Misty Mountains

Tiberius POV

Rallying the men, they killed the orcs attacking their rear but enemy reinforcements arrived and his legions try to form shield wall as more orcs riding wolves arrive. 

Leading them is an orc wearing black armor, with a big scar in his head going down his face like a huge blade chopped it and his left eye all white with no pupil. The orc looks at the ongoing battle and shouted an unknown language.

"Vicavorausan or deaavh!!"(Victory or Death)

"Drepa gith bur!"(Kill all man!)

Then the charging orc led it's orcs, attacking more of his legions.

Looking out front he watches as the goblin tide pushes their frontline as gaps appeared all over the shield wall, more and more goblins breaks through the line. The orcs attack on their rear was a heavy blow and many casualties appeared all over the battlefield.

I shouted a command: "Evocati cohort! reinforce the front! "First cohort! Move to the rear!"

The remaining reserves marches towards the locations. He watched as the centurions leading their cohorts, moving their forces to reinforce both the front and rear. 

Slashing his blade he killed an orc riding his wolf towards him. He rides his horse around the field rushing wherever he sees a soldier in trouble.

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"No! Let him go Azog!"

Killing another orc he hears Thorin voice, looking at him lying on the ground, he sees the orc named Azog choking a dwarf but bigger feet than most, as he was about to rescue them, he heard a screech above him, his eyes open wide as he sees giant eagles flying down, one of them grabs Azog, he sees Azog struggles and stabs the eagle with his right arm blade, the orc fall down two meters from the ground and quickly recovers. 

He sees more eagles flying down, they opened their sharp claws and flies down towards the goblins, severed body parts fly through the air as they were slashed by the big claws of the eagles, they grabbed orcs riding their wolves and dropping them at a great height.

He looked at those eagles aiding his legions in battle, his legions roars and morale goes up as they watch the giant eagles swoop down on the battlefield and obliterating their enemies.

Having second wind they break formations and charges at their enemies.

"For Rome!"

"Die you, creatures!"

"Mars has blessed us!"

The goblins trying to fend off the eagle's panics when they see the Romans assaulting them. The goblins back up as they start to be pushed back as the Romans continue their assault. Soon the goblins starts routing, they stumbled while retreating back towards the mountain. 

"BOLG!"

He heard a deep shout and looked at Azog. The orc with a big scar on his head arrived in front of Azog. The orc named Azog looks toward Thorin and glares before speaking an unknown language. 

"Nexav avime vok lat wonav eukcape" (Next time dwarf you won't escape)

"Nauk-avreaav!" (Retreat!)

Seeing the loosing battle the orc jumps on Bolg's wolf and flees the battle along with the other surviving orcs. 

He watched at the routing goblins and orcs and his legions chasing down stragglers as the battle reach to its conclusion.

"LEGION VICTORY!" 

Hearing his shout the legions raised their swords and celebrates.

"Viccctorrrry!!!" ROAR!

And with that Rome's Legions wins their first battle in Middle Earth.