The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

Chapter 686 Goblin Knight!

"Damn it! Who can tell me how these bastards came here?" Ismir gritted his teeth and looked at the scene in front of him, and he was like, "Fuck!"

Because what appeared in front of me was not an orc or an earth dragon, but a group of wandering junior warcraft tutu pigs! Although these wild boars, which are about two meters tall, are not big, no one dares to look down upon them. These wild boars are serious monsters. The key is that they live in groups!

"Hmph, hum!" Pig snorts sounded outside Windhelm Town. Groups of wild boars emerged from the darkness, which made Ismir want to kill them.

"Tutu Pig? How could this thing appear?" Ymir climbed onto the wall and looked into the distance. He was surprised when he saw it clearly.

"Do you know these beasts?" Ismir turned to look at Ymir and asked.

"Of course! How could you not recognize the famous Tutu Pig?" Ymir nodded in surprise. He was surprised that Ismir did not recognize these monsters.

"What's so great about them?" Ismir frowned as he listened to the grunting sounds of the pigs.

"Wait and see, observe and see if it is what I thought!" Ymir shook his head and did not rush to answer Ismir's words.

"?" Ismir's eyes twitched, and the Riddler got out of Windhelm Town!

"Phew~" Suddenly there was a faint whistling sound in the wind, and those tutu pigs seemed to have received some instructions and began to move slowly towards the darkness, as if they had learned that there was a human gathering area ahead.

"Huh? Did they retreat?" Ismir raised his brows, it seemed that everything was fine.

"Let's go! Let's catch up! If nothing else happens, we'll get rich!" Ymir suddenly laughed.

"Poof!" The heavily armed Ymir climbed over the wall and jumped down, making a dull sound. Ismir felt that the entire wall was shaking.

"Wait for me!" Ismir saw Ymir jump out and quickly jumped out after him.

"You stay! Don't come over!" Halfway through the page, Ismir still had time to turn around and tell the soldiers who had gathered behind him to stay at the stronghold. They couldn't help much even if they went there. The group of monsters were just trying to chop melons and vegetables with them. , except for Ismir and Ymir who have the ability to protect themselves, they really can't protect others.

"Hoo! Duo!" Ymir casually grabbed a branch as thick as an egg and smoothed off the branches on it. He lit the branch with his fire-based war energy flames and then suddenly swung his arm, and a fireball streaked across the night sky. It was nailed hard to the tree trunk outside the junction of the forest! The burning flames of war energy illuminated the figure in front of him.

"This is the legal territory of Lord Ismir of the Kingdom of Laglan! Do you come and leave whenever you want?" Ymir threw out the Blood Mist Sword, and the sharp heavy sword roared through the sky and was inserted into the sky. In the open space in the distance, the next second the Blood Mist Suit flashed, and Ymir was already holding the long sword and appeared at the place where the big sword landed! It is the skill effect of the set in the Blood Mist!

"Hmph!" A humming sound came from the darkness. As figures walked out of the darkness, Ymir's face under the iron helmet showed such an expression!

Under the reflection of the branch ignited by the war energy flames, figures continued to enlarge in Ymir's pupils...

"Become an organized cavalry!" Ismir's hands and feet suddenly became cold when he looked through the shadow illuminated by the fire! It was obvious that a group of cavalry was not something they could compete with (Ismir underestimated Ymir's combat effectiveness). At this moment, Ismir wanted to die, so why did he chase after him when everything was fine? It was just a group of Warcraft wild boars! Now it's a bunch of cavalry! Ismir was going crazy, but he couldn't ignore Ymir and had to rush forward.

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"Let's fight out..." Ismir rushed behind Ymir and grabbed Ymir. Just as he was about to break out, his eyes accidentally glanced at the cavalry confronting Ymir in front of him and he was stunned for a moment.

"This is not some cavalry, my lord!" Ymir shook his head slowly, his voice slightly serious.

"I need an explanation!" Ymir said calmly to the figure in front of him, without any aggression or emotion.

"This is... this is..." Ismir's pupils were shaking at this moment. After all, he couldn't use words to describe everything in front of him.

"It's shocking, isn't it? The miracle of the neutral race in Middle-earth - the Wild Goblin Knight!" Ymir said with a smile.

What appeared in front of Ismir at this moment was a group of green-skinned goblins riding wild boars, holding stone and bone spears and wearing leather clothes! The tutu pigs under their seats fit their low stature perfectly, but Ismir rarely smelled any peculiar smell from them. After all, goblins and orcs can be used as biological weapons...

"How could it be? This..." Ismir felt that his brain was running out! Because the Goblin in front of him and the Goblin he remembered were completely different species! The goblin in his impression had gray skin, weak limbs, and almost zero fighting ability. The goblins in front of them were all light green and powerful. Although they looked very small at about 1.2 meters tall and the weapons in their hands were very crude, no one would doubt their lethality. In addition, they also rode Riding a Warcraft mount, he looks very untouchable.

"Human! We have no intention of offending you. We have nothing to do with any other race. I'm sorry for mistakenly entering your territory. Please let us leave in peace. I'm very grateful!" An old goblin wearing a feather crown and holding a deadwood staff rode a tut-tut pig and slowly came over. The goblin knights along the way made way for him. It was obvious that this old goblin was of high status!

"Goblin Prophet!" Ymir's pupils shrank as he looked at the old goblin with runes painted on his face. This was a big deal! The Wild Goblin Tribe with the Goblin Prophet was not something they could mess with. When he saw that these tut-tut pigs were herded by humans, he thought that these were the livestock of the Wild Goblins. He originally wanted to make some extra money for his lord with his own strength... but he didn't expect to catch a big fish...

"Your Excellency is very knowledgeable. Since this is the case, can we both retreat safely?" The old goblin's voice was extremely gentle, as if he was talking to an old friend.

"I have no intention of causing trouble, but your behavior is probably inappropriate, right? Although humans did not go to war with the wild goblins, your army has trespassed into the territory of the human kingdom. Even if we kill you all here, we have no fault!" Ymir's face, which was covered by the mask, wrinkled, but he still said stubbornly. After all, he inherited the glory of the empire! It is the glory of the Senate Guard! How could he bow to the aliens?

"Sorry, sir, and this lord, although we did not intend to lead the tribe to break in, we did not cause any losses to you. Why don't we each be safe?" The old goblin raised his eyelids and looked at the human town looming in the distance. The corners of his mouth twitched helplessly. After all, he was in the wrong.

"We need an explanation!" Ymir blocked Ismir behind him and said in a steady voice.

"Does your lord want us to fight to the death?" The old goblin couldn't help frowning as he looked at the unyielding Ymir.