Chapter 616
The Human King
Chapter 616 The Human King (Continued)
When the strength is equal, the human wave tactic can be surprisingly effective.
With Thorin joining the dwarves, they displayed great fighting spirit, but they were quickly dragged into a quagmire by the tens of thousands of orcs.
After reaching the foot of the mountain on the side, they could no longer advance an inch.
Watching his kin die one by one in the stalemate, Dane, who had been blinded by hatred, finally came to his senses.
"All troops retreat. We're going to rendezvous with the human warriors on Lonely Mountain!"
After observing the battlefield situation, Dane wisely chose to cooperate with the Lonely Mountain forces.
On the Lonely Mountain side, the three forces led by Aragorn, Bard, and Thranduil, the Elvenking, numbered only about five thousand in total.
However, their superior equipment and discipline prevented them from rashly expanding their battle lines. Instead, they adopted a defensive counter-attacking strategy, advancing step by step, thus becoming a solid shield for Gushan.
After the Ironhill dwarves retreated, the Lonely Mountain defense line, led by Aragorn, became even more secure.
Gradually, under the pressure of the orc army, the four forces, united in their hatred of the enemy, began to subtly cooperate:
The dwarves just draw aggro... the Lone Mountain Rangers reap the rewards... the Vale warriors provide support... and the elven archers offer ranged assistance...
With a clear division of labor, despite the larger number of orcs, they were unable to do anything to Aragorn and his men, and their casualties increased rapidly.
"Human, is this all you'll do, send your people to cower like turtles? I'm right here, come and kill me!..."
The orc leader Azog erected a large banner on a side hilltop, making himself a "target" to attract the attention of the powerful figures on Lonely Mountain. He then secretly sent small groups of orcs to infiltrate Lonely Mountain's defenses and head to the Valley Kingdom behind it to deal with the ordinary people there.
This move can be seen as a feint to the east while attacking the west, or as a tactic to undermine the enemy's strength.
In terms of their thought processes, the orc leader Azog and the dragon Smaug do have something in common.
They all chose to "bully the weak and flatter the strong" to retaliate against their opponents.
But how could its tiny tuft of hair fool Mike's eyes? So he made preparations in advance.
Seeing that his plan had failed, the orc leader continued to provoke Mike, hoping to anger him and cause Lonely Mountain to make a mistake.
This gave the orc squad an opportunity to launch a surprise attack on Riverdale.
"Very well, since you're courting death, then I'll grant your wish."
Mike, who had been calmly watching the show and testing whether Aragorn and his companions could withstand the orc army, looked up at the opposite mountain after hearing Aragorn's provocation.
Then, the powerful force of faith coalesced into a golden spear.
The orc leader Azog was quite lucky; he nearly encountered Mike, the devil, several times in Moria and Dorgod.
It escaped death several times thanks to its cautious sense of smell.
This gave it a false sense of security, and it actually dared to provoke Mike.
However, as the golden spear in Mike's hand unleashed its powerful aura, Aragorn finally recalled the formidable fighting prowess of his opponent back in Dorgon.
will die……
Escape... We must escape...
Aragorn, whose hair stood on end from the power of faith emanating from the golden spear, had only one thought in his mind.
That is to escape.
But once Michael turned his attention to Aragorn, everything was already set in stone.
The golden spear, exuding an invincible aura, rapidly grew larger once it was launched.
Finally, the golden phantom with locking capabilities completely enveloped the side of the mountain.
Then, accompanied by a deafening roar and a mushroom-shaped blast of air, Aragorn, who had only managed to escape a short distance, along with half of the hill, was reduced to ashes.
The huge commotion silenced the entire battlefield.
Then came the cries of the orc army collapsing.
"The leader is dead...we're doomed..."
"Run...run away quickly!!!"
"..."
Seeing the formidable fighting power of the Lonely Mountain forces, some of the orcs with poor morale lamented that they were missing two legs and fled in despair towards the edge of the battlefield.
Instantly, the tens of thousands of orcs were thrown into chaos. Many orcs who did not have time to react were pushed down by their own comrades and never had a chance to get up again.
"happy!!!"
Among the crowd below, King Dann of the Ironhills, who had witnessed the slaying of the orc leader, burst into hearty laughter.
Then, seeing the orc army in disarray, he raised his battle axe and shouted, "Charge with me! Don't let those bastards get away!"
It's rare to have such a satisfying moment, so Dann naturally wouldn't let this opportunity pass him by, seizing the chance to press his advantage and deliver a crushing blow to the fallen enemy.
Then, with the Ironhill dwarves leading the charge, Aragorn also adapted and led human and elven warriors to steadily advance the defensive line.
As countless orcs perished, the battlefield below instantly transformed into a meat grinder, reaping their lives. "I'm going down to help too!"
With victory in sight, and every orc eliminated here bringing a little more peace to Middle-earth, the continent was on the verge of collapse.
Gandalf, equally roused to action, greeted Mike and charged down the walls of Lonely Mountain to join the feast of reaping the lives of orcs.
In an instant, the situation of the orc army worsened.
However, even if it were 100,000 pigs, it would take a lot of effort for the Lone Mountain warriors to wipe them out, let alone the orcs, whose fighting power was not weak.
Moreover, the orcs soon discovered that the terrifying human on the Lonely Mountain wall seemed to have no intention of attacking again after killing Azog.
Whether they disdained to fight or their previous attack had exhausted their strength, this was good news for the orc army.
"Don't run, everyone! That human is dead... Now it's time for us to avenge our leader..."
"I don't believe that human could still use that kind of attack..."
"..."
Azog's death also gave other orcs the opportunity to rise to power.
Fortune favors the bold!
Thus, under the organization of some "clever" orc leaders, the orcs who had no time to escape were quickly reorganized and launched an attack on the dwarves and humans.
"唳~"
Just then, the flock of giant eagles that had come to provide support joined the battle.
Moreover, a giant over four meters tall jumped down from the back of a giant eagle, and upon landing, it transformed into a ferocious giant bear.
With a roar, the giant bear seemed to have an irreconcilable hatred for the orcs, and every claw strike was incredibly bloody.
Add to that the sharp talons of the giant eagles...
The moment the orc army showed any signs of resistance, it was immediately crushed by the newly arrived reinforcements from Lonely Mountain.
What followed was nothing more than a one-sided pursuit.
"That felt great! That felt so good!!"
"I've never fought such a satisfying battle!!!"
The Ironhill Dwarf King Dane, growing stronger with each battle, chased after the enemy for another two kilometers amidst hearty laughter.
Along the way, the orc army suffered heavy losses, leaving behind nearly half of its corpses.
However, this is the limit. Most of the surviving orcs have already fled into the wilderness, making it difficult to hunt them down.
Of course, even so, Dain, Gandalf, Thranduil, and the others were already quite satisfied with inflicting heavy damage on the Mordor orcs.
Just as everyone stopped to rest and thought the battle was over, a figure radiating holy light flew into the sky.
As he wielded his flaming greatsword, specks of white fireflies slowly appeared in the air.
"What is this?" Gandalf, who felt no threat, caught a firefly with his hand.
Only then did they realize that the white light, the size of a fingernail, was actually a cluster of tiny white flames.
As the flames merged into his body, Gandalf felt his physical strength and divine power, which he had just expended, being restored.
Healing power?
The wizard chuckled but didn't pay much attention, since it wouldn't be too surprising if Mike had any abilities.
But the wizard soon discovered that the flames that had healing power over himself and the Lonely Mountain warriors were like sparks thrown into a gasoline can when they fell on the orcs.
In an instant, it transformed into a world-destroying fire that purified everything.
Any orc that gets touched by these flames will be burned to ashes in less than two seconds.
The dwarves, who had been fluttering around the "fireflies" with their healing power out of curiosity, immediately quieted down after seeing the orcs' miserable state.
Dane and Thorin exchanged a glance, but said nothing. Their eyes were filled with apprehension towards the human high in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, in everyone's sight, more "firefly" lights drifted towards the distance where the orc army was retreating.
Then came the continuous screams of the orc army.
Even without witnessing the horrific state of those orcs firsthand, just hearing their cries was enough to send chills down one's spine.
"Thorin, I think you should try to get on good terms with that human, even if it's just for the sake of the Durin dwarves..."
Having witnessed Mike's terrifying strength, the Iron Hills Dwarf King finally couldn't help but give Thorin a word of advice.
Looking at Thorin, he seemed resigned to his fate, a bitter smile of relief on his face.
……
(End of this chapter)