The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

"Sorin!" Roland nodded when he saw Sorin rushing out.

"Your Excellency, I thank you on behalf of the Turin family in the name of the King of the Mountain!" Thorin said faithfully.

"You're welcome, we have a contract after all." Roland pretended to be indifferent. Sorin didn't know that if there was an accident at Renault, Roland planned to take someone away.

"Athog!" Thorin Oakenshield gritted his teeth as he stared in the direction of Raven Hill.

"Give it up, we still don't have the ability to rush past." Roland looked at the tired dwarves around him.

The kind-hearted Ivy was holding her staff high at the moment, and the white light representing healing poured down from the top of the staff, and the dwarves within a radius of 100 meters suddenly lightened, and the wounds healed quickly.

Roland glanced at Ivy immediately, good guy, area-based healing spell, I found a treasure, even the third-tier temple priests who have a wide-ranging healing spell are very rare, it seems that they will need to protect them in the future. Well, after teaching a few more apprentices, we will be able to form a medical team with all area-based healing magic.

"Roland! Can you lead the knights to drive away the orcs! Send me and my subordinates to Raven Hill!" Thorin asked Roland anxiously.

"Impossible! Gombarda's half-orc reinforcements have arrived! I can't send you there to die!" Roland said, turning his head to look at Raven Hill in the distance.

"Pfft!" Roland suddenly widened his eyes, what did he see? The Swiftstream Infantry actually gave up going to the river valley city, which was sheltered by the city walls, and turned to the Raven Hills, where the orcs swarmed.

"Rush out! Rescue our brother!" Roland immediately blushed when he saw it.

"My lord! Your Majesty! My king!" Renault hurried over and grabbed Roland's reins.

"Reno! Do you want to disobey my orders again!" Roland narrowed his eyes and said coldly, his hand holding the Dragon Slaying Sword clenched tightly.

"My lord! Don't question the professionalism of the Lagrand soldiers! They just made the right choice!" Renault said in pain. Seeing that he was used to parting ways, he knew what the Swiftstream infantrymen were going to do at the moment. They wanted to block the reinforcements of the Orcs. , even if there are only 300 of them.

"Only by quickly destroying the **** in front of us can we have hope of victory! Only then can we save them!" Renault pulled Roland and said sincerely.

"I want to save my people first!" Roland rushed out of the array regardless.

"But! Even if we rush out, we won't be able to bring them back! They are infantry..." Reno said in a daze.

"Holy Glory Knights! Goal: Don't leave any of these damned orcs in front of you!" Roland's face was hideous, he knew that Renault's words were right, and only by quickly destroying these obstructing orcs in front of him would it be possible to rescue the Swift Stream Infantry.

"Kill!" The dwarves' shield formation opened a gap, and Roland led the knights to charge out, and the dwarves behind him also launched a counterattack under the leadership of Sorin.

"They fought for the king." Gandalf, who was paddling while throwing fireballs, showed a smile of approval.

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"Tiger!" The right hand of the first platoon of fast-flowing infantrymen bent back and then suddenly protruded.

"Pfft~" The sound of the tip of the gun cutting into the flesh was continuous.

"Ow~" Many orcs wailed in pain while holding the barrel of the carbine.

"Pfft!" The Swift Stream Infantry spun and pulled the spear back, and the orc who was stabbed suddenly fell to the ground limply with all his strength.

"Captain! There are too many orcs! If we can't do anything about it, we will be surrounded!" A fast-moving infantry said anxiously, looking at the orc reinforcements coming over the mountain like a tidal wave.

"Brothers! Are you afraid of death!"

"Don't be afraid!" Everyone said in unison.

"Then in the name of Rapid Flow! Charge! For the homeland! For the Rapid River! For the King!"

The Swift Stream infantrymen raised their horse-rejecting spears and formed a Swift Stream army formation to run forward with great strides. The sudden counter-charge killed the orcs by surprise, and instantly made the army of the orcs stagnant.

"Oh! Are they crazy when the beard is on?" A dwarf was shocked by the charge of the Swiftstream infantry just after finishing his opponent.

"God! How did they do it?" Bard, who was leading the townspeople's desperate resistance in River Valley City, was also shocked by the small phalanx in the distance.

"..." Roland was stunned when he saw the swift soldiers charging in the distance, and the warhorse that lost its master's urging slowly stopped and wandered aimlessly on the battlefield.

The figure in front of me and the scene in my memory slowly overlap...

The Lord of the Rings, 2375 of the Fifth Age.

The dark coalition forces are approaching the city of Lagrang. The imperial capital that used to be full of traffic is now heavily armed. The only remaining six dragon knights in the empire are gathered on the city wall. ...that's not a cloud, it's a war bat!

At the city gate of Weng City, a full 30 Lagrang Royal Guard Paladins commanded 10,000 members of the Lagrang Empire Knights to stand quietly. They were as motionless as sculptures, as if frozen in this space and time.

Emperor Garry Carr silently stood on the crenel of the city wall and looked into the distance. The 9 walls of Lagrang City were filled with city guards with Lagrang characteristics. The sages got into the tall mage tower. Step out of the temple, shuttle among the soldiers...

"Let's go to war, Lagran's survival depends on this war!" Emperor Karl the Great said sadly. Under his rule, the empire lost a large swathe of territory in the south, and now even the capital is besieged.

"Boom~" The huge dragon gate opened, and the knights of the Imperial Knights, led by the Paladins of the Royal Guards of Lagrand, rushed out first. A passionate dragon roar sounded in the sky, and Lagrand's last dragon knights rode The dragon ascended to the sky.

Afterglow of the Empire...

"Speed ​​up!" Reynolds, who was the governor of the North at the time, flew over the heads of everyone on the Holy Light Pegasus, and behind him was the coalition of millions of players and NPCs.

"My God!" That was the first time Roland saw such a grand scene. The noble blood of the dragon knight splattered in the sky, the unyielding arrogance of the paladin fell to the ground, and the once rare sage-level mage was easily defeated by ordinary orcs. Turning their heads, the priests of the temple shuttled through the battlefield, and allies of a series of human races such as elves, dwarves, and tree people came from all directions...

At this moment, Roland saw a scene that he would never forget. The Swift Stream infantry from Swift Stream City and along the Swift Stream River lined up in a row of 30 men and 10 columns, singing battle songs one after another. One by one impacted the lineup of the Dark Alliance. Thousands of fast-flowing infantrymen, like the water of the fast-flowing river, frantically slapped the defense line of the demons and orcs in a uniform pace. Under their collision at all costs, Renault's group successfully tore their defense line. At the last minute, he rushed into the crumbling Lagrang City~www.readwn.com~ and stabilized the city defense.

In that battle, the 500,000 rushing infantry that followed Renault rushed into the city of Lagrang with less than 1,000 people... They all fell on the road of the charge. The city of Lagrange was covered with blue and green steel armor. The corpses of the fast-flowing infantry, they smashed the professional army with their mortal bodies...

Tears filled his eyes. Tears flowed silently.

The familiar figures from the past are now merged with them now... Roland looked at the green smear upstream in the black tide, as if he vaguely saw a square of rapids beside them...

"Those are the heroic spirits of Swift River..." Roland murmured.

In the killing cries of the speeding infantry, they seem to be not alone. The former ancestors are still with them, lined up in a neat square, and marching in a uniform pace... Lagrang City in front of them The tall phantom is faintly visible...

"For Lagrang!" As he remembered, the Swiftstream infantry of the Lagrang Empire were still reliable.

The sound of the carbine breaking, the shield shattering... Sharp knives pierced their bodies, heavy hammers shattered their helmets, they may fall, but never stop, every now and then A Swift Stream infantry fell, and the people behind him immediately filled his vacancy. After the carbine was broken, they pulled out the mace and swung it hard...

Roland was trembling all over, but he had no choice. He could only watch his soldiers die on the battlefield just like the Swiftstream infantrymen who watched Lagrang fall in battle...

"No!" Roland cried out in grief when the last Swift Stream infantry was drowned.

They kept their oath, and the world's last Swiftstream infantry... perished.

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