Chapter 6 The True Enemy
Carrying the heavens!
The only large-scale restoration magic that Zhao Futu currently masters.
Although the real energy value consumed is too high, the treatment effect is also amazing, and more importantly, it has a wide range of application.
Zhao Futu's move almost immediately changed the situation on the battlefield. Many soldiers who had been seriously injured immediately became more energetic and vigorous after this magical move. They quickly defeated the powerful soldiers in front of them.
The orcs also forced the enemies in the front to collapse, and the collapse gradually spread toward the rear, so panic and trampling occurred uncontrollably.
On a battlefield of this scale!
No matter how strong an individual is, it doesn't have much effect. Even if Zhao Futu explodes with all his strength, it can't compare to the lethality of a team of elite soldiers.
A group of three hundred elite spearmen can kill hundreds of people in five minutes. Zhao Futu's ultimate move can only do so much, and it consumes a lot of energy. So instead of wasting the true energy value to explode, it is better to use it
Restore the health of the soldiers. He only has 5,000 soldiers in total, but the number of enemies is obviously more than 30,000. With more than six times the number difference, the advantage at the beginning cannot determine the final victory.
Once they react!
A more difficult battle is waiting for him, and now he only hopes that the contractors in Helm's Deep can also react.
If a counterattack can be launched from the front, half of the orc army can be easily defeated in a flanking attack. In this way, the pressure on the battlefield can be reduced a lot, and the chance of victory can be increased by at least 30%.
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Rumble!
Zhao Futu had just launched a general attack forward, and soon discovered that there was also panic in the direction of Helm's Deep.
"Are they so aware? They actually launched a counterattack immediately?"
Zhao Futu was somewhat surprised and gathered his soldiers into formation, preparing to defeat the orcs in front of him in one fell swoop. However, what he did not expect was that when he leaped into the air, he did not see the counterattack launched by Helm's Deep. Instead, it was
I saw some strong orcs attacking one of my own people. The movements of those strong orcs were very stiff, but they fought as if they were not afraid of death, and it was difficult to kill them like this.
"Undead?!"
"Who used the spell to resurrect the dead?"
Zhao Futu soon discovered the reason. However, although it was not the people from Helm's Deep who launched the counterattack, such results were enough for him.
"Line up and attack!"
"The spearmen line up! The vine armor soldiers advance! The war elephants charge!"
Zhao Futu began to assemble his army, turned his guns and launched a fierce attack on the defeated orc army.
As long as these powerful orcs can be defeated in one breath, then half of the battle will be won. On such a large-scale battlefield, it is difficult for the defeated soldiers to gather together. Moreover, once the formation collapses, Zhao Futu only needs to divide and encircle them.
Kill them, and then let the mobile troops chase the enemy, and you can easily cause more than tens of thousands of enemies!
You know, all his soldiers now are killing machines!
Boom, boom, boom!
Amidst a burst of passionate war drums, the war elephant army regrouped together. Due to the initial losses, only seventy or eighty war elephants were left.
The strength of the strong orcs is obviously very strong. More than thirty war elephants were surrounded and killed by the enemy, or died from javelin throws. However, so many war elephants were enough for Zhao Futu to launch a full-scale charge. In
Under his command, the War Elephant Legion assembled into formation and charged towards the repulsed Orc soldiers in front with a 600-meter-long front!
"The vine-armored soldiers advance in the middle! The elite spearmen line up on the left and right!"
"The crossbowmen retreat!"
Zhao Futu commanded his soldiers and inserted them into the enemy's formation like a sharp knife.
Then the enemy's formation was completely destroyed in an instant. After the war elephant charged, the strong orc's military formation completely collapsed, and the vine armor soldiers and spearmen who followed behind easily harvested the enemy's lives. But because of this charge, the battle
The number of the elephant corps has dropped sharply again, to forty or fifty. It is difficult to launch a full-scale charge battle.
Moreover, the remaining war elephants were all seriously injured, and Zhao Futu did not have the ability to heal them!
"Rout!"
"Catch up! Don't let anyone go!"
In this kind of battle involving more than tens of thousands of people, once the entire front line collapses, it will be a huge rout.
The fleeing orc soldiers collided with themselves. The fleeing soldiers in the front blocked the path of the soldiers in the rear, and then pushed them all the way back. Eventually, it turned into a complete collapse of the ten thousand strong orc soldiers on the front line. Only less than half of the soldiers on the front line collapsed.
After hours of fighting, Zhao Futu had accumulated the victory of killing nearly ten thousand enemies, and only a small half of the soldiers who fled on the front line fled back.
The enemy was repulsed!
Zhao Futu stared at the battlefield in front of him. There were only about three thousand soldiers left under his command.
Although he successfully defeated the Orc Army, he also suffered nearly half of the casualties. The entire battlefield was littered with corpses, and the blood had dyed the plains within several kilometers red.
"victory!"
"We are victorious!"
Zhao Futu vaguely heard the cheers coming from Helm's Deep, but his expression did not relax at all.
The nightmare space not only dropped him here, but also allowed him to carry 5,000 units of soldiers. It is absolutely impossible for the enemy to be of this level, and the nightmare space will not give such a high mission reward. Besides, if Zhao Futu remembers correctly,
, near dawn, the plot character Gandalf will also bring back a reinforcement force from the Rohan Kingdom.
Now that the orcs have been successfully repelled, Gandalf has not yet brought reinforcements, so the battle cannot end so quickly!
really.
Just as Zhao Futu was regrouping his army, the Orc soldiers who had been scattered in the distance gathered again amidst the sound of horns.
Boom, boom, boom!
There was a trembling sound from the ground in the distance.
At the end of the line of sight, in a place called Fangorn Forest, a large group of trees suddenly swayed, and then tall tree men walked out of the forest one after another. They walked with heavy steps, from strong to strong.
The orcs passed through the military formation and gradually approached Helm's Deep in front of them. On the branches of these tree men, some traces of withered flesh could be faintly seen.
"Treant?!"
"Damn it! Did the original reinforcements become the current enemy? Doesn't that mean that Saruman was not attacked by the tree people, and Isengard's Iron Fortress continued to create orcs and build an orc army?"
"Where is Saruman?"
"If he hadn't been attacked by the tree army led by Treebeard, where would he be now?"
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The walls of Helm's Deep.
The originally cheering shouts of victory suddenly stopped!
Everyone looked solemnly at the distant trees, the approaching trees, and the orc army that was reorganizing to attack.
A shrill scream suddenly echoed across the sky!
Many people couldn't help but cover their ears with their hands in pain. In their field of vision, they could see a huge flying dragon gradually approaching from a distance, and sitting on the flying dragon's body was a fully armed knight.
"Nagul!?"
At this moment, even the contractors on the city wall couldn't help but look ugly.
The flying dragon roared past everyone's heads!
A series of sharp screams echoed, and after circling around the walls of Helm's Deep, the Nazgul drove the flying dragons below to swoop down towards Zhao Futu's military formation.
A wounded war elephant was picked up by a huge flying dragon and then thrown directly into the spear phalanx.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and more than ten soldiers were smashed into pieces on the spot.
The corner of Zhao Futu's mouth twitched, and his expression suddenly became extremely gloomy, just as the flying dragon in the sky swooped down again.
Sonorous!
The Xuanbing heavy sword on Zhao Futu's waist was instantly unsheathed!
A golden sword light that seemed to be substantial suddenly burst out, piercing the sky in an instant, and struck directly on the flying dragon's neck.
A hideous wound three meters long appeared!
A large amount of blood spilled down, and the flying dragon screamed in pain, struggled precariously in the sky for a few times, and then gradually stabilized.
The ring spirit pressed its hands with steel arm guards on the flying dragon's wound. The hideous wound originally left by Zhao Futu's sword immediately regenerated quickly. It only took a short minute or two to recover.
about there.
Boom, boom, boom!
The Ringwraiths no longer launched attacks rashly, but just hovered above the Orcs' military formation.
Hundreds of tree men have approached the battlefield, and an army of more than 30,000 orcs has gathered again.
Chapter completed!