The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

While Yunfeng and his group were still figuring out how to deliver an electric cannon to Uvasa and his gang of hotheads, sparks were already flying from the hooves of Omske's group!

Ever since they were horrified to discover that the orc army had successfully bypassed them (or rather, they had successfully bypassed the orc army...), these Lagrange brutes rushed back with all their might. However, the clever Omske quickly realized that it seemed futile to rush back now...

It's estimated that Lulong Fortress has been fighting the orcs for a long time. Omsk thought that there was probably no hope in a direct battle, so he decided to do his job. So Omsk led his knights to sweep up the lone orcs along the way. And you know what? Quite a few orcs had fallen behind along the way! They even cut down several hundred wolf rider squads!

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“There shouldn’t be any more orcs behind them! We need to get to the main battlefield!” Omsk said in a low voice to the knights as he slowly tossed the orc corpses hanging from his lances.

Now there are no enemy troops behind them, and only the main force of the orcs remains in front of them. Those lone orc groups that tried to regroup and their wolf riders who were gathering together have been crushed into this land by the Knights! The vegetation here will surely grow well this year!

"For the Kingdom!" the Lagrange Vanguard Knights roared, gripping their lances tightly.

"Set off! For the kingdom! Lulong Fortress is calling!" Omske waved his arm, his black and white battle aura shining brightly!

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"Damn it! What tricks are those orcs up to now?" Renault sat panting on the cold city wall, looking up at the sun high in the sky with a helpless expression.

"The King hasn't replied yet?" Lafit Anton walked over expectantly, looking at the crowd.

“The kingdom’s griffin knights haven’t come in a long time!” Renault lay lazily on the ground, motionless, only his breathing proving that he was still alive.

"I hope nothing bad happens..." Luke and Merck exchanged a glance.

The "Four Giants of Lulong" exchanged glances and then their expressions turned ugly; they all fell silent.

"Don't tell the soldiers! Stay calm... The king is in better shape than we thought! Those sixth-tier warriors aren't pushovers!" Renault shook his head, signaling to the men not to scare themselves. Right now, the only thing keeping them fighting for their lives against the orc army was the glory of Lagrang!
"The moat has been filled in!" Lafitte Anthony peeked out and then quickly pulled his head back in.

"It's tied this morning!" Renault said in a muffled breath.

"I think the orcs have stormed the south city?" Luke Leopold frowned as he looked at Reno, because there were still many orc carcasses on the ground, and not far away, an orc's head was still spinning with a dripping sound, which for a moment looked strangely cute...

"Just the first outer city wall!" Renault glanced at him indifferently before falling silent.

"What's the situation with the east and west walls?" Lafitte Anthony asked, looking at the two brothers.

"The orcs aren't too much of a threat; they basically charge a few times and then retreat!" Merck Leopold explained the situation on his side.

"The orcs are basically feigning an attack..." Luke Leopold shook his head. "The orcs in the north have also fallen silent; they haven't launched an attack today." Lafitte Anthony chuckled self-deprecatingly. This was certainly not a good thing! When the orcs did this, it meant they were tightening their fists, gathering strength to deliver a fatal blow to Lulong!

In fact, at this moment, Akhorn and Adonnafi were already in the orc army not far from Lulong Fortress, gazing at the Lagrange Dragon Banner fluttering in the wind above the fortress.

"Are you sure you don't have any sixth-tier combat power?" Akhorn asked impatiently. He couldn't wait to twist off the heads of the humans in the fortress! How dare those lowly bastards wound His Highness Akhorn!
“Of course, those humans are already exhausted, both physically and mentally. If they were at the sixth level, they would have stepped forward long ago!” Adonafi analyzed, thinking himself clever, and his analysis was, of course, quite correct.

"Shall we take them down today?" Akhorn grinned cruelly. (Heaven knows how cruelty could be seen on a skull's face.)

"No, no, no! We need to wear down their last morale today! Tomorrow this great fortress will fall!" Adanna calmly gazed at Lulong Fortress, the flames of his soul flickering slowly in his empty eye sockets.

"Order all soldiers to attack the city without stopping! I don't need them to scale the walls, but they must put enough pressure on those humans! They cannot rest today!" Adonnafi said coldly.

"Yes, sir!" The orc leader bowed his head and left, accepting the order.

"Woo-woo-woo!" As the orc's lousy horn sounded, the area around Lulong Fortress seemed to come alive, and all the orcs began to move!

"Damn it! Full attack! Get back to your assigned defense zones! The city stands as long as we live!" Renault sprang to his feet, grabbed his longsword, and roared as he reached the city wall.

"Remember! Don't fight head-on! If things don't go well, retreat to the central city!" Renault instructed them before they left. If everyone dies, even if the fortress is defended, it's useless. So, staying alive is the key task now!
Lulong Fortress truly lives up to its name as a war fortress; its walls are not interconnected! The outermost 50-meter-high outer wall is divided into 20 sections, and each of the four walls—east, west, south, and north—is further divided into 5 sections by watchtowers. When two adjacent watchtowers lower their gates, the section in between is physically isolated. The advantage of this is that even if one section of the wall falls, it won't spread to the entire outer wall. Lulong Fortress has three such defensive lines! Each section requires orcs to sacrifice their lives to fill. Clearly, Lulong Fortress is facing a much better situation this time than before; the surge in the number of soldiers has greatly increased the defenders' options.

"Pfft pfft pfft!" Streams of light flashed by, which were arrows and crossbow bolts imbued with various skills. After fighting the orcs for so long, the group knew that they had to crush the orcs' combat power and offensive as soon as possible. War is mainly about morale and perseverance. A powerful prelude attack can effectively disrupt the orcs' formation.

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"These rubbish are utterly useless!" Akhorn trembled as he looked at the heavily wounded orc soul fire, a testament to the orcs' utterly inept handling of the situation...

"Bear with it, they're just cannon fodder! Their lives are none of our concern!" Adonafi coldly cracked his neck, his dry bones creaking. To the Ringwraiths, it didn't matter how many orcs died; these guys were more prolific than weeds anyway.

"All I care about now is whether they can complete their mission! I'm itching to twist those humans' heads off!" Akhorn said hoarsely, staring at the flickering fortress shields.

"Yes, you will get what you want! You just need to wait patiently for tomorrow!" Adonnafi looked at the sky obscured by the dark clouds of war.

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On the horizon, a group carrying the Lagrange Dragon Banner quietly appeared to the southeast of the Orc army. On the blood-red dragon banner, the golden holy dragon fluttered in the wind!