The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

"Porg failed? Why did the elves appear here!" Azog's eyes widened. It was enough that a city suddenly appeared in front of him, but the defenders in the city turned out to be elves! Really bullshit, open the door to bullshit, it’s so bullshit! God knows how difficult it would be to capture a city defended by elven archers and rangers.

"Raise your shield! Form a formation! Don't mess up!" Azog waved the dark red war hammer in his hand angrily, filled with anger as he watched the orcs in the front row being knocked down by the elves' north wind arrows.

After hearing the order, the orcs gathered together and raised their arm shields to resist the arrows thrown from the sky...

"Is it useful?" Eovia's eyes twitched. What could the short-lived wooden-skinned forearm shield block? What a look down on the elf shooter!

"Aim at the formation of orcs and shoot!" Iovia's eyes exuded the light of death, and the heads given by Azog should not be in vain.

"Ugh!" A beautifully made Elf armor-piercing arrow instantly tore the center of an arm shield and passed through it, directly nailing it out of the mouth of the half-orc behind the arm shield.

"Hi!" In the chaotic rain of arrows, an armor-piercing arrow easily tore through the obstacle in front of him and plunged down. The orc hiding behind the arm shield quickly turned his head. Although he was not hit directly, the arrow carried on the arrow The wind element tore the aorta in his neck mercilessly, and the smelly blood flowed into the sky like spring water.

"Bang!" After a buzz, another round of feather arrows was thrown out by the star elves.

Looking outside the city, the originally dense orc army had turned into small pieces of remnant orc soldiers and rushed toward the city of Los Sanniers.

Many lucky people passed through the curtain of life-threatening arrows from the elves and carried ladders and continued to run towards the city of Los Sanniers, but they soon became desperate...

A nearly twenty-meter-wide moat surrounded the city of Los San Nier and lay in front of them!

This was a brilliant move by Eovia and White Wings. Because the entire city of Los Sanniers was built on a grassroots basis, the highest point of the wooden and stone wall was less than six meters. There was no way to increase the height gap in a short period of time. Finally, when Peter Groland went to find Roland, he saw the wide and fast-flowing river, and he suddenly became enlightened. Soon after he asked Roland to borrow Mr. Radil, the city of Los Sanniers had this moat in front of it.

"Fire the arrow!" Bai Yi waved his big hand, and the human soldiers immediately released their grip on the string. Waiting for them are the human soldiers led by Bai Yi. The physical strength of the elf soldiers should not be wasted on close attacks. Long-distance coverage strikes are the best use of the elves. Cleaning up these fish that have slipped through the arrow screen, human Soldiers are enough, even dwarves can hit accurately from a distance of tens of meters.

"Pfft!"

"brush!"

"Chichi!"

"Ouch~"

"Plop~"

The sounds of armor-piercing arrows piercing armor, the friction of flesh and arrows, the dying wails of orcs, and the sounds of corpses falling into the water were all mixed together.

"What a beautiful piece of music!" Iovia looked satisfied, her eyes flashed with a cold light, and she had a sneer on her lips.

"..." Bai Yi couldn't help but shuddered when he caught a glimpse of Eovia. What happened to this elf? It seems that some strange forms have been unlocked...

Seeing Eovia's increasingly perverted smile, Bai Yi quietly moved a few steps to the side, keeping a distance from Eovia calmly.

Eovia didn't notice the slightly horrified look in Bai Yi's eyes next to her. She still sneered. When she was in a good mood, she even used her bow to kill several rough-skinned trolls who were about to break through the arrow screen. As soon as the huge troll fell, the orcs hiding behind it were harvested like wheat in an instant.

"Ahem... Wang, he wasn't like this before." Peter Gro quietly came to Bai Yi's side and said with embarrassment on his face.

"I understand..." Bai Yi grinned and whispered helplessly.

"His father, our last king, died tragically at the hands of orcs, so he..." Peter Gro opened his hands and did not continue this heavy topic.

"So..." Bai Yi looked at the orcs under the city thoughtfully and said nothing.

"Your Highness, there are too many orcs! You should take a look at our people..." Peter Groh looked at the elves swinging their aching arms and firing their bows and whispered to Eovia.

"Stop shooting!" Iovia leaned on the city wall and leaned out half of her body to look at the orcs who suffered heavy casualties on the battlefield.

"Wow!" The neat sound of retracting the bows sounded, and the elves took up their long bows and stepped back a few steps, disappearing from the sight of the orcs below the city.

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"The elves' arrow rain is too fierce, we can't break through..." The orc leader in charge of the vanguard knelt in front of Azog and said in fear.

"Ho! Damn the elves! What did Bolger do!" Azog roared angrily. Even if Bolger couldn't bypass the elves' territory, he could at least hold back the elves' army! What's going on with this army of elves that just popped up?

At this moment, Bolger, who was leading his army up and down the dark forest to the foot of the Lonely Mountain, suddenly sneezed a few times. He looked at the snowflakes around him in confusion, and finally decided to grab a leather robe and put it on. .

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"How is the battle going?" Roland asked Kaslo behind him while standing on the wall of Rapid City and looking at the river bank in the distance.

"The Orcs and the White Wing King are in a stalemate. The bows and arrows of those star elves are too deadly..." Kaslo sighed. They are indeed a clan of elves who specialize in bows and arrows. Compared with them, the Battanian archers are just like Like a "trash".

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Roland was suddenly possessed by lemon essence and felt sour! I also want such an awesome archer, but I don’t want a group of reckless men fighting hand to hand...

"By the way, how effective is the moat in Los Sannier City?" Roland asked.

"Hahaha! That's great! The orcs left nearly two thousand corpses in front of the city of San Nier today." Peter Gro suddenly appeared.

"Hello, Knight Peter, welcome to Rapid City!" Roland nodded in greeting. After all, a true dragon knight is a respected presence wherever he goes.

"I am here to discuss matters with you on behalf of the king and the White Winged King." Peter Glo saluted. As an elf nobleman, Peter Glo's etiquette really impressed Roland. The complicated aristocratic etiquette made Roland dizzy. It hurts, don’t say you did it.

"What's wrong? Do you need help?" Roland asked.

"The orcs' offensive will be more intense tomorrow. I hope you can send Knight Kaslo to support us. After all, I can't take action casually." Peter Gero said, stroking his chest.

"No problem, but I think the fiercest battle will be the day after tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Roland agreed immediately.

"It's like this. I saw orcs cutting down trees in the dark forest during my sky reconnaissance. They should want to make large wooden shields to defend against your arrows. I don't rule out the idea of ​​going north through the fast-flowing river." Kaslo After seeing Peter Gro's doubts, he explained to him.

"Thank you for the reminder. If there is nothing else, I will leave first." Peter Groh bowed and expressed his farewell.

"Well, walk slowly and say hello to your two highnesses for me." Roland smiled.

Thanks to the Dragon God, the Swift River has not yet frozen in winter! It's just covered with large ice floes, but the good times won't last long. After a personal survey, Radil told Roland to always be on guard against freezing conditions on the fast-flowing river, because the cold wave from the north was about to hit!

"Cheer up the sentries, we can't rule out the possibility of orcs crossing the frozen Swift River to attack us." Roland, who was reminded by Kaslo, quickly turned to Marcus behind him and ordered, but he didn't even consider that the Swift River was frozen. Later, the orcs could cross this natural barrier and directly attack Rapid City.

"I hope Swiftstream City will not be discovered by the orcs." Roland sighed and said helplessly, let Eovia and Baiyi carry it first.