Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1119: 1101 Army

Chapter 1119 1101.Army

??At least the night passed according to Lan En and Bard's plan.

?The temperature at night became even colder after the snowfall, and even sitting next to the brazier made people feel numb.

?Luckily, the underground warehouse was cleared in advance and allowed the elderly and children to go in and take care of them together. This way, no one froze to death tonight.

?The morning sun rose from the snow line of Lone Mountain, which made everyone feel relieved.

As time went by, the news of Smaug’s murder was like a bird with wings, flying to the ears of interested people everywhere.

??In the southwest of the Wasteland of Smaug, a huge black army is trekking through the barren wasteland.

From time to time, the shadows of clouds in the sky leave gloomy and short-lived traces on the earthy wasteland.

?But no shadow, no matter how gloomy, can compare to this army.

They are like a monster crawling forward, crushing all enemies in front of them.

?This is a group of heavily armed orcs.

?Each body with different deformities and dirty appearance is covered with crude but high-coverage armor.

?These black steel armors were like hammering and splicing large pieces of iron into a shape, and then they were put on the orcs' bodies.

?There is no anti-friction lining, and there is no consideration for comfort.

?The life of an orc is worthless, and there is no need to care about it.

?This is not only the cognition of humans, elves, and dwarves, but also the cognition of the orcs themselves.

?They don’t bring supply troops with them when they march, so you can figure out what they eat.

?It is different from the orcs who hunted down the dwarves and entered Changhu Town before.

?At the beginning, those orcs mainly hunted in the wild, so their equipment was light and dexterous.

?But this army now clearly uses equipment for attacking fortresses.

?Simple armor with large coverage, halberd, war hammer, and battle axe.

?Under the simple black iron helmets, the orcs each have their own deformed faces, filled with the desire for blood and killing.

??And there were not only orcs in the army, but huge and fat trolls were also armed. The heavy footsteps hitting the ground together were like a small earthquake.

?They were not only armed, they even served as the base of the war machine.

? ? Catapults, battering rams, meteor hammers, and other engineering weapons that ordinary people could not use were cruelly installed on them.

Without any consideration of comfort, these siege equipment simply penetrated the flesh and skin of the ogres, using them as fixed bases.

?The wolves carried the knights on their backs and patrolled flexibly around the army. The corners of their mouths twitch to reveal sharp wolf teeth, and the eager growls in their throats represent their evil desires that are no less than those of the orcs.

??However, these evil desires are restrained within the army, and they dare not stray or exceed them.

?People always think that evil armies will be powerful, but this is a misunderstanding.

?Evil is an end, not a strong guarantee.

?The strength of an army comes from order.

?The order of this orc army comes from the orc at the front of the marching formation.

?A pale orc who rides a distinctive white warg and whose skin is different from ordinary orcs.

The body surface of orcs is mostly a dirty yellow-black color. It is not known whether it is their original skin color or the deposition and discoloration caused by the dirty living environment.

?The skin of this orc is pale, and there are no distorted deformities on his head or body.

? There are messy scars on his strong body, showing that he has experienced many battles.

??Only the left arm disappeared from the elbow. The handle of a cruel double-pointed knife was inserted directly into the fracture, growing together with the flesh and blood. Just think of it as his lost left hand.

He and his wargs patrolled in front of the army, or frowned and looked into the distance at the rolling hills of the wasteland.

?As long as he is around, all orcs, trolls, and wargs must abide by the rules and obey orders.

?Because he is Azog the Blasphemer, the most prestigious and powerful orc leader in the entire north of Middle-earth!

?He is the commander personally appointed by the Supreme One!

??The orcs' strategies for the entire northern part of Middle-earth were all made by him.

It was he who cut off the head of Thorin's grandfather Thror when the Lonely Mountain dwarves were driven out of their home by the evil dragon and wanted to return to their abandoned home of Moria.

?“Woodland elves! And a strange human!”

?In a wilderness of wasteland, a shout suddenly came from the side of the orc army.

To the ears of humans, elves and other races, the blasphemy and evil in that black language are enough to make them shudder, but to the orcs, it is just ordinary speech.

??A warg cavalry who had followed the invasion of Changhu Town approached the pale orc Azog who was leading the front from the side of the army.

?And stopped respectfully and carefully behind him.

“While Bolger was leading us to hunt down the dwarves, the prince of the Woodland Kingdom, a female elf, and the rumored tall and strong human suddenly appeared! They helped the dwarves escape into the Lonely Mountain!”

?“Later. Later Smaug also died.”

?The orc cavalry on the warg said while panting.

?At this point, Azogna raised his left hand that had been replaced with a blade, and the dark orc army behind him stopped under orders.

??The footsteps were all uniform and uniform, shaking the wilderness!

?This kind of control over the army was enough to even make the nobles of the magical Middle Ages stunned.???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? There is no trace of the orcs who usually make a big mess.

"So. Did Bolg kill them? Did he chop off the heads of the elves?"

??Borg is the son of Azog and the leader of the orcs who entered Chang Lake Town that night.

Azog spoke in a low voice, and even the orcs felt a strong sense of threat from the evil black words in his mouth.

??The white orc rode a warg that was slightly larger than the others, pacing around the cavalry who came to report the news, pointing the blade of his left hand at him and asking in a low voice.

"They escaped!" The warg cavalry who came to report was not only tired but also frightened, supplementing in a low voice. "Like a coward!"

?“But the coward can live! And come back with the elven army of the Woodland Kingdom!”

?Azog's low roar prevented the Warg Cavalry from refuting.

"Where is Bolg?" Azog seemed to know that shouting at a soldier below was of no use, so he turned to ask the actual question.

?“He went to Gundaba and said he wanted to mobilize more people~”

?As soon as he finished speaking, the cruel double-pointed knife stabbed into the back of the warg cavalry.

Azog raised the warg cavalryman who had been stabbed through the chest with one hand, and threw the body behind him without looking back.

?So a group of wargs, who had already been licking their lips and drooling, rushed forward first to fill their stomachs.

?The end of the pack that the wolf cavalry originally rode also joined in.

?They are allies with the orcs, and it is unlikely that the cavalry will be implicated in anything they do.

“Go and give orders to Gundaba, that idiot Bolger. How many people can he mobilize without my orders?”

?Azog gave an order to a warg cavalry who had just grabbed the thigh.

Orcs are naturally ferocious and dangerous creatures. Even if he talks about his own son, Azog seems to be talking about an insignificant subordinate.

?“Bring out the evil bats! Then hire goblins from the Goblin Kingdom in the Misty Mountains!”

?The wolf cavalry accepted the order, with a piece of orc thigh in the wolf's mouth, and then ran towards the west without stopping.

?“We’re all together, okay.”

Azog raised the blade of his left hand again, and the footsteps of the orc army sounded again.

?"Humans! Elves! Dwarves! Let the lonely mountain bury them all! War! March!"

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??And in the river valley city where water had just started to be boiled for cooking, it also caused a little stir.

?The refugees in Changhu Town, who had struggled through last night's cold weather, had just gained some vitality and vitality under the hot water and food.

Immediately afterwards, when they stepped out of the house they had arranged in the river valley city, they were shocked at first sight.

??The stairs and platforms up and down the river valley city were filled with a meticulous army that looked like one man.

??The elves were uniformly dressed in gorgeous golden armor, with long knives and quivers hanging on their waists, as well as a long bow.

??Beneath the golden helmets are handsome faces, and their long lives have brought them incomparable discipline and tacit understanding.

??Everyone stood quietly and moved forward lightly, so that the refugees from Changhu Town who were resting in the city did not notice the movement of such a large army entering the city.

?The morning sun shines on the armor of the elves, reflecting a blurred phantom light.

?The breeze blew the red cloaks behind them, like a red wave in the golden waves.

??The corners of Bud's eyes were still filled with the fatigue and confusion of just waking up, but after hearing the news of the refugees in Chang Lake Town, he quickly came out to take a look.

??After seeing the large number of elven troops, he was much calmer than the townspeople. After all, on the battlefield facing Smaug, the elves said they would come to the Lonely Mountain to find an explanation from the dwarves and provide help to the refugees along the way.

“You have brought too many men, Thranduil. What do you want?”

??Bard pushed aside the townspeople who gathered around curiously when they saw that there was no danger, and moved towards the conspicuous stag and tall figure. He heard these words as he walked beside him.

??Bard walked through the crowd and saw Lan scratching his head, standing next to Thranduil's stag mount and asking him.

?“I just want to resolve this matter as soon as possible.”

Thranduil nodded to Bard, who had just come over, and responded to the witcher's inquiry.

??The Elf King and the Demon Hunter stood together, and the outstanding aura created by their appearance and conversation made it difficult for others to get close to them.

"I told you, the situation is in chaos now. I must retrieve our national treasure as soon as possible and then return home."

Thranduil's expression and tone were very calm. At first glance, he just felt that this man was extremely arrogant.

?But Lan En and Bard knew him somewhat, this was just Thranduil's common expression.

“The dwarves are stubborn. I just hope that my army can make them think a little and send the Star White Gem back.”

?Speaking, Thranduil waved his hand in the direction of the organized army.

“Since it is used to intimidate, the bigger the natural scene, the better.”