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

Chapter 736: Reinforcements from Lulong Fortress

"They are coming!" Ymir straightened up, raised her sword and said in a muffled voice.

"Retreat!" The Goblin Knight retreated obediently, with no intention of staying to fight the orcs in close combat. He seemed to be very obedient.

With a rustling sound, Ymir was the only one left on the ground except for the messy pig hoof prints. This northern half-giant stood silently in the jungle carrying a three-meter-long sword, as motionless as a sculpture.

"Ah!" Suddenly the bushes were broken, and a team of orcs in iron armor rushed towards Ymir frantically. They waved their weapons in a disorderly manner, making Ymir frown. Although he didn't know what was going on, he vaguely felt that these orcs seemed not to be the elite orcs as the kingdom said.

Fortunately, it was not Kaslo who fought against the orcs, otherwise he would definitely notice something. After all, as the captain of the Imperial Fire Brigade, he had fought against regular troops and guerrillas, and had fought against Balrogs and Ringwraiths. He had extremely rich experience. If he really let him observe these orcs, he would find something wrong.

"Roar!" Ymir roared, raised the giant sword on her shoulder with one hand, and cut off the first orc who rushed up with his armor at the shoulder!

"Puff!" The orc was still twitching with his eyes open, and the hand connected to his neck was twitching as if he had been electrocuted.

"Die!" Ymir thrust her greatsword hard, and the powerful force caused the orcs who were rushing up to be overturned as if they had hit a dump truck.

"Swish!" The sword light was so bright that it hurt people's eyes. The orc who was knocked away suddenly felt a chill on his waist, and then he watched the part below his waist and upper body playing a free fall like a clone.

"Ahhh!" The orc who was not completely dead tried hard to pull his arms out to crawl out of this hellhole. Ymir ignored him and just let him crawl on the ground with his internal organs pouring out of his body. However, he died of excessive blood loss before he crawled a few meters.

"Let me see if the bones of you bastards are harder than your filthy souls!" Ymir slapped an orc who was attacking her away and cut another orc in half with her sword!

Facing the orcs' surging offensive, Ymir's face beneath her helmet revealed a disdainful smile, and a few ferocious flashes in her eyes...

"Dang!" Facing the crazy attacks of the orcs, Ymir chose to give up defense and directly relied on the terrifying defense power of the blood mist to withstand the blunt damage of the orcs. The attacks of the orcs had basically no other effect except to make Ymir covered in heavy armor hear a sound, but the attacks launched by Ymir with every move were devastating damage to the orcs. The sharp sword split the orcs in two, and the skulls trampled by the iron feet made a loud noise. The sound of broken bones, screams and roars became a symphony in this dark jungle. The bloody mist spread and merged into a terrifying picture! And Ymir, standing in the flesh and blood swamp with a big sword, became the protagonist...

"Hehehe!" Suddenly a series of rapid grunting sounds came from behind the orcs. Before the orcs could react, long spears with cold flashes pierced directly into their bodies. The orcs who were knocked away by the Tutubo were flying in the sky like a torn sack, and then fell down with their hands and feet dancing.

With the Goblin Knights' interception from behind, these hundreds of "elite" orcs completely lost hope of escape and were soon wiped out by the Goblin Knights and Ymir.

"Are all the Mordor Orcs so despicable?" The Goblin Knights looked at the mess of Orc corpses on the ground and thought for a long time before finally asking weakly.

"God knows! Dragon God! These guys are so rotten! It's like they haven't received any training at all, they just rushed over in a mess! I really don't understand how rubbish the human kingdom in the south must be to be beaten by these bastards?" Ymir complained about the fighting power of these so-called elite orcs while marveling at the pitiful fighting power of the human kingdom in the south. "General Ymir, what should we do when we get down?" The goblin knights spread their hands to show that they couldn't respond to this, but it didn't stop them from focusing on the goals and tasks.

"Let's go find other Orc groups! We can't let them get to Windhelm like this! We have to at least delay them until the Kingdom's army arrives to support us!" Ymir thought for a moment.

"Then let's go first... Wait! General, you should look at the sky!" The Goblin Knights looked up in surprise. Through the dense treetops, they saw a red column of smoke rising up from the horizon and piercing straight into the sky.

"That's the evacuation signal! The kingdom's rescue has arrived, and my comrades, our mission is accomplished!" Ymir's brows were overjoyed. When he saw the signal agreed upon with Ismir, he knew that Windhelm Town had welcomed his biggest backer!

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"Hello, respected General Renault! I welcome you on behalf of Lord Ismir, the Lord of Windhelm. Thank God the kingdom still remembers our pioneering territory!" Ismir happily shook Renault's hand and said happily.

"Hello, respected Lord Ismir! I am here to provide you with support on behalf of His Majesty the King!" Renault said as he moved aside, revealing the rows of soldiers behind him.

"Three hundred Dowinian heavy swordsmen and two hundred Badanian archers! No orc can cross the line!" Renault said confidently, his eyes full of trust in the combat effectiveness of the kingdom's soldiers.

"Thank you so much! To be honest, I would have no idea what was going on if you hadn't come!" Ishmir sighed.

"Not to the point of... eh? Your soldiers?" Raynor then realized that there was only a mob left under Ismir's command. The eye-catching half-giant and the team of goblin knights were not there. Thinking of this, Raynor's heart skipped a beat. What the hell was this? Before the battle officially started, a lord had already lost most of his troops?

"I sent them to slow down the orcs' march, and now I've given them the signal to withdraw!" Ismir explained.

"Oh~ I see!" Renault stretched out his tone. After all, if Ismir really sent all these troops away, Renault would definitely not give Ismir any command in this battle!

"Oh, by the way, let's go into the city! Let the soldiers rest first!" Ismir invited Renault. If the Windhelm Town in front of them could be considered a city...

If it were in the past, Roland would definitely find ways to add population to Ismir and build it into a town. However, since Roland's system was updated, the main quest has also changed. The original main quest was directly cancelled, so Roland's need for a town is not so urgent now. As for the new main quest, it is to rebuild the city of Lagrande! This is why Roland is eager to turn his attention to the East.

"Well! The Badanian archers will enter the city first to set up defenses! You help to reinforce the city defenses! The Dowinian swordsmen will dig trenches outside the city!" Renault did not listen to Ismir's words but turned around and gave orders.

"We need to defend and cover well, because we are not the ones fighting this battle!" Renault looked at Ismir and shook his head. It was obvious that Renault planned to turn this place into a temporary simple fortress and play the turtle.