After all, Thorin is just an orderly in the army. Although he has seen war and knows how to lay out fortifications.

But expecting him to take charge alone is a bit overwhelming.

Juan turned and asked the dwarf leader Muradin Bronzebeard: "Bronzebeard, what do you think?"

"Your Majesty the Head of State, the enemy is approaching fiercely. How about we avoid its edge, lure the enemy deep, and then annihilate it in one fell swoop."

If you want to run away, just say so. It's so fancy that people who don't understand it really think it's a good idea. You're worthy of being a leader.

Juan asked Ya Ling again: "Ya Ling, what do you think?"

Ya Ling puffed up her chest: "Boss, I will carry out your orders!"

Very good, I have an attitude, but I don’t have breasts, so it’s useless to lift them up.

Juan knew that he had to rely on himself.

He quickly analyzed the enemy's situation: the orcs were only powerful in close combat, but Thorin's fortifications could perfectly suppress their opponents.

Therefore, as long as the enemy's explosives are restrained and the fortifications are preserved, the position will not be in danger.

At this time, the orcs began to attack again, and they seemed not to give Juan time to think.

Another wave of orcs came out of the woods, bringing with them rafts of rafts and explosive packs to replenish the troops who were repairing outside the shooting range of the rear tower.

Juan didn't know how many orcs and explosive packets Jack had brought here, and why there were endless waves.

But he knew that due to the terrain limitations of the valley, Jack could not devote all the orc troops at once.

While Juan was observing and thinking, the repaired orcs, about 500 of them, set off carrying rafts.

However, there were about 70 orcs carrying explosive bags, and they stayed where they were. They probably waited for other orcs to destroy the barbed wire and pave the trench before charging.

After entering the shooting range of the back tower, the more than 500 orcs began to climb the back hill under the constant fire of lead balls and occasional lightning arrows.

From time to time, orcs fell, but this loss was not enough to scare them.

After the orcs climbed up the back hill, the dwarf and elf soldiers on the back wall also started shooting.

The orcs' losses increased suddenly, but they continued to advance and began to destroy barbed wire fences and trenches.

The 70 orcs who had not yet entered the shooting range of the rear tower were waiting anxiously with explosive bags.

Juan suddenly saw an opportunity.

There was a big gap between the 500 orcs who attacked the back hill and the 70 orcs who were outside the shooting range of the back tower.

Unlike Jack who doesn't like gambling, Juan dares to gamble.

Now, he decided to take a chance.

"Get in the car and run after me!"

Juan jumped out of the bunker and called 50 Dragon Self-Defense Force members to board the vehicle.

Then, he personally drove the floating truck and led the dragon soldiers to charge.

Juan actually didn't want to be so violent, but he was the only driver at the moment, so he had no choice but to get in if he didn't want to.

The floating truck passed through the doorway of the back city wall, followed the "Z" shaped valley, and quickly cut into the middle of the two waves of orcs.

"Fire!"

The Dragon Self-Defense Team members in the car poured out a wave of bullets at the 70 orcs carrying explosive bags.

Some of the scorching bullets penetrated the orcs' strong muscles, and some hit the explosive packs.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

Explosive packs exploded one after another, and in an instant, the 70 orcs turned into minced meat all over the ground.

The orcs on the back hill were stunned.

Later, they realized that even if they destroyed the barbed wire and trenches and lost the explosive charges, they would not be able to break into the rear tower.

Continue to stay on the top of the back hill, just waiting to die.

Some of the orcs turned around and ran away, and soon it was a rout.

But it's easier to go up the mountain than to go down, especially since there are 50 Dragon Self-Defense Forces carrying AK-47s in the valley, blocking their retreat route.

Under the pincer attack from the rear tower and the dragon self-defense team, more than 100 orcs died in a short period of time.

The remaining orcs lost their morale and fell to the ground to surrender.

The matter of surrender had nothing to do with Juan, it was left to the soldiers to do it.

He looked nervously at the dark cumulus clouds and sent Soma's identification code over and over again.

"Password input failed, the object is not within the control range."

"Password input failed, the object is not within the control range."

…

Until the end of the surrender, when Juan drove the floating truck out of the valley, Jack did nothing.

Then the wind started blowing in the mountains, and then it started to rain.

The rain started out like a thick white cloth, then slowly weakened and became like a curtain.

The wind was so strong that when speaking face to face, one had to yell to be heard.

The elf scout, who was soaked all over, ran in and came back. He was exhausted and yelled at Juan with a hoarse throat:

"They're gone! Retreating! There are no orcs in the woods!"

"What did you say?"

"Retreat! The enemy has escaped! We win!"

"Okay, thank you!"

"What? What did you say, Head of State?!"

"I said you can go and rest! Go and rest!"

"As you command!"

The scout bowed and left.

Juan turned his head, leaned into Ya Ling's ear, and roared to tell her the news of victory.

The eladrin told Thorin the news again, and Thorin told Muradin Bronzebeard.

Then all the creatures in the trench began to cheer, but like a pantomime, no one could hear what others were shouting except for the sound of the wind.

Then Muradin Bronzebeard came over and pulled Huan's clothes, so Huan bent down and put his ear to his mouth.

"We have to retreat too!"

"What?"

"retreat!"

"Why?!"

"Water! Rain! This place is going to be flooded!"

"Okay! Let's go to the truck!"

The approximately 50 meters from the trench to the truck became the most difficult stretch in the battle for the valley for Juan.

Juan climbed over, in the rushing stream, along the original path, just like everyone else.

It's impossible to walk upright, but it's possible to fly upside down, but no one knows how it will land.

After entering the cab and closing the door, the whole world became quiet.

Juan, who was soaked all over, was even a little uncomfortable with it.

While he was picking his ears to let the water out as quickly as possible, he yelled: "When will this damn rain last?"

"Four months, boss!"

"What?"

"Next four months!"

"What a joke! It rained so hard for four months! Wouldn't the savanna turn into a lake?"

"No, it rained hard at the beginning and then intermittently, but it will rain every day until four months later."

"What the hell is the weather! Is it really going to rain for four months?"

"Yes, boss, this is the rainy season, which lasts four months in a year."

Huan couldn't believe it. He turned to look at Thorin and Muradin Bronzebeard.

They all nodded: "Yes, rainy season."

"What about the position? Can it be repaired?"

Muradin Bronzebeard shook his head: "It's difficult. In this kind of weather, construction is very difficult."

Thorin interrupted: "Sir, don't worry, the enemy is more difficult than us."

Juan settled down and realized that it was indeed impossible to use black powder explosive bags in such weather.

Even if there is only one tower and a wall left, it is not something that the orcs without explosives can break through.

As long as the "ghost" doesn't dare to come, that's all.


Chapter completed!