Chapter 161 Street Fighting

"Kill!" Ormsk shouted violently, the lance in his hand emitted a terrifying wave of fighting spirit, and the next second it was pushed directly towards the originally narrow stone door entrance.

"Bang!" The flying stone fragments tore apart the surrounding orcs like sharp arrows, and bloody corpses were scattered on the ground.

"Kill!" The knights rushed in through the gap opened by Ormsk.

The half-orcs who had just organized a team to intercept the situation when they saw the situation was not good had just rushed to the steps and collided with the charging knights.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

"Tear~"

"Roar!"

"Ouch!"

The roar of the war horses, the screams of the orcs and the roar of the knights were intertwined. For a time, blood flowed on the stone steps at the entrance. The knights rushed upward desperately, while the orcs desperately pushed the knights down. squeeze.

"Omsk has opened a breakthrough! The troops behind are coming up!" Roland, who was trapped in the crowd, saw the steady stream of dwarf troops and royal guards from behind who had begun to force their way across. He immediately shouted loudly. If they were blocked here, , after the orcs turned the giant crossbow, no one knew how many people were going to die in this narrow place.

"War trample!" Ormsk pulled the reins, and the abyss horse immediately raised its front hooves, and then stepped down heavily after a violent war spirit enveloped it...

"Boom!" A terrifying shock wave, accompanied by violent light and shadow war energy, erupted to an area 60° in front of the Abyss War Horse. Suddenly, the area 50 meters in front of Ormsk seemed to be slapped by a giant hand, and all the orcs were slapped. It became a mixture of flesh and broken bones, with black-green blood twisting and spreading inside. Even Roland, who had begun to adapt to the battlefield, felt crazy discomfort in his stomach.

"Charge! Charge! Until the end of the world! Kill them all!" Ormsk took advantage of the remaining Orcs to be shocked by the horrifying scene and rushed forward with his lance. The Orcs' bones and tendons were broken when the spear was swiped. Fortunately, the deceased fell to the ground and wailed.

"Boom, boom~" The Raglan Knights were indeed one of the most elite knights. They endured the shock in their hearts and the churning of their stomachs as they continued to charge at Ormsk.

"It worked!" Ormsk said excitedly.

Finally, all the orcs blocking the stone steps were killed. Ormsk led the knights to occupy the stone hall at the entrance. Through the door opening, you can clearly see the paths extending in all directions.

"Dismount! Occupy this place! Wait for the follow-up team!" Roland said in surprise, finally passing the most difficult level of entering the city.

The orcs were very smart. When they saw the city gate failed, they also gave up using their giant crossbows to snipe the coalition soldiers crossing the bridge. They moved their giant crossbows one after another, waiting to cause greater casualties to the coalition forces in the street fighting.

"The giant crossbow has been moved!" Iovia said with an ugly expression.

"These scum have become smarter!" Thranduil also looked unkind. Once those giant crossbows were still left in the crossbow tower or the arrow tower in Eovia, they could clear out the obstructing giant crossbows at targeted locations. It would not cost much anyway. Just take some time.

"Let the soldiers keep up!" Thranduil said helplessly to the adjutant. Now he can only hope that those giant crossbows in the street fighting will cause less damage to the coalition forces.

"As you command!"

The elves cautiously followed the dwarves into the city. At this moment, the dwarves had guarded the main street in front of the hall. Only the branch intersections were like big mouths, ready to swallow up the lives that entered them.

"We must divide our forces... there are too many forks in the road!" Roland said with a headache.

"We have to quickly go to the Royal Hall to control the central hub of the city and block the enemy!" Bard is familiar with the buildings of various races. He knows that the Elf Royal Hall can play a role in dividing the battlefield.

"The Ringwraiths are still hiding in the dark! Don't forget!" Balin said while holding his battle ax and looking at the brightly lit hall.

"There are 5 forked roads, and we only have 4 sixth-level combatants... More importantly, we don't know if the Ringwraiths are together..." Roland sighed. Looking around this hall, he could vaguely see that the last era belonged to the elves. The splendor! Unfortunately, the elves have become an endangered species now, and the exquisite stone carvings on the wall seem to be crying about the tragic fate of the elves.

"Don't worry! If you think of a way, there will always be a way!" Fan Wei looked at the people sweating on their foreheads and quickly comforted them.

"We must explore all paths and cannot leave them alone. After all, the roads here extend in all directions, not to mention we don't know what the orcs have done here over the past thousands of years." Thranduil stood up as the host, although He was familiar with every street here, but that was only a few thousand years ago...

"You should ask Gandalf... After all, he has been here before and discovered the orc army." Roland was a little speechless. The woodland elves who clearly had the idea of ​​regaining this place didn't ask Comrade Gandalf who had been here? Although the melee mage is a bit unreliable, it is not a problem to describe the situation here clearly with its strong memory.

"My God... My beard! Poor dwarves, ignorant dwarves, miserable dwarves would actually agree to fight an unprepared war with you... Thorin and I must be crazy, otherwise we wouldn't have done it in the first place Send troops..." Balin covered his eyes and howled.

"So the enemy only blocked us with five forks in the road?" Bai Yi shrugged, his words full of sarcasm.

"No one is willing to sacrifice. Besides, if the team without sixth-level combat power chooses the wrong path, death is almost certain..." Bard also said tiredly. This unsolvable proposition made him mentally and physically exhausted.

"The casualties in street fighting are too terrifying, and if anyone without a sixth level encounters a ring spirit, he will definitely die. Moreover, even if there is a sixth level combat power, it cannot be ruled out that the enemy's three ring spirits will gather together to attack and kill... There is no solution at all!" Roland thought to himself, if he was asked to give up Ormsk's protection and lead his team to attack a block, he would definitely not be willing to do so. Of course, no one in the coalition would be willing to sacrifice the lives of his own people to help others.

"It would be nice if Peter was here..." Iovia said, rubbing her brows.

"Didn't you keep him as a housekeeper?" Roland had a few black lines hanging from his head, leaving him speechless.

"I regret it! I didn't expect there to be five forks here..." Eovia said aggrievedly.

"My great Star Elf King, we are all here now! There are 3,000 people stuck here, just to hear you say that you forgot? Hurry and call Peter Groh over here! Don't keep blocking here, God knows where the orc reinforcements are?" Roland said speechlessly. He was familiar with the plot, but he knew that Sauron had a group of demon flying dragons in his hands, and the combat power of those things was considered to be the best among the flying dragons.

"Sign in the system!" Roland said helplessly as he looked at the sky that was already glowing. This night has passed, and he hasn't had a few good fights with the orcs yet. He was blocked on the bridge for half the night by a giant crossbow, and then let this damn thing go. I'm stuck at a fork in the road.

"Sign in successfully, congratulations to the host for winning the 50th El Nino Ranger title."

"This... heaven! Earth! How many years have passed... the system has finally sent out troops." Roland was moved that the system enthusiastically provided such high-end troops in times of crisis.

"……"system.