The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

"Thorin!" Roland saw Thorin rushing out and nodded in greeting.

"Your Excellency, I thank you on behalf of the Turin clan in the name of the king under the mountain!" Thorin said faithfully.

"You're welcome, we had a contract after all." Roland pretended to be calm and said calmly. Thorin didn't know that if there hadn't been an accident with Renault, Roland would have taken the people away.

"Athog!" Thorin Oakenshield gritted his teeth as he stared in the direction of Raven Ridge.

"Give up, we don't have the ability to rush over yet." Roland looked at the tired dwarves around him.

The kind-hearted Ivy was holding the staff high at the moment. The white light representing healing poured down from the top of the staff. In an instant, the bodies of the dwarves within a hundred meters radius suddenly lightened up, and their wounds healed quickly.

Roland immediately took a high look at Ivy, "Hey guys, you have found a treasure with a range of healing spells. Even among third-level temple guardian priests, those with wide range of healing spells are very rare. It seems that we need to protect them in the future." Well, if we teach a few more apprentices in the future, we can form a medical team that all possesses area-type healing magic.

"Roland! Can you lead the knights to rush away from the orcs! Send me and my men to Raven Ridge!" Thorin asked Roland anxiously.

"Impossible! Gambada's orc reinforcements have arrived! I can't send you there to die!" Roland said, turning to look at Raven Ridge in the distance.

"Pfft!" Roland's eyes suddenly widened. What did he see? The Rapid Infantry actually gave up on going to River Valley City, which was protected by city walls, and turned around and ran towards Raven Ridge, where the orcs were coming.

"Rush out! Rescue our brothers!" Roland's eyes immediately turned red upon seeing him.

"Sir! Your Majesty! My king!" Renault quickly came over and grabbed Roland's horse rein.

"Reno! Do you want to disobey my order again!" Roland narrowed his eyes and said coldly, holding the dragon-slaying sword tightly.

"Sir! Don't question the professionalism of the Lagrand soldiers! They just made the most correct choice!" Renault said painfully. He was used to seeing life and death. He knew what the Rapid Infantry were going to do at this moment. They wanted to block the orc reinforcements. , even if they only have 300 people.

"Only by quickly eliminating these bastards in front of us can we have any hope of victory! Only then can we save them!" Renault said sincerely, pulling Roland.

"I want to save my people first!" Roland rushed out of the formation regardless.

"But! Even if we rush out, we can't bring them back! They are infantry..." Renault said in a daze.

"Knights of Holy Glory! The goal: leave none of these damn Orcs in front of you!" Roland looked ferocious. He knew that Renault's words were right. Only by quickly eliminating these obstructive Orcs in front of them would it be possible to rescue the Swift Infantry.

"Kill!" A gap opened in the dwarf shield formation. Roland led the knights to rush out. The dwarves behind him also launched counterattacks under the leadership of Thorin.

"They fight for the king." Gandalf, who was paddling with the fireball technique, showed an approving smile.

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"Tiger!" The right hand holding the gun in the first row of rapid-fire infantry bent back and then suddenly stretched out.

"Pfft~" The sound of the tip of the gun penetrating into flesh was continuous.

"Ouch~" Many orcs held the barrels of their anti-horse guns and howled in pain.

"Poof!" The Swift Infantryman spun and pulled the gun back. The orc who was stabbed was drained of his strength and fell limply to the ground.

"Captain! There are too many Orcs! We will be surrounded if we don't think of a way!" A rushing infantryman said anxiously as he looked at the Orc reinforcements coming over the mountain like a tide.

"Brothers! Are you afraid of death?"

"Don't be afraid!" everyone said in unison.

"Then in the name of Swift River! Charge! For home! For Swift River! For the king!"

The rapid-flow infantrymen straightened up their rifles and strode forward in the rapid-flow military formation. The sudden counterattack caught the orcs by surprise and instantly stagnated the orc army.

"Oh! My beard, are they crazy?" A dwarf was shocked by the charge of the rapid infantry just after he solved his opponent.

"Oh God! How did they do it?" Bard, who was leading the townspeople to resist desperately in River Valley City, was also shocked by the small phalanx in the distance.

"..." Roland was stunned when he saw the rushing soldiers charging in the distance. The war horse, which had lost its master's urging, slowly stopped and wandered aimlessly on the battlefield.

The figure in front of me and the scene in my memory slowly overlap...

The World of the Ring, Fifth Age 2375.

The Dark Alliance forces are approaching the city of Lagrand. The imperial capital that was once bustling with traffic is now heavily armored. The remaining six dragon knights of the empire gathered on the city wall. Their eyes looked at the dark clouds filling the horizon in the distance with unspeakable oppression... …That’s not a dark cloud, it’s a war bat!

At the gate of the city, a total of 30 Lagrand Royal Guard Paladins commanding 10,000 members of the Lagrand Imperial Knights stood quietly. They were as motionless as sculptures, as if they were frozen in time and space.

Emperor Gary Carl stood silently on the crenellations of the city wall and looked into the distance. The nine city walls of Lagrand City were filled with city guards with Lagrand characteristics. The sages got into the tall wizard tower, and the priests came from the Saint Step out of the palace and shuttle among the soldiers...

"Let's start the war. Lagrand's survival depends on this battle!" Emperor Karl said lonelyly. Under his rule, the empire lost a large area of ​​territory in the south, and now even the capital is under siege.

"Boom~" The huge dragon gate opened, and the knights of the Imperial Knights, led by the Holy Knights of the Royal Guards of Lagrand, rushed out first. Passionate dragon roars sounded in the sky, and the last dragon knights of Lagrand rode on The dragon rose into the sky.

Imperial afterglow...

"Speed ​​up!" Renault, then the Governor of the North, flew above everyone on the Holy Light Pegasus. Behind him were millions of player NPC coalition forces.

"Oh my God!" That was the first time Roland had seen such a grand scene. The noble blood of the Dragon Knight flew into the sky, the unyielding pride of the Paladin fell to the earth, and the once rare sage-level mage was easily killed by ordinary half-orcs. After twisting his head, the priests of the temple shuttled across the battlefield, and a series of human allies, including elves, dwarves, and trees, came from all directions...

At this moment, Roland saw a scene that he would never forget. The Rapid Infantrymen from Rapid City and the Swift River River lined up in a square formation of 30 people in a row and 10 in a row, singing war songs one after another. One by one, they attacked the lineup of the Dark Alliance. With uniform steps, thousands of fast-flowing infantry were like the water of a fast-flowing river, frantically beating the defense lines of the demons and orcs. Under their collision regardless of the cost, Renault's troops successfully tore apart their defense lines. At the last moment, he rushed into the crumbling Lagrand City and stabilized the city defense.

In that battle, less than a thousand of the 500,000 rapid infantry who followed Renault rushed into Lagrand City... They all fell on the charging road. Outside Lagrand City, there were people wearing blue and green steel armor. The remains of the swift infantrymen, with their mortal bodies, defeated the army of professionals...

Tears filled eyes. Tears flowed silently.

The familiar figures from the past are now merged with the current ones... Roland looked at the touch of green flowing upstream in the black tide, and seemed to vaguely see a phalanx of rapids surrounding them...

"Those are the heroic spirits of Swift River..." Roland murmured.

Amidst the killing shouts of the rushing infantry, they seemed to be not alone as they advanced alone. Their ancestors were still with them, forming a neat square formation and marching in uniform steps... Laglan City was in front of them. The tall shadow is vaguely visible...

"For Lagrand!" Just like in the memory, the rapid infantry of the Lagrand Empire are still reliable.

The sound of horse guns breaking, shields shattering...sharp swords pierced their bodies, and heavy war hammers shattered their helmets. They may fall, but they will never stop moving forward, from time to time. A rushing infantryman fell, and the people behind him immediately filled his vacancy. After the horse rifle broke, they took out their maces and waved them vigorously...

Roland was trembling but had no choice. He could only watch his soldiers die on the battlefield just like the Swift Infantrymen who died under Lagrand City...

"No!" When the last Swift Infantry was submerged, Roland wailed sadly and angrily.

They kept their oath, and the last fleet of Swift Infantry in the world... died.