jk "King Roland, how is the situation?" Eovia and Thranduil looked at Lagrand's army whose numbers remained undiminished and said with envy. After all, that was the tin can that the elves dreamed of!

"It's okay. We shouldn't be too far away from the Royal Government Hall. It's a pity that Peter Groh came to inform us to evacuate. Otherwise, we could still capture this city!" Roland said with some regret.

"There's no way, if we can't clear out half of the city, we can't hold half of the city with the current strength!" Eovia patted Thranduil on the shoulder and said in relief.

"Wait for Verve and the others. We will evacuate when everyone is here. Although we did not recapture the city, we also inflicted horrific casualties on the orcs. Overall, we are still the winner." Roland looked at the remaining coalition forces.

After looking at the number of people, this operation of the coalition forces is indeed a small profit. Roland does not know the losses of the coalition forces led by Verway and Peter Groh, but the coalition forces led by Thranduil and Eovia

There has been almost no reduction in personnel, and each coalition force can now maintain around 700 people. And this time, more than 10,000 orcs were killed by the coalition forces?

Amidst the clash of armor and weapons, Vervay led a group of soldiers and appeared in front of everyone. Peter Groh was also riding a dragon and hovering in the sky.

"You just retreated like that?" Vervay, who rushed over in a hurry, asked in surprise.

"I took a look and found that the city's defenses can still be used. We can set up defenses to resist these reinforcements during this period of time!" Vervey pointed to the complete city defense facilities in front of him.

"But we haven't eliminated the orcs in the city yet. The most important thing is that the Ringwraiths are still lurking in the city. Once we reveal our flaws, they will give us a fatal blow!" Eovia explained.

"Retreat! We need to be responsible for our respective countries, and we cannot ruin this elite coalition because of some vain hope!" Thranduil took a deep breath and said helplessly. He was the most painful among these people, seeing victory.

He was looking forward to it, but his hope was ruthlessly shattered.

"Evacuate the entire army! Quick! The orc army is coming to kick our butts soon! Get out of here as quickly as possible!" Balin's loud and loud voice echoed in the middle of the team.

"LaGrand warriors, let's go!" Roland also rode up to follow the large army.

"Quickly cross the bridge! Don't stop!" the royal guards shouted to each other, and the blockade from the orcs not long ago left a deep impression on them.

"Quick! Speed ​​up!" Verwei stood at the bridge with a long bow and accurately shot the orcs who appeared to pursue him with arrow after arrow.

"Shield formation! Protect the bridgehead exit!" After all, Balin had experienced many battles. In order to avoid being blocked, he immediately ordered the dwarves to form a shield formation around a hundred meters away from the bridgehead.

"Follow me!" Bard led the soldiers from the River Valley State to the front, followed by the Army of the Kingdom of Akvia led by White Wings. As the weaker force in the coalition, they were the first to withdraw from the battlefield, and then

The Singri star elves also left with them, and when they retreated into the jungle, the Orc reinforcements barely appeared on the horizon...

"Retreat the whole army!" Peter Groh looked at the distance between the orcs and himself and others, and then said to the other sixth-level professionals who were staying at the end.

"Knights! Forward!" Roland mobilized his horse to pass the stone bridge first, and the knights behind him passed the stone bridge in turn and followed Roland away.

"Let's go!" Thranduil, who was walking at the end, took a deep look at Dol Guldur's towering figure, sighed softly, and followed the others helplessly.

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"You didn't catch up, did you? Peter?" Iovia raised her head and asked Peter Glo who landed suddenly. Just now, Peter Glo rode a dragon to conduct a reconnaissance to learn about the movements of the orc reinforcements.

"The orcs are not pursuing us, but we may have trouble in the future..." Peter Gero frowned.

"What's wrong? It can't be..." Eovia's face also changed wildly.

"They are the Orcs of Mordor! I recognize their totems and flags! I will never forget them in my life! There are about 20,000 Orcs settled in Dol Guldur... and I feel the breath of the fourth Nazgul..." Peter

Gro said solemnly.

"...Damn it... We sacrificed so many people... we summoned the coalition... and paid so much price! We actually returned to before the war?" Without waiting for Eovvia to say anything, Thrandu Yi suddenly

His eyes were red and he was roaring!

"Your Highness, calm down your mentality. We did not lose, and they did not win. We must believe that the final winner must be us! We will eventually fight back!" Bard patted Thranduil on the shoulder and comforted him.

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"Yes!" Thranduil nodded decisively and followed everyone away.

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"Sigh... What do you mean after fighting for so long?" Bai Yi sighed. He was extremely uncomfortable with the loss of more than a dozen soldiers. The already poor country was even worse.

"At least we eliminated a group of orcs, didn't we?" Bard smiled gently and said to him. As the king of the River Valley State, he has an innate kingly temperament. That kind of noble temperament is difficult to conceal, even if

Even Bai Yi, who is also the king, was affected by him. His smile and voice can always infect the people around him.

"Okay, what you said makes sense, but I don't think the death of those orcs will cause any trouble to the evil camp. After all, orcs are very fertile, right?" Bai Yi smiled bitterly. As we all know, the terrible fertility of orcs is

This is their capital to fight against other races across the continent.

"Maybe, but one day they will be killed by us, and maybe they will be your descendants!" Bard shrugged.

"You are so optimistic..." Bai Yi raised the corners of his mouth.

"How is Thorin? Is our king under the mountain still as stingy and stubborn as before? Just like...Oakshield!" Roland laughed.

"Thank you for your concern. Although His Highness Thorin is still stubborn, he is not stingy. He is definitely the most enthusiastic and generous to his friends, the dwarves!" Balin bowed to Roland.

"Well, remember to say hello to him when I do, and... I look forward to you leading the expedition team outside Swift Current City this summer. After all, I still need to rely on the remuneration you pay to live!" Roland joked.

"Of course! I swear by my beard and my ancestor Turin! Our determination and desire to regain Khazad-dûm is as unwavering as the elves regaining Dol Guldur!" Balin said sternly.

"Of course, I have no doubt about it!" Roland nodded. The future King of Moria, Balin, trusted Roland quite a lot. After all, even ordinary people would do the same thing when he took dozens of dwarves to recover Moria.

Not coming out... But in this world, Balin should not be so poor as to go out with more than 40 people. Among the dwarves, at least several hundred people can be summoned to participate in the battle. With a piece of cake, he can also bring out thousands of people to attack a Moria mine.
Chapter completed!