The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

"What's going on?" Kaslow, who had been flying for a long time, clearly saw the group of orcs camping underground at high altitude. Instead of marching quickly while the sky was still bright, they camped on the west bank of the Red Water River.

"Is it the migration of a large tribe?" Kaslo was afraid that he and others would be too nervous to mistake the migration of the orcs in the wilderness for a sneak attack.

"No! This is an army! There are no old or young orcs!" Kaslo asked Kaldo to lower himself a little and hide in the clouds to observe. After all, the aerial knights, who mainly fight in the air, have absolutely top-notch eyesight plus release. With the Dragon Eye skill, Kasluo can even clearly see the totems on the orcs on the ground from a thousand meters altitude.

"What are they waiting for?" Kaslo decided to go back and tell Roland the news first. After all, these orcs would not be able to reach the vicinity of Rapid City for a while.

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"What? They are stationed by the river?" Roland asked in surprise. According to the brainless characteristics of the orcs, shouldn't they swarm over?

"Perhaps they are stationed there waiting for the orcs from other places to join forces to attack! Such as Gundaba and Dogordo!" Renault stood up.

"Think about it, what would happen if an army of orcs appeared behind us while we were fighting bravely at the front? Although they are just wilderness orcs holding bone clubs and wooden sticks!" Renault continued.

Everyone's hearts were filled with chills... If something like that really happened, the entire alliance's defense would collapse layer by layer like dominoes.

"We need to discuss with the Allied Forces in Los San Nier City how to deal with them." Kaslo thought for a while.

"No! We don't need to discuss! Gather all the soldiers!" Roland said coldly, waved and walked out of the camp.

"It seems you are in trouble!" Peter Groh rode a dragon and landed in the city. This was Roland's first time to observe a giant dragon carefully.

The body of the 30-meter-long star dragon is covered with dark blue scales, with dots of starlight shining on them. The scales on its abdomen are milky white, and its sharp claws as deep as sapphire are glowing with cold light. There is a streak of light in the dragon's eyes as dark as wild. The golden vertical pupils are piercing, but this dragon is not wearing dragon armor, only a dragon saddle? Bad review! Kaslo's flying dragons all have dragon armor that covers their whole body. This also shows that the Singrui Kingdom does not have much money, otherwise it would not be possible for the dragon to run naked.

You must know that the dragon knights are one of the most high-end combat forces of a force. It is not a pity to pile all kinds of resources on them. The dragon knights of the Lagran Empire are not only luxurious in their own equipment, but also the dragon's equipment is also extremely luxurious. Looking at the streaking dragon knight, Roland could only admire how poor he was! I don’t even have the money to give the dragon armor...

"Knight Peter? What are you here for?" Roland asked doubtfully, because the city of Los San Nier is facing the threat of war in Dol Guld at any time, and Roland does not intend to ask for help from them during the war in the east. After all, although tens of thousands of people in the wasteland are There were a lot of orcs, but their quality... In addition to sneak attacks from behind, Roland's soldiers in frontal battles were crushed by them with their eyes closed.

"I came to see if you need help. It seems that you are planning to attack the orcs in the wasteland to the east?" Peter Gro looked at the nervously assembled army.

"That's right! We can't wait for them to come to us." Roland smiled.

"Well, after all, it is better for us to take the initiative. Although the city and the king of Los Sanniers cannot support your army, I can obey your command." Peter Gro said humbly, he brought the two kings' Kindness and support.

"No, no, no, Los San Nier City needs high-end combat power! If the orcs from Dol Guldo suddenly invade, we don't know if they have other trump cards. Keeping you here is the best choice." Roland denied. road.

"But you have few soldiers!"

"But we have nothing to fear!" Roland looked calmly into the dragon knight's eyes.

"Okay...I will convey your will to the two kings!" Through Roland's eyes, Peter Gro saw calmness and fearlessness.

"I wish you good luck." Peter Gero performed a knight's salute and then turned over into a dragon. The star dragon spread its wings and flew into the sky.

"Sir, our strength is very different in this battle!" Kaslo quietly came behind Roland.

"But we have no choice... We are surrounded by enemies from both sides, and our troops are stretched thin... We cannot block it! We cannot lose the city of Los Sanniers! The orcs from the north and south must not join together! We are not lucky enough to repeat the Battle of Gushan again." Roland said calmly Watching the soldiers gathered and marched out of the city.

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"Sir! All 1,047 people have gathered! Except for the El Niño Ranger, everyone else is here together with the Prairie Elf soldiers," Carlos said to Roland.

"Well, let the knights go first!" Roland turned to Renault and said.

"Lord Radil, Rapid City will be left to you! Please organize a vigil for Qingzhuang. If we don't come back..." Roland did not continue.

"May the Dragon God protect you...my king." Ivy leaned down and whispered.

"Yeah." Roland forced a smile.

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"Are we really going up like this?" Fan Wei asked in disbelief.

"What? The brave and capable prairie elves are actually afraid of fighting?" Roland asked curiously.

"No, no, no, I just want to ask, are we just going to jump in like this?" Verway always felt that something was wrong.

"When the gap in numbers is too large, all tactics are useless." Roland calmly stared ahead.

"But I found that we only have three days of food! What will we do when we come back?" Verve said frantically, which means that after eating the food in the next three days, they will have no food n

"Three days? That's enough! We can travel there with light equipment for up to three days! If we defeat them, Kaslo will bring us enough food. If we fail...there is no need to think about what to do when we come back." Roland didn't care. .

"Damn...what you said makes so much sense!" Verwei vented. He felt unfair for the tragic fate of the prairie elves. He had just escaped from there with his tribe, but he didn't expect to take them with him so quickly. Returned to the battlefield.

"Save your energy..." Roland sighed softly. He had just noticed that the equipment of this group of grassland elves was in poor condition. Although it had been properly maintained, the workmanship and materials were obviously not as good as other elves.

"For our homeland! We have nothing to fear!" Roland said firmly in his heart.

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"What! A group of prairie elves discovered us and ran away?" O'Neville, the half-orc king of the wasteland, roared. These incompetent wastes under his men actually reported it now.

"They've been gone for several days!" Ounaville said angrily.

"At least five sunsets... Your Majesty..." The orc kneeling on the ground shivered.

"Roar!" O'Neville angrily waved the war hammer in his hand and smashed the spy's head, and the dark green and white stuff splashed all over the floor.

"Damn prairie elf! Incompetent waste!" Ounaville said incompetently and furiously.

"Give me my order! Break camp and advance to the foot of Lonely Mountain!" Ounaville said angrily.

"The dwarves of Lonely Mountain may have gotten the news. We can't wait for Azog and Bolger any longer." Onavel decided to lead the army to attack alone, at least he could catch the Lonely Mountain coalition by surprise.

"Let's go! Ouch!" O'Neville roared while riding the warg.