Chapter 773: Encirclement

Chapter 782 Encirclement

"They have a dragon rider and a dragon rider. Their presence on the battlefield is destined to cause us heavy casualties! Marching in the snow at night is the only choice!" Uvasa's soul fire jumped a few times, showing his inner restlessness. If it weren't for the deterrence of the high-end combat power of the Kingdom of Lagran, why would he do this?

However, the night and snow have indeed become the protective color of these Dongyi chariot people! These Dongyi chariot people wearing white linen are difficult to be discovered when marching in the snowy fields. In addition, the wind and snow will cover the traces left by their night marches. Even the dragon riders will not easily detect their existence!

"Then we just watch them do whatever they want?" Several high-level professionals of the Dongyi chariot people said coldly.

"Quiet, they won't be proud for too long!" Uvasa said coldly, and at the same time he cast his eyes to the distant north.

...

A few days ago.

"Thorin! Those orcs got rid of us!" Dwalin panted.

"Where did they go?" Thorin said with a fierce light in his eyes, holding the beast-biting sword stained with the black blood of the orcs, and his eyes narrowed slightly. He exuded a terrifying aura from head to toe. With the help of the Arken gem, the national treasure of the dwarves, Thorin officially stepped into the sixth level and became a tyrant!

"They ran to the southeast! That's the Iron Hills!" Dwalin thought for a while.

"Where is Dain?" Thorin's fierce breath stagnated, and for a moment he didn't know why these orcs were sending their heads thousands of miles away?

"Do they think they are so funny? Marching in the middle of winter?" Thorin said a little dazed and puzzled. Didn't he understand that a few orc tyrants brought tens of thousands of orcs to travel in the middle of winter? Thorin was ready to fight to the death, but before he could notify other countries in the Northern Alliance, the orcs broke away from the contact with the dwarves without hesitation, leaving nearly a thousand corpses and ran away directly and decisively?

"God knows! But the Dragon Eagle Knights have already gone to the Iron Hills! They won't succeed in a sneak attack!" Kili said to Thorin.

"Do we need to support Iron Hill?" Fili looked at the scattered corpses of the orcs and looked at his uncle.

"No! Send the Dragonhawk Knights to keep an eye on them! Let Iron Hill be well guarded!" Thorin gave up the idea of ​​a field battle with the orcs after just a little thought. After all, Thorin felt that it was a loss to exchange the worthless lives of the orcs for the dwarves. The Longbeard Clan didn't have many people. Thorin could save as many as he could. As long as he didn't provoke them, Thorin could ignore the orcs! Moreover, with the solidity of the Iron Hill Kingdom, those orcs would be enough for them to bite even if they attacked the city! It's not that Thorin underestimated them. They couldn't get in even if they were given a year!

"Okay! Then we just keep a close eye on them!" Dwalin nodded.

"By the way, should we notify the Kingdom of Raglan?" Dwalin suddenly thought of the Kingdom of Raglan in the south.

"Did the orcs go to them?" Thorin asked.

"No, they are in the southwest! The orcs went to the southeast!" Dwalin said decisively.

"Then there is no need to disturb them. They need to rest after years of fighting!" Thorin waved his hand. The North has seen the Kingdom of Raglan's contribution to the Alliance. It is no exaggeration to say that it is absolutely not excessive to award the Kingdom of Raglan with the Best Fighter Award in the North. Thorin thought that there was no need to bother the Kingdom of Raglan with such a small matter. Little did he know that this made Roland and his party far away in Raglan City misjudge, and they had no idea that a group of orcs had come from the north!

...

"These bastards!" Dain spit out a mouthful of blood foam while looking at the fleeing orcs. Just now, he fought with an orc tyrant. In the case of exchanging injuries for life, relying on his own good dwarf equipment, Dain took the cost of a knife in the chest and smashed the shoulder of an orc tyrant with a hammer. If it hadn't dodged quickly, the head would have "bloomed" now.

"What happened to them?" Dain stopped bleeding himself while looking at the hastily retreating orc army.

Dain was indeed shocked when he learned that the orcs were about to arrive at his door. In all these years, Middle-earth has not seen many "cute" people marching and fighting in winter! Even if there are, it is not the turn of the orcs!

Dain, who was originally worried, found that this group of orcs rushed forward with dark heads and ignored the dwarves of Iron Hill Ridge. His premonition still made Dain choose to kill them! Moreover, with the perception and catalysis of the life-and-death battle just now, Dain, who had stayed at the peak of the fifth level for a long time, also successfully ascended the throne of the overlord! The dwarves suddenly had two sixth-level overlords! It is undoubtedly a shot in the arm for the gradually declining dwarves!

"Are the orcs crazy? Traveling to the wasteland in the middle of winter?" Dain looked at his adjutant and scratched his head. With the IQ of the dwarves, he really couldn't figure it out.

"Is it the Ringwraiths of Mordor calling?" Dain's adjutant joked, but he didn't expect that the truth was hidden in the lie. Mordor, which has the least shortage of orcs, summoned the northern orcs to the south. It was a joke for others, but ironically, it was the truth!

"Oh my God! Mordor lacks orcs? It's as bad as hearing that the Ringwraiths have turned over a new leaf! If Mordor summons me, I'll eat my iron boots!" Dain was like an old general standing on the stage, with flags stuck behind him...

"Forget about them, the King under the Mountain has also fought with them! We have killed at least 3,000 of them in two interceptions, and due to the weather, they have lost at least 5,000 people!" Dain's adjutant sneered and reported a cold number!

In fact, this northern orc army was gathered by the Gangbada orcs in the vast northern wilderness. At the beginning, there were more than 30,000 people. After passing through the defense line of Dain, there were less than 10,000 people.

And this army that was ignored by everyone was like a sharp knife stabbing directly into the back of Lagran City. This army that no one cared about was about to give Roland a "surprise"!

...

"Your Majesty!" Duke Jolstea rushed in in a hurry.

"Duke Jolstea, please speak slowly..." Roland supported him and comforted him.

"It's a big deal! Lord Kaslo and Lord Weiss have discovered an orc army respectively! One of the two armies has crossed the river from the upper reaches to the north bank! The other is on the opposite bank!" Duke Jolstea said anxiously.

"Have you found out the specific deployment of troops?" Roland frowned and asked.

"No, the legion Lord Kaslo found was only a complete legion of orcs! The details were not clear, and he was dispersed by the heavy crossbows! The legion Lord Weiss found was clearly seen, at least there was a sixth-level leader, a complete legion of 10,000 orcs! There were several heavy crossbows! It is unknown whether there were black arrows..." Duke Joltya introduced.

"Because Lord Weiss's dragon has dragon armor, those ordinary heavy crossbows can't shoot through him! The threat of black arrows to him is much smaller, so Lord Weiss can see more details." Duke Joltya explained for Roland. What he didn't say was that Weiss retreated because he was shot by a black arrow. Although it didn't penetrate the dragon armor, it still scared Weiss. Weiss, who originally wanted to use the forbidden spell to cleanse the ground, also retreated back to the city obediently, otherwise he couldn't guarantee how many black arrows would be aimed at him in the long and stinky pre-swing of the dragon language forbidden spell...