MTL - The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth-Chapter 143 fatal attack

"Drive!" Iovia took out her two knives and swung it recklessly. The terrifying fighting spirit from the sixth-order stalkers bloomed on the sharp scimitars. The elf army with high morale became more and more brave under the leadership of the king, and they succeeded The enemy was suppressed into the city.

Street fighting begins...

"Bang! Roar!" A hidden troll broke through a stone wall and rushed out, and the thick wooden stick in his hand smashed the two rushing swordsmen directly.

"Chichi!" In an instant, dozens of sharp arrows smashed into the face, and in an instant, the hideous troll was shot into a blood gourd, pouring its own black blood frantically like a shower.

"Kill!" The swirling moon blade cut off a row of heads, and the half-orc's hideous head rolled to the ground in an instant.

"Watch your surroundings! Enemies are everywhere!" Iovia shouted, the elf city extending in all directions gave the orcs a good hiding place, and they frantically jumped out of the shadows to kill the star elves .

"The Orcs are stubbornly resisting! But this is our city! They are losing ground, and the people use your weapons to expel the enemy! Recover our city!" Iovia said excitedly.

"Kill!" The **** star elves rushed into this lost ancient city frantically.

"Ow!" The half-orcs were retreating, their simple equipment could not effectively deal with the weapons carefully crafted by the star elves.

"Press it up!" Iovia was very excited. Today, this ancient city will return to the hands of the elves, and the nails buried in the north by the dark camp will be pulled out by herself!

This night, Dol Guldur was extremely noisy, roaring, crying, and killing cries mixed together, black and red blood mixed together slowly flowing along the dry canals in the city...

"His Royal Highness, our casualties are a bit big!" Peter Gros frowned, even the casualties of more than a hundred people had already made him distressed.

"Huh?" The extremely excited Iovia immediately woke up. He looked around at the elf soldiers who had been strangled with the orcs, and his brain suddenly became cool.

"Don't melee them! Use bows and arrows to shoot at close range!" Iovia said quickly, no matter how close combat with this group of rough-skinned orcs is, it will be very disadvantageous for elves, and elves' longbows are not only good for Long-range attack and melee combat are also very sharp.

The star elves who received the order opened the distance from the orcs one after another. Except for the ranger who opened the way in the front, everyone else bent their bows and arrows. The longbow was pulled into a half moon and almost shot against the orc's face, although there was no It was drawn into a full moon, but the short distance made up for this flaw. The half-orcs raised their weapons and howled at the elf soldiers, while the elves pinned them to the ground more than ten meters away. Facts have proved that the established elf shooters can completely push against the enemy, and anyone who dares to approach them will be shot into a sieve! Orcs who are lucky enough to use their shields to resist bows and arrows will face the rangers holding elven scimitars.

"Don't scatter! Let's clean up here one by one!" Iovia jumped off the unicorn, and the unicorn at this time was standing on the square at the entrance of Dol Guldur wantonly swaying his various buffing skills.

"Look for the way to the royal hall!" Iovia commanded loudly while looking at the chaotic battlefield. Almost all the royal halls in the elven city are on the center of the city. Occupying there can effectively block the connection of various areas. , you can gradually erode the entire city.

After a while, someone found the way to the royal hall on the weathered stone pillar, and Iovia hurriedly led a team there, leaving a group of elf soldiers along the way to separate the entire battlefield.

"It's here!" An elf soldier said with joy, and in front of it was the former royal government hall of Amon Lans. Although it was occupied by orcs for a long time, the whole magnificent building still had a strong elf style.

"We're back!" Iovia locked the half-orc army gathered in front of the steps of the royal hall with murderous eyes.

"Kill!" The silver flames of war were violently aroused, and a sword light dozens of meters long silently advanced towards the orcs.

"Space Blade!" A high-ranked orc roared in horror, the space system... the most destructive attribute!

"Chichi!" The silver space blade slid across the orc's body, and the place where it was hit seemed to be swallowed up by a black hole, and the incision was smooth...

Iovia flicked the toes of the war knife in her hand, and the whole person jumped into the air, and the next second his father's relic, the longbow Lordnan, appeared in his hand.

"Ah!" The vitality poured into it like a spring. Although it was huge, it was still a drop in the bucket for the long lifespan of the Elf King. Iovia sent a hand to control the string in the roar...

"Om~" In the dazzling light, the half-orcs fell to the ground one after another. Although there were no fatal injuries on their bodies, their vitality and souls had already dissipated under that arrow.

"The stars twinkle!" Iovia's ears moved, her body curled up in the air, Iovia appeared 100 meters away in the starlight, and the next second, a thick crossbow arrow swept past where he had just stopped.

"Damn it! Space Ranger!" A half-orc commander gritted his teeth. Ranger is difficult to wrap around, long-range and close-cut, maneuverable and flexible. The space system is more difficult to deal with, erratic, disappearing and appearing, and the damage is amazing. Space Ranger... The Orcs said they were tired, let's start again, they can't play at all!

Yes, Iovia, the lord of the stars, is a ranger of the space department, and the essence of the stars is space! Where the stars shine, the Ranger looms!

"Is it useful?" Iovia grinned and looked at the fourth-order half-orc who was wielding a knife to resist. When the sword in his hand was about to collide with it, Iovia's whole person instantly became illusory, and the machete in his hand also passed directly through The orc's weapon was sent into his neck.

"Vulnerable!" Iovia twisted and disappeared in place, leaving only a rolling head and a headless body.

"Promote! Destroy them!" Iovia shouted in front of her army formation.

"Boom!" The huge stone gate let out a mournful cry, and fell down in a violent shock. Countless elves crossed the fallen stone gate and successfully entered the Wangzheng Hall.

"Kill!" Iovia rushed in first, and the orcs who were still stubbornly resisting at the door were easily beheaded by him, and the elves were about to win!

"Peter! Take someone to clean up the crumbs that are still resisting!" Iovia walked into the hall without looking back.

"Okay, Your Highness!" Peter Gros bowed and walked over the corpse under his feet and left with a group of elf rangers.

"I'm back...Unfortunately this is not our home..." Iovia walked towards the throne in the hall.

"What a perfect piece of art, what a pity..." Iovia stroked the infinite sadness in the heart of the broken throne, and the once prosperous elves could now only hide in a limited number of secret realms to recuperate.

"Alas!" Iovia raised her head and prepared to leave.

"Huh?" Iovia suddenly widened her eyes.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Iovia's mouth! A silver-black sword sank into Iovia's abdomen from behind!

The figure of Khamul slowly appeared behind Iovia. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

"Go away!" Iovia forcibly broke free from the long sword that was submerged in her body and then slashed with her machete. When Khamur raised his sword to block, Iovia disappeared in a flash, leaving only a The blood splattered on the ground!

"The sixth-order black knight!"

"black Knight!"

"His Royal Highness has been attacked!"

The elf soldiers retreated from the royal hall one after another. Khamul held the sword and dragged the flail. Blood dripped from the tip of the sword. It was the blood of the king...

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