The capital of the elves, Eldoria.
The city was filled with a solemn atmosphere, and the streets were full of patrolling soldiers. More soldiers were already waiting seriously on the city walls, archers and shieldmen had already lined up, and various ballista and catapults had also been deployed. All of this was because outside the city walls was a large army of orcs.
General Duskblade is walking on the walls, inspecting, making sure everything is prepared for the upcoming battle. Beside him, is the king Eldarion, boosting the morale of the defenders.
"Can we hold them until the Soviets come?" Eldarion asked uncertainly.
"Maybe. Food in the city can support everyone to survive for another month, but we lack ammunition and weapons. The magic barrier is sometimes good and sometimes bad, depending on our luck; the Soviet weapons have affected it seriously."
Eldarion sighed.
"Hope the Soviets can move faster."
Similar to what Duskblade has heard many times from Eldarion, they can only rely on the Soviets now.
And outside the city, the orcs have also prepared everything they could. The ballista and catapult are ready, just waiting for the order to attack. They are the remnants of the Orcs' army now, the time when Aba Aba decided to split their army to continue the assault on the elves, while the other half returned to defend the Soviets.
In the sky, there are dragons from the undead. The Emperor's 'God of Death' came to this expedition personally. However, they have been beaten by the Soviets and have lost their former sharpness. Most of the dragons and their rider don't even dare to fly, but instead camouflage themselves on the ground so that the Soviet Aircraft can't shoot them down.
Only a few have been sent to the sky to perform the necessary alert post. Even the 'God of Death' he is prepared to run if there is a single Soviet aircraft appears here. A portal has been prepared, easier for him and his dragon rider to escape.
"When did Aba Aba are ready for you all to attack?" The 'God of Death' asks Aba Aba, adjutant.
"Soon, my emperor." The adjutant again looked at the position of the sky, gave the order to the troops with an uneasy mood.
"Fire!"
Catapult and Ballista immediately launched. The heavy objects that have been thrown smashed heavily on the wall, some of it has been blocked by the magic barrier. Some hit directly on the line of soldiers, and even some special ones, the heavy objects will separate in the sky and be able to hit accurately on all the elves' catapult and ballista positions.
The Orcs start to charge, carrying with them a ladder and try to rush to the wall. Meanwhile, the elves' archer on the wall also starts doing their job, shooting arrows according to order. Many of the Orcs that are charging have been hit, even though they have a shield.
As a result of the Soviet nuke weapon, only limited magic can be applied, causing this battle to be more like conventional medieval warfare.
The Orcs' wave assault and also their catapult and ballista fire are far stronger than the elves had predicted. The consequences are that, only on the first assault, the elves failed to stop them from approaching the wall.
'God of Death', who was staying behind observing the battlefield, also gave his men a signal, ordered their dragon to conduct the raid on the city. Aba Aba's adjutant, looking at the side, slightly shook his head.
The only reason for joining the battle now is just they want to keep their strength, but what can he do? The orcs kingdom is at the edge of destruction, can't ask for much since the undead are already willing to come and join the battle.
The dragon that covered the sky began to fly towards the city, destroying the remaining ballista and catapult of the elves. Of course, more on the ballista since it is the only weapon that can threaten them.
From the cover of the dragon, more and more Orcs can approach the wall. Many of the Orcs start setting the ladder on the wall and climb up it.
As more and more orcs get on the wall, the archer and the shieldman swap positions. In a moment, the battlefield fell into a stalemate, and both sides were temporarily unable to make a bigger breakthrough.
Orcs are trying to get to and occupy the wall, while the formation of the shieldmen stops them from doing it. The catapult from the Orcs stopped firing on the wall just to prevent friendly fire.
The situation changed again when another orc's war machine joined the battlefield, the siege tower. While the elves have absolutely no good ways to destroy it. Not long later, many parts of the wall were declared lost.
At this time, Aba Aba has also returned, does not know what kind of way he has used, he is faster than the Soviet transport plane. He immediately walked towards his adjutant and asked about the current situation.
"We are breaking through on some part of the wall, and still working on the other. The elves are tenacious, almost fighting to the last man."
"We are out of time, the Soviets are coming, ask for the suicide attack, the elves should die together with us."
Aba aba did not tell what had happened, of course he could not.
As the order was issued, the Orcs again gained progress with a quicker speed. A massive amount of orcs carrying explosives rush into the line of elves and create a gap from the explosion and allowing the other to enter.
Duskblade is commanding a group of soldiers defending an important street in the city. He shot down an orc that tried to conduct another suicide attack, as he fell in the middle of orcs, an explosion exploded as well, causing all the orcs to be blown into pieces like him.
Just as he was fighting, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a huge dragon flying towards the castle in the center of the city, where the king Eldarion was.