Bright Moon Fairy King

Late autumn has arrived, and light rain falls sparsely in the early morning sky. In the wasteland of Smaug, a fully equipped orc army swept across the entire wasteland like a black flood. The cold weather made these orcs even more nervous. The ferocity also urged them to move forward.

"go ahead!"

"Speed ​​me up!"

Some Orcs who were marching slowly were whipped by the Orc Supervisory Team behind them, where their faces were not covered by the Orc helmets. With such a whip, the marching speed increased immediately.

The Woodland Kingdom is also busy preparing military supplies and living supplies. This will be a protracted war. Food is very important for the elves, and they have relatively few edible foods, which are only vegetables and fruits. and honey, which are things that are not easy to preserve.

The orcs are different. They are like locusts devouring all moving creatures. Even if their comrades die in battle, what they are waiting for is not a funeral, but will be eaten up quickly.Evil and cruelty are their calling cards, and bloodthirst and destruction are their nature.

On the other side, the orcs in Moria in the south are already halfway through their journey. They are like ghosts in the tunnels. The creatures on the ground have no idea that there are terrible devils underground.

In the great wasteland of Rovanion, elves and humans were marching.The human army rode in front. In front of the human army, Gandalf and Arathorn were discussing while riding on their horses.

They still found no sign of the orcs.

"Gandalf, where is the other army? Can you use your magic to find it"?

Gandalf said with some frustration, "I don't have that ability. They are like ghosts and do not exist in this world."

The two communicated briefly for a while, and then continued on their way. Time was tight, and every minute and every second was particularly important.

The elven army behind the human beings has a strict military appearance and well-equipped equipment. This is an elite force that makes people applaud at the sight of it.They wore golden armor, held bows and spears as tall as themselves, and had scimitars at their waists.

The armor was crafted using the exquisite craftsmanship of the Noldor elves.When an elf wears golden armor, that's okay, but when all these institutions appear, when the dazzling light collides with the well-trained military appearance of the elves, it will create a breathtaking oppression. feel.

In the Woodland Kingdom, Thranduil and Legolas separated from each other, each leading two thousand elven soldiers to the entrance to the south and north.

Oroviel rode Shadow Chaser forward, followed by the five hundred tree men behind him with broad steps.

In the evening, a group of uninvited guests came to the northern intersection where Thranduil was guarding. They were residents of Chang Lake Town and soldiers from Chang Lake Town. They were led by Bard. It seems like it can be blown away.

Bard walked up to Thranduil and said, "The great king Thranduil, the elf king, our mayor heard that the orcs were coming, so he hurriedly packed up the gold and fled in a small boat. He abandoned us, and we had no choice but to do so. Come down and ask for your asylum, we can fight for you!”

Thranduil thought for a moment and then asked the elven soldiers to take the old, weak, sick and disabled to the Woodland Kingdom first, while the young men and soldiers stayed behind.

There are not many people in Changhu Town who can fight, only 700 people, but these 700 people still have a lot of water, and only 200 people are real soldiers.

The dark night is coming quietly. The moon tonight is very round and the moonlight is very beautiful.But this is destined to be a bloody night.

On a small mountain 200 meters away from the northern entrance of the Woodland Kingdom, a very large wooden pillar stood here with four wooden flags like bat wings. Next to the flags, a pale-skinned orc squinted. The round tawny eyes looked towards the woodland kingdom not far away.

He is Borg. After trekking, he led dozens of his confidants to come here. He decided to establish his own command center here.

Borg summoned an orc, "Go, pull the flag, let our army see the signal and prepare to fight."

After receiving the order, the orc walked to the flag and pulled hard, and the four wooden bat wings unfolded instantly.The orcs, who were still 1000 meters away from the Woodland Kingdom, were running quickly...

The earth was trembling, and the black torrent was already approaching.

Thranduil looked at the dark orc army ahead, and the war was about to break out.He issued combat orders and asked the elven soldiers to line up in a neat square formation. The first few hundred elves were spearmen holding huge shields as tall as people, and all the following were archers with scimitars on their waists.

The outermost elf soldiers, the front row squatted and held human-height shields diagonally, and the back row held human-height shields resting on giant shields. There was a gap between the shields, and they held their spears Stick out from the gap.In this way, they formed a typical turtle shell formation, and the archers behind them all set up their bows and arrows. They raised their bows and arrows diagonally upwards and waited for the order to be issued.