The dwarven army sustained heavy casualties on their side when Azog brought his dragons into the fight, Magni and Falstad quickly retreated back with what's left of the dwarves and gnomes while the gryphons and copters go deal with the dragons for the time being, they begin retreating back further to the north on the road to recover and before Azog and Blackhand can advance but they hold their position for the time being, they too are recovering due to losing a lot of forces on the battlefield however they are waiting for the rest of the army to arrive.
In the Badlands the orcs are still fighting against the Dark Iron Dwarves in Angor Fortress, Moira manage to retreat back to her fortress where she and the rest of her forces battle against ten thousand orcs. The orcs brought in a few trolls with catapults attach to the back of it, firing rocks upon the fortress while Moira and her dwarves fights against the orcs outside and inside, holding them off as much as they can however Moira can't keep going forever and her golems are the only thing pushing the orcs back. Seeing as there is no help arriving she ends up retreating with her dwarves when she got off her ram, her ram got hit a few times to the side causing it to fall to the side, she ends up rolling to the side and continues striking against the orcs until she and the rest retreats while the orcs started to reform together, ready to send one more charge to finish this fight for good.
The dwarves of the Ironforge and Wildhammer began retreating back to one of the entrances of Dun Morogh in the south, having probably four to five thousand dwarves and a couple of hundreds of gnomes at the ready, both Falstad and Magni rides through their armies to regroup together to explain what is happening out there, finding a new option to take on the orcs.
"I almost had my chance my king…. We should have kept going!"
"If we kept going we wouldn't have anywhere else to go." Magni looks out to the south "We couldn't keep fighting, not unless we have anything to take out those dragons."
"Damn those dragons…. They pretty much wiped out our entire air force, they even destroyed the gnomes…."
"Milord!"
Both Magni and Falstad turn their attention back seeing a high elf riding towards them well armed and ready, riding through to meet with the two lords to quickly remind them on what's about to come. "King Bronzebeard… lord Wildhammer…"
"Your high elves… about bloody time you lot arrived." Magni rides towards him "Where's the rest of your army?"
"We are arriving soon; all we need is some assistance on delivering the Mana Bomb."
"The Mana Bomb?" Falstad asks
"We thought that we could use a powerful device made by our king to use it against the enemy, if we do it correct then the orcs won't see it coming. We can end this fight with that bomb."
"Dropping a bomb here on the battlefield is bad news." Falstad looks at Magni "We can't let these elves use a bomb in our land, they could end up removing our army as well."
"We are not going to sink that low to become the enemy, Lor'themar is leading the campaign to attack the orcs with his forces, we will arrive in a few hours so all you need to do is hold the lines and make sure that you retreat when we deliver the bomb to its destination."
"We can't survive another wave from them, however I don't want this weapon to be used unless that's our last resort." Magni said then looks back to his dwarves "Prepare for a defence here, we will stop these bastards here and now until the elves arrive."
"Very well then…. Hold the line for a few hours." The elf turns back and rides back to Lor'themar and his legion.
"Do we have enough time to hold this position?" Falstad asks
"We will find out then." Magni rides off
"Hey… what about Moira?!" Falstad looks back to Magni causing him to stop
He will turn his head to the side then looks forward shaking his head then rides off while his dwarves prepare a defence here. While they stand in a large square looking formation on the road and making sure they don't go around them, they hold a large line formation on the path while the orcs are preparing for a large march together all they have to do is wait and discuss while the three dragon's circles around the orcs for the time being.
Azog and Bolg walks up to Blackhand seeing him signalling his orcs to march with what is left of the orcs of Mordor, seeing only a thousand orcs here while the rest of them are all Blackrock orcs the size of a legion maybe. Blackhand will look over to the two when they come over.
"Were moving out to deal with the dwarves." He points up at the dragons then lowers quickly "We will use the dragons to deal damage to the dwarves then we will finish them off."
"The rest of my army is fighting what is left of the dwarves in the Badlands, once they are done there they will regroup with us."
"And how long until our extra reinforcements arrive to help us?" Blackhand asks
"Soon." Azog turns back and returns to his white warg and so does Bolg as well
"Hmn… we are close." Blackhand looks forward, holding his weapons ready as he goes walking through his orcs to get to the front line of his army.
The battle plan in Khaz Modan is going to get worst as on the dwarven side they will end up being locked into the centre of the fight as if the orcs in the Badlands succeed on destroying Angor Fortress, they will march to the north east through a path that will go past Uldaman then to Loch Modan. They plan to send their legion around so they can attack the dwarves from behind but they already know that five thousand high elves will be coming so they will likely try to deal with the elves head on or they will attack from the rear, it will depend on who gets there first but it will probably push the dwarves back into Dun Morogh and maybe will stand a defence in the Ironforge which will leave the elves alone to take on the orcs and their reinforcements so whatever happens out here it will decide the fate of Khaz Modan, this fight will be brutal just like Stormwind.
In twenty minutes later the dwarves are all prepared and got a strategy figured out for the time being, they will prepare a triangle formation with their siege weapons at the back and their riflemen's at the front for the time being, the rest will remain in the middle waiting for the Blackrock army and the rest of the forces of Azog to march towards them. Azog will lay back and will watch this outcome from afar while Bolg and Blackhand will lead the attack against the dwarves' final stand on the battlefield, if they lose then they will no longer be able to protect the Ironforge and anywhere else in Khaz Modan.
Falstad rides forward standing by the king's side, he too was on a ram looking out on the valley with a serious look seeing them appearing before them. "Here they come milord…" Falstad said looking out there.
"Yeah… Alright let's get this show started right lad?"
"Yeah."
The armies of orcs continue marching like a black wave until finally Blackhand and Bolg started to speed things up by going faster, they will begin to sprint while having their weapons drawn ready to do battle and can't wait any longer. Magni quickly signals the attack on his end by letting the siege tanks to fire upon the orcs, he will also notice that the three dragons that devastated his forces before started coming upon them, the tanks and men with their rifles will try to target them while those at the front row will open fire to blast the orcs to bits.
The orcs keep charging ignoring all the heavy fire from their artilleries and gunfire, getting their bodies blown back and in pieces by their siege weapons as they are being slaughtered but they still keep going, as the dragons continues flying towards them with the army the one in the middle ended up taking a hit a few times, one in the gut by one of the tanks and a few times by their rifles finally sending one falling down and crashing on top of the orcs. This here caused half the army of orcs to hold position due to the dragon smashing on top of them, the rest will charge until they notice the rest of their forces are slowing down which will give Magni and Falstad the signal to charge against their enemy on the battlefield and not wait for them.
The dwarves with their rifles held back just to reload and deal with the dragons that are about to come down for a dive upon them to unleash their fire upon them. Magni and Falstad signals the rest of their infantry to charge with what they have against the orcs, Bolg and Blackhand did notice this and are force to charge with what they have and hope that the rest of their orcs will get there sooner, both the dragons will dive down sending lines of fire upon the armies of the dwarves before they clash against the orcs, getting the dragons to fly past the dwarves and avoiding tank fires and gunshots, taking a few hits and ignores them they will start to deal with the ones attacking them while the orcs are dealing with the infantry.
They clash against each other hard fighting with what they have left in them to win this fight, both sides giving all they got so whatever happens here it will end here or it will continue to keep going for a while longer. Azog on his white warg looks out on the high grounds looking at the field, seeing the orcs that got left behind finally charging to assist Bolg and Blackhand, the two dragons flying around to deal with the dwarves and he will look to the east, waiting for the rest of his army to arrive before they lose this battle to the dwarves.
Falstad rams through many orcs and gets halted by a Blackrock Orc causing him to fall off his ram, picking up his axe and started swinging through some of the orcs, trying to stay in the sigh of Magni while he keeps ramming through, stopping one so he can start striking them down and having his ram to kick an Orc that tried to get him from behind. Falstad will turn his attention towards Bolg seeing him striking down two of his dwarves, turning his head to Falstad having a smile on his face as those two were to fight again right here right now. Both will charge towards one another in the middle of the army clashing, fighting against each other while Blackhand gets off his wolf, letting it go off to attack the dwarves while he will strike through any dwarf that stands in his way from walking over to Magni to finish this fight.
"The Bronzebeard family… dies from my hands!" Blackhand shouts at Magni when he is slowly getting closer, grabbing an Orc and throwing him out of the way getting Magni to turn his head to Blackhand.
As they are about to charge to one another suddenly a horn goes off echoing throughout this field that got their attention, the fight is still going but only the four leaders of this attack will turn their attention to the north of Khaz Modan and even the riflemen will turn their attention towards the location where finally the high elves of Quel'Thalas finally arrived to the battlefield with Lor'themar leading the campaign against the orcs. This furious Azog when he looks out there seeing the high elves finally here, this will be back if they join in the battle.
The dragons have already burned a lot of dwarves down there however one was force to land to deal with them personally, the other will turn its attention to the elves. Lor'themar quickly acts as he saw the dragon coming towards them, if this dragon unleashes fire upon them then they will be in trouble.
Lor'themar will ride to the side looking at his elves speaking in elven tongue to them. "Archers prepare to fire!"
His high elven archers started walking through the lines, some will stand at the front while others will stay where they are, drawing arrows then takes aim into the sky. "Unleash arrows!" Lor'themar shouts out in elven, getting the elves to fire into the sky to target the dragon.
The dragon will take hits so many times to the face and chest then Lor'themar decided to send a second attack by firing three ballista's they brought here to fire into the sky, one will miss while two will hit the dragon. Just as that dragon takes the hit Lor'themar will speak to his elves again to cut their armies into two just so they don't get crushed by the dragon's crash which was the right time to do it as it's about to come crashing hard on the ground. His elves will split and run backwards letting the dragon hit the ground, avoiding more casualties his army stands strong with no deaths anytime soon.
With the dragons finally gone, the dwarves with their rifles will discard them and will draw axes and other weapons then will charge to the battlefield to join their brothers and sisters in battle, they will also send their siege tanks to drive them back and will use them to fire upon the orcs that lies at the back of their lines just so they don't hit any of their dwarves at the front or middle. Lor'themar will draw his sword then begins marching out there with his high elven warriors with swords and shields, marching on the road to join the dwarves together as one while the archers started to stay behind them along with their siege weapons for the time being.
"It's about bloody time those blasted elves arrived." Falstad said then turns his attention to Bolg "Now where were we?" He charges swinging his axe upwards at Bolg missing him and getting his attention again."
Falstad clashes his axe against his mace a few times then hits him to the chest with the front of his axe, pushing him back then swings down but missed again, hitting the ground then pulls it back up swinging upwards at Bolg. Magni will end up getting off his ram when a wolf comes to the side getting him off of his ram, sending them falling to the ground, he will roll out of the way while the wolf eats his mount so now it's an even match now between him and Blackhand as he stands nearby both holding their weapons ready to charge against one another, smashing their weapons against each other.
As the high elves press on to assist the dwarves, the tanks started firing down upon the orcs ruining everything out there, they are losing more in this fight and if they continue then it will become certain death on their side. Blackhand will continue fighting as he swings his axe against Magni a few times, trying to get a hit on him while Magni moves back until he dashes forward striking his chest but not deep enough. Blackhand coughs out his blood when he took a hit to the chest, if he wasn't wearing armour this would be serious, he quickly uses this opportunity to grab his axe then hits Magni across the face with the end of his axe when he swung forward pushing him back and moving away from Blackhand, still wielding his axe and stands ready for another attack.
Blackhand walks through his soldiers and even took down one of his dwarves when he got in the way, Magni stands ready however he looks down seeing a rifle on the ground that got his attention, he will look up to Blackhand seeing him looking down at it when he stopped, both will look at each other at the same time then quickly they both charge. Falstad and Bolg continues fighting until finally Falstad punches him across the face pushing him back, he looks behind Bolg seeing Magni grabbing the rifle first, aiming it up quickly at Blackhand however he hits his rifle with his axe then swings down giving Magni a strike through his left shoulder.
"No!" Falstad shouts then looks back to Bolg shaking his head, he will charge and jumps up when he lands on a dead Orc, leaping up so he can knee his face sending him falling to the ground.
Blackhand kicks Magni back sending him falling to the ground. "The Bronzebeard family… dies… here." He raises his battle axe to finish him off.
Falstad quickly runs over and fired that rifle at Blackhand hitting through the side of his gut hitting the right side of his body, with him losing focus and moved to the side quickly Magni grabs an Orc sword and charges to stab through him. Blackhand lets go of his axe and grabs the handle of the Orc sword Magni holds, staring down at Magni before he had a chance to stab him then ends up giving him a kick across the face to push him back, taking his sword and swinging it towards Falstad hitting against his axe. He goes after Falstad swinging that sword against him then kicks him back, pushing him away so he can deal with Magni however that didn't go well as one of the steam tanks fired into the fight, sending that shell exploding near them sending Magni rolling out of the way while Blackhand goes flying back, landing hard on the ground covering the area in smoke for a few seconds giving them a sensational ringing in their ears for the moment.
Thanks to the help of the dwarves their fight was postponed and they started to scatter away from one another except for Bolg who tries to go after Falstad, he will fight through dwarves to reach Falstad who was pulling back, looking back to find Magni however he gets delayed when a troll comes through smashing his dwarves with this large blade. Falstad grabs a handgun on the ground and fired it at the troll getting its attention, letting a roar at Falstad and started moving through soldiers to reach him getting him to move backwards while the troll goes after him.
Azog was still sitting on his warg watching the battlefield seeing the elves about to get involved in this and causing the rest of the orcs to pull back a bit, as bad luck was going bad for the orcs and his army of orcs in the Badlands not showing up yet, he was about to pull back however he did notice something happening to the sky, seeing the clouds covering the area slowly lighting up in red for the moment. Something was coming out of the clouds and before he realised it, it will end up going on direct course towards the battlefield, crashing on top of the dwarves and destroying two of their steam tanks and removing a couple of hundreds of dwarves.
"The Balrog…."
The high elves held their position as Lor'themar looks at the destruction on what that meteor just did, the dwarves around that area moves around the crater while the rest still fight against the orcs. Azog was right as the Balrog of Morgoth comes jumping out of the crater and lands out of there, facing the elves he lets off a flaming roar towards the elves before turning his attention to the dwarves around him, showing the elves his power by letting off the breath of fire upon the dwarves burning them to shreds then turns to the side dealing with a steam tank charging towards the Balrog, they thought of shooting point blank at it however when the Balrog summons his flaming sword he manage to cut through the tank instantly.
"A demon…" Lor'themar said to himself watching what the Balrog can do "I never thought they have demons on their side." He rides back speaking elven tongue "Archers!"
The archers quickly took aim along with their ballista's as well while the Balrog turns back to the elves, he begins to burn his body showing his body to them lighting on fire before they fire. They rain arrows and larger ones upon the Balrog, taking direct hits at the Balrog and pushed it back a bit thanks to their ballista's however their arrows that are stuck in the Balrog began to burn to ash then started moving towards the elves.
Lor'themar wields his sword ready to battle against the Balrog, before they engage they would hear the horn of Mordor going off in the east as finally the rest of the orcs from Azog that invaded the Badlands finally arrived, seeing seven thousand orcs marching across the land marching towards the high elves.
Azog laughs watching his army marching upon the field "Here comes the thunder…."
Lor'themar shouts to his high elves telling them to go after the Orc army that is marching towards them, he will stay here to deal with the Balrog himself. His high elves will obey then then quickly they turn their attention to the Orc army coming towards them, they will march towards them challenging them in battle while Lor'themar is on his own but it's a good thing because if he sends his troops against this demon then they will all die.
Lor'themar rides towards the Balrog while it will stop and changes weapons, switching to the flame whip, whipping Lor'themar off his horse killing his mount instantly. He will roll to the side holding his blade ready, looking back to the Balrog seeing it about to unleash its breath of fire upon Lor'themar however he rolls again out of the way then runs to the side while the Balrog continues unleashing fire at Lor'themar until it stops and tries to whip him but he moved to the side then finally charges, he manages to get close enough to hit it by dashing past the Balrog and giving it a cut to the left knee of the Balrog, once behind it he tries to stab his blade through its leg feeling the fire inside bursting out when he impaled his sword through it. The Balrog will feel a bit pain however it turns back and hits him with its claws pushing Lor'themar flying back losing his sword as it lies on the ground near the Balrog.
As the fighting continues going off another horn goes off as Teron Gorefiend and his ten thousand Uruk Hai finally arrived to join the orcs, finally they got here and they have already started helping them out because Teron thought of summoning the Balrog before they engage in battle just so they don't try to ruin the summon. It is now going bad now as another army comes from the south, bringing in more battles in Khaz Modan, this will probably be the biggest battle Khaz Modan has ever faced.
"Damn it…." Lor'themar moves back away from the Balrog then looks up at the zeppelin in the sky holding the mana bomb. "We have to use it…"
With more forces joining the battle the king finally had no choice but to signal the retreat yet again, trying to escape Blackhand when he tries to re-join his orcs. Magni walks through his dwarves ignoring the wounds he sustains, Falstad tries to reach Magni however the troll goes after him and Bolg is close by, he doesn't have time to fight them both right now but when he looks back he notices a gryphon on the ground attacking the orcs and is not mounted. He decides to abandon them two and goes to the gryphon so he can take flight, replacing its former mount then flies out of there sending a gust of dust at Bolg when he flies out of there, going after Magni to get him out of here.
Magni was being protected by the dwarves nearby who started firing their rifles taking out the orcs pushing them back, Magni wanted to fight some more however he is losing a lot of blood and it looks like his shoulder maybe infected by that hit. He notices Falstad flying towards him, landing on the ground again to help Magni get on, he will jump off to help him while he stays on the ground.
"We got this milord… I'll deal with these bastards with what we have."
"I won't abandon you Falstad… none of you!"
"You can't fight in that condition milord… you better back off, now go now!"
The gryphon takes flight out of there while Falstad looks back taking another axe and charges out there fighting against the orcs, Magni will watch him and his brethren fight but when he got higher in the sky he will look out to the south of Khaz Modan. He will notice another large army of orcs marching upon them, if they arrive then the dwarves will be destroyed. He looks back seeing the zeppelin that is armed with the mana bomb still active, noticing the high elves preparing to engage the other orcs, this isn't good and he doesn't like this however he takes control of his mount then flies towards the zeppelin while Lor'themar charges at the Balrog to get his blade back.
Azog will ride back down from the cliffs to re-join with the Uruk Hai as they continue marching, seeing Teron Gorefiend riding with them towards the battle, he will notice Azog coming and he continues riding.
"Shouldn't you be out there fighting?" Teron asks
"I will now." He looks back to the battle then back to Teron "Now send them in before we lose everything, Blackhand will likely be ready to call in a retreat."
"I doubt it… Blackhand will use every Orc he has in order to win this, let him wait a little longer don't worry." He looks back out there "They won't survive against this."
The Uruks started moving faster as they raise their long pikes forward, moving faster and getting closer along with Azog and Teron with them ready to annihilate them all. The black tsunami is about to come smashing through this burning city, nothing can stop them now although nothing is stopping that zeppelin from flying over the battle high in the sky. Magni finally gave the command to use the bomb, ordering them to drop it when the Uruks get closer to the Blackrock orcs, after that he will fly back and will watch to see how this will go before he takes his leave, seeing the zeppelin flying over the battle so no one doesn't seem to be caring much about it not even the Balrog knows yet.
The zeppelin flies over the area and both Azog and Teron just notices it now, looking up seeing it flying towards them however they kept on marching. They began to go faster and that zeppelin is still moving which got Azog and Teron curious to know what's it doing, it doesn't look like they know but they will find out when the goblins prepare to drop the bomb on them.
Finally, the zeppelin stops as it's ready to drop it. "Now don't move…" One of the goblins said looking down at the battle "Were here to help…. Bombs away!"
The zeppelin finally drops the mana bomb down upon them causing both Azog and Teron to see it coming down. "…"
"Pull back now!" Teron shouts while trying to turn back "Everybody hold and pull back!"
They quickly try to stop and turn around however they are already in the blast radius so this won't do good for anyone. Blackhand did notice it coming down from the sky, causing his eyes to widen knowing what's coming, running away like crazy trying to get out of there however it won't do well because they are too late to stop it. It comes down triggering this massive mana explosion, it will obliterate the ground and everyone and everything that is caught inside the blast, consuming the orcs and the Uruks, giving the favour to the dwarves one more time.
TO BE CONTINUED….