The riding and chopping simulator of the Lord of the Rings

Chapter 61
Yazneg's guess was not wrong. Most of the people in Wilderness Town who have combat power now are guarded on the city wall.

It's just that Yazneg didn't expect it.Although the number of these guards accounted for the vast majority, their combat effectiveness was only at the bottom of Wilderness Town.

After all, apart from them, Jamila also has a hundred archers holding elf bows, three skin-changers, and dozens of mounted archers led by Desaiwei.

They are the main force Alan left behind to guard Wilderness Town.

If the situation is extremely critical, Jamila can still gather a group of militia consisting of old, young, women and children.

It's just that they don't have suitable armor, and many of them haven't been trained. Apart from a weapon, Jamila can't arrange to give them anything more.

Therefore, unless Wilderness Town is at a critical moment, otherwise, Jamila will not let them face the enemy directly.

They could have made a greater contribution elsewhere, instead of being meaningless cannon fodder to consume the enemy's strength.

At this time, Jamila stood on the wall of the west gate, keeping a close eye on the movements of the orcs.

She had already ordered her subordinates to sound the alarm, and most of the more than 300 reserve soldiers gathered towards the west gate wall.

And the three skin changers and a hundred or so shooters are also ready to fight.

Kress and Desaiwei had already come to Jamila's side immediately amidst the sirens.

On the city wall, Jamila watched the half-orc troops gradually approaching, estimated the strength of the two sides in her heart, and silently deduced.

Then she decided in her heart that this wave of attacks was nothing to the existing strength of Wilderness Town.

What makes her more concerned is that there are more than half of the wolf cavalry who have disappeared. What are they going to do?
Then there are more than 500 human captives, how should she deal with them?

At this time, Yazneg's deputy, Fimble, was leading the half-orc troops towards Wilderness Town.

He is not so smart, but he also has his own advantages, that is, he is very obedient.

At this time, he brought more than 1000 mixed troops to the vicinity of the west gate of Wilderness Town.

However, Fimble did not order the infantry to attack the west gate with the urn.

Instead, according to Yazneg's order, he led the more than 1000 people towards the south wall of Wilderness Town.

It's just that before they left, they quietly left some things near the west gate.

With such a distance, the half-orc thought that no one would notice, but all of this has been seen by Jamila holding a telescope.

Yazneg, who is hiding in the forest, also knows that it is impossible to rely on nearly a thousand waste and more than 200 wolf cavalry to break through two gates in a row, which is really too difficult for Fimble.

Yazneg doesn't expect these people to make a particularly big contribution. In his plan, Fimble only needs to perform the role of bait.

Following the transfer of these half-orc troops, most of the guards on the west gate wall, led by Jamila, moved towards the south wall.

The city walls of Wilderness Town are too big. If all the troops are there and nearly 2000 people guard the four walls, then it is still possible.

But now they only have more than 300 people, and it seems a bit stretched to guard a city wall, not to mention that there are still guards in other places, and the number of them is even smaller.

At this time, Yazneg, who was constantly moving in the forest, stared at the human guards on the city wall.

When he saw most of the human guards moving with the orc troops, a smile of success appeared on his ugly face.

But now, it is not time for him to move. If Yazneg wants, the wolf cavalry will charge at full speed, and it will take less than 10 minutes to make a surprise attack outside the west gate of Wilderness Town, but he still wants to wait.

Because there will be other opportunities soon, he still wants to see the effect again.

When Fember led the half-orc troops to the south wall of Wilderness Town, it was already daylight, and the temperature rose slightly under the early morning sunlight.

Wargs are not affected by the sun, but half-orcs, under the sun, look a little sluggish. They don't like the sun and hate it from the bottom of their hearts.

But Fimble didn't care about this, and he himself felt very uncomfortable, and as a monster bred by Morgoth to destroy the world, they didn't have this emotion of pity in their hearts.

Fimbre just stared at the human guards on the city wall, recalling the task Yazneg gave him in his mind.

"Don't rush to attack, you must wait until the human guards are ready before attacking."

The not-so-intelligent Fimble didn't know why they did this. In the past, they would attack humans when they were not prepared, and cut their necks quietly in the dark.

He didn't quite understand Yazneg's orders, but Fimble was obedient, which was why Yazneg chose him.

At this time, Fimble felt that the human beings were almost ready, because there were at least 300 hunting bows pointing at them on the city wall.

Fimble didn't hesitate either, waving the scimitar in his hand and roaring loudly: "Let these scumbags attack."

After hearing the order, the wolf cavalry began to wave their whips, forcing the orc infantry and the slaves to approach the city wall with the ladder.

After the human slaves heard the order, there was a little confusion, followed by a few screams.

Those hungry wolves couldn't wait long ago. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, dozens of wolves tore up the corpses on the ground.

Seeing this tragic scene, the remaining human slaves did not hesitate or speak. They just looked at the ground with numb eyes, lifted more than a dozen ladders, lowered their heads and walked unhurriedly towards the south wall. go.

And those half-orc infantry, picked up the weapons in their hands, took advantage of their relatively thin bodies, tried their best to shrink their figures behind the human slaves, followed them, and walked towards the city wall.

All the human soldiers on the city wall saw this scene. Their expressions were extremely angry, and they clenched the hunting bows in their hands, staring at the human slaves with fiery eyes, or staring at the human beings. Orcs behind.

And some people looked at their female mayor worriedly, worried about her strength, and gave themselves the order to "shoot indiscriminately". These people didn't want to shoot their compatriots.

Jamila, who was standing on the city wall, also saw this scene. She glanced at Fimble in the distance, then at the unequipped human slaves, and the half-orc infantry hiding behind them, and fell into deep thought. among.

After thinking for a while, Jamila did not give the order to shoot.

Because she felt that the current situation was not quite right. With less than 500 half-orc infantry and 300 human slaves without any equipment, it was absolutely impossible to break through the city wall guarded by more than [-] human soldiers.

They can't even cause too much trouble for these soldiers.

After all, it was just some snaga, and the equipment was poor, not even a decent armor.

Under such circumstances, Jamila decided to give those human slaves a chance, as long as they didn't take the initiative to climb the ladder.

In addition, Jamila has another consideration. If those human slaves wash their faces, they are likely to be the family members of their soldiers.

She also knew that among the soldiers guarding the city wall, many of them must also be thinking about this question.

After all, aren't the half-orcs in the Misty Mountains and the kidnapped human slaves all these forest dwellers?

Some of these human slaves were likely to be the father, mother, brother, and sister of these soldiers, and she could not give the order to shoot these people without scruple.

Jamila also knew that the wolf cavalry who gave the orders must have other plots for such evil actions.

All of a sudden, Jamila remembered those things that were deliberately left behind by the orcs in Ximen.

After thinking for a while, Jamila whispered a few words to Kress next to him, and then Kress called Desaiwei and left.

Yazneg didn't see this, and he didn't pay attention to the behavior of one or two people. He was waiting for those ladders to reach the city wall.

Once on it, the half-orc infantry will attack along the ladder, and his first step plan will be considered a success.

Yes, the idea of ​​having orcs hide behind human slaves was also Yazneg's idea.

A long time ago, Yazneg learned about the character of the lord here from some humans who were bought by gold, so he wanted to take a gamble, but he was told that he was right.

For a while, the scene of this siege battle was a little weird.

The human slaves lifted the ladder unhurriedly, approaching the city wall with their heads down. They didn't want to look up and see their compatriots. Some of them even thought that if they walked slowly, they would just be shot to death.

The guards on the city wall did not receive the order to shoot, and they were unwilling to take the initiative to shoot, so they could only watch the enemy slowly approaching the city wall.

Soon, part of the archers on the watchtower of the city wall had enough angles to see some orcs hiding behind the humans.

Some soldiers with excellent self-holding shooting skills began to ask Jamila loudly if they could shoot, and Jamila nodded in agreement.

Soon, arrows shot out from the watchtower and flew towards the crowd carrying the ladder.

In a short period of time, the lives of more than a dozen orcs were taken.

The nearby human slaves froze for a moment, but they still didn't look up, but continued to walk forward, but at a slower pace.

The half-orc infantry hiding behind the humans had already started to panic. Most of them began to adjust their angles, using the simple shields in their hands to cover themselves, so as to avoid being targeted by the shooters on the city wall.

At the same time, they began to beat the human slaves with the backs of their knives, fists and feet, urging them to quicken their pace.

After all, their walking speed is very slow now, once they are targeted, it is no different from death.

And a dozen orcs who were terrified to the extreme actually left behind the humans and fled in the opposite direction like mad. Most of them were nailed to the ground by bows and arrows in the process of fleeing.

The luckier guys didn't survive when they fled to a safe distance.

Fimble commanded the wolf cavalry and killed them immediately.

Their death also warned other half-orcs who did not escape, letting them know that there was no other way to survive except to attack.

Even a foolish half-orc already knows that he is on the verge of death.

In order to survive, they had hideous expressions on their faces, and many half-orcs began to roar to cheer themselves and their compatriots.

Soon, the dozen or so ladders climbed up the six-meter-high city wall of Wilderness Town under such circumstances.

All of a sudden, all the half-orcs flashed out from behind the human slaves, climbed the ladders and attacked the city wall.

And those human slaves squatted down on the spot.

Seeing this, Jamila finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then loudly ordered the soldiers to prepare for battle.

She didn't give an order to push down the ladder, she just wanted to see what those wolf cavalrymen wanted to do.

She even issued an order for all the guards on the city wall to come to support the south wall.

At this time, a fierce battle finally broke out on the southern city wall, and a large number of arrows began to fly from the watchtower of the city wall to the enemies climbing on the ladder.

The half-orcs who were shot rolled down the ladder one after another, and some even hit other half-orcs who were also climbing on the ladder while falling down.

But some fearful soldiers couldn't shoot all the orcs who climbed the ladder.

Soon, the human guards on the city wall fought with the orcs climbing up.

The eyes of the guards seemed to be spitting out anger. A dozen of them were staring at a ladder. Once a half-orc appeared, a dozen weapons would be chopped up instantly.

The half-orc infantry, on the other hand, was like crazy, quickly climbing up the ladder, howling and screaming, and desperately rushed towards the human guards.

With the weapons in their hands, with their dirty teeth and sharp nails, they fought against humans. In desperation, they had lost most of their sanity.

At this time, during the fight between the human and the half-orc infantry, Yazneg was dispatched, and he also discovered the movement of the guards on the city wall.

Thinking he had found the best opportunity, he led the remaining wolf cavalry and rushed from the forest towards the west gate which was closest to them.

Most of the half-orcs who can cooperate with the wolf in the Misty Mountains are the best in Snaga.

Not only are they well-equipped, their morale must be higher, but they must also be relatively smarter, otherwise they would not be able to communicate with the wolves at all.

Yazneg is one of the best. He played a trick that he thought was very clever at this time.

He sent the 800 or so cannon fodder to attract the attention of the human guards, while he himself led more than [-] wolf cavalry, preparing to attack Wilderness Town from Ximen.

He only wanted to open the gate of this town, so that he could cooperate with the wolf and rush in together, burning, killing and looting in this town.

Under the urging of Yazneg, the wolf cavalry quickly approached the urn city of Ximen, and no one could be seen here.

Yazneg commanded more than 800 orcs, and together with him, he quietly touched the bottom of the Urn City.

Then a ladder was built up, and the wooden city wall was not as high as the brick city wall, only about four meters.

Since the height cannot be connected with the main city wall, Yatiman did not intend to station soldiers on it when designing it, so it is just a wall.

The half-orcs in the Misty Mountains are very capable of climbing. If he is not wearing armor, Yazneg can climb up with his bare hands. Even if he is wearing armor, his speed on the ladder is very fast.

Soon, his head was exposed from the fence, and he quickly observed the surrounding situation, and found that there was no one guarding here. A trace of doubt flashed in his heart, and he felt a trace of something wrong.

Then, the sound of killing from the south interrupted his thinking.

Yazneg stabilized his mind, quickly slid down from the fence, turned around and opened the gate of the Urn City.

All of a sudden, hundreds of orcs rushed in carrying the ladders, and they rushed towards the city gate without stopping, intending to repeat this method and open the second city gate.

At this time, suddenly dozens of jars were thrown from the city wall above the city gate and hit the half-orc. This is Allen's favorite kerosene, and he is never stingy about this kind of material.

Afterwards, hundreds of rockets shot out from the city gate, and the flames rose instantly, igniting a large area of ​​orcs, and then a large number of arrows began to pour towards the orcs entering the urn.

It turned out that Kress and Desaiwei, who had already received the order, had been waiting for them here for a long time with the hundred or so archers.

Even the people who were on guard here were called away on purpose by Jamila, just to see what these half-orcs were up to.

Now, they are waiting.

Under the arrangement of the few of them, there was an extremely tragic scene in Ximen's urn.

Large swaths of flames were burning. After being ignited, many half-orcs made all kinds of crazy actions, rolling on the ground non-stop, cutting off their burning limbs with weapons, and some even crazily moved toward Flee at the gate.

But that's where the archers focus, and they don't shoot those who are tormented by the flames.

But as soon as anyone tries to get close to the gate, their arrows will cover it, shooting any enemy who tries to escape.

Soon, a pile of corpses composed of half-orcs was formed at the gate of the urn city.

Lucky Yazneg, brave Yazneg, because he rushed to the front, and when the oil tank fell, he was about to enter the gate, so he and a dozen of his men who rushed to the front were not killed. Oil tank hit.

At this time, they were slashing and killing the half-orc who was set on fire with panicked faces. He didn't want those flames to come over, he didn't want to be burned to death.

Slowly, under Yazneg's horrified eyes, the flames in the urn subsided, and all the orcs who followed him into the urn did not move at all.

He is extremely regretful now, why can't he leave here with the wolf cavalry, even if the confrontation continues, such a tragic situation will not happen.

He could only look at his mount, the leader of the wolf, from the gate helplessly, hoping that they would rush in to save him.

To his disappointment, those wolves didn't move at all, just looked at him and his men so coldly.

Then, the door behind him slowly opened, and three huge black bears came out of the wide door.

Yazneg turned his head in horror. For a moment, he felt the world spinning, and then his eyes went dark, and his body was thrown out by Beorn's son Grimm.

Grim, who killed Yazneg, roared at the warg outside the gate.

"Aw~ woo"

Amidst this earth-shattering cry, the wolves outside the west gate ran towards the Misty Mountains in a panic, even ignoring a small number of half-orcs who hadn't entered the Urn City.

And Kress, who was following the three skin-changing men, came out, bouncing around to avoid the corpses on the ground, and with the help of Grimm, he closed the gate of the Urn City again.

At this time, the battle on the southern city wall was also over. With the escalation of the black smoke at the west gate, Fimble knew that Yazneg's plan had failed. He also led the remaining wolf cavalry to run towards the misty mountains up.

There were only five hundred or so weakest Snaga left. After the wolf cavalry left, the surviving half-orcs also ran along the ladder one after another.

Jamila didn't arrange for a chase, because it wasn't necessary, and she had other work to do.

In the fighting, humans also killed or injured dozens of soldiers, but Wilderness Town has a sound hospital, so the loss is only a little bit.

Next, Jamila began to arrange personnel to clean up the battlefield and at the same time accept the more than 500 slaves abandoned by the orcs.

Of course, these tasks are naturally done by someone, and Jamila on the city wall, recalling today's battle, looked in the direction of the lonely mountain.

　This is today, thank you all for your continued support
　　
　
(End of this chapter)