The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

"Today... Maybe we have no survivors, but history will remember you and me! We have stood by our own glory and faith!" Roland watched each of Lagrand's people.

"Maybe! Lagrand's flag will fall! Maybe! The Empire will never be reborn! Maybe! People will forget your name! But today I want you to charge with me! Come with me to hell! Charge! To death! To the end of the world!" Roland roared.

"For the glory of the empire! Kill!" Roland held up the Dragon Slaying Sword, and the crowd suddenly boiled.

"Blow the horn of war! Tell the **** below... The Emperor of Lagrand is here!" Roland turned his head slightly to look at Caslow.

"Here!" Caslo bowed his head respectfully, and took out a dragon horn from his arms. This thing is a strange thing that Roland signed and got. It can greatly improve the morale of his subordinates. Roland threw it away after he got it. to Caslow.

"Umm~" Different from the crisp sound of the elf horn, the high-pitched sound of the dwarf horn, a very penetrating bass penetrated the entire battlefield, and even Azog on Raven Hill narrowed his eyes.

"Kong Kong Kong!" The dull footsteps accompanied by the low horn resounded throughout the battlefield.

In the east under the sunlight, a dazzling light shone, and silhouettes appeared on the hills under the sunlight, and a huge golden dragon flag with a red background swayed in the wind...

"Huh? Who are they?" Azog asked suspiciously.

"This is... Lord Lagrand? Roland?" Bard, who was originally standing on an observation deck, saw the highly recognizable flag in the distance at a glance.

"Oh! It's Mr. Roland!" Bilber also recognized the dragon flag.

"There is still hope in this battle, the mysterious lord has finally come with an army..." Gandalf smiled, obviously he had foreseen certain things before, and now he can be sure.

"Roland! They are still alive!" The dwarves on Elub City waved their hands to the east excitedly.

"Who are they?" Thranduil looked at the unfamiliar flag.

"Aha! Children! The reinforcements are here!" Ironfoot Dain roared as he looked at the moving steel forests.

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"Hereweare..." Renault sang suddenly in a low voice.

Roland, who was riding on the warhorse, was stunned, and then he remembered that in order to pay tribute to the entire Hobbit and the Lord of the Rings series, the official of the Lord of the Rings game purchased the copyright of "StarSky" as Lagran's battle song. Song accompanies Lagrand's soldiers to fight together...

"Ridingthesky, Paintingthenightwithsun..." At this time, the knights beside him also spoke slowly.

The horses under the crotch moved slowly along with the singing, and the sound of the hooves gradually became brisk. Finally, under the leadership of Roland and Reynolds, 100 Lagrand knights galloped on their horses. The sacred halo enveloped them. The holy halo released by the knights hand in hand enveloped the entire knight order, and at the same time they waved their hands to put holy inspiration on the Swiftstream Infantry and Batenian Archers.

Gradually... As the Knights grew farther and farther away from the others, Batenian archers on horses were revealed behind them, and the archers rode heavily armed shire horses with mithril bows in their hands. His eyes were fixed on the back of the Knights, and in the sound of the war song, the Batenian archers rode their horses around to the sides, and finally revealed the rapid flow infantry lined up in a rapid army formation, 30 of them in a row, 10 A line of people, accompanied by the shooters, they rushed down the mountain with their shields and carbine rifles.

In the terrified eyes of countless pairs of eyes, a dragon roar resounded through the sky and even overshadowed the passionate singing on the battlefield... Flying dragon knight Kaslow joins!

"Dragon! No! It's a four-legged flying dragon!" Thranduil looked at the flying dragon with the saddle on his back in surprise.

"Ang!" The sharp storm blade was spewed out by the wind dragon, and the twisted wind element erupted as soon as it landed, leaving a trail of flesh and blood tens of meters long on the ground.

"Kill!" In the rain of arrows, the knights led by Roland slammed into the flank of the orcs with a wall-like charge. The hastily organized defense line was destroyed by the lances of the knights. At least 102 lances were hung on them. with the corpses of more than two hundred orcs.

The iron hoofs trampled recklessly, and the orcs wailed and became dead souls under the edge of the knights, blood plasma, internal organs, meat scraps... covered the helmets of the knights, Roland looked through the helmets, as if the whole world had become red, but The knights are still rushing frantically driven by the horsepower... There are even nearly 10 orcs still twitching corpses hung on the lances of the knights. The knights ignored the heavy lances and pulled them out from their waists. With the long sword in front of him, the Knights are still charging...

"Boom!" With an explosion, Kaslo swooped down from the sky with his dragon spear in his hand. The fighting spirit was compressed into a sharp edge on the tip of his spear, and he was directed at a group of orcs holding shields on the ground. A terrifying wind The attribute dragon's fighting spirit directly exploded the "tortoise shell", and the unrestrained wind element ravaged the body of the orcs, smashing the flesh and bones, tearing the iron armor and shield...

"No!" Azog, who witnessed all this on Raven Hill, roared angrily. The dwarves who had been forced into a desperate situation regrouped and stabilized their positions with the help of this sudden army.

In the sky, Caslow still swooped down from time to time, giving the wind blade and dragon spear full of the blessings of the Lagrand people to the half-orc friends below.

The obscure dragon language sounded, and the surrounding wind elements converged towards the dragon under Kaslow...

"Get out of the way! Dragon language magic!" Thranduil, who was under Kathrow, hurriedly shouted at everyone watching this familiar scene.

The humans and elves who heard Thranduil's reminder headed towards the house one after another, and at once a huge tornado was fanned out by the four-legged wind dragon. The most powerful of several simple dragon language magics - the storm tornado! Under the guidance of the dragon's mind, this tornado swept horizontally beside the city wall of River Valley City, and countless orcs were swept into the tornado. This tornado was essentially formed by countless high-speed rotating wind blades and free wind elements. Yes, the half-orcs who were involved in it were fragmented, until the tornado that was originally blue had turned blood red when the tornado dissipated... Countless meat foam fell from the sky along with the tornado.

At this moment, Roland had already pierced through the half-orc army that attacked the dwarves with the Knights. The entire half-orc army was pierced from left to right. At least a thousand orcs died under their iron hooves. The price paid was less than a quarter of the fighting spirit.

"Turn around! Charge again!" Roland shouted as he saw the orcs rushing in again.

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"Burnthepageforme, Icannoterasethetimeofsleep, Icannotbelovedsosetmefree, Icannotdeliveryouyourlove..." Accompanied by the passionate battle song, the swift infantry slammed into the army of half-orcs, screaming orcs everywhere for a while, and the swift-flowing infantry in front threw their muskets After ruthlessly handing it out, it was always accompanied by a stinky black blood when it was taken back. They sang the battle song passionately, and they continued to advance across the dying orcs on the ground. They were like a rush! They are fearless! They are invincible!

Battenian archers protect the fragile Templar Priest Ivy hanging behind the Swiftstream Infantry, all they have to do is clear the Orcs flanking their flanks, with their precise archery and blazing speed Actually successfully suppressed the half-orcs on both sides.

The Holy Glory Knights, who came back again, met with the rushing army formation that was pouring out like a rush. UU reading www. uukanshu.com Roland swung his sword and chopped down a few orcs and gave orders to the Swift Stream infantry.

"Quickly get to River Valley City!" Roland said coldly.

"Here!" The Swiftstream Infantry followed the gap created by the Knights and rushed out to River Valley City before the Orcs came around.

Roland thought carefully about what he did. With the maneuvering and pulling of the Knights, the guerrillas of the Batania shooters and the flying dragon knights who mastered air dominance could quickly stabilize the situation on the dwarves' side. After all, the dwarves lacked output units. It is not a melee tank unit, but the human and elf coalition forces in River Valley City are different. Roland saw a large number of corpses of elf rangers. Once the elf archer is approached by the rough-skinned orcs, it can be regarded as a disaster... Swiftstream infantry can effectively make up for the lack of elven melee units.

"Boom boom boom~" A galloping voice came from the direction of Raven Hill.

"My lord! Orc reinforcements are here! At least 20,000!" Kaslow, who flew high and looked far away, quickly passed Roland's side, left these words briefly, and then pulled the dragon saddle and flew towards Raven Hill. .

"Ang!" Amidst the angry dragon roar, Kaslow rode the flying dragon and fought with the war bats of Gundaba.

"Brothers! Form a formation! Stop them!" Looking at the Orcs pouring down like a torrent, the Swift Stream Infantry changed their direction. They wanted to use their mortal bodies to stop the Orcs from converging...

"Bang!" The huge stone wall was smashed open by the golden bell, and the king under the mountain finally got rid of the curse of the dragon.

"Kill!" Thorin Oakenshield rushed out first, followed by the other dwarves.

"Hey! Brother, I've been waiting for you for a long time! What are you doing?" Ironfoot Dyne hurried up to greet him and hugged Sorin happily.

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