Several soldiers held the ladder with iron forks and forced the ladder to open. The ladder fell backwards, and the orc still climbing on it fell like a drop of water and knocked down with the same clan below. In the end, the ladder slammed into the crowd of beasts, and many orcs could not dodge and were crushed to death below. But in more places, enemy troops have already climbed the city wall, gradually gaining a foothold on the city wall, and more and more enemies are climbing up the ladder. The orcs who climbed up gradually pushed outwards, pushing back and trying to drive them down to the Gondor soldiers.

"You are right." Zelin drew out the ebony blade. He had already defeated how many enemies he had defeated with this sword. Perhaps this is the weapon he has used the longest. "Barano, when the general returns, remember to tell him this. Idril, please protect Virginia..."

"I can protect myself." Virginia said dissatisfied. "My magic is still enough to support this battle."

"I will follow the wizard." Idri said: "When the general has a new order, I will tell you as soon as possible."

"Thanks."

Zelin stretched out his hand and gave Talion a high-five: "Let's go."

The battle on the wall has been stuck.

The orc chief personally led the offensive. Compared with ordinary orcs, all members who can become war chiefs are powerful, or sinister and cunning. The elite chiefs guards follow them, and perhaps ordinary orcs are not as good as humans in every respect. Looking down from the city wall, the ground was crowded with black figures. Some were short and sturdy. Orcs with helmets and shields swarmed. Some orcs didn’t even have any armor on them, only one piece. Dirty leather jackets, hundreds of orcs crowded under the city wall, under the leadership of the war chief, climbed up the city wall along the breached place.

Every time, the human line of defense seems to be broken at any time, and the orcs on the city wall are about to join together, but every time, the demon hunters will appear in the most intense battles, looking for the orc leaders nearby in the melee. Some powerful enemies accepted the challenge of the demon hunter head-on, and Zelin defeated three of them to disperse their followers. A famous chief who used a crossbow tried to sneak an attack from the dark, but he did not expect that Talion had already appeared on the tall tower near it. The ranger drew the broken sword behind him and jumped down. Before the crossbow bolt was shot, he used the impact to press the enemy to the ground and swung the sword open its throat.

Orc archers lined up across the long bridge, and the dense rain of arrows slammed on the wall. Most of the arrows were blocked by solid rocks, but there were still many arrows hitting the target. They didn't care who was shot, and they didn't care if there were orcs on the wall within the range of their bows and arrows. They just want to advance, advance, and kill more humans. Soon, the defending army responded, and the Gondor archer ran to the arrow tower. The walls of the tower were covered with arrow holes that could be aimed at the enemy. A thick rain of arrows fell between the orcs, and in the blink of an eye, less than half of the archers in the orcs phalanx were left standing.

The attacker hesitated for a moment, and had to turn around and run away. Without the cover of the archers, the pressure on the city walls surged. The hammer-wielding ogre rushed up the long bridge, ready to slam the gate with the hammer. A fireball shot through the air and hit one of them. The ogre was instantly engulfed by flames, and the screams and wailing almost overwhelmed the sound of fighting under the city gate. The ignited behemoth staggered forward two steps, fell down and crushed the wreckage of a siege vehicle to pieces. The other ogre turned his head and ran, but the fireball still caught up to it. The burning pain made it lose its sense of direction. After colliding with the guardrail on the side of the long bridge, it fell into the canyon like a bolide.

Zelin rescued the soldiers who were besieged by the orcs one after another, and more and more soldiers from Gondor followed by the demon hunters and killed the new orcs. Every time the orcs occupy a section of the wall, they will pay a great price. When the archers start to support the battle on the wall again, the orcs are gradually driven down and defeated. But not long after, they gathered again to attack again and again, just like a real wave, no matter how many times it subsides, there will always be a new wave of offensive quickly and re-pounce on the human line of defense.

"Come on! Keep here." Zelin walked quickly to the corner of the city wall, the corpse on the ground was still bleeding outwards, they had just taken it back here. The demon hunter raised his sword and pointed it at a ladder full of orcs not far away. "Call the archer to support, shoot the enemy from the side here, you guys stay, you must not lose here. The remaining few, and I go to protect the second arrow tower."

The sudden chill made Zelin count the tip of his nose, and the nearby soldiers quickly bent down and dodged subconsciously. On the city wall, an ice storm roared towards the orcs carrying the ladder and charging. The storm swept past, and when the white mist dissipated, the orcs' movements were frozen at the moment of the charge, and lifelike ice sculptures appeared outside the city, shining in the sunlight. The timid orc threw down his weapon and fled, and was killed by the war chief behind. More orcs rushed forward again, they waved their weapons to smash the ice sculptures in front of them, and opened a way. However, the enemy army on the wall temporarily lost support from the rear, and was frightened by the sudden appearance of powerful magic. The defenders chopped them down like melons and vegetables, threw their bodies from the walls like rolling stones, and smashed them at other enemies.

The sky became gloomy, and the slowly sinking sun glowed dimly, staining Minas Ihir with blood. But there was too much blood flowing today, and the battle continued into the night. Even the strongest fighters could only wield their swords exhaustedly, slashing the enemy that seemed to never end. The slightly injured soldiers also bandaged onto the battlefield, covering their comrades with shields and spears. There are more and more enemy troops in front of them, and more enemies are gathering in the distant valley. The Mordor troops kept hitting the wall of Minas Ihir like sea waves. The orcs blocked the water in the open space in front of the wall, but when the number of ladders was insufficient, they threw grappling hooks upwards. The defenders cut a lot, but more grappling hooks were thrown up.

The demon hunter didn't know which war chief was defeated by him, but the battle was so intense that the crazy orcs wouldn't care if their chief was still alive. When Zelin drew his sword from the enemy's body, he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around abruptly, but the figure in front of him prevented him from swinging his sword.

"It's time to retreat, Ranger." Barano ran over anxiously. "The general ordered everyone to retreat to the inner city in an orderly manner!"

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"What are you talking about?"

"Retreat! Retreat immediately, this city wall can no longer be held!"

"Where is Virginia?"

"Idri has already taken the wizard to retreat to the inner city. She said that she wants to find you and go with you, so I asked Idri to take her to go first, and I will come to you personally." Barano said anxiously: " We can't hold it anymore. The orcs must have assembled thousands of people to attack us. We don't have enough soldiers to defend such a long line of defense. Before being surrounded, retreat!"

Zelin didn't hesitate or refute anything. Any hesitation and hesitation on the battlefield would be fatal. He understood this, just like when two skilled swordsmen confront each other. He beckoned to the soldiers following him.

"Retreat immediately, come with me, don't be alone!"

Weary soldiers carrying weapons and shields, followed the demon hunter down the city wall. On the wall, the orcs still did not retreat. They sent more troops to the west. Perhaps they wanted to consolidate the gap that opened, chase down the ruined soldiers, and surround the Gondor soldiers who remained on the wall. The demon hunter sprinkled a bottle of oil on the ground, lit it with Igni's seal, and temporarily blocked the orcs with flames to prevent them from chasing after they found that there was no defender on the wall.

Barano led a small team to meet Zelin. The demon hunter did not see Talion, and when the battle was at its peak, the ranger separated from him. A force followed him. Barano said that he and other captains passed the general's orders to every corner of the battlefield. On the streets, Zelin could see retreating soldiers from time to time, and perhaps the rangers were among them. On the road, Zelin could see the traces of Virginia's retreat. The frosty roadblocks that stood up from the ground blocked the orcs' path, and the orcs who wanted to force through eventually became corpses pierced on the ice.

"Did you tell the general about that?"

Zelin didn't clearly say what it was, the nearby defenders still had hope for the reinforcements from Baicheng. Once this incident spreads, it will inevitably cause panic.

"Yes, the general knows." Barano and Zelin walked at the back, and the soldiers ran past them one by one. They wanted to make sure that every soldier could retreat safely. "The general said that if we retreat to the inner city, the orc army will definitely be scattered to all corners of the city after entering the outer city. Maybe there are thousands of soldiers, but Minas Ihir is big enough to wear Passing their defenses is no longer so difficult. It sounds great, doesn't it?"

"Yes." Zelin raised his eyes. "And the roof of this city is like a hill. Looking for a few skilled soldiers, we can attack the orcs in the city day and night so that they can't launch an offensive similar to today."

The shouting and killing on the wall gradually stopped. After losing the defender, the orcs quickly seized the wall and opened the gate that had been holding on for almost forty days. An army of orcs filed in, the residents of the city had been evacuated to the inner city, and the houses in the outer city were already empty, but this did not affect the desire of the orcs to plunder. The intruders kicked open the locked doors and broke into houses, searching for anything of value in their eyes. At the beginning, the war chief seemed to be urging the orcs to chase the retreating humans, but soon, they also joined the looting team, which instead gave the humans time to retreat.

"Why would the orcs assemble such an army to attack us?" Standing on the steps leading to the inner city, Barano rubbed his hands and looked at the city plunged into flames. "An army of this size can already besiege Minas Tirith. Of course, Baicheng has never fallen in the past, and it will not be in the future."

"Do you know Baicheng?" Ze Lin asked.

"I lived in Baicheng for a while." Barano shrugged. "My adoptive parents are businessmen in Baicheng. If you want to say who I am, I believe that my soul is from Gondor."

The inner city wall of Minas Ihir is not inferior to the outer city. To be precise, the inner city wall is more towering and majestic than the outer city. There is no ladder to climb a solid wall more than ten meters high. The thickness of more than five meters can ensure that the city can be safe and sound under the firepower of any trebuchet and siege equipment. Soldiers who had retreated from the city wall walked up the stairs in groups and passed through the city gate to enter the inner city. They are not defeated, they are still organized. However, they were exhausted, Zelin didn't know if Kastamo had prepared a reserve team, otherwise, at this time, if the orcs were chasing after victory, it would be difficult for them to stop them.

Zelin and Barano returned to the inner city. After the last soldier evacuated, the heavy metal door slowly fell down with the sound of iron ropes rubbing. Zelin walked up the city wall. He wanted to find Virginia, but found that there were not many guards here.

"Where did the others go?" The demon hunter stopped a one-eyed officer. If he remembers correctly, the other's name seems to be Dagor, and they have seen him once on the wall. "Why are there only a dozen people here?"

"General Castamo ordered everyone to retreat and rest." Dagor said to Zelin, his voice full of respect, and he saw how the demon hunters dealt with the orcs on the battlefield. "So only my team is guarding here to prevent the orcs from sneaking."

"Where is Virginia?"

"Who?"

"The wizard."

"Oh, yes, the wizard told me before, if I see you, let me tell you, she is waiting for you by the stairs under the white tower in the inner city."

"Okay, I see." Zelin nodded. He doesn't like the decision to let go after just going through a big battle. But the orcs were looting in the city, and he couldn't see any reason for the guards to remain vigilant. Otherwise, the exhausted humans will not be able to stop the orcs in the next attack.

Just as Zelin was about to go under the White Tower and converge with Virginia, a low howl suddenly sounded in the gloomy sky, and the wind in the night sky seemed to bring an unknown omen. Whether it is the guards on the city wall, the worried citizens hiding near the White Tower in the inner city, or the painful wounded who are placed in houses and temporary camps, they can't help but raise their heads and look towards the sky.

The sky seemed to be dyed dark green.

The next moment, the harsh screams crossed the sky, and the human beings who heard the sound couldn't help trembling all over, covering their ears one after another, and could not help but make painful screams. Seven dark shadows appeared on the horizon, from far to near, they seemed to be some kind of flying beasts. The sound came from them, but as the distance got closer, Zelin saw every beast flying. He was riding a black rider. In countless screams and screams, Zelin heard people wailing in despair.

"Jing Ling!"

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Ring spirit!

Zelin covered his forehead, and the whistle of the Ring Spirit mount pierced his forehead like a steel needle. He supported the wall to support himself not to fall, and touched his waist with the other hand and took out the necessary potion. , Pulled off the oak cork, raised his head and drank the potion in the bottle.

The cold and bitter potion slid into his throat, and he was almost happy with the dizziness when the welcoming potion took effect, which dulled his sensitive nerves a little, and the tingling pain of the whistling spirit was a little slow. He raised his head, then hugged his head and squatted down. The monster spread its wings and flew over the city wall. The two guards who were caught off guard were caught by the dragon's claws and threw them into the air. They screamed through a parabola and smashed into the camp of the wounded, smashing a tent.

The Gondor were caught off guard!

Ring spirit rushed straight into the city, no matter how strong the wall was, it was meaningless in front of the flying beast. The screams in the incoming ears became more and more harsh, and the screams that had never been heard seemed to drown the inner city. The archers ran out in a hurry, but they hadn't gathered yet. The flying monsters swooped down, their claws ploughed through the crowd, grabbed a handful of guards and threw them into the air. People screamed and fell like raindrops, and the rest of the people seemed to be caught in the wind. The blown wheat lay on the ground, clutching his head and rolling in pain. What was even more eerie was another muffled noise, shaking the ground and shaking the air, causing the city gate to utter a heavy scream.

Behemoth of war!

The behemoth of war with a height of more than five meters strode out of the street and walked towards the city gate step by step, dragging a heavy hammer several meters long behind him, plowing a crack in the flat stone ladder. The previous report by the scouts was correct, the orcs were addicted to robbery, and it was impossible to launch a new offensive in a short period of time. But the real offensive did not come from the orc soldiers at all, but the war behemoth led by Jie Ling!

The ring spirit dispersed after breaking into the inner city. When Zelin ran down the city wall, he could only see three figures in the sky. Shadows as dark as the night crossed the sky, and the twinkling stars seemed to be obscured by the black cloak swinging behind them. The cold creatures like vultures flew from time to time and swooped under the guild spirit, each time it would cause a scream. People ran away in the shadow of the ring spirits, but there was nowhere to go. This is not a battle, it seems that Jie Ling is just enjoying people's panic.

But Zelin had no fear in his heart. The ring spirit rushed towards the white tower, and the bright and white tower was eclipsed by the shadow of the ring spirit. There was only one thing in the mind of the demon hunter.

Virginia is still in the White Tower!

The fleeing crowd faced the demon hunters like the tide, and the injured people helped each other to flee towards the gate of the city. Some even seemed to be being chased by monsters. Perhaps it was indeed a monster. In their eyes, Zelin saw deep fear. The war beast at the gate of the city was swinging its hammer and smashing the gate, and the metal gate gradually dented and twisted under the strong impact. But people would rather go to a place where the behemoths of war and orcs are raging, rather than stay in the same place with the precepts. The wounded who could not escape could only lay on the ground and moaned. The mother held the young child and wept bitterly. The ring spirits raged in the inner city, and the orcs roared outside the city. They were surrounded, and Minas Ihir was about to fall. They have nowhere to escape.

Zelin saw some guard captains trying to gather resistance, but the ring spirits in the sky would not give anyone a chance to resist. The few fighters who were not completely overwhelmed by fear were quickly defeated by the Ring Spirit's mounts. Scattered arrows fly into the sky, without threat to the enemy. The demon hunter did not see anyone familiar with him. He looked at the white tower close at hand. The stairs leading to the tower were more than seven meters high, and the three-meter-high thick carved arches were closed tightly. Some soldiers and citizens gathered at the heights. In front of the gate of the tower, I hope the generals and commanders inside will come out and tell them what to do. But the door did not open, and the only response to the people was the neighing sound of the ring spirits when they hovered.