MTL - The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth-Chapter 227 Forward

"Then what should we do? Your Highness?" Bahrain was a little at a loss. The dwarves have experienced how terrible damage a Balrog hiding in a cave waiting for a sneak attack can do. Back then, the dwarves had several sixth-order overlords. Those who were attacked and killed by the **** Balrog all the time were forced to give up Khasad-dum. Now their strength is certainly not comparable to that of the prosperous dwarf kingdom.

"It's too late to find professional scouts now... This is not the town of Bree in the west. There is no tavern where you can hire mercenaries. We can only go on the road like this." Roland shook his head and said helplessly. After all, they didn't have time to go. A scout has been recruited.

"Rest early. We have to hurry tomorrow. The Misty Mountains won't be the Misty Mountains without a fight." Roland shook his head and decided to take a good rest first.

"Yeah, the goblins in the Misty Mountains are as disgusting as the orcs..." Balin immediately showed a disgusted look, obviously recalling some bad scenes.

"What? Remember what happened to you in the goblin town in the Misty Mountains?" Roland asked with a smile.

"Oh! Damn it, you also know about it?" Bahrain said awkwardly. You must know that being captured at that time was their most embarrassing memory. I was careless, and I didn't flash it. A net bag covered my face... This is the deepest portrayal of Bahrain's heart.

"Of course, you think Kili and Fili's mouths are solid?" Roland teased.

"Damn bastards! I have to beat them to death!" Balin blew his beard and stared, knowing that as a seasoned warrior, being captured alive by the weakest goblin was simply a dark history of his life.

"So be careful this time...don't fall again, hahaha!" Roland smiled.

"Uh...Your Highness, I'm leaving first, you should have a good rest!" Balin sprinted away, waving his short legs.

"Omsk!" Roland knocked on the next wall.

"Your Highness...Your Highness...I fell asleep after waiting..." Omsk rubbed his sleepy eyes and said helplessly.

"Stop dozing off and look at the map!" Roland snapped the map on the table.

"What's so interesting about this?" Omsk flipped through the map in boredom.

"Rivendell!" Roland clicked on a location on the map.

"The last pure land of the Middle-earth elves?" Omsk flicked the map casually.

"Well, do you have a way to convince scout professionals among the elves to join us? We need scouts!" Roland stared at Omsk with burning eyes.

"Your Highness? Are you okay? If the dwarves are willing to ask the elves for help... let's go to the misty mountains! It's over if we just start the second battle of Azanubicha?" Omsk looked at Roland in shock, thinking Why they want to go this way is because those stubborn dwarves are unwilling to bow their heads to the elves!

"This is still negotiable. There is still a basis for cooperation between Rivendell and the dwarves." Roland thought about it.

"Would dwarves cooperate with elves? I haven't seen any other cases except the battle of Lonely Mountain, which is a matter of life and death!" Omsk snorted. All the ghouls in Middle-earth knew that dwarves and elves despised each other.

"That's true. Part of the success of the dwarves' expedition to the Lonely Mountain is thanks to Elrond, the lord of Rivendell. If he hadn't deciphered the text of the moon, the dwarves would not even be able to touch the secret door of the Lonely Mountain! "Roland smiled.

"Is there another one?" This time it was Omsk's turn to be surprised, did the elf change his gender? Actually took the initiative to help the dwarves?

"Just tell me if it's possible! I want a scout right now! I don't want a Balrog to come out of the corner and give me a big fight!" Roland said impatiently, without scouts to investigate, big things would happen. Scouts with invisibility skills and rangers without invisibility are two different effects in detection. Besides, Lordaeron rangers are not good at cave combat, and Rivendell's elves... tsk tsk tsk! Is it not too much to say that the most versatile army in Middle-earth?

"It's difficult. First, the elves are not obliged to help the dwarves in their expedition. Second, we can't pay the elves to help. Third, do you think the elves will put down their noble figures to join the battle? Not every elf is like Elrond As humble as that half-elf in Germany." Omsk shook his head.

"If you really need it, you can go here and look for it!" Omsk put his hand on a position.

"Bree? Why did I fly over? Have you eaten such a big misty mountain range? How far is it? The flowers are gone every time!" Roland said helplessly while holding his forehead.

"That's right! Fly over there! The big man raised by Kaslo's family can't eat dry food! Let him fly to Bree day and night, and find a few reliable scouts to bring it back? Isn't it too much? After all, the dragon Don't care about the weight." Omsk shrugged.

"How easy it is to solve, it depends on whether Kaslo is willing to do it..." Omsk nuzzled.

"Um, I think it's Caslo who is willing... Kaldor probably isn't willing either... After all, dragons are also intelligent species, and I've never heard of anyone using them as coolies..." Roland shrank his neck and shivered. He felt that the probability of this proposal being sprayed by Kaldor with a breath of dragon was infinitely higher than the probability of Kaldor agreeing.

"That's true. After all, Kaldor is no longer the four-legged wyvern it used to be." Omsk nodded. No one can ignore the objective factors of the giant dragon. As the intelligent species, the dragon clan and the dragon knight are just a cooperative relationship, and they directly signed the agreement. But the contract of equality is not the contract of slavery. There are many dragon knights who were abandoned by giant dragons in history because of their unqualified character and quality. The giant dragon really doesn't like you coming down after taking a breath.

"Omsk, I found that you have the potential to be a kingslayer!" Roland sighed.

"I'm wronged! Your Highness, I can learn from my loyalty to the Dragon God!" Omsk swore hastily.

"Your proposal is very torture! Very prison! Are you afraid that you want me to be slapped to death with a paw?" Roland laughed angrily. Although Emperor LaGrand has the ability to command dragons, Emperor LaGrand's King of Dragons is based on hard power. Roland doesn't even have a dragon knight squad, let alone the Royal Dragoons. , his own strength is not good, where does the courage to command the dragon come from?

"Then there is really no other way... I really don't know where I can recruit scouts along the way." Omsk said helplessly, spreading his hands.

"Hey... I can only hope that the system check-in will be better... Although I haven't seen anything good for more than a month, I still have to look forward to it." Roland said silently in his heart.

"Okay, go to rest early, I'll think about it again." Roland waved away.

"Your Highness, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com I take my leave." Omsk bowed and left.

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"Thank you, Your Excellency Beorn!" Roland thanked Beorn, holding Beorn's hand.

"It's okay, we are also a cooperative relationship, after all, you paid the reward." Beorn smiled honestly.

"Okay, we're leaving now, and we have to ask your people to ferry us to the other side." Roland nodded and smiled.

"Thank you, Your Excellency Beorn." Balin also stroked his chest and saluted.

"The whole army obeys the order! Board the ship quickly! Moria is waving to us!" Roland shouted with a wave of his big hand.

(end of this chapter)

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