The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

Chapter 710 The Dragon Riders will massacre the cannon fodder

At this moment, a team of orcs is wandering on the Graton Plain. They are looking for today's food. Some time ago, their scouts accidentally discovered a village of northern nomads. This group of humans is a village that has just migrated over, like the northern border. It is normal for civilians to migrate frequently in such precarious areas, so there is such a spectacle in the entire northern wilderness. Human tribes migrate to avoid danger. Orc tribes also migrate because the human tribes migrate and lose their food sources. Therefore, the wilderness The territories of various races on the planet are on the move...

"Ho ho ho! There's the aroma of food!" The leading Orc scout suddenly raised his head and opened his nostrils to smell the smell in the air, saliva flowing down the corner of his mouth.

"It's barbecue!" the orc scout said excitedly. Obviously only intelligent races can make barbecue, which also means that they are about to find food.

"Then lead the way! Get out!" The only warrior in the team, a second-level warrior, waved a simple halberd in his hand and kicked the scout angrily. He had only drank some water these days. It just ate a few worms, which couldn't even fit between its teeth. Now it's desperate for protein!

"Hurry up! I want to eat meat!"

"Eat meat! Eat meat!"

The orc team suddenly became excited, and all the orcs were noisy and chaotic!

"Roar!" The second-order half-orc warrior roared and waved the halberd in his hand, slamming it onto the ground and creating a ravine! There was a crazy look in his eyes.

"Quiet! You idiots!" The Orc warrior threatened everyone with his death gaze. All the Orcs stopped and looked at the Orc warrior with fearful eyes.

"Quietly touch them, and we will pounce on them! Those humans are as cunning as gophers in the wasteland. If they find out about the trouble, it will be difficult to find them!" The half-orc warriors are obviously more experienced, and they have obviously done this all day long before. thing.

"Sir, you are smart! This time we will definitely kill those humans and have a feast!" All the orcs praised the orc warriors crazily, and they were blown away by the praise.

"I'm afraid you won't have that chance." A calm voice sounded from beside them as the orcs gathered in a group to compliment each other.

"Ho! Who are you?" The half-orcs were frightened and looked for the source of the sound. They found Kaslo sitting on the ground not far away, warming himself by the fire.

"Sir! He has something to eat!" A sharp-eyed orc screamed, pointing at the chicken bones scattered in front of Kaslo. Apparently, just the bones had already made these hungry orcs drool.

"A lone human? Kill him!" The half-orc warrior first carefully looked around and found that there was no ambush, and immediately became more confident. With a wave of his hand, he ordered everyone to besiege Kaslo.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! I don't need an ambush to kill you!" Kaslow held his forehead and sighed softly. What he thought was so inferior. A group of cannon fodder-level orcs were not even enough to warm him up. He even drew his sword. It's all an insult to Kaslo.

"Well, since I saw you, you can all stay here and be used as fertilizer!" Kasluo looked at the orcs rushing up and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a cruel smile.

"Kill him! If we kill this human, we will have something to eat!"

"I'm hungry! I want to eat meat!"

The orcs rushed over noisily with all kinds of weapons. Not to mention the lineup, there was no order at all. The whole mob was performing like a clown in front of Kaslo.

"Compared to those elite Orcs in Gambada and Dol Guldur... you are too weak!" After Kaslo said, he flashed and appeared in front of an Orc the next second.

"Bang!" The iron fist that gathered the wind dragon power suddenly smashed the half-orc's chest. The ribs were exploded by the hammer, and the entire chest collapsed. As the dragon power bloomed, the sharp wind element tore directly. The orc's corpse tore it into pieces, and then raised a cloud of blood mist!

"Too slow!" Kaslo shook his head and stamped his feet suddenly. As the earth cracked, his body instantly flew up and landed in front of another orc.

"Poof!" With a casual palm, the entire orc's head was physically smashed into the stomach...

"Plop!" The orcs panicked after the headless corpse staggered down.

"Whoa!" Kaslo's figure disappeared again.

"where is he?"

"That human is missing?"

"I can't see him!"

"Devil! He is a demon!" A half-orc turned around and wanted to run away. Apparently, Kaslo's mysterious killings scared it. As a pure wasteland half-orc, rising with the wind and slipping against the wind is just a routine operation.

"Poof!" Before it could take two steps, the orc warrior chopped it down with a knife.

"Anyone who escapes from battle will be killed without mercy!" the orc warrior roared in fear. It is obvious that it has some brains, but not much... Although uniting can increase the survival rate, when the quality gap is too large to make up for the quantity, joining a group can't keep warm. It’s just an opportunity for others to gather together and annihilate them!

"Haha, that's interesting!" Kaslo's voice became illusory again.

"Afterimage! That's an afterimage!" When the orcs discovered Kaslo's figure, they realized that the figure left behind was slowly disappearing. It was obvious that this was an afterimage left after the speed was extremely fast.

"Puff! Puff!" Two big heads flew up. Kasluo's palms were like swords and he directly released his dragon power. The effect was not much worse than a sword. Coupled with the self-sharpening characteristics of the wind attribute, this hand sword turned out to be Sharper than most weapons!

"Death!" The half-orc warrior who seized the opportunity finally had the opportunity to swing his halberd. It struck Kaslo's head fiercely and split Huashan with one blow, hoping to kill him with one blow.

"Hey!" Kaslo raised the sharp wind element and cut open the rough halberd. When the orc warrior took back his weapon and planned to strike again, he found that only a small part of the halberd's blade was left.

"You have the courage to raise a knife to me? You are very brave. But who gave you the courage to swing a knife to me?" Kaslo narrowed his eyes and pressed towards the only half-orc professional with murderous intent. He was shrouded in fear. The orc warrior instantly became stiff and unable to move. When it regained consciousness, it immediately realized something.

"No!" Before it finished speaking, it completely turned into a blood mist and flew away...

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"How long did it take you to fight a bunch of garbage? I yawned and they all died!" Kaldor said helplessly, dissatisfied with Kaslo's efficiency.

"I don't want others to know that there is a storm dragon here! We can hide our whereabouts as long as we can!" Kaslow shook his head. Since the Forbidden Curse War, the Kingdom of Laglan has become famous all over the world. He is a high-level combat power in the kingdom and is famous all over the world. As the first dragon rider in the kingdom, Kasluo has naturally entered the small books of the major forces. The alliance does not matter, as he is afraid that the orcs and the ring spirits will know how to use it. The black arrow ambushes him. Although the dragon is awesome, it can't fly with the black arrow! Thinking of this, Kasluo once again "thanks" to the eight generations of dwarf ancestors...

"Okay, okay! I'm tired, you can go alone!" Kaldo waved his paw and hung it on Kaslo's shoulder and closed his eyes.

"Okay, I'll find a place to sleep at night!" Kaslo said, stretching.

During this period of time, I was working on my thesis, and my head was getting big, and I was writing the thesis as if I was in middle-earth... I almost let my tutor eat me...