The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

"Your Highness! The effect of Centaur's Synchronicity skill is similar to that of our Glory skill. I'm afraid this battle will not be easy to fight!" Kaslo said solemnly. There were at least 300 Centaur in front of him. Roland and the others charged head-on with them. It's enough. The aftermath of this battlefield has torn the edges of this unknown forest to pieces. The Battanian archers on horseback simply dare not approach this land of right and wrong...

"Humans! Give you one last chance! Leave our territory!" The centaur led by the leader roared and issued an ultimatum. After all, they were not comfortable with the knights.

"Fart!" Roland's face turned livid. He could be so confident after occupying other people's territory. It's really rare in the world!

"Then you all stay here!" the centaur leader shouted with the wooden gun in his hand, his face instantly turned red, and veins popped out on his muscles.

"Death!" As the men and horses raised their arms high and struggled to wave, wooden guns engraved with magic patterns were projected out by them. The rotating wooden guns tore through the air and roared towards the direction of the Holy Glory Knights.

"Defense!" Roland's face changed instantly. Countless knights were stunned when they saw the spears shooting towards them in a parabola. No one expected that the centaur would actually throw his own spears.

"Boom!"

"boom!"

"Click!"

The wooden throwing spear hit the knights' battle energy shields and protruding shields with all their strength. The huge force coming from the tip of the spear shocked the knights.

"Born with divine power! These centaurs!" Roland exclaimed. The thick wooden gun carried unparalleled explosive power. Roland, who had just resisted a few shots, called him a macho man.

"Sir! They are all born professionals! We are just taking advantage of the weapons now!" Kaslo spat out.

Roland glanced around quickly and immediately understood what Kaslo meant. The centaur opposite had no iron weapons! The weapons on his body are either stone or wooden, and the armor is just beautifully tanned leather armor! I didn't notice it during the chaotic battle. You must know that different weapons have different effects on the conduction of fighting energy. Weapons made of various rare metals are definitely better than steel, and the stainless steel equipment of the Holy Glory Knights will definitely defeat the centaurs. That equipment is worse than the Lagrand Militia! If it weren't for taking advantage of the equipment, Roland and the others might not be able to compete with the Centaurs.

"Casro! Ride the dragon!" Roland stirred up his fighting spirit and felt it for a moment, then his face turned pale. More than half of his fighting spirit had been consumed! The fighting spirit of the ordinary knight should have almost reached its bottom! If there is another wave of centaur spears, there will definitely be attrition!

"My Lord!" Kaslow's mouth twitched as he watched the centaur once again pull out a new wooden gun from his horse. Is this over? My extra legs are very tight!

Although the weapons and equipment of the Centaur are far different from those of the Knights of Holy Glory, they can carry more than ten powerful throwing spears by virtue of their own weight... The wooden throwing spears are no less lethal in the hands of the Centaur. Throw a gun at metal!

"Woo~wu~wu~" The melodious flute sounded, and a space door suddenly tore open in the void, and Kaldor's slender dragon body flew out...

"Dragon! Evil dragon!" The centaur, who had raised his spear again, suddenly panicked. The silhouette of Kaldor's four legs and wings looked like a giant dragon in the sky, and the long dragon's roar resounded through the sky!

"Go! Retreat! Dragon Knight!" The centaur leader was so regretful that his intestines were turning green at this moment. Who would have thought that among this group of knights there was actually a dragon knight who was known as the destroyer of city-states. It had been said that there was a dragon knight who would directly lead others to turn around. Just run and never stop...

"Roar!" The green dragon's breath swept down and spurted out in the forest where the centaur was retreating.

"Xilulu!" The centaurs with flexible bodies felt the dragon's breath that stung their skin. They whined and quickly turned their bodies. The terrifying wind blades rubbed the bodies of several centaurs and sank into the forest in front of them. It was terrifying. The dragon's breath exploded instantly, and the lasing wind elements streaked across the surroundings. Countless centaurs were cut off by the aftermath of the wind blade and then tore their skin. Their blood instantly dyed their leather armor red!

"Kill!" Roland raised his arms and shouted, how could he not beat the drowned dog now? A random punch could kill a master, let alone a knight holding a lance?

"People! Let's fight with them!" Seeing the forest close in front of them, but the ravines cut by the dragon's breath in front of them blocked their hope of escape, the grief-stricken centaur leader turned around in despair and shot at Roland with his gun. The anger, despair, sadness, etc. in his eyes almost condensed into substance.

"Seeking death!" Seeing the centaur leader break away from the centaur group and out of the range of the same fate skills, Roland raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and the sharp dragon-slaying sword jumped out of his hand.

"Cut!" The slender war energy blade extended along the Dragon-Slaying Sword, and cut off the wooden spear in his hand with just one blow. Yi left Yu Yong to pursue the enemy, but Roland refused to let anyone go and used his backhand to circle the Dragon-Slaying Sword again. The sword is ready to kill this stubborn centaur with one strike...

"Boom!" A terrifying force came from the tiger's mouth, and the tiger's mouth wrapped in the gauntlet broke instantly. Roland frowned and had to let go of the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand. He clearly felt the terrifying force of holding the Dragon-Slaying Sword forcibly. The tearing force is enough to tear off his own shoulder.

"Who!" Roland said in shock. He clearly saw that an ordinary feather arrow had just shot away his dragon-slaying sword, and someone with such strength...

"Ferwei! What are you doing?" Roland roared immediately after seeing the galloping horse. He never expected that the attack would come from behind him! Or is it the prairie elf lord Verwe who fights side by side with him and depends on him for life and death?

"Plop!" Several knights rushed forward, and the spears in their hands were pierced towards the centaur leader. The powerful centaur leader waved his hands, raised his front hooves, and dodged several incoming lances with his bare hands. Then he got into a fight with the knights.

"King Roland! Don't hurt them!" The voice came before the people arrived. Verve shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Hey!" After putting the dragon-slaying sword on the neck of the centaur leader who was controlled by several knights again, Roland said coldly: "Give me a reason not to kill them!"

"Boom!" Kasluo descended from the sky on a flying dragon, faintly threatening the centaurs who were about to move.

"They are centaurs! Allies of the prairie elves!" Vervay said out of breath after galloping over on horseback.

"Your allies can occupy my territory at will? Harm my people?" Roland asked, the sword in his hand pressed down a little, and blood spilled from the centaur leader's neck.

"There may be a misunderstanding here!" Vervay quickly advised, fearing that Roland's head would be moved with a single force of his hand.

"Misunderstanding? Tell me! I'm listening!" Roland looked unkind. This dog's brain was almost knocked out. The Holy Glory Knights almost suffered heavy casualties. But you told me it was a misunderstanding?