Daqin: I, Fusu, can summon the undead

Chapter 69 Angmar: Are You Coming to Die?
At the edge of the Mirkwood, two hundred and one thousand undead have arrived.

The Nightmare Knight Enke, who led the troops, looked at the huge forest in front of him and did not launch an attack immediately.

The forest is the elves' home ground. In addition, elves are mobile, good at archery, and very good at guerrilla warfare. The Mirkwood is the elves' hometown. Elves can react quickly, and it is almost impossible to catch an elf off guard.

Fighting against the elves in the dark forest, even the undead would suffer huge losses. If they rushed in rashly, the 210,000 undead under his command might all fall into the hands of the elves.

So he needed a tactic that was both safe and could put tremendous pressure on the elves, and he had already thought of a solution early on.

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"There are so many!"

At the edge of the dark forest, the elf Ragleon hid in the dense tree canopy, looking through the gaps between the leaves at the endless undead army less than 300 meters away from the forest, with a solemn expression on his face.

With a number of two hundred thousand, if the enemy avoids the elves' strengths and chooses to advance steadily and step by step, the remaining elves in Mirkwood will hardly be able to defeat such a large number of enemies.

The best way to take steady steps is to destroy the forest, commonly known as setting fire to the forest, which can not only destroy the elves' strengths, but also put great pressure on the elves. However, the undead are not so afraid of fire!

"God bless you, please don't set a fire!"

Ragraion couldn't help but pray in his heart.

As Ragraion prayed, the undead outside the forest pushed the catapults to the front of the army and brought in wooden barrels.

Looking at the catapult pushed to the front by the undead, Raglaon had a bad premonition. When he saw the wooden barrels being transported, Raglaon's face turned black.

It has to be so fast. I got slapped in the face right after I finished praying to the Lord God.

It goes without saying that the wooden barrel must be filled with kerosene. After all, the undead don't need to drink water and can't taste wine, so they also brought a catapult.

Seeing the undead putting kerosene on the catapults and preparing to throw the kerosene to burn the forest, Raglaon left quickly. He had to report this as soon as possible so that the tribesmen could prepare earlier.

After Ragraion left, the undead also placed barrels filled with kerosene on the catapult and set them on fire.

A few seconds later, hundreds of fireballs flew out from the front of the undead army and smashed into the dark forest far away.

The burning wooden barrel broke in the forest, and a large amount of kerosene splashed out. In less than a moment, the trees on the edge of the dark forest were on fire, and thick smoke rose up, soon covering the sky and the sun.

Especially now that there was an easterly wind, the fire was fanning the flames. Soon the fire spread deeper into the dark forest.

"Damn, damn undead!"

Looking at the thick smoke rising behind him, even the elegant elf couldn't help but swear.

What you fear the most will come true.

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"Set the forest on fire!"

The Elf Queen's face turned gloomy when she heard the news.

Well, there is no need to hesitate between the overall situation and your homeland.

Considering the overall situation is to protect the homeland. Now that the homeland is about to be burned by the undead, what is the point of considering the overall situation? Without the homeland, what can be done to save the overall situation? The elves will also face difficulties.

We should quickly notify the Elf King Oropher to bring the army back home to put out the fire!
-----the other side-----

The Witch-king of Angmar led his army in a rapid march along the Anduin River. However, due to their fast marching speed, when several cities along the Anduin River discovered them, they did not have enough time to organize their army to intercept them. They could only watch helplessly as the undead went away with dark clouds and dust.

At Saruman's suggestion, the Kingdom of Rhovanion had no choice but to urgently gather troops near Dol Guldur to stop the undead on the plains west of Dol Guldur.

This is the southern border of the Kingdom of Rhovanion and the only plain that is a hundred miles wide.

To the east is not only the Anduin River, but also the Forest of Lórien, Fangorn Forest where the Tree People live, and the Misty Mountains.

The west side is all forest, with denser trees, and it would be very time-consuming to cross.

So if the undead want to quickly support the Dark Lord Sauron, they will definitely follow the Anduin River, take the Gladden Fields, and finally pass through the plains west of Dol Guldur and enter the Great Brown Plains that leads all the way to Mordor.

If the undead entered the great Brown Plains that connected to Mordor, it would be impossible to intercept this undead army that could march over 200 miles day and night, and even the cavalry would not be able to catch up.

(Both cavalrymen and horses need to rest, eat, and sleep, but the undead do not.)
The undead will directly enter Mordor, or cut off the Allied forces' retreat and attack the Allied forces from the front and back together with Mordor.

Under the emergency dispatch of King Rhovanion, the troops near Dol Guldur began to gather rapidly towards Dol Guldur.

At the same time, he ordered the troops in other parts of the Kingdom of Rhovanion to gather and prepare to pursue the undead army. If the blockade failed, they would directly support the allied forces that had already reached the gates of Mordor and continue to fight against the undead.

(At this time, the Kingdom of Rhovanion had not yet received the news that the Undead had sent troops to the Dark Forest.)
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After three days of emergency dispatch, the Kingdom of Rhovanion urgently gathered 30,000 troops on the plains west of Dol Guldur to prepare to stop the undead, and more troops were on the way.

"The undead are coming!"

On the defense line formed by the Rhovanion Kingdom Army, Saruman looked at the dark clouds approaching this side in the sky with an extremely solemn expression.

The undead arrived a day faster than expected.

Now there are only 30,000 troops here to stop the 100,000 undead army. The enemy also has ten skull dragons. Even Saruman is very uncertain.

Gandalf, who was pulled over by Saruman, was even more helpless, his face was almost wrinkled like dried tofu.

Thirty thousand against a hundred thousand, and he had to hold back two skull dragons by himself. Saruman really overestimated him.

It was hard enough for him to deal with one Balrog, how could he deal with two bone dragons that were even more powerful than the Balrog? More importantly, the bone dragons could fly! But Gandalf couldn't fly!
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"You want to stop me with only 30,000 people? You're almost asking for death."

Among the marching undead, the Witch-king of Angmar received the news from the reconnaissance bone eagle and a hint of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Although the skeleton soldiers under his command have poor individual combat power, they are enough to form a sea of ​​undead. Moreover, he also has ten skull dragons and thirty thousand skeleton cavalry. These two are definitely sharp killing weapons on the battlefield, especially on the plains.

This time the enemy chose to intercept him on the route he had to take. Since he couldn't avoid the fight, he might as well defeat the enemy.

Thinking of this, the Witch-king of Angmar immediately divided 30,000 skeleton cavalry into two groups and sent them to both sides of the army. At the same time, he made adjustments to the formation of the marching undead. He wanted to annihilate all the blocking enemies.

(End of this chapter)