The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

"Death!" There was a fierce look in Eovia's eyes, and the scimitar in her hand went straight to the neck of a half-orc berserker who was blocking the road. The clear sound of the throat breaking sounded, and Eovia continued to jump without even looking at it. Xiangqian, well, the real elf never looks at the results!

"Brush!" Verve waved the Manicati in his hand and while he was spinning and jumping, several orcs who were besieging him were immediately cut into two with their weapons. The Holy Sword of Elf Fire was completely useless against ordinary weapons. The truth is, the clothes and armor are flat, and the blood is like a fountain!

"Pfft! Pfft!" Thranduil danced with two scimitars in an airtight manner. After sending the scimitars into the bodies of the two orcs with ease, Thranduil kicked the corpse hard to avoid the long spear that was originally poking at him. spear.

"Boom!" A blast came from Verve, and the smoke and dust immediately obscured everyone's sight.

"Earth flow trap!" The staff in Radil's hand hit the ground heavily, and a powerful magic wave suddenly erupted from Radil's center.

"Oh?" The half-orcs who were swept by the magic wave were stagnant. They looked down at their feet in confusion, only to find that their entire calves had sunk into the soil!

"Pfft!" Lance, who raised his hand and stabbed an orc over with a shot, looked back at Radil, who was standing behind and activating his magic power.

"Well done!"

"War-level control magic!"

"Now the orcs are really a target!"

Seeing that they were struggling to move forward, the orc coalition forces stuck in the ground let out excited shouts. Radil's skills controlled the ground under the enemy's feet. When they stepped into the range of the skills, they would immediately be as difficult to move as if they were entering a quagmire.

"Attack!" Roland and Baiyi quickly gave orders. In the absence of the Elf Kings, they could only take command.

Roland is a member of his own family who knows his own affairs. Now the war spell released by Radil covers an entire square kilometer of the battlefield, and the magic consumed is calculated in tons! According to the total magic power of the war mage, it can only last for about 2 minutes. Of course, Radil should not be able to last for two minutes. He only hopes to quickly open a breakthrough for the coalition forces. It is not a good choice to use all the magic power on the battlefield. .

"Advance!" Lansti charged forward with his shield and gun.

"Kill!" After receiving the order, the swift infantry followed closely, crossing the elf rangers and followed them one after another. For a moment, the extremely "long-hand" rapid infantry launched a massacre of the orcs, and a 5-meter-long barrier What a joy it is to poke these stationary targets with your carbine!

"Quick! Speed ​​up! The magic effect is going to disappear!" Lance said, feeling the magic returning quickly.

"Roar! Kill these scum!" The furious orcs roared and rushed towards the rushing infantry who had just killed everyone.

"Formation!" Lance's eyes narrowed.

"Bang, bang, bang~" Thick tower shields were stacked on top of each other, and in an instant, a flat shield wall appeared at the front of the battlefield!

"The shield is tilted at 45°! Squat down!" Lance shouted.

The shield wall suddenly became low, and all the rushing infantry pressed their shoulders against the shield. The menacing orcs rushed up like a tsunami. Except for the orcs who were hanging on the horse-repelling guns and twitching, they were all crowded and pushed by the orcs behind them. After putting on the shield, the Elf Ranger who was following the Swift Infantry immediately smiled. From the Elf's position, the Orc had just exposed its unprotected lower legs...

"Crack!" The sharp scimitar flew across like thunder, and the crisp sound of broken bones sounded. The orcs who rushed up the sloping shield wall first had their calves cut off, and rolled down wailing, and they were suddenly crowded in the formation. The orcs in front were in chaos.

"Tsk! The swift infantry should be equipped with long swords!" Roland looked at the chaotic orcs and said regretfully. In this kind of melee, the swift infantry had no room to use their slender horse guns. Don't you see that? The handles of the horse guns were already piled with Orcs who were crowded onto them by their own people. Most of the rapid infantry had been forced to give up the increasingly heavy horse guns in their hands and drew out their maces to fight the Orcs. However, The attack speed and flexibility of the mace are far inferior to that of the long sword, and its efficiency in this case is not high.

"Pay attention to the two wings!" Lance panicked. Because the number of rapid infantry was small, some orcs had already bypassed the immobile rapid infantry on the front and turned to attack from the sides. On the two wings were the elves with weak defenses. Rangers and Archers.

"Badanian shooters! Charge with me!" Roland gritted his teeth as he saw the elves fighting hand to hand with the orcs. Now he only hoped that the cavalry led by Renault could successfully get around to the rear of the orcs...

"Dong dong dong!" The mithril armor-breaking hammer was raised amidst the dense and heavy sound of horse hooves, and the Battanian shooters holding arm shields entered the battlefield like heavy cavalry.

"Heavy Cavalry!" The half-orc's hands and feet suddenly felt cold when he saw the Battanian shooter billowing smoke! (The symbol of the Knights is that both men and horses are enveloped in the same fighting spirit, so it is generally not mistaken whether the opponent is a knight or a cavalry, unless the commander of this army is extremely insidious and does not activate the glory skill until the battle is over. )

Roland couldn't help but twitch a few times on his face protected by his mask after hearing the shrill shout. What a heavy cavalryman? As expected, the heavily armored Battanian archers are indeed very deceptive. More importantly, the Battanian archers' riding skills are definitely not bad. After all, they can use the galloping archer riding skills on galloping horses. How bad is it?

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" As the Badanian shooters waved their arms vigorously, under the action of centrifugal force, the armor-breaking hammer made by Mithril contained terrifying kinetic energy in the heavy hammer head. When the armor-breaking hammer came into contact with the orc's head, each head splattered with blood like exploding watermelons. Black blood mixed with brain matter flew across the air. The crisp sound of skulls exploding made people shudder. Although there were hundreds of people, there was no one. Stoppable!

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"Death!" Verve's hands were trembling as he just took a shot from the dragon-hunting crossbow, but he was still not something ordinary orcs and professionals could stop. With one sword, he cut two orcs who were about to attack in half. , Fanwei half-knelt on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Are you okay? Your Excellency Verve!" Thranduil frowned and turned back, blocking a few sneak attack arrows.

"I can't die!" Fan Erwei's expression suddenly changed, and his legs that were kneeling on the ground bounced up immediately.

"Boom!" The next second, a thick crossbow gun came through the air and directly hit the place where he originally stayed.

"The stars are twinkling!" Iovia's face turned cold, and his body suddenly became insubstantial, and then instantly appeared a hundred meters away. Where he originally stayed, a crossbow gun twisted and penetrated into the earth.

"They have at least two small dragon-hunting crossbows!" Thrandu Yihan said in a cold voice. Fortunately, the orcs did not hold back, otherwise it would be really fatal if they were chilled by this thing!

As everyone knows, Bolger is also in trouble! From a distance, I could see three dancing crescent moons harvesting the lives of the orcs. It was not a fool! Who doesn’t recognize the common skills that are the hallmark of level six stalkers? At this time, Zangzhuo is looking for death.

"So you are hiding here!" The Eovian elf's unique long-range vision allowed him to clearly see the dragon-hunting crossbow hidden in the crowd. He showed a cold smile and put the scimitar back into the scabbard. He took out a well-made longbow from his back with his backhand.

He stroked the bow nostalgically. This bow was once his father's bow. The name of the bow was Luo Denan. In terms of level, it could be considered as reaching the peak of epic weapons, and it was expected to enter the legend at any time. The draw of this bow comes at the cost of life force! Every time the bow is pulled, the bow string will absorb the bow holder's vitality and convert it into arrows. In addition to physical damage, the person hit by the arrow will also lose vitality and soul power. This bow is also known as the "life force". Funeral song! Eovia's father fought hard with this bow, but was eventually drained of his life force and died. With the Elf King's terrifying vitality being drained, one can only imagine how tragic that battle was!

"Hiss~" The blue arrow emerged from the bow string quickly. The whole arrow was as breathtakingly beautiful as a beautiful work of art, and as bright as the life force absorbed by it!

The moment Eovia released her bowstring, her face instantly turned pale! The arrow flew out silently, and the naked eye could only see a blue shadow...

"Boom!" The churning vitality raged, and the extremely pure vitality immediately stirred the space, and the spatial cracks then appeared in place...

Before there was any time to make any sound, the entire dragon-hunting crossbow and the orc beside it were instantly torn into pieces by the space rift!