The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 488 All Tactical Switchers
  "It seems that you are the last Oak. I can grant you generosity. You are qualified to choose your own way of death. Maybe you can also consider suicide?"

"Elves!"

Located in a corner of Hobbiton, a weak, helpless and pitiful Oak was being blocked by an elf wearing a green golden flower cloak. At this moment, he was roaring desperately at the elf.

It was an elf with a tall and straight body and a melodious voice. The faint golden light emitted from his body made him look as sacred and approachable as an angel walking out of a painting.

Of course, the premise is that you ignore the hundreds of Orc corpses that have fallen beside the opponent, as well as the sharp spear stained with the black blood of Orcs in your hand!
  Facing the elf's plain tone, Oak felt as if he had been insulted, so he raised the scimitar in his hand and rushed forward and shouted:

"Go to hell, elf!"

"It's a pity that you chose the most painful path."

Unfortunately, such a meaningless resistance was easily resolved by the elf with a slight pick of the spear, and then the sharp spear tip was aimed at the Oak's throat and stabbed hard.

With just a pop, Oak's unsuspecting neck was pierced by the spear, and finally he collapsed to the ground weakly and began to twitch.

"Tch~ They are really evil creatures. They are like dirt living in the shadows and cannot be touched by the light. Even ordinary people cannot allow them to breed."

The blond elf was Glorfindel. He raised his left foot and kicked the twitching corpse on the ground hard, his eyes full of disdain.

As an elf living in the First Era, he can be kind to any elves, humans, and even dwarves, but it cannot be Orcs.

The final destination of this evil creature is to turn into a corpse and rot in the soil!
  "Uh... Lord Glorfindel, I have prepared a pony for you as a mount. I hope you won't dislike it."

Just behind Glorfindel, Bilbo, who had witnessed the entire battle with his own eyes, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and then led a pony to behind the opponent and whispered a signal.

Sure enough, you should go out for more walks. It turns out that elves are such ferocious creatures. The feeling is completely different from how it was groomed!

Glorfindel jumped onto the pony. He first confirmed that there were no remaining Orcs in Hobbiton, and then smiled and thanked Bilbo:
  "Thank you, Mr. Bilbo. Regarding the bill for purchasing the horses, you can go to Rohan to settle the bill. I think he will be happy to reimburse you."

"Oh...actually no need..."

"Then I will take the first step. May the light always shine on you, my friend."

However, before Bilbo could finish his words, Glorfindel hurriedly left Hobbiton along the East-West Road, leaving Bilbo alone and messy in the wind.

He also hopes to stay and get acquainted with this interesting hobbit. However, Bree in the east is still under the clouds of war, and he must hurry up and rush to support.

Fortunately, Bilbo didn't care about Lord Golden Flower's somewhat presumptuous rudeness. He just shouted loudly to the other person's retreating back:
  "Good luck to you, Lord Glorfindel!"

You must know that this is the safe zone in the easternmost part of Middle-earth, the Shire. Even here has been invaded by Orcs on such a scale, so the situation in the west will definitely be even worse.

Faced with this situation, Bilbo could only choose to pray secretly in his heart, hoping that Glorfindel could bring Bree a glimmer of hope of life.

————Bree, on the city wall

The kind-hearted Bilbo sincerely hopes that the people in Bree can avert the danger, but the cruelty of reality cannot stop the evil attack at all:

"Hurry up, climb up the city wall, don't leave any place for humans to stand, mix it with their infantry, and make their archers unable to perform!"

Orc leader Bolger has now arrived on the city wall. The sharp-edged warhammer in his hand looks extremely powerful. Even elves can hardly withstand the opponent's attack, let alone humans?

brush--

"Wow ah ah-"

Facing the repeated attacks of Bolger's war hammer, the militiamen holding shields were unable to resist him or even combine their strength. In an instant, dozens of militiamen were thrown off the city wall.

Although the long battle has already made Bolger uncontrollably tired, the warhammer in his hand, which is already covered in layers of flesh and blood, can continuously replenish his strength.

Under Bolger's lead, the inspired Oaks also rushed towards the ladder brandishing their weapons. The terrifying number of black people was enough to even make the archers on the city wall despair!
  The Sheriff on the other side of the city wall also noticed the fighting taking place here. Seeing Bolger killing everyone on the city wall, he couldn't help shouting in fear:

"Hurry, stop that monster quickly, we must not let more Occasions climb the city wall!"

After hearing this, several mercenaries from the tavern rushed in the direction of Bolger. They were stronger than ordinary militiamen, so they naturally had the courage to face powerful enemies.

One of the mercenaries raised his spear and threw it at the opponent's back. The sharp spearhead easily penetrated the armor embedded between his own bones and flesh, causing Bolger to howl in pain:
  "Roar! Human smash!"

"Go to hell, monster!"

"Don't be afraid, everyone. He is so big and must be heavier like an ogre. As long as we can find the right opportunity, we can still kill him!"

Seeing that the time was ripe, the surrounding mercenaries also swarmed forward, trying to use their numerical advantage to attack Bolger's vital points and kill him.

However, these human warriors did not notice at all that the warhammer in Bolger's hand was constantly emitting ghostly red light, which was continuously injected into his body!

Roar! ! !
  Bolger's blood vessels immediately bulged around his eye sockets. With his face red and warm, he turned angrily to look at the humans who were trying to get close to him. Then he swung his war hammer at lightning speed and slammed it down.

Without mercy or humanity, the war hammer smashed the unfortunate mercenary's head into a rotten watermelon like a meteorite impact, and then even most of his body was directly smashed into pulp by this terrifying force!

At the same time, a cool force began to enter its body along the war hammer, and began to heal the injuries on its back caused by sneak attacks. Bolger reached out without mercy and pulled out the spear from his back, not caring about the barb on it and tearing off a piece of his own flesh. Looking at the war hammer, his face was filled with a crazy smile.

It is indeed the weapon of Sauron's master, it can actually have such a magical effect!

The Sword of Kane... has a strange name, but with its help, capturing Bree will be easy!
  "Continue to attack, destroy the city gate, kill all humans... leave no one behind!"

Bolger kept swinging his war hammer to repel the surrounding militia, and soon cleared a large area of ​​land on the city wall, and successfully ensured that a large number of Orcs successfully climbed onto the city wall.

Outside the city, an ogre with a huge boulder tied to his head was rushing towards the city wall against the overwhelming arrows on the arrow tower, and then aimed his head in the direction of the city gate and slammed into it:
  DUANG——

The wooden city gate could not stop the ogre's brutal impact. Although the ogre subsequently fell into a coma due to a severe head injury, he still succeeded in destroying the city gate!

The tens of thousands of Orcs outside the city finally got their chance. Although the midday sun made them feel a little uncomfortable, they still swarmed in and rushed into Bree out of bloodthirsty.

In an instant, screams, wails, and Oak's hunting-like excited roars merged into one, and the entire town of Bree turned into a hell on earth at this moment!
  "The city gate was lost, and the Orcs rushed in!"

"Sheriff, the city wall is hopeless. Let's quickly enter the city and prepare for street fighting!"

"We have mobilized in advance. Those farmers who can fight have been assigned weapons. Now is not the time to give up!"

……

After hearing the suggestions from the Dúnedain rangers around him, the Sheriff couldn't help but turn his head to look at the militiamen who were worried about what might happen to their families, and finally ordered helplessly:
  "Retreat, all soldiers retreat to Central Street, and let all the old, weak, women and children take refuge in the center of the town. That is our last hope!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the militiamen who were still struggling to support them immediately retreated back in a swarm, handing over the city walls and gates to Oak.

They didn't want to give up, but there were too many Oaks, and there were already an influx of Oaks in the city. They had to go back to protect their families.

Facing the completely defeated guards, the Sheriff also understood that Bree might not be able to bear it anymore, so he could only shout hysterically:
  "Archers, go to the roof and continue shooting at the Oaks. The rest of you will gather in the market immediately!"

The old-fashioned plate armor on his body was already covered with scars, and the only thing he could hope for now was that reinforcements from nowhere could arrive as soon as possible.

However, all this resistance was in vain. The defense lines of armed farmers and militiamen were quickly defeated by trolls comparable in size to Chaos Trolls and a large number of Orcs. In the end, they could only continue to shrink the defense line.

"Kill all humans, leaving no one behind!"

Bolger stared wildly at the scene that had descended into a hell on earth. The smell of blood from countless human corpses fascinated him, and the wailing of women and children increased his appetite.

Since the Sword of Kane still contains the remaining divine power of the Bloody Hand God, although this war hammer can still continuously enhance Bolger's power, it also has the same impact on him.

At this moment, he was slaughtering the remaining Bree militia and Dúnedain rangers without restraint, and the war was constantly healing his injuries.

In the end, Bree failed to hold on, and this town that had experienced hundreds of years of peace was eventually affected by the war, and eventually became an Orc paradise!

Thousands of human captives and Dunedin prisoners were seen being tied up with ropes by the Orcs and driven out of the city, apparently preparing to take them back to Gundabad and the Misty Mountains to serve as slaves.

Orcs also enslave humans, but compared to Sauron's high-quality use of Eastern human servants, Orcs' use of slaves is much rougher:
  Whether it is directly eating human flesh or using various methods to torture humans, or even making them kill each other, these are the best ways for Oak to treat human slaves.

This time, thousands of human slaves can be directly captured. Such a huge number is even enough to satisfy the violent bloodlust that the Orcs have accumulated for several years!
  "Well done, so that I can successfully complete the mission of my lord Sauron and rebuild a new Kingdom of Angmar here... No, it is the Kingdom of Bolger!"

Looking at the looted Bree, Bolger couldn't help but excitedly waved his war hammer and smashed several passing slaves into pulp, and then rode away on the warg under the fanatical eyes of the Orcs.

"Bolger! Bolger! Bolger!"

The Oaks cheered wildly. The dark forces have been recuperating in the dark these years, and now they can finally stand up and avenge their shame!

However, this group of Oaks who were celebrating at this moment did not know that in a fortress far away in the Eregian region, a large group of elven soldiers had completed their assembly and were heading towards the city with the help of trucks and armored personnel carriers. Advance to Gundabad.

That's right, while the Orc army commanded by Bolger was busy attacking all human strongholds west of the Misty Mountains, Rohan was also doing the same thing as him:
  Change house!

——Three days later, Mount Angmar

woohoo~
  The horrifying sound of the horn, like the scream of a phoenix, is constantly echoing in the Etten Wasteland, causing the wild ogres and Orcs living in the mountain streams to start fleeing in panic.

Of course, compared to these wild orcs who were able to flee because they did not submit to Azog's command, the Orcs stationed in Gundabad Fortress were not so lucky:
  "It's almost time... get ready!"

As the attack horn was blown, Rohan first nodded to the rocket launchers waiting for orders next to him, then raised his hands and began to prepare to cast magic.

The lack of magical wind did make it difficult for him to cast spells. Even Archaon on the other side of the mountain also needed to use blood sacrifice to successfully cast magic.

But what is different from the past is that this time Rohan does not intend to continue to rely on the convenient magical wind. Because the magical wind is the source of demon survival, Rohan believes that it is time for him to stay away from them.

In this case, why not try the magic you learned from your masters, Cirdan and Glorfindel?
  "Ah~ let the storm come more violently!"

Under the suspicious gazes of the surrounding dark elf soldiers, Rohan suddenly opened his arms and looked at the sky in a posture that seemed to praise the sun, muttering some incantations that they could not understand.

This... seems to be a little different from the magic in their traditional impression?

　PS: The gout has returned...Gah ga ga, it hurts me to deathДO
  　　
  　
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