The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

"I'm going, what is this place?" Roland was playing "The Lord of the Rings" on the computer, but the computer flashed and instantly brought him to this place where birds don't shit.

"Jijiji!" A harsh scream came, which scared Roland back and looked around. As a result, Roland bowed his head and was stunned, because at this moment he was actually wearing the lord's fine gold armor from the Lord of the Rings. Hanging a legendary weapon, the Dragon Slaying Sword, and carrying an adamantine tower shield on his back...

"I'll wipe it! Isn't this the equipment in my Lord of the Rings?" Roland's brain suddenly panicked.

"Am I traveling to Middle-earth in the Lord of the Rings?" Roland pondered.

In the end, Roland found out that it would be better if it was Middle Earth in the movie Lord of the Rings. In case it was the Lord of the Rings in the computer game... Roland said that now he can dig a hole and lie in it himself.

The Lord of the Rings is a game based on the Hobbit and the Lord of the Rings movies, adding a series of magical elements such as war, magic, etc., and changing the map of Middle-earth and the distribution of forces, etc., except for some main characters. In addition, almost everything else was changed by the magic, Roland was flustered...

"Jeep!" A few short green-skinned goblins in the bushes jumped out of the bushes, holding bone sticks and iron picks and other things that could be considered weapons.

"I'm going! The Lord of the Rings has been hammered." Roland saw that it was the most recognizable wasteland goblin in the Lord of the Rings.

"Qiang!" Roland pulled out the Dragon Slaying Sword from his waist and took the shield from behind to block it in front of him.

The goblin rushed forward, his weak arms waving inferior weapons weakly beating the adamantine shield.

"Ha!" Roland shouted angrily, and a golden horse flashed and split several goblins into pieces in an instant.

"Sure enough..." Roland felt the turbulent fighting spirit in his body. He should be a great knight, no doubt in the world of Lord of the Rings.

The level of extraordinary power is divided into: apprentice knight, knight, great knight, knight commander, knight commander. And various other extraordinary occupations are divided into 5 levels.

Resisting the discomfort in his stomach, Roland turned his head away and stopped looking at the torn goblins on the ground. He retracted the sword into the scabbard. I have to say that the Dragon Slaying Sword is really a good sword, it doesn't drip blood, and it is extremely sharp...

"A battle to test your skills: Completed. Reward: A fully-armed charr warhorse*1. It has been stored in the Lord of the Rings space." The ring in Roland's hand suddenly heated up, and a light curtain appeared in front of him.

"The Lord of the Rings system? I'll go! This thing has followed? It's developed!" Roland said excitedly, after having this thing, with all kinds of rewards, he can completely build his own country and play as a lord. After all, the Lord of the Rings is too old It's big, and most places are deserted. In the game, countless players established territories in the wasteland and became all-powerful lords.

After figuring out how to use it, Roland took out the fully-armed sharma from the ring. After all, in the wilderness, cavalry has more advantages than infantry, and can a knight without a horse be called a knight?

"Good guy! Really fully armed..." Roland looked at Sharma who was wearing a three-layer vest and said helplessly. This thing should be used by heavy cavalry. Look at the steel chain armor that extends to the calf of the warhorse. Roland suspects If it weren't for the Sharma with super-gravity, if it was replaced by other war horses, would they have to lie down for a few kilometers.

"Alright, but now we're not afraid of small-scale orcs!" Roland cheered himself up. After all, orcs also have a bit of a desire to survive. Who would loot a well-armed knight if they have nothing to do?

"Lord of the Rings, Lord of the Rings, tell me what I need to do next?" Roland tried to ask the Lord of the Rings.

"…"

"Yes, it seems that the purpose of the Lord of the Rings is to reward achievements... It should be rewarded every time you do something that meets the reward standard." Roland said to himself.

"Then I should find a place to stay now... After all, it's getting dark, maybe I should find some food, and I should start looking for towns and villages tomorrow. God knows where I am now..." Roland covered his head helplessly.

After collecting some dead branches along the road, Roland rode his horse aimlessly. Now Roland only hoped that a few blind orcs would come out and let himself pass the time.

"Let's go here." Roland looked at the staggered rocks in front of him, forming a small cave of more than ten square meters below. Roland decided to spend the night here tonight.

"So...how do you light the fire?" Roland was suddenly stunned.

"Damn it! I should have watched more survival shows in the past..." Roland said bitterly, looking at the pile of dry wood in front of him.

"Would you like to try drilling wood to make fire?"

"I'm going...No movement."

"Oh! It's smoking!"

"Damn it! My hand!"

"Go away! What the hell!"

Roland collapsed completely, looking at the gradually darkening wasteland, he was extremely depressed.

"No! You must start a fire! The wasteland at night is not friendly." Roland encouraged himself.

Finally, before the sky was about to get dark, a small pile of sparks illuminated Roland's face. Coming back with cramping hands, Roland carefully placed the tinder in the dense pile of dead branches.

"Ah! Praise the light!" Roland danced as he watched the fire.

"The first fire: completed. Rewards: loaves of bread*100, water*100. Distributed to the Lord of the Rings space."

"Huh? It's rewarded! Now I don't have to worry about eating and drinking." Roland laughed.

The long loaf is the kind of bread that is half a meter long and one palm wide, and the water comes in a bag of about one liter.

Roland put the bread on the fire and baked it, took out a water bag and gave himself a few mouthfuls. After the bread was browned and smelled of wheat, Roland took it off the fire and chewed it.

After leading the horse into the cave, Roland began to untie the horse's waistcoat under the lighting of the fire. While unraveling, he praised the quality of the system. It is made of high quality alloy steel. Putting the vest into the system space, Roland leaned his shield against his side, pulled out the Dragon Slaying Sword, and lay down against the warhorse. Looking at the bright starry sky, a lonely thought came to his face.

"Haha, the first night in Middle-earth, good night!" Roland said to himself.

Outside the entrance of the cave, the fire was swaying gently in the evening wind. What Roland didn't know was that the fire could not only disperse beasts, but also attract uninvited guests.

"Pfft!" Ciel's warhorse snorted uncomfortably.

Qian Roland, who was originally sleeping, was woken up by the sound. He turned over and put the shield on his left shoulder. With his right hand, he drew his long sword and looked out of the cave vigilantly.

"Oh! Shet! Fake! Bitchi!" Roland had ten thousand languages ​​to express his feelings at this moment.

"Damn it! What a terrestrial dragon!" Roland wailed.

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