"Ah us dwarves have the strength of 6 orcs" Glalin yells. King Dain drags his hammer along the ground in front of the elves dwarves and rangers still shouting "Baruk Khazâd! Khazâd ai-mênu!" then stops. "We hold this line!!" King Dain roars to all the warriors below. "RAAAHHH" Glalin roars as he sees dark figures approaching. "Legolas Mumakill, Wargs, Trolls. Those are you archers main objective. When they are all dead let us reap havok unto the rest." Glalin says.
"How much longer Legolas..im growing old down here" Glalin yells easing the tension with the armies catching a laugh. "What do you mean growing old? Im suprised you arent walking with a cane" Kulir says with a chuckle.
"there here, get ready to fire men, theres some oliphaunts as well.. they will break down the walls and arrows from here wont take them down. i will have to go down and shoot them, finrod can take over up here" legolas yelled as they all came into view and were rather closer then thought.
"fire" legolas shouted , he also shooted himself killing one of the enermies. most of the elves had killed something but were full of nerves. "get ready men" he commanded
The orcs broke upon the line of dwarves elves and men being thrown back with merciless fury. "You orcs will have to do better than that to get into this stronghold!" Glalin yells as he swing relentlessely crushing his enemies.
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