I Have a Monster Farm

In the human kingdom of Middle-earth, the national system is similar to that of the European feudal Middle Ages.

The king is the largest lord, and under the king, a smaller layer of lords everywhere is divided according to their titles.

Under these lords, farmers serve the lords and carry out production activities in accordance with regulations in the territory. Some raise livestock, some specialize in planting crops, some blacksmith, and some make clothes.

In such fringe farms, there will be no organized lord's troops. Their troops are more scattered in the hands of their own lords, and most of their own troops are permanently stationed in the lord's castle.

Seeing the large-scale invasion of orcs right now, all they can do is to escape and then tell the news to the lord.

"drive!"

A steed left the village at an extremely fast speed, and it rode so fast that even an ordinary farmer in Rohan would not be too bad at riding a horse.

Ashger snorted coldly when he saw the people running away, clamped his legs, and the tall wolf understood what he meant.

He directly accelerated towards the direction of the steed, shortened the distance in an instant, picked up the longbow at his waist, and aimed it directly at the bow.

With a puff, the long arrow shot out through the body, and the fleeing man fell directly from the horse.

"Surround them and kill all who resist!"

"yes"

The wolf cavalry separated left and right, encircling the entire village like a big net and approaching step by step.

There were burly farmers who dared to resist with farm tools, but the dark orcs were merciless. All those who resisted greeted them directly with cold blades, bows and arrows.

After a face-to-face meeting, more than a dozen people who dared to resist were killed.

In the distance, there was the sound of heavier footsteps. It was a troop of 3,000 orcs. They were marching in a hurry, closely following the cavalry.

Their arrival completely made the whole village no longer dare to resist.

There was a huge gap in numbers, and they had absolutely no room to resist, and more importantly, the orcs didn't kill everyone indiscriminately this time.

Ashgar asked the orcs to drive everyone to the front of the village, and the orc cavalry surrounded them all.

Ashger rode a tall warg around these trembling villagers, and the low growl of the warg made them even more frightened. The mother pulled the child into her arms and lowered her head deeply, fearing that Ah Shige stared at it.

"Take your tools and follow us. If one escapes, ten will be killed. If ten escape, everyone will die."

"Where are we going?"

Suddenly someone dared to ask a question, Ashgar directly swung his whip, knocking the young man to the ground.

"Master's gift, you can live, but don't talk too much, go."

Hundreds of people in a village were escorted back to Isinger by a part of the orcs who were separated like livestock. Together with their farm tools, of course, the entire village was looted.

The entire village was completely looted, and a fire completely burned the village, completely destroying the entire village.

Then Ashgar led his own wolf cavalry and wild boar cavalry and began to rush towards the next village.

The infantry, on the other hand, followed the pace of the cavalry in a hurried marching posture and marched together.

Ashgar's movements were much faster than expected. In less than half a month, he had already swept nearly seven or eight villages in the area near Isinger.

The orc infantry has been divided into nearly 2,000 people and transported the looted materials and population back to Isinger.

The number of people at Ashger's side was further reduced, and their movements became slower and slower.

Slowly moving, coupled with the increase in the number of villages destroyed, their movement finally ushered in the encirclement and suppression of the lord of the territory.

"Lord Ashgar, the human army is coming, two thousand cavalry."

The scout orc quickly came to Ashgar, his tone was full of disdain, obviously looking down on these two thousand cavalrymen.

"Two thousand, we were underestimated, let them know how powerful the orcs are."

Ashger drew out his big knife, knocked on his armor, and made a clanging sound.

"For the glory of Essinger."

"For the glory of Essinger!"

"For master!"

"For master!"

With two shouts in unison, the wolf cavalry and wild boar cavalry lined up neatly. Even if the infantry hadn't arrived yet, this army didn't worry about their defeat at all.

The cavalry quickly occupied the small high ground not far away, like an iron curtain, and the Rohan cavalry had already assembled in the distance.

Erkenbrand also saw the orc cavalry. He drew out his long sword, his eyes were firm, and he shouted loudly: "Knights, the dirty orcs are right in front of you, crush them with our iron hooves, and avenge our loved ones." !"

"revenge!"

They are all men on horseback, and Erkenbrand is a resolute and strong lord. He will never allow the orcs to wreak havoc on his territory.

In fact, the reason why he responded so slowly when he dispatched troops was not because he was incompetent, but because the prince of Rohan, Xiyoud, was in charge of the army in this territory before, to guard against Isinger's orcs.

Not long ago, because Saruman was defeated by Zhang Ziyu, his control over King Theoden of Rohan was released, and major changes occurred in the capital, so he hurried back.

His departure also created a brief handover vacuum on defense.

Erkenbrand dared to take charge of the army to attack immediately at this time, he was already decisive enough.

All the Rohan cavalry raised their weapons high, clamped their legs, and the tall horses galloped quickly, rushing towards the orc cavalry on the hillside.

"kill!"

Ashgar was even more not a timid person, so he directly ordered an attack, and the orc cavalry charged towards Erkenbrand's cavalry like a torrent.

The torrent collided together, under the powerful impact and sharp weapon ratio, the orc and the knight collided face to face, and the bones of the orc and the knight were directly smashed and fell to the ground.

The weapons pierced through the body, and the blood swayed like a spring. Whether it was a human or an orc who fell to the ground, they would be trampled by the ruthless iron hooves of wargs, wild boars, and horses until their flesh and blood were mutilated.

The charge of the cavalry was like a running meat grinder, devouring life mercilessly.

However, as long as a charge is initiated, there is no retreat at all. Only charging, killing the enemy, and completely penetrating the opponent will end the round.

Life was constantly being devoured, and the number of Erkenbrand's 2,000 cavalry was far greater than that of Ashgar's orc cavalry.

However, this does not determine the outcome of a battle.

The dark orcs are stronger, the wargs are more fierce, and the long-haired wild boars are as strong as a small tank.

The torrent of black orc cavalry, after the confrontation, still retained a strong tearing ability, advancing ruthlessly, and more and more human cavalry were cut off from their horses.

"For Essinger!"

Azog took the lead, cutting off the heads of countless human cavalrymen with his broad and sharp sword.

His loud cry made the orc cavalry burst out with even more astonishing power, and the tearing speed became faster.

Erkenbrand looked solemn and his eyes were serious.

Can't let the damned orcs go on, or they'll be shot through.

He made up his mind, gripped the sharp long sword tightly in his hand, sat down on his mount to understand it, and quietly launched a charge, rushing towards Azog.

Azog was so sensitive, he immediately noticed Erkenbrand's actions, showed a ferocious smile, then clamped his mount, and launched a charge.