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

Chapter 428 Steel Forest
"Organize the ranks! Follow me to meet the enemy!" Balin roared, picking up his battle axe. He looked around and saw that the area was full of wounded soldiers. Hearing Balin's words, those who could move silently got up.

With a sharp "whoosh," a white cloth stained with dirt was lifted up, revealing a pattern of shattered skulls drawn in the dark green blood of orcs!

At this moment, the Skullbreaker Legion of Moria was re-established. Perhaps time will pass and years will go by, and time will forget everything, but the dwarves of Moria will never forget the heroic figure of Balinna, the first leader of the Skullbreaker Legion, wielding his battle axe!

"The Moria dwarves will never be slaves! Fight! Sons of Turin! Great dwarven warriors! Crack those bastards' heads with your weapons! Tell them! We are not to be trifled with! Moria skullcrushers! Attack!" Balin, still recovering from his serious injuries, charged out at the forefront, shield in hand.

At this moment, the orcs were still engaged in a tacit battle with the Moria dwarves. The two sides faced each other across the hall, neither making the first move. The orcs dared not overly pressure the Moria garrison due to the pressure from the dwarven reinforcements, while the Moria garrison was too weak to retaliate due to a shortage of manpower. As a result, the two sides maintained a peaceful and tacit standoff.

However, Balin's unexpected incursion shocked not only the orcs but also his own people... Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, this remnant army crashed into the orc formation with lightning speed.

"Crack!" The sound of bones shattering was terrifying. Everyone froze on the spot. After a few seconds, the orcs who were being slaughtered by Bahrain's army screamed and came to their senses.

They fled in panic, having no intention of fighting back against the reckless dwarf remnants. It was simply that Balin and his men were too fast, so fast that even their own people couldn't react in time.

"Kill!" After a few seconds of stunned silence, Ouli and Ouyin were finally brought back to their senses by the bloody scene. With a roar, they raised their weapons and joined the battle.

With the dwarves' sudden attack, the orcs, who had not paid any attention to the Moria garrison, suffered a great loss. After a brief resistance, the orcs in the Moria Hall were the first to be defeated. They were powerless to stop this unstoppable army, and any orc who dared to resist died at the hands of Balin and his men.

"Whoosh!" Like a tidal wave, the Moria orcs were driven out of the east gate. As if they had seen some kind of ferocious beast, they rushed out of the gate without looking back and crashed into their own people, instantly destroying the orc formation. The entire left flank of the orcs was on the verge of collapse under the impact of the Moria rout.

"Fire arrows! Stop them! Make them halt!" the orc leaders shouted grimly. These routed soldiers were severely hindering their battle against the dwarf king.

"Our brothers!" Thorin's face lit up with joy. The commotion among the enemy ranks caught Thorin's attention. The orcs' unrest instantly energized Thorin, and he keenly sensed the opportunity within.

"Follow me!" Thorin organized an elite squad and quickly mingled among the ordinary soldiers, approaching the orcs without alerting them.

At this moment, the orcs were frantically suppressing the Balin group beside them, using a rain of arrows to block the Moria dwarves' attempts to break through the gate.

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"Turin above! Balin! Come back!" Oli grabbed Balin and pulled him back, while holding up his shield to block the indiscriminately flying arrows.

"Back off! Back off!" Ou Yin forcefully pushed everyone back with his body, grabbing a large shield and holding it in front of his chest.

With a series of crisp metallic clanging sounds, everyone retreated back into the hall. The war was back to square one, and the dwarves regained control of the gates of Moria.

"Calm down! Calm down!" Ouli roared hoarsely, waving his limbs in an attempt to calm his tribesmen who were already caught up in the killing frenzy.

"Bahrin! You need to rest!" Ou Yin helped Balin up. Balin's valiant charge was indeed impressive, but it was definitely a burden on his already injured body. "I didn't... cough cough!" Balin coughed up a mouthful of blood and looked at Ou Yin awkwardly. He had just smiled and was about to explain something when Ou Yin pulled him behind her...

Everyone watched them intently until Balin and Ouyin disappeared into the tunnel, at which point they turned to look at Ouli.

"Calm down, brothers! We're just a handful of people; we can't fight the orcs in the open field anymore!" Oli pleaded earnestly. After all, with only a handful of Moria orcs, they couldn't even muster a hundred-man garrison. How could they possibly launch a counterattack? The orcs at the gate would probably be laughing all the way to the bank.

"Reinforce the defenses! Block the gate!" Ouli shouted fiercely. The wide-open east gate of Moria was truly indefensible. If this continued, the dwarves would surely lose control of the gate again, and they might not be so lucky to reclaim the gate of Moria next time.

"Stones! Wood! Corpses! Block up anything that can be moved!" Ouli commanded the group to begin their work.

Fortunately, there were enough orc corpses, and Moria had no shortage of stones. The dwarves, carrying shields to deflect the arrows, dragged the orc corpses and threw them at the gate...

As the pile of corpses grew higher and higher, a wall of bodies as tall as a person soon stood at the gates of Moria. The dwarven defenders, led by Ori and Oyin, formed a square formation behind the pile of corpses, ready for battle!

"Watch out for the heavy crossbows! Don't go out!" Oli and Oyin walked through the formation, reminding each person by their shoulder. Dwarves who were caught up in the heat of battle were unlikely to stay rational, which was exactly what the two were worried about.

"Oli! Keep an eye on Balin?" Ou Yin suddenly turned around. He didn't want to see Balin, who was staggering, charging towards him when he started fighting the orcs... That would be too damn awful.

“Of course! You have to trust that the women will take good care of him!” Oli was taken aback for a moment, then said.

"Thank God, that's great! Brothers, fight! Defend Moria!" O'Yin roared.

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Thorin, leading the Throne Guard, quietly blended into the ordinary soldiers. As the two sides clashed, Thorin gave Dvalin a look.

"Woo-woo~" Dvalin understood, took out a golden horn and puffed out his cheeks.

"Kill!" As the horn sounded, the throne guards hidden among the ordinary dwarven soldiers sprang into action. These third-tier berserkers suddenly activated their berserk mode, their powerful muscles bulging and filling their armor! Then, they took a step, pulled their men apart, and leaped into the air...

"boom!"

"boom!"

Shockwaves formed by battle aura suddenly erupted on the battlefield, causing the orc army to collapse instantly. A squad of third-tier berserkers ruthlessly ravaged the helpless orcs. The dwarven berserkers wielding dual battle axes easily tore open the orcs' bodies, and any orc who tried to stop them became victims of their blades!
"Boom!" As the orc vanguard collapsed completely, the distant forest of steel began to slowly press in...

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