MTL - The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth-Chapter 219 descendants of turin

"Raise your shields! Hold your ground! The enemy is about to descend from the darkness! Pay attention to every corner in the darkness!" officers shouted as they ran around the ranks.

"Children! Hold your ground! Chop their heads off with an axe! No one can stop us from going home! Children of Turin for Kessad-dum! Fight! Fight!" Balin, with a grizzled beard, put on dwarf cloak. He was heavily armored, and the double-edged ax in his hand was shining coldly under the bonfire. At this moment, the future King of Moria was walking in front of the team with an ax and a shield.

"Clang!" With the sharp dragon-slaying sword out of its sheath, Roland took a deep breath and lifted Ariar to the shield wall formed by LaGrand's royal guards.

"The people of LaGrand! For the homeland! For the allies! For our future! Shred the enemy! The pace of the revival of the empire is unstoppable! Any enemy who stands in the way of LaGrand's army will eventually be trampled into the mud and turned into dust Follow the dragon flag and smash the incoming enemy!" Roland, who was full of enthusiasm, had just rushed two steps before he was hugged by Kaslo and dragged back.

"Let go of me! The king of LaGrand will fight with his people!" Roland was obviously on top at this moment.

"Quiet! Your Highness! If you don't want LaGrand to lose the last king, then I suggest you stay behind, and your injuries are not enough to allow you to fight wantonly on the front line!" Caslo dragged Roland frantically Xiang Shuaizhang shouted while dragging.

"LaGrand's loyal royal guards! Separate a team of ten! Protect the king! Remember that His Highness's life is above all else! I want you to protect him with your lives! And look after Your Highness, I don't want to be killed in battle. He appeared in front of me!" Throwing Roland behind the tent, Caslo shouted at the soldiers forming in front.

Soon ten heavily armed guards like human tanks surrounded the tent to keep Roland airtight. As long as there was no large-scale enemy attack, any fish that slipped through the net would not be able to break through their defense line.

"Thank God, I was wondering how to persuade His Highness to go back, hey, but you are so rude, you are not afraid that His Highness will blame you later?" Omsk admired, and dared to forcefully drag the king away, which was no different from dragging a sack ! Castro was the bravest man he had ever met.

"It's okay, he will forgive me! Now we just need to bring him victory!" Kaslo calmly put his helmet on his head and pulled off his visor. As the first general to follow Roland, he knew clearly that his king It seems to be a bit out of tune with this era, especially in terms of dealing with people, and there is no sense of alienation that other kings have.

"Then let us repay His Highness with a victory!" Omsk nodded in agreement.

"Be careful to protect yourself! I don't want you to exchange your lives with these damned black skins! At the same time, this is also His Highness's will! Your lives are much more valuable than theirs!" Caslo announced the order, he knew Roland's concern for the lives of the soldiers under his command value.

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"Alternate fire cover! Damn it! Get out of this place! Back to camp! Let the tin cans deal with them!" the rangers shouted to each other.

"Fire! The camp is ahead! Brothers, work harder! Your Highness is ahead! Don't fall behind! Keep up!" the Lordaeron ranger captains shouted hoarsely.

"Oh! Turin's beard! Look! Look! There are a lot of enemies!" Balin gripped the handle of the ax nervously.

"They're behind! Be careful, those guys are very accurate in throwing spears!" Suddenly the jungle was smashed by several figures, and the dwarves who had raised their battle axes were surprised to find that a few half-elves rolled out! Several Lordaeron rangers dragged their injured companions to the front of the formation and quickly passed through the gap made by the dwarves.

"Hi! Friends! What's going on inside?" Balin turned to look at the rangers who had just fought **** battles and asked.

"There are many enemies. We can't see how many of them there are. We tried to resist, but you also saw it..." A ranger captain pointed at his wounded subordinates. Although no one was killed, many people were still wiped by spears. hurt! That is to say, Lordaeron rangers with elven blood can dodge those attacks so flexibly, but if they were LaGrand empire heavy rangers, they would be killed and injured.

"You have worked hard, leave the rest to us!" Balin patted the heavy breastplate, and the bright silver plate armor exuded the charm of steel in the dark night.

"Fight! Sons of Turin! Pick up our glory! We have retaken the Lonely Mountain! We have crushed Azog! Now we will return to our homeland! And these **** will stand in our way! Tell me! You children Do you agree?" Bahrain was doing the final mobilization before the war.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The sound of the ax handle hitting the shield was heard in unison, which made all the LaGrand soldiers look sideways.

"The situation seems to be a little better than I thought... This dwarf has a strong will to fight, and it really deserves to be the descendants of Turin—the dwarf Longbeard clan." Caslo sighed while listening to the sound of the dwarf battle ax hitting the shield.

"Well! This battle is much easier to fight! These dwarves have tenacious fighting spirit as you said, it seems that we don't have to worry about them, I will go to the back to command!" Omsk nodded, because he joined late, He didn't catch up with the **** battle in the Lonely Mountain at the beginning of the restoration of the Kingdom of LaGrand, but he also heard from the side how brave and good at fighting this dwarf tribe was without fear of life and death. Facts have proved that it is not a rumor.

"Hugh!" The unique sound of spear throwing piercing through the air came from the night.

"Defense!" Balin roared with his eyes wide open.

Before Balin finished speaking, the shields of all the dwarves emitted a scarlet gleam! The unique skill of the bearded dwarves: the Iron Wall of Turin!

(After opening, consume part of the battle spirit to increase resistance, endurance, defense, and strength by 50%! Until the battle spirit is exhausted, it will end!)

Dwarves with a long lifespan like elves have enough time to advance themselves to professionals, so although Thorin can't give Bahrain high-end combat power, an army of 500 first- and second-tier fighters is still no problem. At this moment, this army is about to tell these trolls why the dwarves have been able to stand in Middle-earth for so many years!

"Dang! Dang! Dang!" Spears fell from the sky like raindrops. At this moment, the advantages of the dwarves' short stature are highlighted. The large shield at an angle of 45° can completely cover their bodies. The dwarves hiding behind the large shield You can only listen to the crackling sound, but no attack can break the defense!

"Ka!" Balin spat at the wooden spear stuck on the large shield with an axe.

"These **** are trying to stop us with these things? Overreaching! The descendants of Turin attack!" Bahrain blew the horn of counterattack.

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"The dwarves are approaching the enemy! It's His Excellency Bahrain...stay alert!" Kaslo frowned.

"It seems that the dwarves opened up before us." Omsk stood in front of the formation leaning on a big sword, blending with the Dovinian heavy swordsmen beside him, looking majestic.

"Ouli! It's Bahrain! They're fighting!" Ouyin turned her head and said anxiously.

"Trust him! He has more experience than us, and he is our leader! Do our own job well! As an old soldier, he knows what to do!" Oledan said firmly.

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"Guards! What's the situation?" Roland, who was being protected, also heard the killing cry, and he hurried out of the tent and asked.

"Your Highness, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is dangerous outside, I suggest you go back better, and the news just now should be that the dwarves are fighting with the trolls." A royal guard blocked Roland with his body and explained to him road.

"No, I have to go and see our people... Follow me, soldiers!" Roland frowned.

"I'm sorry Your Highness, but I can't carry out your order. You are still injured and the front is too dangerous. I can't let you take risks." The royal guards surrounded Roland in a circle.

"I think I have an obligation to see my soldiers." Roland said bravely.

"But you are more obliged to ensure your own safety. After all, we don't have another king, and you have no heirs." The royal guards were not moved at all.

"...you won..." Roland shrugged and stepped back.

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