to arrive in the rear, he knew that the news would be ridiculed by the other leaders when it reached the rear. The siege of the city did not go through the gate that had already been opened, but laboriously attacked the city wall with a siege ladder, which was simply a joke in battle.

Scar no longer expects himself to be unpunished by the Witch King, in fact the Witch King's order to urge him to take this place has arrived. He only hoped that he would not encounter such a fortress again when he attacked the upper floor, otherwise he would have to consider whether to resign from his position as the commander of the front line and personally ask the Witch King for his guilt.

Unbeknownst to the orcs, everyone on Gondor's side had already retreated to the rear, and this time it was not a feigned retreat. Rather, it really withdrew to the fifth layer. All defensive offensives in the corridors and fortresses had been destroyed, and the Dark Faction Numbers had wildly erupted in the flames with their strongest means of attack, leaving one terrible mark after another on the fortified walls. Even caused a small collapse of part of the city wall.

The defenders of Gondor, who had lost all their terrain and reserves of oil, withdrew contentedly, having been delayed here for enough time, and although the numberers were a little reluctant to continue to stay here, the death of the other numberer reminded them that the results of staying here could be worse than those people.

Bieber was one of the few people who escaped from the tunnel, and despite paying for it with an arm and two calves, he raised his weapon at the last moment, used all his energy to open a small hole in Ente's body, and then the moment the hole closed, the other numbered ones who attacked together broke through the blockade with their shields, and the flames on their bodies were extinguished by the orc allies who responded in time to survive.

In addition to a few of them, a dozen or so numbered ones did not enter the corridor, and they jumped off the walls of the fortress in a panic when they were scattered by the Gondor soldiers behind them, and despite breaking their legs and suffering severe internal injuries, they were in much better condition than the other survivors.

In this battle, all but twenty survivors of the main 137 numbered people on the dark side were killed, which became the deadliest battle of the numbered people in the Lord of the Rings world, and even in the entire space so far, and the numbered people on the Gondor side who participated in this battle received far more than they expected, but no one was willing to mention the details of this battle later.

The enemies who wore the long walls of the soldiers were gradually reduced to charred corpses were imprinted in their hearts forever, and they may have forgotten this scene in the future, but now, for the first time, they experienced the cruel fate of being the space numberer.

"It's good that we're on the winning side!" Ta Dun always seemed to be nervous about these things, and it seemed that the screams below had no effect on him at all, but he sighed coldly, and as for Lin, he had already begun to turn the fear in his heart into action, and vomited a mess, well, maybe it was just plain disgusting.

Hu Bin didn't react much, he imagined this scene of purgatory on earth countless times when he designed this trap, but the real scene had an impact on him, and the massive benefits made him ignore other things.

As the formulator, participant, implementer, and provider of props and materials of the entire plan, it can be said that Hu Bin is the person who has given the most in the whole plan, and there is no one. This leaves a large portion of the rewards left behind by the death of more than a hundred numbered people according to their contributions, and a large part of them will go into his pocket. But the space obviously won't let this happen, in fact, even the space didn't expect that there would be a numbered person who had the ability to kill so many people, a large number of rating values were forcibly canceled, and the random item selection that should have fallen into his pocket was also canceled by the space because it was not killed by Hu Bin's own hands.

However, the space will not deduct the rewards due to the numbered ones in vain, and the mandatory two legendary titles made Hu Bin, who was about to scold, shut his mouth. (To be continued......)

ps:Recently, I haven't been interrupted from time to time.,I hope you understand.,As for the reason.,It's too busy at work.,I can't make up my mind to become 3000 words a day.,I'm afraid that the more I write, the more I'm not motivated.,This volume of this book is nearing the end.,The next world is selected from the two games of Warcraft 3 and Rome 2.,The basic framework of the two worlds I've all conceived of it.,As for the next thing I want to see, you can leave a message in the book review area.,I'll choose it depending on the situation.。