The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

"Crack!" The sharp battle ax fell hard, and the body of the elf ranger who was resisting was instantly separated.

"Get through here quickly!" Bolger's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light.

This was already the fourth elf outpost he had demolished. A total of 48 elves were killed in the hands of Bolger's commandos. Behind them, the orc army was coming in a steady stream.

"Sir, why are we sneaking like this? We just ignore these damn elves and go straight to the lonely mountain to tear the dwarves into pieces! How about drinking the dwarf blood?" A half-orc berserker complained in the ice and snow.

"Shut up! We will make the dwarves relax their vigilance! Defeat them in one go!" Bolger growled at his subordinates in a low voice.

Because it is the middle of winter, the elves are almost all huddled inside the kingdom. Apart from these external outposts, there are almost no troops patrolling along the line. They only need to clear out these obstructive outposts and avoid the patrols near the Woodland Kingdom to make a detour. At the foot of the lonely mountain.

"Speed ​​up!" Bolger growled. He didn't want to face the elf rangers who were so comfortable in the forest. The reason why it's easy to kill these elves now is because of the tactics of level suppression and the sea of ​​people. If they really fight against each other, both of them will A high-level elf ranger can guerrilla in the forest and kill orcs several times his size.

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"Is there any change in the orc army in the north?" Thorin asked without looking up while staring at the map.

"No, Your Highness, they are still where they are..." Balin sat aside and said holding a wine glass. The depressing atmosphere made him uninterested in drinking.

"Your Highness! The orcs have gone south!" Groyin ran in quickly, panting.

"Finally! Are you moving?" Thorin's eyes flashed coldly.

"Is there a problem with the elves?" Thorin asked worriedly.

"No news from the elves." Balin shrugged.

"No news is the best news!" Thorin lowered his head and thought for a moment.

"How long will the Iron Qiuling army be away from us?" Thorin wanted to know when the reinforcements would arrive.

"Tomorrow at the latest!" Feili said loudly.

"It's just in time! Since there are only half-orcs here! Let's eat him!" Thorin slammed the table, and the decisive and resolute dwarf king returned.

"Fili, go and invite Bard, the lord of River Valley State, to come and discuss matters." Thorin said.

The city of Erub can recruit two thousand dwarf warriors, and the dwarf army in Iron Qiuling can recruit 1,500 people. The dwarf army alone can recruit nearly 3,000 people, and the human army in River Valley City can also be recruited. There are more than 500 people, which adds up to more than 4,000 soldiers.

"Four thousand versus ten thousand! The advantage is mine!" Thorin clenched his fists! (If Roland saw this scene here, he would definitely spit out water. This famous scene has actually been reproduced in Middle-earth!)

"Where's the elf?" Fili suddenly reacted. Is there no need to notify the elf?

"They should take care of themselves!" Thorin didn't care. His prejudice against elves made him disdain to cooperate with elves!

"By the way, you go and inform King Roland and the others so that they can be prepared." Thorin suddenly thought of Roland and the others by the Long Lake and thought it would be better to inform them. After all, they will need their Sky Knights then.

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"Why are the orcs gathering to go north?" Iovia looked at Peter Groh in front of him with a surprised look on his face.

It's not that the orcs went north that surprised Eovia, but that they actually gathered in such a big way that they were not afraid of being seen by the Sky Knights. After all, Roland's Dragon Knights had already been exposed.

"Your Highness, I almost couldn't bear to go down and give some dragon language magic..." Peter Gero looked regretful. It seemed that he was very disappointed that he could not kill the orcs.

"Don't worry, if you take action, the orcs will cut you until your hands are soft." Iovia held her forehead and sighed.

"But I did see a few dragon-hunting crossbows in their army!" Peter Gro thought for a while and suddenly added.

"What? Are you exposed?" Iovia was not calm anymore. He thought Peter Gro was discovered by the orcs.

"Okay, okay, that thing can only hit flying dragons at most, and it can't penetrate the dragon skin of the stars!" Peter Groy yawned, he couldn't understand how a few small dragon-hunting crossbows could let Eovian The Elf King was shocked.

"Next time, don't speak halfway..." Several black lines hung from Eovia's head.

"Go and inform King Roland about this! Don't let his flying dragon knights be tricked by the orcs." Iovia said immediately. Although the real dragon knights are not afraid of those small dragon hunting crossbows, it is really dangerous when the flying dragon encounters that thing. It's terrible!

"Okay! I'll go over there right away." Peter Grohl said vigorously and left.

"Hi! Knight Peter! Hello, King Eovia!" Peter Gro, who had just walked to the door, was pushed back by Roland and Bai Yi who emerged from the door.

"All the orcs from the north have gone south!" Before the two of them could speak, Roland spoke first.

"Eh? What? Aren't you surprised? Orcs actually attack in winter. This is very abnormal!" Bai Yi followed Roland and looked at the two people who were indifferent and asked curiously.

"We just wanted to go find you, and the orcs from the south gathered and headed north!" Eovia rubbed her head and said helplessly. The ones in the south were already moving, how could the ones in the north not react?

"No wonder, this is a double-sided attack. Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Roland exclaimed. He was more concerned about how the orcs were able to communicate across the entire dark forest. It should be magic, right? Roland, who had long been prepared for the current situation, was distracted.

"By the way, there are small dragon-hunting crossbows in Azog's army. King Roland, you need to draw the attention of Knight Kaslo!" Peter Gro reminded, if he is really caught by the orcs and has a chance to shoot them, Then everyone will have great fun. The flying dragon knight is the absolute main force in this battle. The killing task of this war is handed over to the war mage with large-scale destruction capability and the two sky knights who can learn dragon language magic. Others The task is only to withstand the attack of the orcs, and the main output depends on them.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, is this a psychological shadow? I understand! Thank you for reminding Peter Knight." Roland nodded, expressing his acceptance of Peter Glo. It seems that Azog was killed by Feilong in the last battle on Lonely Mountain. The knight's dragon language magic has been taught well, and he is well prepared for this time.

"Oh, I hope Azog won't cry when he sees the real dragon knight this time." Roland sighed and expressed sympathy for a certain half-orc king who was kept in the dark. He hoped that there would be no empty knights in heaven...

"I guess his expression will be wonderful!" Bai Yi winked.

"He should be moved to tears by us." Eovia also laughed evilly.

Didn't everyone plan the whole thing just for this delightful scene in front of them? Looking at the three kings who controlled most of the military power in the north, Peter Groh laughed in a low voice, and his heart suddenly felt cold for Azog. He really didn't know how he was tricked to death.