The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 517 Watching the fireworks~

"Kill all the elves and attack!"

In the seemingly bottomless pit of the abyss, Bolger, the son of Azog, was the first to rush out with a blood-red war hammer, aiming at an Elf Gunner who tried to resist with his sword and swung it at him.

And behind him were densely packed heavily armored Oaks and fully armed Trolls!

It turns out that Azog had already expected that the battle against Gushan would be extremely difficult, so he had already sent earth worms to sneak into the underground of Gushan, ready to launch a surprise attack on Gushan at any time.

The poor Elf Gunner was obviously no match for Bolger, who held Kane's Warhammer. His head was smashed in just one encounter, and he was then overwhelmed by the swarming Orc army.

The sudden change in the rear quickly attracted the attention of the Black Guards who had not yet participated in the battle. They quickly set up a shield wall to stop them and shouted at the same time:

"Enemy attack! Defend the enemy from the rear!"

However, the sudden appearance of the five caves clearly exceeded all the elves' expectations, and the artillery at the bottom of the lonely mountain quickly began to evacuate.

Although the artillerymen of the dark elves are also well-trained warriors, they are expected to fight against the overwhelming Orcs and trolls with only a thin sword...

This difficulty is not ordinary!

"Kill them all!"

"Let the blood of elves stain the entire earth!"

The Oaks inside the tunnel rushed outside one after another. They bullied the weak and feared the strong, thinking that they could smoothly attack the enemy's rear.

However, the cruel reality soon gave them a blow, because their eyes quickly shifted as the elves retreated, revealing a pile of short stacks behind them that were difficult to detect.

He is a dwarf from the Angland clan!

"Okay, bearded dwarves, our allies are being attacked by a group of evil creatures. It's time for us to fulfill our promise!"

Belega, the patriarch of the Angland clan, was standing at the front of the queue holding the ancestral sacred hammer of the Eight Peaks Mountain. At the same time, he did not forget to tap his shield with the hammer from time to time.

Since Rohan has been promised to come to the Eight Peaks Mountain to participate in the war, how could Belegar, a traditional dwarf, be unwilling to help Rohan even after receiving benefits?

Behind him, there were thousands of dwarf warriors and long-bearded warriors who followed the Angland clan to Lonely Mountain, and together they erected an indestructible high steel... low wall in front of the gate of Lonely Mountain!

As the first dwarf kingdom to reach a military alliance with Rohan, the individual weapons and equipment of the Angland clan are naturally full of 'spirit':

"Fire Dragon Attacks!"

Following the war cry of the dwarves, a dozen dwarves carrying dark-elite flamethrowers immediately rushed to the front of the battle formation, and then aimed the nozzles at the caves that looked like fixed targets.

hum-

With a burst of fierce orange-red fire pouring out from the nozzle, the igniter instantly ignited the dragon oil sprayed from the high-pressure pump, causing the raging fire to turn into more than a dozen fire dragons and pounce on the Oaks in the distance!

Azog was able to predict the deployment of the dark elves in the Lonely Mountain, couldn't Rohan be allowed to counter-predict Azog's strategies and tactics?

After all, all Azog's trump cards have been exposed in the original movie, and they are simply a bright card for Lohan!

He had already guessed that the Oaks were likely to launch a sneak attack on Lonely Mountain through earth worms, so he specially reserved reserve troops inside Lonely Mountain, and also asked the dwarves to help protect the rear front.

This kind of tunnel fighting is the strength of the dwarves!

"Hmph, hum, ahhhhh--"

In an instant, the blazing fire swallowed up the cave that the worms had come out of, and the Oaks who were trying to rush out of the cave were instantly covered in sticky fire oil, and even began to burn through their limbs!

The Oaks, who were in panic because they were ignited, began to fall to the ground and rolled continuously. The splashing fire oil also spread to other surrounding Oaks, causing the fire to begin to spread in the cave.

Even the rough-skinned trolls could not withstand such terrifying heat, so the Orcs' attack was quickly stopped by the raging flames.

"Dwarf... why not Thorin Oakenshield, where is he?!"

The tragic situation in the cave soon attracted the attention of Azog on Raven Ridge, and he saw that his animal teeth were biting together tightly at this moment, as if he wanted to eat those dwarves alive right away!

Azog the Blasphemer had an old grudge against the Durin dwarves, so he loved the house and hated all dwarves.

However, as a commander, his reason finally suppressed his desire for revenge. He just ordered Oak, who was behind him to control the flag, again:

"Destroy those dwarves and let all our Orogs attack!"

Wuwuwu——

As the sharp horns of the Oaks came again from Raven Ridge, more and more trolls began to join the battle, fighting against the black guards of Nagarond in front.

Although the dwarf's ballistae and the elves' cannon can also kill a large number of trolls, the pressure on the Black Guards is also increasing.

There are simply too many Oaks, and the front lines that have been torn apart by the world's she-monsters will soon be filled by the successive Oaks, doubling the pressure on the black soil to maintain stability!

What's more, further away in the Lonely Mountain Plain, there are countless alienated trolls from Mordor carrying huge trebuchets, and they are slowly advancing towards the Lonely Mountain:

"Trebuchet... let's get our rockets ready for launch. It's not time to use the mages yet."

Daario on the city wall was the first to notice these war machines approaching the Lonely Mountain, but after thinking for a moment, he issued his own combat order.

Due to the lack of magical wind, the spell duration of the Elf Sages from the Wild Hunt elves is not enough to support a long burst, so they can only be used at critical moments.

However, the huge role that the trebuchet can play cannot be ignored, so a large number of rockets accumulated in advance have become high-quality and low-priced long-range fire support.

Again, since the Black Guards are so resistant, then just give them a hard time~

brush brush --

As more and more Oaks began to gather, the rocket launcher on the city wall that was ready to go immediately began to shoot out rapid fire pillars, aiming at the assembled Oak formation below.

Facing such a large-scale enemy force, there is no need to aim even the rockets, just light them where there are the most earthquakes!

"It's so beautiful, just like fireworks..."

"Yes, I remember that you haven't seen fireworks for more than a hundred years. It seems that there was some kind of ban in the previous life that did not allow fireworks?"

"Ah, it's been a long time since I felt the New Year like now." On the redwood throne, Rohan narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the fireworks that were lighting up in the distance of the hall, and together with Flare, he began to comment on the splendor of the fireworks.

Perhaps because of his resentment towards certain unreasonable measures in his previous life, Lohan has never been very resistant to all kinds of brilliant fireworks.

What's more, his and Flare's characters are very suitable after hundreds of years of running-in. They basically pursue the kind of youth that explodes in a short period of time, which is commonly known as explosion is art.

After all, he firmly believed that even a powerful god of war like Khorne would not be able to withstand a ton of TNT bombing on his Zhiyang!

"Hey~ Why do you have such disgusting thoughts? Do you still plan to expose Khorne?"

As a soul connected with Luo Han, Flare could naturally feel the dirty thoughts in his heart, so he gave his negative review without hesitation.

What should I do if my host is a pervert? Urgent, waiting online!

Lohan didn't take it seriously. After all, the relationship between Yao Yan and him over the years could no longer be described as close. After all, who wants to take a shower with a goddess as an audience next to him~

The surrounding life breath was constantly entering his body through the red wood throne. While leisurely enjoying the joy of gaining strength by crossing his legs, Luo Han hummed:

"Wait slowly, we are not in a hurry. It will take some time for the little calf Ai Changen to come over. During this time, I will be able to hold him back."

"What do you want to do again?"

"When I meet Archaon later, I'm going to start with Solar Flare, then Beast Bite seizes the opportunity to get close, and finally I use Solar Eclipse to use a set of silky little combos to take him away. How about that? "

Rohan enthusiastically shared his tactics with Flare. It was obvious that he had been planning how to defeat Archaon a long time ago.

His master, Lord Glorfindel of the Golden Flower, could be said to have crushed him and Archaon in strength a few years ago, but now he is still a bit embarrassed by his little combos?

He still couldn't believe that even the master could suffer such heavy losses from this set of tactics, let alone Archaon!

However, it is obvious that the brains of two gods are sometimes more reliable than one god. For example, as a bystander, Flare is much more rational than Rohan:

"This style of play is indeed very powerful, but I have another question for you. Have you ever considered how big the consequences of this style of play will be?"

"Um……"

Hearing Flare's obviously taunting voice, Rohan's originally confident chest deflated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then he leaned against the throne as weakly as a walking zombie.

Yes, the power of that move [Solar Flare] alone is enough to be compared with the enlarged version of Casadora's Comet, not to mention that the subsequent Solar Eclipse is also an explosive range skill.

It may work wonders for clearing a large area of ​​enemy soldiers, but for Archaon, whose strength is comparable to that of Rohan, the Eternal Chosen can only deal damage with close-range bursts.

There is no way, who makes him lack the means to cause direct harm?

Thinking of this, Luo Han couldn't help but recall the master-level figures in this field in his memory, and finally couldn't help but secretly sigh:

"Hey, maybe I should bring Morathi. With her black magic skills, she can definitely pose a big threat to Archaon."

"Hmph~ As long as I'm here, how can I still need her?"

"Ah, yes, yes, you are enough~"

Flare was obviously very unhappy with Rohan's sigh just now, but it was indeed the case. With the power of the star, she had to regret that her strength was not enough to directly threaten Archaon.

But it doesn’t matter, time will eventually bring about changes!

Although Rohan still wanted to continue chatting with Flare, he calculated that the time should be approaching for Archaon, so he stood up from the throne, stretched his body and said seriously:

"We have almost finished watching the fireworks. It is estimated that the Dongyi army from Mordor will arrive at Lonely Mountain soon. Now is the time to go out and meet our guests."

"Well, let's go!"

Accompanied by the energetic encouragement of the flare, a dazzling light instantly rose from the Gushan Palace, and then turned into a golden meteor and flew towards the outside of Gushan.

————Gushan, Raven Ridge

If Rohan in the Lonely Mountain could still enjoy the fireworks leisurely in the palace, then Azog could only roar incompetently in anger.

You have to ask why, because he was the one who was hit by the fireworks:

"Give me an attack at all costs, these elves can't hold on for much longer!"

Azog's beast eyes were constantly flashing with a frightening cold light, and his once pale skin was emitting a faint chill, making Raven Ridge seem to be enveloped in a puff of smoke.

Seeing the once powerful army under his command being turned upside down by the strange fireworks flying out of Gushan, he wanted to tear up the bastards who invented and manufactured these disgusting weapons!

(The great mechanic Anson: Aqiu~ who has not appeared in nearly a hundred chapters)

However, even though the commander was already so angry, a short-sighted Oak still chose to step forward tremblingly and asked:

"Commander, although we have caused serious losses to the elves, our soldiers seem to be unable to hold on any longer. Do we need to consider withdrawing some of them to rest?"

"Rest?!"

Hearing that his subordinate dared to ask the troops to retreat under such circumstances, Azog's eyes almost popped out of his head with anger, and then he grabbed his subordinate's neck and angrily shouted:

"Only those Oaks who have died are qualified to rest and recuperate. Damn cannon fodder like you, how can you be qualified to rest and recuperate? You are serving the future of Oaks, go and fight!"

However, it is a pity that the situation on the front line will not be eased by his empty words. After all, compared to the dark elves caught in a bloody battle, the death methods of the Oaks are even more bizarre.

The battle only lasted less than two hours, but the fierce battle on the front line had already killed more than tens of thousands of Orcs and hundreds of Trolls, which greatly shook the morale of the Orcs.

The Orcs of Gundabad are indeed tall and mighty, and even the standing soldiers of Gondor can hardly compete with them.

But obviously, compared to the dark elves, their strength is still much lower!

Just when Azog was still furious, he heard a burst of undisguised gloating and ridicule coming from behind him:

"Yo yo yo, isn't this a blasphemer? I haven't seen you for a few days and you are acting like this?"

　PS: There are no fireworks to watch in Shanghai, what about you over there QAQ

　　

　

(End of this chapter)