But when the dust settled, the human alliance, who thought that their plan had succeeded, sadly discovered one thing …. Although they had killed Eviltusk, the biggest threat to the city wall at all costs, there were only two or three hundred of them left. They could no longer afford to defend the sixth city wall!
City walls were inanimate objects that did not have any active offensive power. They might look majestic, but given enough time, even a three-year-old child could climb up and conquer them. Therefore, the essence of a city wall was that there must be enough soldiers to defend it. It was the same principle as tanks and airplanes needed to be manned to be useful.
Right now, the sixth wall that the human alliance had retreated to was at least a kilometer wide. With only two to three hundred people standing on top of it, the human alliance would definitely be at a loss if they were to split into two groups and attack from two different directions! Moreover, these people were defeated and exhausted soldiers whose morale and stamina had dropped tremendously!
In other words, although the human alliance had eliminated Eviltusk as a huge threat to the city wall, they could no longer bring out the full potential of the city wall under Sheyan's scheme!
This was, in fact, an ingenious exchange. In short, to the contestants, the more chaotic the situation was, the greater the influence they could have on the overall situation. Thus, they would be more suited to reap greater benefits.
The dark side obviously did not intend to give the enemy any chance to catch their breath. Everyone had heard of the saying, "take advantage of the enemy's weakness", so they continued to attack. Everyone in the dark side was in a strange state of excitement, including the contestants. They began to exchange for Trolls that could attack the city wall at all costs.
Yes, the world was always full of variables. Once the Elven reinforcements arrived, there was no telling what kind of unexpected turn of events would occur! After all, the enemy contestants also had the Realm to carry out "macro control" behind their backs. Therefore, everyone knew that if they could end the battle today, they should not drag it out until tomorrow!
Under such circumstances, the dark side only launched two probing attacks. At the same time, Sheyan's' Virus' and the remaining Ringwraith's' Roar of Fear 'worked together to send five or six Trolls up the sixth city wall. They only lost about a hundred people in total.
Once the Trolls reached the top of the city wall, they would engage in melee combat. In terms of the strength of the storyline soldiers, it would take at least 50 to 60 soldiers to defeat a Troll on the city wall, which was difficult to besiege.
The combined attack of five to six Trolls was devastating to the morale of the Trolls.
Legolas mustered up his remaining courage and shot down two more Trolls, but he was soon caught in a pincer attack from Sheyan and Reef. He was instantly infected by the virus, and was overwhelmed with weakness and pain! At present, he immediately retreated. Although he had executed a secret elven art ….. the trio's initial goal wasn't to take his life, but to cripple his arm!!
Legolas, who could not use a bow and arrow, was like a tiger whose teeth had been pulled out. Wherever he went, most of the contestants would feel like there was a thorn in their backs. Many contestants even had the tragic experience of being shot to the point of near death by his arrow. Now that Legolas was suffering from the pain of losing his arm, everyone (except Sheyan) could not help but heave a long sigh of relief.
As for why they did not kill Legolas on the spot? That was, of course, the overall goal of the dark side. There was really no need to waste too much effort here. They were already on the sixth floor of Minas Tirith. For the human alliance, there was no way out, and reinforcements were nowhere in sight. Where could Legolas, who had lost an arm, run to?
Perhaps he could use the secret techniques of the elves to escape, but if he were to survive this battle alone, then he would definitely be labeled as a coward. To the elves who valued honor, it would be better to die than to live with such a reputation.
In this battle, Sheyan and the contestants still focused on killing and eliminating the ordinary storyline soldiers. If they were going to do it, they would do it thoroughly. The human alliance, on the other hand, gave up on the seventh wall. The remaining 40 to 50 people retreated into the White Tower, still putting up a stubborn resistance.
As the saying goes, every dog has its day. When the human alliance complacently surrounded Sheyan and the contestants in the Source of Darkness hall, they never would have imagined that things would end up like this.
What was even stranger was that, as the saying goes, karma always comes fast. On that day, the human alliance made use of macro-control to formulate an additional policy, which severely restricted the possibility of Sheyan and the contestants trying to stall for time by relying on the terrain to put up a desperate fight!
But little did they expect that this rule they had formulated would come back to bite them in the blink of an eye! But even if they had not been caught in a trap of their own making, would they have been able to hold on? The crux of the problem was, where were they going to find MTs as strong as Sheyan and Reef, who could hold back ten thousand enemies without moving an inch?
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At the top of Minas Tirith was a man-made flat ground about the size of a football field and a half. It was built entirely of white rock. The core of the place was a wide square called the Fountain of Hollows. In the middle of the square was a fountain made of white stone. Around the fountain was a wide walkway in the shape of an 'X'. The rest of the space was full of lush green grass, which contrasted nicely with the white buildings like a green carpet.
At the front of the square was a tall building in the Athenian style on Earth. It was square in shape, with many straight white stone pillars with decorative patterns on them. Time had dyed the white building with a faint grey colour, which added to its majesty. This was the heart of Minas Tirith, the main hall of the Royal Family.
To the left of the fountain in the square was an almost dead tree. This was the White Tree, which had lived for thousands of years. Legend had it that when it was in its prime, it had long and elegant leaves and many white flowers on its crown, reflecting the light like snow under the sun.
The tree was planted by Isildur himself. It symbolised the glory of the ancient Númenóreans. As long as the tree existed, the Númenórean kingdom would prosper. When the White Tree died, the kingdom would also decline. At this moment, the tree looked like it was terminally ill. It only had one last breath left to prolong its feeble existence.
Around the great White Tree were five lifelike statues that formed a triangle to protect it. The five statues were almost three meters tall. They looked like humans, but their bodies were so slender that they looked sickly and deformed at first glance. They wore helmets that glowed with a black metallic light. On the left and right sides of the helmets were ornaments that looked like bird wings. The spears in their hands were sharp and slender.
To the east of the square and to the right of the Royal Palace was the majestic White Tower. This building, which was 150 feet tall, seemed to be integrated with the whole of Minas Tirith. It was even deeply rooted in the mountain. More importantly, the windows on the top of the White Tower overlooked the Garden of the Holy Springs from above. The entrance to the White Tower was as narrow as the Source of Darkness hall.
More importantly, the surface of the White Tower and the almost withered White Tree both shone with a faint light. Before entering the tower, Gandalf had already used the Regent's Scepter to release the energy of the tombs of the late kings in the kingdom's graveyard, burning up the last bit of Gondor's fate. The White Tree and the White Tower fused together, becoming the horns of each other.
Therefore, as soon as the people of the Dark Alliance set foot in the Garden of the Holy Springs, they were met with a fierce attack from above the White Tower. Although they had expected this kind of attack, it was still quite troublesome.
Five minutes later, when they saw the number of casualties skyrocketing, Party Ace realised that they had been too naive to think that they could snatch the fruits of victory in one go. After a series of quick negotiations, they stopped attacking and arranged for the sentries to rest.
This was, after all, the era of cold weapons. Party Ace still had some troops left, but they were only the Corsairs of Umbar, which numbered less than 1,300. Even if they counted the cheapest Orcs that the contestants had hired to fill up the battlefield, the total force of the Corsairs of Umbar was no more than 2,000.
These exhausted fellows were obviously exhausted to the extreme as well. They could not even hold their weapons steadily. But it was obvious that a warm meal and six or seven hours of sleep could double their combat effectiveness. The Dark Alliance could afford to spare that much time, especially now that all seven walls of Minas Tirith had been completely conquered.
Now that the battle had reached this stage, even if the Elven reinforcements could arrive in time, it would be useless. The only thing the Dark Alliance could do, which was probably the last thing they wanted to see, was to fight the Orcs on the damned plains.
During this period, Sheyan received another piece of bad news. It seemed that the Realm on the other side was behind this. For some unknown reason, the Dingyuan and its crew had been forcibly transported back to the Pirates of the Caribbean world. From the looks of it, the Realm on the other side had also realised that this was the most critical moment, and had begun to resort to any means. It could only be described as a desperate situation.
It was precisely because of this incident that Sheyan felt that he could not afford to waste any more time. He had to complete the mission as soon as possible. Otherwise, who knew what kind of trouble would come his way? (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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