The Great Battle of Mountain Beasts (21)
As Findir's forces tightened their grip, they pushed the orcs forward with relentless force, driving them directly into the well-organized main ranks that waited to strike. The orc formation, once a bastion of disciplined strength, now buckled under the combined might of spear-wielders advancing from the rear and the main army closing in from the front. The strategic encirclement was flawless; trapped within the tightening ring, the orcs faced the grim reality of their imminent defeat, their once-disciplined ranks devolving into isolated pockets of panicked resistance.