The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

As the knights charged, Roland felt his blood surge, as if a familiar BGM was playing. Perhaps "Star Sky" was the right song for the occasion.

"Kill!" Roland roared and removed a troll's left calf with a sword. The troll's huge body fell directly to the ground and was trampled mercilessly by iron hoofs.

"Run and shoot!" the Battanian archer shouted. Skill: Rush! launch!

Running is a very useful skill that can greatly improve shooting accuracy while running and riding.

"Whoops!" A steel arrow shot into the eye socket of the troll. The troll immediately covered its injured eyes and whined around in circles. Soon its pain was ended. The two knights used the lances in their hands. He picked it up high, then threw it aside, rolled it a few times and then lost its breath.

"Kill!" The golden fighting energy flames covered the whole body and the sacred light spread out. Reno, who was like pouring gold, hit the troll head-on with his lance. Suddenly, the strong fighting energy burst out, and the troll was directly blown into pieces. Pieces of black blood and tissue flew randomly in the sky, but Renault was still as holy and noble as before. Behind him, a knight named Raglan waved his weapon and followed the torrent of steel pouring down...

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"Damn it! These dirty guys!" Roland cursed as he looked at the foot trapped in the unknown tissue. Damn it, we can't have this foot anymore! Roland almost died of nausea.

"Sir, let me flush it for you." Kasluo diligently picked up the water bag and ran over.

"Don't! Stop... vomit!" Roland was covered in unknown objects and mud mixed with rancid blood as Kaslo flew towards him.

"I'm going to kill you! Kill you!" Roland went crazy.

"Purify!" A golden light flashed, and the stains on Roland's body disappeared as the golden light washed away.

Oops! What a luxury! Purification is used to clean up stains on oneself. The total amount of Lei Ye's fighting spirit is quite rich!

"Troll Rebellion: Achieved! Reward Holy War Spirit, can be transferred to Paladin! Distributed."

Roland was about to speak when a sacred aura suddenly burst out from the bottom of his heart. Roland immediately held back his words. Golden battle energy surged through Roland. Roland felt unprecedented power, and even his skills had changed.

"God bless Ragland! Congratulations, Lord, for successfully awakening the Paladin!" Renault said excitedly. At this moment, he felt that there was hope for the revival of the empire. (The system implanted in them the memory that the Lagrand Empire fell and Renault was the only remaining Lagrand lord)

"Paladin!" Gandalf said in surprise. Not everyone can be a Paladin. Historically, the Paladin and the Black Knight were a pair. Where did the Black Knight come from? That's how the Paladin fell. The birth of a Paladin can benefit one party, but it also lays hidden dangers for the destruction of one party. Now it's interesting that there are two Paladins among the hundred or so people. This is so unthinkable that everyone has fallen. Let's just have sex. Don't go on an expedition. Let's just grab our luggage and run away. The Paladins are hard to kill! There are endless holy magic and skills, and you can't beat him to death. You can't beat him as fast as he can milk. It's even harder for the Black Knight. Not only can he milk him, but he can also suck his blood back to blue and red...

Gandalf took a deep look at the two of them and quietly wiped away the cold sweat. For the first time, he felt that organizing the expedition to the Lonely Mountain was a mistake. As a wizard who had gained divinity, he had never seen anything in his thousands of years of life. The nine Nazgul under Sauron are exactly the Black Knights! When the number one Nazgul, the Witch-King of Angmar, wreaked havoc on the Kingdom of Arnor, it was a devastation!

"Trolls cannot appear during the day." Gandalf said, looking at the rising sun.

"That proves there must be a cave nearby!" Thorin's eyes lit up.

"Everyone, look for it!" Roland said loudly while riding on his horse.

After a while, someone discovered the troll's cave nearby, and everyone quickly followed.

"I'll wipe it! The smell here is so bright, it's so damn high!" Roland covered his nose and almost got drunk.

"Oh, look what I found?" Ge Luoyin walked out holding a small box.

"Wow! They are all gold coins!" Noli said in surprise.

"Oh, there are a bunch of them scattered here. These trolls really don't know how to take care of them." Roland clicked his tongue when he saw them.

"Put it away quickly." Roland's face beamed with joy.

"Eh?" Gandalf said softly, walked to a pile of weapons covered with cobwebs and started to fiddle with them with his staff.

"Qiang!" The clear sound of the long sword being unsheathed sounded, and a flash of silver light shone under the torch, dazzling people's eyes.

"Oh my God, the enemy's sword is Ragamudrin." Roland exclaimed. He had been looking for the Three Elf Swords for a long time. Although it was not as good as the Dragon Slaying Sword, it was still good to have in his collection. It turns out that Roland and this sword really have no fate.

"Huh? Do you know him?" Gandalf asked in surprise.

"Nonsense! It's the sword of the Forest King of Gondolin." Roland said casually without thinking.

"Well..." Gandalf took a deep look at Roland without saying anything, and casually drew out another sword.

"Pfft! What a beast-biting sword—Ocrest..." Roland's face turned dark. Among the three elven swords, Roland fell in love with these two. After all, Roland held Baggins' exclusive stinging sword in his hand. It was no different from a bread knife, too short... but Comrade Gandalf still turned them over like history.

Roland's face darkened, and with a wave of his hand, he ordered his subordinates to move all the weapons away. Although it was suspected of being shameless, it was still quite useful to use a short knife for self-defense. As for shame? Keep it in your pocket for now.

"Dwarf brothers, do you want to change your clothes? These weapons are forged by the Noldor elves and are very good." Roland reminded kindly.

"No! Let's leave this filthy place!" When Thorin heard about the elves' weapons, he immediately became furious, turned around and left with his men.

Gandalf shrugged and said helplessly: "Thorin, this is a beast-biting sword. This is the best weapon we can get now!" After speaking, he looked at Thorin deeply.

Thorin thought for a while, then looked up at the mithril hammers on the knights carrying the weapons, and the adamantine weapons and armors of Roland and others. He swallowed, and after all, he did not escape the law of true fragrance, and took the weapons obediently. The remaining dwarves also happily ran to pick up weapons from the pile, just like the aunts buying vegetables in the vegetable market.

"Bilbo! This is for you!" Gandalf emerged from the hole and handed Bilbo a dagger.

Roland took a look and almost lost his breath. I ordered people to clear the place and didn't stop you from fishing for the three elven swords. How on earth do I have no connection with these three weapons? Can't I, a member of the Lord of the Rings party, want to collect famous swords? Roland thought to himself, his mind filled with the word "unlucky".

"No, I can't. In fact, I have never used swords and weapons." Bilber waved his hand in panic and refused.

"Baggins, this is a magical weapon made by elves. When an orc approaches, the blade will emit a dark blue light..." Gandalf introduced.

"I hope you never have to use it...but when you do, remember that the true meaning of courage is not to take a life, but to forgive a life."