With a height of more than two meters, terrifying muscles, oily and rough skin, terrifying blood vessels surging on the surface of his body like dragons and snakes, a thick black mane that fluttered in the wind, and of course, an indescribable sour smell, coupled with a pale pig's head that seemed to be full of swollen lumps, this was the commander of the Orcs, Gothmog!
He raised the giant axe in his hand high up. Suddenly, the surface of the axe was filled with an intense red light. Then, with a flash of light, the red light exploded. Like a crazy shock wave, it crazily rushed to the surrounding people. At least, it covered the orcs in a radius of four to five square kilometers.
The Orcs covered by the red shockwave let out an indescribable roar from the depths of their throats at the same time! Then, they raised the weapons in their hands high. The desire and passion in their eyes were so red that it seemed like blood could drip out of them!
Gothmog's super Bloodlust spell was in no way inferior to that of a white-robed wizard like Gandalf in terms of area of coverage and intensity of stimulation. This also reflected the reason why Gothmog was able to maintain his position as the commander of the Orcs.
The next second, the great axe in Gothmog's hand came swinging down with a violent gust of wind. The back of the great axe hit the latch made of chestnut wood below, and the latch was sent flying. Then, four black ropes as thick as a child's arm whipped through the air with a shrill sound, then bounced off!
These ropes were made of leather, hair, the tendons of giant beasts, and the refined oil of underground creatures. When they were tightened, they could provide a great amount of kinetic energy and acceleration to the arms. Then, the ropes rotated in a circle with a very long diameter, and the boulders loaded inside were thrown out!
As if they had received a signal, the 114 trebuchets surrounding the whole of Minas Tirith also threw out huge boulders one after another! For a moment, the sky seemed to be overcast, as if a large cloud of boulders had formed and were falling down!
Minas Tirith had not been baptized by war for nearly a hundred years, so the traces of peace in the city built on the mountains were very obvious. The most typical proof of this was the carved railings built on the mountains, which were as exquisite as gardens.
These buildings were full of the Gondorian atmosphere. Under the sunlight, the buildings produced a rich variety of light and shadow effects. Compared to other enclosed buildings, the sunlight eliminated the dull feeling of the enclosed walls. Decorative techniques such as round carvings, high relief carvings, and shallow relief carvings created a unique decorative art.
Their only weakness, was that they were like a newly minted Lei Feng, very impatient.
The first round of bombardment from the Orc catapults threw at least eighty-seven tonnes of stones. These stones spun and rolled at an initial speed of 500 metres per second, faster than the sound of thunder, and slammed heavily into the walls of Minas Tirith.
The carved railings of the buildings immediately collapsed like molting skin. The painstaking work of thousands of skilled craftsmen over several years, maybe even more than a decade, went up in smoke, revealing the ugly but sturdy walls of Minas Tirith, as well as the arrow holes, as well as the hidden passages ….
The magnificent Minas Tirith had finally put on its ugly melee armour ….
Amidst the long and shrill sound of the horn, nearly forty towering siege towers appeared at the same time. Each siege tower was even taller than the giant trebuchets, and they slowly advanced towards the city walls.
The main skeleton of the siege towers was made of iron birch that grew in the extremely cold climate of the Northern Lands. The innermost layer was made of animal hides, clay, and tree branches. The Orc shamans exhausted their magic power to cast the most basic Earth to Rock spell on the surface of the siege towers. Then, they would cover the siege towers with animal hides, clay, and continue casting the spell. Therefore, from a distance, the siege towers did not look like man-made objects at all. Instead, they looked more like indestructible boulders slowly approaching the city walls!
Of course, to move the siege towers, the Trolls with amazing strength had to be mobilized. Although these Trolls with light grey, flabby skin were fully armoured from head to toe, their fat and huge bodies contained amazing strength!
The height of the siege towers was exactly the same as the height of the city walls of Minas Tirith, and they were loaded with the most elite Uruk-hai warriors. Once the Uruk-hai warriors got close to the city walls, they would jump on top of the walls. Normal humans would have no way to resist them. It would be a massacre, a naked massacre.
This was the way the Orcs fought. It was simple, neat, and full of the barbaric style of rampaging.
In fact, this was the truth. In the face of a huge advantage in strength, no tactic was the best tactic. Pushing forward was the best choice!
***
No contestant would be part of the first wave of attack.
It was glorious to be the first to reach the city walls, but the casualty rate would be at least 70%.
Now that the battle had entered its current state, the only thing the contestants belonging to Noah Realm C could do was wait.
In fact, after all their past contacts had been wiped out, there were very few contestants who could speak to Gothmog. One of them was relying on the token of his identity as Saruman's disciple, and Sheyan was one of them.
Even the Ringwraiths and the powerful Orc commanders could not resist the terror of Legend Level + 3.
But being able to speak to Gothmog did not mean that they could influence him. Just like now, the strange calmness of the contestants in Minas Tirith made it clear that there was a trap, but they did not know where the trap was!
Sheyan's mind was spinning rapidly.
"What's the core of this siege? It's the siege weapons. That's right, without these weapons, no matter how sharp the Orcs' swords and axes are, they can't cross the shockingly thick city walls and hurt the enemy. There's no way the enemy can't see this! In that case, how would they deal with these siege weapons? These things also have HP and defence. They're definitely not fake! "
"Brother Yan! Brother Yan! " Sanzi suddenly came to his side and whispered, "Kulutego said that he sensed a large amount of abnormal earth elemental energy gathering in the city opposite!"
Sheyan suddenly sucked in a deep breath.
"Could it be …?!"
***
Meanwhile, in Minas Tirith.
Almost all the contestant leaders had gathered in the dungeon in the city.
They looked a little nervous, but also a little expectant.
In front of them, the battle was being broadcasted in a timely manner.
"Get a little closer, get a little closer! We're almost there. According to our previous deductions and calculations, the enemy will suffer the greatest loss if we launch the attack after seventeen seconds! " “
Said a gentle-looking man calmly, but his clasped hands completely betrayed his mood.
Knight was also present at this time, and he was even in the position of the leader of the group. He turned to look at another woman in a rustic magician robe.
"How are the preparations on your side, Onyxia?"
"The three large magic formations have been set up, and there's unexpected good news. Gandalf has come over and changed the patterns of the magic formations, so our output can be extended by 23% longer than expected."
Knight picked up his goblet and took half a sip of the wine. He gently swiped his right hand across the air, and a clear image suddenly appeared out of thin air. The image showed a vertical section of the topography of Minas Tirith, as if projected by an electronic computer! The contour lines and density lines were vivid in his mind!
"The power of science is too great," said Knight softly.
When he found out that the final battle would take place in the city of Minas Tirith, Knight immediately took advantage of the advantage of a large party and began to discuss various ways to defend the city. One of them proposed to obtain all the information about Minas Tirith for a comprehensive analysis.
That guy's purpose was to use the water of the Anduin River to attack the terrifying enemy under the city, and his plan was supported greatly in the beginning.
Then, the entire Stockholm Party used their powerful connections and strength in the real world, combined with the data provided in the Lord of the Rings, to create a detailed topographic map of the vicinity of Minas Tirith using a super-large computer.
After some research and discussion, it was found that a water attack was somewhat impractical, but a contestant who had once studied geology put forward a suggestion.
If they wanted to attack Minas Tirith, the battlefield would have to be at the junction of the Pelennor Fields and Mount Mindolluin.
The formation of a mountain range was often the result of the compression of the two tectonic plates. There was nowhere for the stress to be released, and it could not go down, so it could only be uplifted. From this point of view, the basic conditions for triggering a natural disaster were met.
Then, in computer simulations, it was found that the deep-seated structural deformation here was also characterized by thrust and dextral shear. After repeated confirmation, it was concluded that the feasibility of creating a controllable earthquake under Minas Tirith was very high. Although the location conditions here were stable, they were in fact only based on a few key points. As long as these points were destroyed in turn, the probability of success would be quite high.
It sounded complicated, but the principle was also very simple. It was like a vase on a table. If you want the vase to fall towards you, you need to quickly saw off the two legs of the table that are close to you. If you want the vase to fall towards you, you need to quickly saw off the two legs of the table that are far away from you.
Countless changes were nothing more than an extension of this simple law.
In addition, the city of Minas Tirith was built on Mount Mindoluin, also known as the White Mountain. The rocks of this mountain were known for their hardness, so the chance of causing a landslide was not zero, but rather, it was very small.
After going through thousands of simulations, they came up with the best plan, which was to combine gunpowder and magic. First, they could try to detonate a large amount of explosives in a certain area, then activate the magic to induce a small earthquake. The energy released by the earthquake would extend along the broken area caused by the previous explosion and be released!
The advantage of this was that the power of explosives and magic could be combined in a balanced manner, and the need for earth mages would be greatly reduced. At the same time, the noise they would make when they worked together to cast spells would be reduced by more than half, thus reducing the chance of being detected by the enemy in advance.
All of a sudden, Knight raised his sparkling goblet and saluted towards the distant outskirts of the city in the dark and damp dungeon. He smiled and said.
He smiled and said, "Good luck, gentlemen."
After he made this gesture, Operation "Natural Disaster" was fully launched!!!
***
On the hot-blooded battlefield, the powerful catapults were already firing at full force, and the huge siege towers were only a few dozen meters away from the city walls!!
On the west side of the vast Pelennor Fields, about three or four kilometers away from the battlefield, a dull, loud noise suddenly came from underground. Then, seven or eight air holes appeared in the area where the loud noise came from, spewing out a column of sand and smoke fifty or sixty meters high into the sky!
Then, more terrifying noises came from underground. The noises were indescribable, and everyone on the battlefield felt their footing become unstable. Then, they saw a crack appear at the place where the initial explosion occurred, and it quickly extended towards the center of the battlefield!!!
The crack was less than half a meter wide at first, but it quickly widened as the earth shook, and finally expanded to a width of tens of meters!! Slowly, majestically, and unstoppably, the catapults spread out in an arc across the plain battlefield below Minas Tirith. In the face of this terrifying natural disaster, the morale of the Orc army instantly fell to the lowest point. They covered their heads and fled in panic, but a small half of the catapults that could not be transported away in a hurry disappeared into the depths of the dark crevices in the earth.
It was only a small earthquake, but the consequences were shocking!
The city of Minas Tirith was currently protected by this unfathomably deep, 20-metre-wide curved chasm. The length of the chasm was even more than six kilometres. Anyone who wanted to attack Minas Tirith from the ground would have to take a detour of nearly five or six kilometres from the left and right sides of the chasm!
The unfathomably deep crack was like a terrible scar on the Pelennor Fields!
What was even more embarrassing was that the crack stretched across the plain one or two hundred meters away from Minas Tirith. This meant that the twenty or so giant siege towers that were close to the city wall had been separated from the main force! To rescue them, there were two ways: one was to go around the terrifying crack, and the other was to cross the abyss-like crack directly!
After the initial shock, the morale of the defenders was greatly boosted. Then, the simple-looking White Tower shone with a dazzling light. It was a trick that only twenty or so contestants who knew the beginner Arcane spell 'Illuminate' could do. The people of Noah Realm C would have scoffed at this trick, thinking that it was just a flashy trick to please the crowd, but on such a special occasion, it instantly raised the morale of the defenders in the city to the highest level! Translator's Note: Alsey Editor: DesTheSloth
For a moment, the whole of Minas Tirith was filled with cries of 'miracle'. In the fortress-like city, hundreds of catapults were frantically throwing stones at the siege towers whose escape route had been cut off. A large number of contestants, mixed with a group of more than five hundred heavy cavalry, poured out of the city gate. They all seemed to be carrying something with them. Their targets were the Trolls responsible for pushing the giant siege towers. If they did not take advantage of this opportunity to beat the Trolls while they were down, when would they?!
The Orc commander, Gothmog, was also at a loss when he encountered this situation, but he was still a powerful leader under Sauron's command after all. He soon recovered from the shock of the disaster, got on his hyena mount, and ran around to boost the morale of the defenders!
Under his command, the Orc army on the plain below the city immediately split into two groups, one on the left and one on the right. They bypassed the terrifying crack of death and rushed over to fight the enemy, or rather, to save their own compatriots. Looking down from the sky, the Orc army looked like a huge black crab with two pincers, one on the left and one on the right, fiercely clamping down on the enemy below the city.
However, Minas Tirith had long observed Gothmog's movements by relying on the advantage of the high ground. The Orc army and contestants who had gone out of the city quickly retreated back safely before the Orc reinforcements arrived. They did not even engage in a probing battle with the Orc army. However, Sheyan could clearly see that the Orc army had left all the things they had brought with them when they left the city.
Those things were water bags. The water in thousands of water bags had been splashed on the ground and gathered together. It did not cause a flood, but at least the ground was wet. Besides, the Pelennor Fields was a place with plenty of water and grass to begin with!
What happened next was simple. On the top of the first layer of Minas Tirith, the earth-type contestants who caused the earthquake earlier joined forces again and began to cast spells using a magic formation. However, the spells they cast were not powerful spells, but low-level spells like Illumination. The spells they cast were not powerful, but low-level spells like Illumination.
"Quagmire."
The reason why this spell was a low-level spell was that it was greatly limited by the environment. It could not be used in deserts, nor could it be used on water. The drier the place, the less effective the spell would be.
The effect of this spell was to create a large swamp with a depth of one to half a meter. This spell was mainly created to deal with cavalry charges. But this meant that the Orc army going to rescue their companions would have to face the awkward situation of trudging for several kilometers in the quagmire. Of course, if the elite Uruk-hai on the siege towers wanted to escape, they would also have to trudge through the quagmire.
And they were all within the firing range of the defenders of Minas Tirith! Their movement speed was limited by the Quagmire spell, so they had become live targets that they could not fight back! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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