Under the gloomy and deep sky, people were surging in the castle above the high hills, and fully armed orcs stood in rows to guard the city walls, while some relatively thin logistics personnel were responsible for the equipment of weapons and the transportation of the city guards.

Gravel, tincture oil, catapults, corrosive liquids, etc.

They were very well prepared, and the number of reinforcements from the north that arrived not long ago was significantly superior.

So much so that the orcs were full of confidence and their fists were about to stop the three tribes from spreading.

At the same time, some officers who commanded the war were also guarding against someone's assassination. They were either hidden in the dark or stuffed inside the iron lumps. Some fierce ones even stared at the archers around, asking them to shoot arrows directly and die with the enemy.

Although Charle's various deeds made him very famous in the camp of elves and even human dwarves, this reputation was born after stepping on the bones of countless dead orcs.

So much so that in Angban, his reputation was only strong and not weak, which was enough to make a "child cry".

Some of the orcs hated him, some feared him, and some worshiped him inexplicably.

With all kinds of emotions gathering, the single team will probably run away when they meet Charles, but if the number is sufficient to form a military formation, it will make them more fierce.

Under the dim sky, the dark coalition of the three tribes became clearer because the orcs could not compare with the elves. In addition, the fog was everywhere, so they felt that the southern plain seemed to be full of enemies, and they looked all over the army.

So much so that many orcs suddenly became timid and nervous.

However, in fact, their number is much higher than the number of coalition forces that are about to siege the city. In addition, the defense of the city wall and the height of the terrain, the balance actually tends to be dark.

Unfortunately, the enemy is not prepared to play according to the routine.

On the wall of Shimlin, a half-orc archer who was tightly holding his weapon in his hand and swallowing his saliva suddenly felt that the wind around him seemed to be getting a little violent.

Due to the terrain and geographical location, the environment of Shimlin has always been cold and windy, but this kind of wind generally does not cause too much trouble.

But at this time the cold wind around that was not strong seemed to be filled with a strong support, and suddenly began to aggravate!

The strong wind swirled with the cold, and the fog rippled violently.

The orcs on the city wall shivered one after another. An officer cursed at the haunting weather, but he didn't expect that the iron helmet he had not worn on his head would suddenly fall off by the wind.

Shimrin's wind became even more intense.

From the normal storm to the storm, all the dust under your feet was rolled up and raging. The hoarse whimpering sound took only one or two minutes from the initial faint to the last loud!

The surrounding wind is accompanied by dust, sand and stone, mixed with the thick fog, as if forming curtains that block the sight.

The strong wind from all directions made many half-beast soldiers increasingly unstable. They paniced and screamed, some resisted the wall, while others simply lay on the ground.

Some of them were unable to react and even fell into a slight way and were eventually blown down from the wall!

From a distance, a tornado that was originally surrounded by mist suddenly rolled up in the towering fortress. During the crazy spread, it became thick and hazy, and eventually even evolved into a giant tornado that covered the entire fortress, unable to stop the winding and rising giant tornado!

The dark and hazy tornado was like a huge wind python. As a large number of black dots were "swallowed into the belly" by it from bottom to top, its body gradually grew and grew until it penetrated into the gray and black clouds in the sky!

The clouds rippled violently, and the sky that became as black as ink as a will in the north poured downwards, as if the vast river was facing a sudden funnel-shaped water eye, black poured into the mouth of the python, and eventually drove out the darkness and spread downwards like energy transport.

boom--!

It was as if the vast thunder struck the rocks, and when the black reached the lowest end of the tornado, it directly exploded the fortress that was chaotic and fuzzy in the wind!

Countless gravels flew around, as big as some vast meteorites falling from the sky, and violently smashed on the ground outside Shimlin with strong wind, and obvious cracks and deep pits appeared everywhere.

The smaller ones are like a dense rain of arrows, which rotates and splashes around under the wind, which is very fierce.

Some even flew to the far-reaching coalition forces of Shimlin!

The whizzing sound of a large number of stones piercing through the air was vaguely heard, and a roar spread out from the depths of the north. The sound caused the black clouds in the sky to rotate violently, so that the huge python connecting the world lost its subsequent power, but this could not stop what had happened - after the explosion, Shimlin had become a ruin!

The attacking heart originated from the winds of countless military forces, the unique talent that has become stronger and stronger, and more importantly, the wonderful mutation that occurs after the assassination...

Even though Morgoth had already transferred his will during this period, even though its dark realm was powerful, it did not successfully suppress the tornado python that slowly converged and dissipated due to success!

The strong wind stopped, and countless small black dots that were absorbed by the tornado were screaming and were thrown away in all directions. Then, like dumplings, they heard continuous sounds. Looking down from a high altitude, the flowers made of black blood bloomed around Shimlin, one after another, overlapping and densely packed...

The violently volatile mood slowly calmed down as the giant python dissipated, originating from its ability to continue to grow. At this time, Charles was no longer as difficult as it was to activate this miraculous power.

Withdrew his gaze, he looked down at the two dwarf kings next to him, and found that they were looking at the orc showing wildly in the direction of Shimlin, stunned.

"Is this the Mahal crown showing his power?"

The dwarf king Azaghar subconsciously murmured, not being able to defend against all this at the moment.

"Or it may be the blessing of the Western Wind Lord. Don't forget that there are a group of big eagles following us." Shir responded seriously.

However, Halies on the other side stared at him, his eyes flashing.

More than 20 years ago, this man made a miracle that she has made and even the entire Haradian tribe unforgettable. At this moment, the miracle has been revealed in front of him again!

Not only Halies, some other humans here also looked at the existence of the white deer riding, with a frenzy look.

However, in fact, not many humans can see the specific situation clearly, after all, the entire army is everywhere.

Except for the front row, the other large troops were basically confused - although they could see the rise of a tornado and the fall of a large number of orcs, they did not understand the specific situation.

However, as they marched towards the broken Shimlin and finally entered the inside of the ruins, everything became clear.

The high hills on the outside and the uneven rocky areas around the hills are covered with corpses and black blood. The existence of those who die with their eyes closed makes people look chilling.

Following the stairs of the corpse, I found that the exterior wall of Shimlin was twisted, and the buildings on both sides of the interior collapsed and chaotic, as if washing away all the dark and evil roads were spotless.

The black blood and messy military equipment were broken and scattered, and the orc corpses fell to the wall, or were pressed down by the ruins, or broken in half, soft, as if the bones of the whole body were crushed.

Some of the tenacious vitality survived, but they were frightened and trembled in fear when facing the continuous army.

It seems to be scared crazy.

The soldiers who entered the line were also shocked by this, and many of them were even confused.

The person involved in this caused it did not explain anything. Instead, after explaining some things, he quietly disappeared into the ruins of Shimlin and officially sneaked towards the north.

...

In the early autumn of the First Age 373, the battle of the Alliance's counterattack against Angban began. Under the leadership of the leaders of the three tribes, the Alliance regained the important land of Shimlin without any effort.

It was just because the 50,000 dark army stationed here were destroyed by the sudden tornado.

This great victory made many scholars in contemporary times and later generations quite absurd.
Chapter completed!