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"Kill!" came a roar.

A volley of crossbow bolts shot through the rain and into the distance. Soon, the sound of arrows piercing flesh rang out, and a shrill scream sent chills down everyone's spines!
"Those bastards are attacking! The rain is to our advantage! Drive them back!" Renault roared, his voice already hoarse.

The Third Age, 2944, Spring! February 3rd! The Lulong Fortress, which had withstood days of attacks from the Orcs, still stood stubbornly, and even more miraculously, the fortress had not suffered any damage in battle!
However, Renault was too exhausted to curse anymore. Waves of orc attacks were making the shield of Lulong Fortress teeter on the brink of collapse! The most dangerous moment was when the Ringwraiths launched a stealthy attack on the shield. At that time, the shield was so transparent that it almost disappeared, and the Ringwraiths almost rushed in and wreaked havoc! However, the mage controlling the magic circle in the center of the fortress was very dutiful and repaired the shield immediately. The surge of magic instantly blasted away the Ringwraiths and exposed them.

The moment Akhorn's figure was revealed, the nearest Meteor Dragon Tower fired a Magic Armor-Piercing Dragon-Hunting Arrow without hesitation!

The magic crystals on the Magic Armor-Piercing Dragon-Hunting Arrow were immediately activated, and magic power spread along the patterns carved on the arrow, illuminating the magic runes as it flew.

"Ah!" A terrifying shriek rang out, and the Guardian Spirit sensed the aura of destruction. The arrow, powerful enough to kill a dragon, narrowly missed him, the terrifying shockwave and residual force tearing his shoulder apart, and wisps of black energy spreading outwards...

"Damn it! It seems Omske is really dead!" Renault said irritably. As the vanguard, the rear guard had been beaten to a pulp, and they hadn't even seen a shadow of them for days... This made even Renault, who had unwavering faith in the Kingdom's Knights, start to feel uneasy.

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“Our King is in trouble!” Olaf whispered to Apophis Breo, handing him an envelope.

"Hmm?" Apophis Breo raised an eyebrow and quickly began to examine the area.

Olaf, who had just returned, happened to run into the griffin rider who came to deliver the message, so he brought it back with him.

"Wow! The North is really lively!" Apophis Breo exclaimed. Judging from this battle report, the North is absolutely in an uproar! "In an uproar" is an understatement; it's truly boiling over!
Led by two dragon knights and the Elf King, the southern Star Elves once again crushed Dolgodo's offensive in the Dark Forest, and the two sides entered a stalemate.

Although the vanguard of the undead army in the north was wiped out, the endless sea of ​​undead continued its southward advance! Fortunately, the dwarves and wood elves successfully halted their advance, and Thranduil even personally took to the field to slay a few liches for added excitement! Although he failed to destroy many phylacteries, these liches, now half-dead, were rendered incapable of fighting for a long time afterward!
Thorin, along with Dain and a group of dwarves, personally withstood the onslaught of the undead army. At the northern foot of the Grey Mountains, the undead army was held firmly, and those who tried to bypass the dwarven army were taught a lesson by the dragon knight Kaslow! Unfortunately, Kaslow is currently entangled with the Ringwraiths! Because of the attack on Stream City, Kaslow planned an emergency return to reinforce it, but unexpectedly bumped into Amorazo, the fourth ring of the Scourge, who was preparing to become the sixth... So, as you can guess, after Kaslow scattered the death knights surrounding Amorazo, a chase ensued, a game of cat and mouse where neither could escape...

Then there's the southern branch of the family. The great "King of Kings," King Roland, personally led his "great army" and was trapped in the City of Swiftflow. The tragic general Renault fought alone in the Lulong Fortress, while his top henchman, Omske, was nowhere to be found...

"What should we do, Your Highness!" Olaf looked up anxiously at Apophis Breo. Because of the escort provided by the royal caravan, their journey was incredibly fast. They traveled by boat along the Dense Forest River to its end, then headed south by land to reach the Karl Rock Ferry. With the help of the Beorn people, they held off the Old Pass. They traveled day and night, and their efficiency was truly remarkable!
“Your Highness, please allow me to take my leave! Prince Roland is still waiting for us!” The caravan leader, Ruhr, found Apophis Breo and told him his request.

"A reasonable request! Do you need my help?" Apophis Breo blurted out instinctively, but immediately regretted it. Help a fool! He was already being lenient by not asking them for help!
“No need for that, we don’t lack anything right now!” Ruhr shook his head and smiled wryly, clearly realizing that Apophis Breo couldn’t offer him any help. “Alright! Have a safe journey!” Apophis Breo nodded and could only offer his best wishes.

"Wait, Lord Ruhr!" Olaf reached out and stopped Ruhr, who was about to leave.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Lord Olaf? Is there something you need?" Ruhr asked Olaf, puzzled.

“I don’t think you need to rush back. After all, Stream City is currently under attack by the orc army, and your manpower…” Olaf twirled his thumbs around a few times, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

"Ten caravan knights, fifty caravan guards, and two hundred men in the caravan are not enough for you to change the course of the battlefield..." Olaf tried to persuade Ruhr, but what he didn't know was what kind of ragtag bunch were currently stationed in Swiftstream City... These people could really change the entire battlefield situation! At least they could make Roland's defense of the city less difficult!

The addition of sixty professionals and two hundred elite infantry (caravan workers in armor are considered elite infantry, after all, they are the caravan's lowest-ranking brutes) is enough to make up for Roland's wall defenses. Compared to the current terrible defenses, the only reason that Stream City has not been breached is that the Ringwraiths are being held back while the orcs are performing terribly.

"But where else can we find reinforcements besides us?" Ruhr shook his head. His long, dark green hair was neatly tied up, and his usually smooth face was now contorted with rage.

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"Knight! What's the situation now?" Ruhr found the griffin knight who had delivered the message. He was sent by Roland to inform Apophis Breo, the Lion Duke, and to tell him to behave himself in the Misty Mountains. The kingdom could no longer support him, and the king was in dire straits. He should keep a low profile!
"The situation is terrible! The Knights have vanished, Lulong Fortress is under siege, and a detachment of orcs has reached Jiliu City! Moreover, the kingdom has not sent any reinforcements." The griffin knight's face turned red as he spoke, feeling inexplicably embarrassed.

“We will rush back to provide support. Please tell His Majesty the King to hold on!” Ruhr nodded. It seemed that he was now the only reinforcement he had.

"Yes, be careful on the road! I will report back to Your Highness!"

Yesterday, my mom accidentally dropped a kitchen knife on her foot while cooking... The tendons, blood vessels, and nerves in her right foot were severed. She's been in the hospital for the next few days, so updates might be unstable...

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