MTL - The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth-Chapter 230 fairy caresses me

"Forget it, it's okay! It's fine if you don't come to provoke us, and if you dare to make trouble again, I will give him a slap in the face!" Roland snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

Without looking at the goblin corpse that gradually lost its body temperature and became stiff, Roland turned his head decisively and left the place.

"The monsters in the Misty Mountains are much more terrifying than goblins. There are rumors that an adult black dragon lived here...but who knows." Balin introduced to Roland while swinging his ax to cut down the bushes blocking the way.

"It's best not to provoke the monsters that live in groups here, if you get entangled by them, it's a very troublesome thing!" Balin continued.

"I'm more impressed with the trolls here than with the monsters..." Roland grinned. After all, those huge trolls left a deep impression on Roland.

"Indeed, those trolls with natural stone skin are really hard to deal with!" Balin said with deep conviction. After all, there are few creatures whose skin cannot be cut by dwarves, and trolls are just among them.

"It is said that some northern humans still live in the Misty Mountains. They hide from the world in the secret world and live a carefree life!" Balin told Roland as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Understood. After all, half-orcs in such a large mountain range are unable to reach all corners." Roland smiled.

Then the noise ahead caught the attention of Roland and Balin.

"What happened?" Roland turned his head and asked the guard beside him.

"I just met a team of goblins. They are relying on a stone hill to attack our team. Your Excellency Omsk wants to play with them. Now we should lead people to surround them!" The corner of the royal guard's mouth twitched. , helplessly spread his hands, after all, what can he do in the face of a playful hero.

"Good guy... Let's go and see! Caslo! Follow up!" Roland glanced at Caslo, who was dozing off on horseback, quietly walked to his side and yelled at him.

"Damn it!" Kaslo, who was so frightened, jumped up from his horse in an instant, drew out his riding sword with his left hand very naturally, and then slashed towards the direction of the source of the sound.

"Clang!" There was a crisp sound, and Caslo woke up completely, and saw Roland holding the handle of the Dragon Slaying Sword with both hands to parry Caslo's cavalry sword.

"Scared me to death! Fortunately, I learned the parry skill!" Roland wiped the cold sweat off his head and was taken aback by Kaslo's stress response. Just now, if he reacted a little slower, if he didn't learn the parry skill... now The entire Rapid City is open.

"Your Highness! Are you alright!" Caslo dropped his sword, turned off his horse and rushed towards Roland.

"Damn it, Omsk is playing house with the goblins in front and come with me to see!" Roland dragged Caslo, who was rushing towards him, and left.

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"Shield! Block it! Haven't you eaten! Such a small rolling stone can destroy your shield wall? My eighty-year-old grandma can walk more steadily than you with a shield!"

"Hey, right! Hey, right, right! This is how to suppress them! It doesn't matter if you can't throw the guns! Guarantee the density and frequency! These wooden throwing guns are worthless, don't feel bad, just throw them away. After throwing away, cut down the trees next to them and cut them down. !"

"Hey! Rangers, stop! Don't shoot! Shoot the goblin again and you'll be gone! I finally found you someone to practice your hands with, don't die before playing for a while!"

A long distance away, Roland and Kaslo saw the classmate Omsk with his hands on his hips, high-spirited, scolding Fang Qiu, and pointing out the country. It seemed that his war command art cells were awakened at this moment. Watch him deploy troops and generals to the group The goblins were tightly besieged on a small hill and pulled people to practice their hands in batches. Roland suddenly felt that the Tibetan mastiff he raised was not as pure as his.

"Do you know how much damage your game will do to the poor goblin? They are just a poor goblin!" Roland said, provoking a goblin who had a nervous breakdown and rushed down. The face said compassionately.

"Look at them, aren't they easy to communicate with? Not cruel at all? They don't yell loudly, such a quiet and cute goblin, why are you willing to cruelly abuse them?" Roland twitched slightly. The sleeping goblin was raised in front of Omsk, the poor goblin was still cold, his limbs were still twitching unconsciously, and blood dripped down the corner of his mouth.

"This king likes to convince people with virtue. How bad is it to fight? In Middle-earth, there are not only fights, but also sophistication! Are you right? Little guy? I will let you go home now, Don't worry, this king swears in the name of King LaGrand that he will not blame you for offending me, go, little guy! Go home early, by the way! Be sure to tell your little friends about this king's kindness!" Roland handed He flipped it over and threw it out while exhorting him loudly.

"Slap!" The poor goblin grabbed the ground with his head, and his brain was splattered in an instant...

"…"Bahrain.

"..." Omsk.

"..." Kaslo.

"Oh, I'm so merciful. You see, this goblin is so grateful to me!" Roland said in amazement.

Omsk swallowed, the king of his own family knows kindness.

"Run away! These goblins are crazy! Catch them!" Suddenly, the goblins on the mound seemed unable to bear the endless torture of humans, and launched a desperate breakout in all directions. A hundred or so short, pale-skinned goblins ran in all directions, looking like a group of white rats fleeing for their lives.

After being chased and intercepted by the soldiers, most of the goblins were cut to the ground, and only a few escaped.

"Hey boy! Is there a lucky one here?" Roland looked at the goblin running towards him in surprise.

"Damn it!" Caslo stepped forward to stand in front of Roland. He had already cursed those soldiers in his heart for being unreliable.

"Wait! Don't do it! This goblin is destined for me!" Roland stopped Kaslo's kindness, opened his legs, and rushed in two directions with the goblin!

"Bang!" Seeing the goblin's ferocious expression and the crude stone ax in his hand, Roland raised his big foot and kicked it out. The goblin was kicked ten times flying across a beautiful parabola like a cannonball. Come meters away.

"Dragon God! Look at how injured he is! I'm guilty!" Roland came to the goblin and carefully looked at the latter's injury. His chest had collapsed in the meantime, and he was dying at this moment.

"Holy Light!" Roland waved his advanced skills and healed him.

Everyone looked like a hell, when did this king of **** be so kind? Will he treat alien races like goblins?

"Look at this hairless little head! Poor!" Roland said pitifully.

"Little guy, you remind me of a poem from my hometown..." Roland said with emotion.

"Poetry?" Balin leaned over, wanting to see what this living Hades has to offer.

"The fairy caresses me, and the iron hand shatters the spirit of the sky!" Roland leaned down and stretched out his big hand with the iron glove at lightning speed, and slapped the goblin's head, causing white and black splashes instantly. Bahrain's face (after all, the height of the dwarves...)

"Durin! I believe in your evil! You are a cruel villain!" Balin retched angrily, and now he finally knew why this guy took off his mask! If I had known earlier, he wouldn't have joined in the fun!

"I'm not a son of man..." Omsk shuddered, his own king could really kill others with a smile.

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