MTL - The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth-Chapter 168 inner city battle

"Skye! Dragon's breath opens the way!" Peter Gross immediately shouted at Skye in the sky when Iovia's Hunting Moon was exhausted due to exhaustion of the fighting spirit, without the cover of the film-killing skills The next thing is that a group of goblins with dung forks may sneak attack to kill the top professionals, just like the fast stream infantry formed an army formation, as long as they are willing to use their lives to fill up, they can overthrow the knights.

Of course, Peter Grohl couldn't really throw himself and Iovia among the orcs. Going into the flock and being surrounded are two concepts.

"His Royal Highness!" Peter Gros threw down the fighting spirit of Iovia, and the dragon breath of the stars without the slightest temperature brushed past their heads.

In such a cramped place, the dragon's breath can be taken care of in every corner, and it can have the greatest killing effect. I have to say that it is really comfortable to fish for "french fries" in a place lacking aa in Middle-earth, and the orcs are completely unstoppable. A dragon clan with full firepower, even the Nazgul people hid in the shadows. After all, the effect of the Nazgul on the dragon in defense is no different from that of other ordinary half-orcs.

Roland will one day be glad that he has the El Nino Ranger, a team with special bonuses for air combat, at least not turning into a target when facing enemy air units.

"...The one who rides the dragon is really perverted!" Iovia took a deep look at the terrifying destruction caused by the dragon's breath and the various stumps and broken arms left behind by the dragon's breath, and then said to Peter Grove.

"His Royal Highness! Follow the soldiers! Don't go alone! Don't forget your father!" Peter Gros shook Iovia's shoulders. Besieged by ordinary orcs! The battle of the Black Gate is not only the pain of the woodland elves, but also the pain that the star elves never want to mention.

"His Royal Highness!" Seeing that Iovia was stunned, Peter Gros immediately shook him, reminding him that he was still on the battlefield.

"Phew—I see! Go and see Thranduil! The road there is not easy to walk." Iovia shook her head and buried her grief in her heart. Luo said.

"Then be careful, I'll go see the situation at King Thranduyi!" Peter Gro, incarnated as a fireman, ran between the coalition forces.

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"Maintain the formation! Don't panic!" Thranduil ordered the soldiers beside him nervously watching the orcs emerging from the front and back.

"Stand on! They're just beasts! Raise your bows! Hold up your spears! Hold on to your shields! Victory belongs to us who stand in the light! They can only survive in the dark! Long live! Free people Let us cut off their heads! Split their chests! Show our bravery with their corpses!"

"Kill!" In the face of several times the number of orcs, the coalition forces broke out with stronger combat effectiveness because of fear. Fear not only makes people cowardly, but also makes people crazy! Obviously the coalition led by Thranduil belongs to the second category!

The sharp steel spear pierced the body, and when it was pulled out, in addition to a purple-black blood flower, there were also strands of minced meat hanging on the barb of the spear tip. The sound of blood slid down with the blade, the bones and tendons were separated, the gushing blood instantly flooded the ground, and the shields collided in the hands of both sides, accompanied by the cracking sound of wood and the bending of iron plates. Sound... The entire battlefield is scuffled together...

Thranduil was horrified to discover that the coalition had been scattered due to the twists and turns of the terrain! A small group of soldiers gathered back to back and stood firmly in place to resist the surging onslaught of the orcs. Soldiers kept falling under the attacks of the orcs, the red blood and the purple of the orcs. Black blood mixed together...

The elves gave up their proud archery, the dwarves gave up their heavy spears, the humans swallowed their saliva and raised their swords, they no longer fought for kings and alliances, they fought for themselves Fight to survive!

"We have entered the inner city! Your Highness!" An elf guard who followed Thranduil gasped with a machete.

"Assemble! Everyone gathers! Move closer to me! Our dragon knight is here!" Thranduil suddenly envy when he saw the star Longsky hovering in the sky. It's really good to have air power!

At this time, Peter Gross was suffering from a headache. The battle of strangulation below made it impossible for him to start. Professionals such as Dragon Man and Dragon Knight with terrifying group damage effects could have limited effect in the face of melee. The two sides together gave Peter Gros a headache.

"Skye! Take care of the Orc follow-up troops first! It's too messy here, we can't help!" Peter Groo said decisively, rather than flying kites here, it would be better to kill the endless Orc reinforcements.

"The Star Dragon Meteor Shower!" Peter Grow instructed Skye looking at these crooked roads. Obviously, the Star Dragon Meteor Shower, which can be precisely controlled, is obviously a better choice.

The dragon force emerges from the body and directly builds a subtle and mysterious magic circle in the air. As the magic circle takes shape, dozens of meteor showers the size of human heads smashed down from the sky with faint blue wakes, and under the control of Skye, they were extremely precise. smashed into the place where the Orcs gathered.

"Boom!" The half-orcs were thrown into the sky along with the explosion of dragon power, and were thrown everywhere like broken sacks. With the annihilation attached to the characteristics of the stars and dragon powers taking effect, countless orcs began to dismember, weathering, dissipating...

"Hold on! Kill them! For our deceased people! Kill them all!" Thranduil slashed the orcs frantically. At uukanshu.com, he can't even unleash a full moon of hunting. As a stalker's signature skill, the moon of hunting is not only powerful, but also terrifying.

"Huhuhu!" Thranduil panted and looked around, the familiar environment instantly gave him the illusion of returning to thousands of years ago, but the broken scene quickly told him that it was just a big dream, This place has long been the world of the orcs, and the tears were left silently. The strong elf king held up his tired body and held the elf machete that was still sharp after thousands of years, killing step by step towards the inner city.

"For... the Black Gate... the glory of our passing!" Thranduil, whose eyes were covered with blood, murmured to himself. Although he was exhausted and embarrassed, his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, getting closer...closer...the royal hall just ahead...

"Kill! For the Woodland Kingdom! The people of the Goddess of Nature! We are about to take back our lost homeland! Charge! Charge! Drive these offal back to the filthy cave!" The frequency is faster.

"Crazy... They're all crazy! Everyone's crazy!" Peter Gros looked at Thranduil who was leading the charge, his eyes widened in disbelief, thinking that Iovia was crazy enough, he was instantly stunned Randuyi conquered, and sure enough the elves were stubborn lunatics. 18472/10562096