The riding and chopping simulator of the Lord of the Rings

Chapter 185 Perakir in the flames of war
In the night sky dotted with stars, a fast black shadow flashed across the heavily guarded sky of Pelakir.

As the black shadow flew past, it also left behind a long and shrill cry, forcing the soldiers guarding the city wall to cover their ears.

It was a ferocious and terrifying flying beast, with a black figure wearing a steel crown sitting on its back.

The black shadow has long, tattered hair that glows gray and white under the moonlight, and there is no face under the crown, only a pair of deadly eyes, revealing a trembling evil in the darkness.

He came full of fear and despair, and the black robe on his body covered the armor full of evil power.

This form was none other than the Witch-King of Angmar riding a vicious behemoth.

At this moment, he was looking cruelly and happily at the fierce battlefield below him.

The endless orc army on the ground has already surrounded the human camp stationed near Pelakir.

The wooden gate on the south side of the camp was trampled down by countless half-orcs. Several groups of human warriors in bright armor fought frantically with the half-orc army at the gate of the camp, preventing the half-orcs from entering the camp. pace.

Behind the human warrior was an old man with white beard and hair. On his serious face, there was a majesty far beyond ordinary people.

Although he is not young, this old man is still equipped with a silver-white full-body plate armor, a blue-and-white burqa is decorated on the chest of the plate armor, and the bright red cloak on his back is fluttering in the wind.

This is the No.20 Prince of Dom Aros, Angelimir.

Facing the enemy's surprise attack, the prince rode a tall pure white war horse and personally held the banner representing the Dom Alos family. He ran around the camp, loudly inspiring those who were frightened by fear. The human warriors rejoined the battlefield.

His voice was full of courage and encouragement, and the flag of the silver swan warship in his hand, breaking through the green waves, was emitting silvery white light under the moonlight, hunting in the night wind.

The soldiers who had been terrified by the shrill voices, heard the familiar voice, mustered up the courage to return to their combat positions, and followed the flag that had guided them for countless years.

This is the family prestige accumulated by twenty generations of Dom Aros princes for nearly 3000 years. Even Angmar's dark magic cannot completely erase it.

And in the center of the camp, a team of heavily armed knights was preparing to charge. They were the most elite troops of the Dom Aros family, the Swan Knights.

As the leader of the Swan Knight and the successor of the next Prince Dom Aros, Adrasil is now fully armed, and he will become the sharpest tip of the blade and charge first.

On the bank of the river a few kilometers away from the camp, a steady stream of half-orc troops were coming down from dozens of dark pirate ships.

And on the river in the distance, there are still an unknown number of pirate ships coming towards this side.

As early as a month ago, Sauron had arranged for Angmar, his most loyal and powerful servant, to attack Pelakir.

After a period of marching and bargaining with the pirate leaders, Angmar finally led the half-orc army originally stationed in Minas Morgul to the coast south of Pelakir.

In order to avoid being discovered by the troops of the Kingdom of Gondor, Angmar led the orcs under his command and only marched in the dark night.

And rushed all the way to the southern bank of the Poros River before boarding the pirate ship, and then under the cover of night, went upstream along the Anduin River and came to the vicinity of Pelakir.

The half-orc army's carefulness along the way finally exploded with unparalleled power at this time.

The human troops stationed in the camp never imagined that such a huge half-orc army would suddenly attack from the south under the cover of night.

Most of their eyes were on the coast opposite them, and the ships on both sides constantly entangled in the river.

Even Prince Angelimir had arranged a lot of light cavalry and secret sentries around the camp, but under the surprise attack of the wolf cavalry squad and ferocious giant beasts, almost the entire army was wiped out.

By the time the human garrison reacted, the black orc army had already approached the south of the camp.

And Angmar even drove the ferocious giant beast, hovering above the camp for a long time, killing the will of humans to resist.

Afterwards, the battle officially kicked off with the sound of the half-orcs breaking the door and the hasty preparations of humans.

Angmar, who was flying in the sky at this moment, drove his mount, and swooped down towards the boat that was gliding extremely fast in the river.

As the ferocious monster approached, amidst Nazgul's evil laughter, the sailors who were struggling to row had to jump into the water immediately to escape the ferocious attack of the enemy.

And with the sound of "cracker", the boat carrying the mission of asking for help broke into pieces, leaving only pieces of wreckage on the water.

This was already the second boat that Angmar had destroyed.

And Adrasil, who commanded the Swan Knight, was already ready to charge, and they were waiting for a suitable opportunity.

As Angmar's figure disappeared in the sky, Adrasil also put down the mask in front of him casually, and then a burst of passionate horns sounded over the camp.

The Swan Knight, who was already ready for battle, led by Adrasil, after a short run-up, pulled the speed of the charge to the limit, and rushed towards the north gate that had just been broken by the enemy.

But the half-orc army who knocked down the gate and was about to rush into the camp was crushed by the sudden cavalry head-on.

These dirty scum, in order to attack the camp, prepare some short and agile weapons, and there are very few polearms that can fight against cavalry.

Such weapons made it impossible for them to struggle in front of the swan knights. Facing the charge of the cavalry, their thin bodies were knocked into the distance like a leaf.

And this team of blue and white cavalry, amidst Adrasil's loud shouts, was like a blue and white torrent, directly rushing out of the way of the black orc army.

Their direction is not far from Pelakir.

And the human warriors who followed closely behind the swan knight also seized this opportunity and killed all the way from the siege of the orcs.

And Prince Angelimir, leading a whole team of elite infantry, fought and retreated in the camp, retreated from the south gate all the way to the north gate, and was about to break out from there.

At this time, the Witch King of Angmar, who had returned to the sky from the river, discovered the changes on the battlefield. Of course, he would not allow the besieged humans to escape from his palm.

Even if the direction they fled to is their next prey.

And Prince Dom Aros, who was raising the flag and shouting, immediately came into his sight.

At this moment, Angelimir was encouraging the soldiers to fight with all his strength. Suddenly, his voice was no longer loud, and the swan flag that was unfurled in the wind fell directly, and the flickering silver light on it seemed to be dimmed.

A terrifying howl fell from the sky, and with it came a mass of darkness, and that darkness was about to envelop Angelimir.

The soldiers standing around Prince Dom Aros became timid, and even the orcs stopped attacking.

As a gust of wind hit, the white war horse that Angelimir stepped down was the first one unable to hold on, and stood up amidst the sound of neighing.

Fortunately, it was precisely because of the act of stepping off the white horse that Angelimir was thrown off the horse's back, allowing him to escape the claws of the vicious giant beast.

However, his beloved white horse was not so lucky. Its huge head was torn off from its body by sharp claws, and it fell in front of Angelimir's eyes dripping with blood.

However, the 80-year-old Prince Dom Aros was not overwhelmed by fear. He managed to stand up, raised the flag in his hand again, and shouted loudly.

"Stand up, stand up quickly, soldiers hold the weapons in your hands, move closer to me, charge with me!!"

Following the prince's shout, the human warriors who had been sluggish in place gathered around Angelimir one after another. Under the leadership of the prince, they killed endless orcs and headed towards Pelakir again.

At this time, Adrasil, who had already rushed out of the siege, looked at his father in the siege of the orcs with great grief.

"Everyone, don't stop, follow me."

Afterwards, Adrasil, who had shed tears, led the knights behind him and rushed towards Minas Tirith in the distance.

The only order Prince Dom Aros gave his son was to ask for help.

As the camp was breached by endless orcs, Pelakir had become an isolated city at this time, and it was about to face an endless army of orcs and a pirate fleet besieging the port.

If there is no reinforcements, everyone will die, even the defenders of Pelakir.

So no matter how reluctant he was, there was only one direction for Adrasil, and that was to go north, towards Baicheng.

The Witch King of Angmar, who returned to the sky again, quickly saw this phenomenon, but his attention was still on Angelimir.

He knew that the old man holding the flag was the biggest threat in this battle, and those humans riding horses would naturally be dealt with.

Then Angmar drove the ferocious giant beast to dive towards the ground again, and while he was screaming, a group of wolf cavalry rushed out from the half-orc team, and quickly followed Adela who was fleeing north. Hill.

At this time, the gate of Pelakir opened, and the first to rush out of it was a group of light cavalry holding sharp spears.

After rushing out of the gate, they chased directly towards the wolf cavalry in the darkness. Their goal was to intercept the wolf cavalry's pursuit and use their lives to increase the possibility of the knights asking for help.

Coming out from behind the cavalry were teams of well-armored elite infantry. They quickly rushed towards the gradually closing orc army, preparing to meet the besieged Prince Dom Aros.

At this time, three small sailboats appeared again on the river of Pelakir, like sharp arrows, going upstream along the river.

During the successive attacks of the half-orcs, there were fewer and fewer soldiers around Angelimir. The prince, who had lost his horse, still held the banner high, encouraging the soldiers who were breaking through.

Without his encouragement, under the fearful atmosphere of Nazgul, these human soldiers might not even have the possibility to take a step forward.

But the black shadow once again shrouded the sky. Angelimir did not timidly or dodge. Instead, he shouted loudly and used the family flag in his hand to meet the ferocious giant beast that was flying towards him.

As a black shadow flashed past, the confrontation between Prince Dom Aros and the head of the Nazgul ended in an instant.

The sharp spear tip drew a long scar on the chest of the ferocious giant beast, and the wounded ferocious giant screamed, and the figure that flew up again became shaky.

And amidst the screams of the giant beast, the extremely brutal meteor hammer in the hands of the Witch King of Angmar scratched the burqa of Prince Dom Aros, and the powerful force attached knocked him down to the ground .

The prince who was lying on the ground coughed twice before becoming silent, and the ferocious giant swaying in the air also carried Angmar to a distant place.

The bloody wound on its chest indicated that it would not be able to continue flying in a short time.

The battle between the prince and Angmar was just a moment, but to the surrounding human fighters, it seemed like a long time.

Angelimir's fallen body filled their hearts with grief, and this grief turned into raging anger in a blink of an eye, trying to burn the half-orcs who surrounded them to death.

The human warriors rushing out from Pelakir also accelerated their pace of attack, rushing towards the place where Prince Dom Aros fell.

Finally, the two teams gathered together, and in the process of breaking through, they killed wave after wave of orcs and came to the city of Pelakir with difficulty.

At this time, the archers stationed on the city wall began to cover the retreating infantry with their bows and arrows, and the soldiers manipulating the ballista finally had a target to attack.

A dense rain of arrows, coupled with several thick crossbow arrows, directly defeated the half-orc army rushing to the front.

After the human soldiers outside the city killed all the enemies around them, they finally returned to Pelakir smoothly.

Seeing the steel gate slowly closing in front of them, the orcs also stopped attacking.

Their goal tonight has been accomplished, and the human camp outside the city will become the camp where the half-orcs inhabit tonight.

The half-orcs who stopped fighting began to clean up the battlefield inside and outside the camp. From time to time, several half-orcs fought together because of the scramble for spoils.

The human fighters who were stripped of their equipment piled up in front of the ferocious giant beast and became the food of this flying beast. It also needed such food to recover from its injuries.

And those half-orcs who did not participate in the battle began to use the materials readily available in the camp and began to build crude siege equipment.

In addition to getting off more orcs from the distant ships, some parts of siege weapons were also carried to the shore.

And wait until the next night, it will be time for Angmar to attack the city.

　At the beginning of the month, ask for a monthly ticket

　　
　
(End of this chapter)