After returning from Lonely Mountain, Wayne got a master-level quest and an epic quest from Thorin as he wished.

They are the master-level [Decapitation Operation] and the epic-level [Defeat the Enemy].

He had wanted to complete a few tasks from King Thranduil to see if he could kill two or even three birds with one stone. However, the system did not allow him to take advantage of this loophole. After testing it several times, he found that the same thing would not trigger similar tasks even if he asked other people, which made his idea of ​​getting the task rewards for free fall through.

However, this is only impossible at the system level. There is no such restriction in reality. Therefore, Wayne still got a real contract from the Elf King on the condition of assisting the Sylvan Elves in fighting against the Orc army. The reward for the commission was the right to copy the books in the Sylvan Elves' collection, which was not something particularly precious.

Such a meager reward also made the Sylvan elves believe that Wayne was just a man of high moral character who was unwilling to ask for too much, and that he was a friend worth making friends with.

Soon, a month after obtaining the intelligence, the orc army finally appeared.

They set out from the Grey Mountains and headed straight for the north. They were a group of about three thousand elite Orc warriors, fully armed, equipped with wargs, and wearing heavy armor. It was Lord Wayne who received this news.

In order not to waste time and actively improve his own strength, he simply took on the task of scouting the enemy army every day while all races were actively preparing for war. He drove the magic flying carpet out to look for the traces of the Orc army.

These are expert-level missions. Although each reconnaissance takes two to three days, the cost-effectiveness is still very high compared to completing ordinary-level missions.

After learning about this Orc army, both the dwarves and the elves became nervous.

War is no joke, and every war is accompanied by blood and death. All the races in the north, down to every individual, basically have relatives who died at the hands of orcs. This is their deep-rooted hatred that no one will forget.

As the orc army got closer, the elves and dwarves focused their attention on this army, and some brave scout teams were sent out to monitor the enemy's movements at all times.

But at this time, Wayne had no intention of taking the lead.

The first reason is that the first bird to stick its head out gets shot. Although he may be able to follow the army and continuously deplete their numbers with his flying and shooting abilities, as long as the time is long enough, he can even kill them and force them to collapse. It is not impossible for one person to destroy an entire army.

But if that happened, he would become the focus of everyone's attention, targeted by the commander among the orcs, and even affect his subsequent beheading plan.

As for the second reason, as a hero, being too dazzling is not a good thing. In addition to attracting the attention of the dark lord Sauron, it will even attract the attention of the creator god of Middle-earth and affect the plans of this powerful god.

Killing Smaug has already made him famous, and has even changed the entire Battle of Five Armies. It is not appropriate to go too far at this time, and it is a good thing to keep a low profile.

So Wayne just hid in the dark, watching the movements of the army from afar. He no longer showed up too often, but lurked like a poisonous snake.

In this fantasy world, the outcome of the battle between good and evil can basically be determined with just one large-scale battle.

If he could catch the enemy by surprise and kill them with one strike, he could take down the enemy commander as quickly as possible and destroy the enemy's command system.

It can greatly undermine the enemy's morale. Maybe in the early stage because he did not participate in the battle, there may be more casualties, but as long as the decapitation operation can be completed and the predetermined goal can be achieved, the role played and the lives saved will definitely be much stronger than being active on the battlefield from the beginning.

This elite group of orcs moved very quickly, and each man was equipped with a wolf. It took them only about five days to get from the Grey Mountains to the vicinity of the Long Lake Town ruins.

However, what no one expected was that they originally thought that this army would go directly to Lonely Mountain to attack the dwarf kingdom and avenge their predecessor Azog.

As a result, after a short rest in Changhu Town for one night, the army marched directly to the Mirkwood where the Woodland Kingdom was located, seemingly preparing to attack the Silvan elves first.

Such an action immediately put the Woodland Kingdom on high alert. All the elves were in full swing, holding their weapons, guarding their homes, ready to fight at any time.

The Elf Prince Legolas and the Elf King Thranduil did not retreat at all. They led the troops and stood at the forefront of the battlefield, ready to fight a desperate battle with the Orc army at any time.

Even the one hundred light crossbowmen composed of refugees from Changhu Town rushed to the battlefield enthusiastically and were arranged in a relatively safe defensive position, waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

Wayne was not idle either. He had actually expected that the orc army would attack the Woodland Kingdom first.

Unlike the dwarves who are protected by tall walls and huddled in deep and solid mountains, the kingdom of the woodland elves is built in the forest and does not have very strong fortifications.

Moreover, the elves are mostly archers and lightly armored. Although the number of woodland elves is currently greater than that of the Lonely Mountain dwarves, dealing with the elves who are good at long-range attacks in advance and preventing them from supporting the dwarves will also reduce the trouble in dealing with the Lonely Mountain dwarves later.

In just one day, this elite team of orcs arrived at the border of the Woodland Kingdom and blocked the palace of the Silvan Elves from the front.

Without any verbal communication, the two sides started fighting with real weapons as soon as they met.

The elves' city walls were not very high, probably only about three or four stories high, and could not be compared with the walls of Lonely Mountain that were dozens of meters high. But even so, it was not a height that the orcs could climb with their bare hands.

However, the Orcs have become adept at using various means of warfare during their thousands of years of confrontation with Elves, Men, and Dwarves. Although they are barbaric and brutal, they are not fools without intelligence.

After the battle began, these elite orcs immediately formed groups of seven or eight, holding huge shields and carrying long siege ladders, and rushed towards the elves on the city wall.

However, the elven archers were not vegetarians either. Under the leadership of the elven prince Legolas, they all changed their weapons to blazing flaming arrows and sent out a large number of golden-armored elven guards to guard the city walls and the archers behind them.

In addition, there are many defensive measures on the elves' walls. Although their walls are not tall enough, they are more practical than many human walls in terms of the sophistication of their design.

After the siege began, both sides quickly entered a stalemate.

These well-equipped orcs were ferocious, had thick skin and strong flesh, and carried shields with large defensive areas, which seriously affected the lethality of the elves' bows and arrows. Most of them could only rely on the burning of flames and the precise attacks of the archers to cause casualties.

The golden-armored guards on the city walls were all excellent fighters with strong martial arts and well-equipped. With them guarding the city walls, the Orc warriors could not rush up the city walls relying solely on siege ladders without numerical suppression.

After a lot of fighting, both sides were in a state of exhaustion. The warriors of the Forest Kingdom consumed arrows and physical strength, while the orcs consumed their lives.

These savage creatures seemed to have no fear, or perhaps their lives were not worth mentioning. Even though they suffered heavy casualties, they showed no fear and continued to charge towards the city wall with their shields held high.

Just twenty minutes into the battle, the army of three thousand men lost about five hundred men, and a whole circle of corpses was piled up under the elves' city wall.

However, such an advantage did not make Wayne, who was standing on a high place watching the battle, feel satisfied. Instead, it made him feel a little doubtful.

He remembered that in the original movie, the orc army was still very strong.

In the Battle of Five Armies, the Orcs' army not only had a large number of Orc legions, but also a large number of Wargs and six or seven meter tall ogres fighting together. The most terrifying thing was that they seemed to be able to control a kind of super giant monster called the drill worm to dig a tunnel directly on the ground, and even cross a long distance to create an underground tunnel to reach the battlefield.

Although these elite orcs are well-equipped and have high morale, their combat effectiveness is indeed not that good and they cannot be considered the main force of the orcs.

Moreover, after observing for a long time, Wayne did not see their commander or senior generals, nor did he see any outstanding figures.

Could it be that after he killed Azog, the Orc army had no successors?

With such doubts, Wayne turned to look at King Thranduil who was sitting on a huge elk beside him, and reminded him cautiously: "Your Majesty Thranduil, I think something is wrong. The orc army is too weak."

"Such an army of 3,000 men is too weak and unreasonable, whether it is to attack the dwarves of Lonely Mountain or to deal with your Woodland Kingdom."

"They must have hidden tricks up their sleeves. We must be careful."

King Thranduil's handsome face was also heavy. After listening to Wayne's words, the Elf King nodded in approval and said, "I think the same as you, Wayne."

"We have fought the orcs for thousands of years and have some idea of ​​their power."

"The army that is attacking the city is definitely just their bait. Their main force must still be lurking somewhere."

"So, I didn't send out all the troops. Only a small part of them are on the city wall. Currently, my guard captain Taoriel is leading most of the troops and is on standby at any time to deal with any unexpected events that may happen next."

Seeing that the Elf King was well prepared, Wayne breathed a sigh of relief. He had no experience in large-scale combat and was a complete novice in military operations. The only thing he could control was his own strength.

Soon, another twenty minutes of fighting had passed, and the number of Orc troops had dropped from two thousand five hundred to about two thousand, with nearly one third of them suffering casualties.

But even so, they still failed to reach the city wall, and even more than a dozen siege ladders used for attacking the city were burned. The siege was obviously doomed to failure.

However, just as Wayne and others were becoming more and more confused, a rapid and sharp horn sound suddenly came from behind them, intertwined with a large number of noisy and loud roars.

Hearing these voices, the Elf King Thranduil's face changed. He immediately pulled the reins of the giant elk under him and said to Wayne:

"Please come with me, Wayne."

"It should be the orcs who launched an attack behind us."

As he said this, he didn't care whether Wayne agreed or not. He shook the reins in his hand, gave a look to Legolas who was standing on the city wall in charge of command, then rode the huge elk quickly, jumped down the city wall, and rushed towards the battlefield behind him.

Wayne took a look at the battle on the city wall, the outcome of which was basically certain, and jumped down. He mounted a warhorse and followed the Elf King towards the battlefield over there.

(End of this chapter)