The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

Chapter 567 The Nine Rings Arrive

"Killed through!" The defenders in the city stared longingly at the knights showing off their power outside. At this moment, the knights who had gone in a circle were adjusting their direction in a hurry, with dripping wet clothes everywhere on their armor and vests. The bloodstains of the orcs and the broken limbs and internal organs, the purple-black blood slowly slid down the gaps in their armor, and finally gathered under the horse's belly to form a stream...

"Three sixth levels!" Ormsk said calmly, his voice neither urgent nor slow nor happy nor sad.

"How will you fight, Your Majesty? We listen to you!" The knights looked calmly at the orc army that was regrouping in front of them. They said they were looking down on them because they were regrouping. What else could the army do if the organization was almost destroyed? The generals don’t know the soldiers and the soldiers don’t know the generals. At this moment, the bloody road between them has not yet been "healed"! Ormsk can see through an army of orcs with just a glance!

Obviously, this plowed army is no longer taken seriously by the knights. If it is a human army, there are still a few things to pay attention to. Half-orcs? Forget it, if you don’t collapse, you’re considered an elite! The knights looked at the orcs who were still in panic with eyes that were indifferent to life and death, but Ormsk's mind had already drifted to the sky at the moment.

Those half-orcs are nothing to be afraid of, but the three sixth-order ones inside are very troublesome. It’s a bit risky for the knights to trample them. Just when Ormsk was still considering the gains and losses, a cold feeling suddenly enveloped Ormsk’s heart.

"Now that you're here, don't hide. Your disgusting evil aura can't be hidden even in dimensional space!" Ormsk helplessly complained while holding his forehead.

"Haha, I thought I hid it well." Uvasa smiled and appeared less than a hundred meters away from Ormsk and the others. He was not annoyed. It was hard to imagine how the Nazgul's face was smiling. .

"Gan! Three Nazgul! I want to know if the king has any plan for this kind of thing?" Lafitte Anthony frowned.

"He has one..." Renault's face darkened and he stopped complaining.

"It seems that we can't be better?" Ormsk looked at the orc army that was about to move and chuckled.

"?" Uwasa.

"??" Aton Nafei.

"???" Ackerhorn

"Is this human being a fool? Can we be friendly with them?" Blood Hammer scratched his sparse scalp, and his brains were almost knocked out. You tell me that you are still planning to be friendly?

"..." Ackhorn and Adunafe glanced at Blood Hammer with touching eyes. The real fool is here. Do you really believe someone who says you have cerebral palsy?

"In that case..." Ormsk looked at them and paused.

"Charge!" The next second, the knights spread their legs again and turned into wall riding and pressed towards the orc army.

"Mad! I believe your evil!" Blood Hammer spat and carefully gave way to avoid the Knights. He didn't want to run into the hero-level combat power in the Knights. Don't look at Omsk now. He kept silent, in fact, the Nazgul and the Blood Hammer knew that he was holding back the evil! In fact, Ormsk has a big move in his hand that can take away an ordinary sixth-level move with one blow, but its shortcomings are also obvious. It requires mobilizing the strength of the entire knights to carry out a joint attack, and it also requires an unexpected attack, so the conditions for its use are very harsh. .

Ormsk is now expecting a destined person to come over and let him scare the monkeys. Except for Uvasa and the other three sixth-level people, as long as he dares to stand in front of Ormsk, Ormsk will definitely give him a big gift, but obviously the Ringwraiths probably I know what Ormsk is thinking. He must have suffered losses from the Alliance Knights before, so no one came to stop the Knights?

"Fuck!" The knights couldn't help but curse, this orc is a real dog! They didn't stop their charge anymore. They were riding like a wall and couldn't turn. They ran directly to both sides. Looking from the sky, the knights were like sharks rushing into a school of sardines. They chased the orcs away and ran around randomly, but the killing efficiency was very low. Very touching.

"The wall rider is useless! Let's break up the formation! Your Majesty!" the knights said angrily. Except for a few orcs who couldn't dodge and were torn apart, the other orcs ran away along both sides. This is not pure. A waste of fighting spirit?

Well, Uvasa, the sixth child, ran over from Rapid City, and still huddled in the space gap to disgust Ormsk and the others. Space blades kept appearing on their only path, and space blades were blocked from time to time. The fighting spirit flames were extinguished, but the knights' fighting spirit was also whistling downwards.

"Change the formation! Arrow formation!" Ormsk is also very angry. Can't you just wait in line and be killed? Do you have to hide?

"Kill!" The knights suddenly dispersed and sat on the wall. They swung the lances in their hands, and various battle air gun lights criss-crossed. Many fleeing orcs were directly chopped into pieces by the intersecting gun lights...

"Attack!" Ormsk, as an arrow, led the knights around a corner and continued to rush towards the place where there were many orcs.

"Run away!"

"Come on! Hide!"

"die!"

"You are the only one who can run, right?"

As the orcs howled like ghosts, the knights finally let out a bad breath. They chopped down hundreds of orcs three times, five times and five times two, and then continued to play the sheep herding game.

"Have our knights always been so fierce?" Lafitte Anthony showed an abstract expression.

"..." The corner of Renault's mouth twitched. Is it possible that if he led this knighthood, it might be even more exaggerated than Ormsk? Look! Do you want to know about the various auras of the Paladin? Do you want to know about Nine Rings Titled Douluo?

"You've gone too far!" The angry Blood Hammer couldn't bear it anymore. After all, this is its property. Who will support it if you kill it all?

very good! The blood hammer is on! The blood hammer is back! It was pulled back by a second-level knight!

At this moment, the knight who has withdrawn his blood hammer is facing Ormsk's death gaze. I have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, but you pulled it back with one shot?

Blood Hammer and Ghost Fang, who is sitting on the ground and watching the Knights go away, is a little confused. Who am I? where am I? What am I doing?

After being stunned for a few seconds, Blood Hammer finally realized that he was a sixth-order half-orc lord! He is the king of a tribe! Was it taken back by a second-level knight...? Is that really just a second order? Blood Hammer looked at his huge hammer and fell into deep thought.

As the most handsome boy in Middle-earth, there is a reason why the Knights are at the top. Attacking a single Knight is equal to attacking the entire Knights, and vice versa! No one knows whether the power of an individual knight to attack you is his own or the power of all the knights. After all, the knights have a debt of 100,000 yuan per person. What happened to the power I borrowed based on my ability? If you get too anxious, all the members will sacrifice themselves to fuck you! It's Sauron. See if he dares to risk his life with a group of sacrificial knights?

(Sauron: I’m really convinced by Mader and these idiots. In the final alliance battle, you guys are the ones who sacrificed themselves to disgust me! Why should I compete with the dead? You can’t afford to hide if you can’t offend me?)

Unfortunately, when he saw the blood hammer coming from behind, the knight subconsciously mobilized the strength of all the knights and sent the blood hammer flying backwards with one blow. This disrupted Ormsk's idea of ​​being the sixth brother. It also made Arkhorn, the Eighth Ring Spirit's Withering Spear, who was originally a little heated, quickly calm down.

As for the seventh ring spirit Aton Nafe, he is still a melancholy "beautiful man" in the distance. The ninth ring spirit Uvasa is the sixth among the six. At this moment, he does not know which space gap he has shrunk into and squatted in. .