The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 1005 A Barrage of Arrows!

"Ah? Ah! Ah—" Count Lemon's voice rose and fell as he listened to the words of Oakrian Ryukin and Archduke Oakrian Yaso, his heart pounding with anxiety as the two of them spoke to him!
"Is this chimera really that powerful? Can it be compared to a dragon?" Count Lemon muttered.

“Of course, strictly speaking, chimeras should also be considered dragons, right?” Oakrian Ryukin nodded. After all, chimeras also have dragon blood in their bodies, but they have a high resistance to dragon's might! Hence, they are known as multi-headed dragons!

“He has dragon blood, but he’s not a dragon, at least not a dragon!” Grand Duke Oakrian Yaso shook his head.

"Do the two Your Excellencies have a way to deal with this chimera?" Earl Lemon asked somewhat nervously, wiping the sweat from his brow. After all, something on par with dragons was obviously not to be trifled with. Lemon wasn't stupid, so he wouldn't cause trouble for no reason. If Grand Duke Okrian Yaso and the other man shook their heads, he would start organizing the relocation tonight!
“We can’t make any guarantees without seeing the whole picture. After all, the Chimera are all about heads. If there are too many heads, we’ll have to run!” Grand Duke Oakrian Yaso spoke the truth without making empty promises.

“However, driving away a chimera shouldn’t be a problem! We can’t kill them, but driving them away is no problem!” Okrian Ryukin reassured him. He felt confident that as long as they didn’t run headlong into nine chimeras, he and His Highness could definitely fight. At least the difference in strength wasn’t so overwhelming as to be hopeless. What? You ask what to do about nine chimeras? Run! If you can’t outrun a chimera, you can’t outrun the people of Rohan, right?

"That's good, that's good!" Count Lemon was somewhat relieved. Judging from what the two lords said, unless they encountered a rare "Big Daddy" level chimera, these two lords could be driven away. Thinking of this, Count Lemon's face put on a smile again.

"Enjoy the food! Enjoy the food!" Count Lemon put on a smile again and began to manage his banquet. Grand Duke Oakrian Yaso and Oakrian Ryukin exchanged a glance but said nothing, only raising their glasses to Count Lemon with smiles.

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"Your Highness! Your Highness!" Oakrian Ryukin pushed Grand Duke Oakrian Yaso.

"Huh? What's wrong? I'm sleeping! I'm so sleepy!" Grand Duke Oakrian Yasuo, slightly drunk, shook off Oakrian Ryukin's hand. At this moment, all he wanted to do was sleep.

"How many heads does that chimera have? Did you see them clearly?" Oakrian Ryukin asked worriedly.

"Go to sleep! It can't possibly be a nine-headed chimera, can it? If it were, I'd be going back to call the dragon riders!" Grand Duke Okrian Yaso said with a strange look. The White Mountains, that wretched place, should be lucky to even have a super magical beast! How could it possibly support a nine-headed chimera? It's not that they lack resources, but rather that the foothills on both sides are bordered by human kingdoms. Powerful magical beasts would have been alerted long ago and slaughtered those human kingdoms! Don't underestimate a super magical beast's territorial protectiveness!
“Oh…” Oakrian Ryukin sighed and walked out.

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"Your Highness! Your Highness! We've arrived! Lagrange City is just ahead!" A grassland elf gazed out from the treetop and exclaimed joyfully.

"Roland of the Code! Master Verway is here! Come and greet me!" Verway, carrying his longsword, had a hint of relief and the joy of seeing his friend in his eyes. He whistled and jumped down from the tree, then sprinted towards Swiftstream City.

"Hahaha! Welcome me!" Verway reveled, swinging his legs even harder. As a sixth-tier hunter, he possessed impressive speed among professionals! The ranger's mobility was also among the best of the combat professionals!
"What the hell is that?" The city guards of Lagrange had already spotted Verway on the distant horizon, swinging his arms and waving his limbs wildly. His figure was incredibly conspicuous in the already harvested wheat field! After all, it was hard for anyone not to notice his red light armor.

"Quickly call the general to come and see! Is he a madman?" the soldier whispered.

"Ancient Tree of War? Is this person being chased by the Ancient Tree of War? Is the grassland elf hunting him?" Soon, the soldiers on Lagrange City saw the dust raised by the Ancient Tree of War. As the three ancient trees revealed their forms, the red figure in front of them seemed to be running even faster...

"The grassland elves have pledged allegiance to His Majesty! Then they are our own people! Our own people are surely hunting down the enemy! Archers, prepare!" The officer on the city wall counted on his fingers, and the thought that the grassland elves had pledged allegiance to his king immediately gave him a clue!
"All troops, listen up! Aim at that madman being chased by the ancient tree of war! Fire!" The officers on the city walls organized a group of Battanian archers. Upon receiving the order, the archers immediately unleashed their skills to enhance their bows. With these various skill enhancements, their arrows could travel a terrifying distance of thousands of meters! Moreover, they could maintain an extremely high rate of fire and a certain degree of accuracy! At least coverage fire was no problem!
"Whoosh~" Verway ran happily, as if returning to the embrace of nature. He couldn't wait to share the good news of his arduous journey to support Roland and tell him about his experiences along the way. But as he was thinking, Verway suddenly felt something was wrong! Because he could faintly hear the familiar sound of wind breaking in the air... It sounded like... it sounded like a long arrow breaking through the wind?
"Roland! I'll fuck you... I'll fuck you..." Verway instinctively drew his sword to parry, the clanging sound echoing incessantly!
"Archers! City defenders! Roland, you're a bastard who uses someone and then discards them! You have no martial ethics! You..." Upon hearing the familiar voice in the air again, Verway's eyes widened in fury. He dared not resist any longer, grabbed his longsword, and turned to run!
Although he was a sixth-tier professional, and theoretically shouldn't be afraid of third- or second-tier archers, even a dragon knight wouldn't charge head-on into such a long-range volley of archers! Only the fully armed, sullen iron canister dared to go for it! The high-attack, low-defense Verway naturally wouldn't avoid his strengths and play to his weaknesses, so he turned and ran! Thus, everyone saw Verway return even faster than he had gone.

"Bravo! We've driven the enemy to the elves! Let's see how he escapes the strangulation of the Ancient Tree of War!" The officer guarding the city wall ordered everyone to stop firing and watch the show.

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"Help!" Verway ran back breathlessly and quickly climbed the tree.

"What's wrong, Your Highness?" The clansmen gathered around and asked, looking at the breathless Verway.

"Your Highness, why did they shoot at you?" The guard in the tree saw it clearly.

"How should I know? They're insane! Or is Roland insane!" Verway gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Has Lagrange fallen? We haven't received any news for months. Could it be that the front lines have been withdrawn? Have the Chariot People attacked?" an elf speculated.

“That shouldn’t be the case! Are those huge Lagrange dragon flags and royal dragon flags just for show?” someone retorted.

"Let's wait a bit! Let's stop outside the firing range and see what's going on. If they really turn hostile... then we'll take the Ancient Tree of War to the north! Then we'll take a detour to the western world! This ancient tree will be his apology!" Verway's face was ashen; anyone who greeted us with a smile would lose their temper after being riddled with bullets!
“Let’s wait for their scouts to come out!” Verway said, closing his eyes.

(End of this chapter)