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

"Speed ​​up! Speed ​​up!" Roland shouted to the crowd.

"Hurry up! We need time to recover our horsepower once we get there! Those poor bastards almost died in the valley!" Roland urged. It wasn't that he didn't care about everyone, but the lives of Holfa and his group were hanging by a thread. Caslo spotted the Swan Knights trapped in a valley with heavy crossbows in the sky.

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The good news is they're all alive; the bad news is they're about to die! Caslo could only control his dragon mount for a dive attack. Like a fearless pilot on a World War II dive bomber, Caslo swooped down at an almost vertical angle! At that moment, the figures of Earth's pilots and Middle-earth's air knights seemed to overlap on Caslo's body!
However, it was all for naught. Caslo's intelligence indicated that the destructive power was limited. After all, wind dragons were never known for their large-scale group magic attacks. They preferred to use their claws, enhanced by wind dragon power, to cut through the enemy's last line of defense rather than casting spells! Wind! The ultimate cutting power! The strongest armor-piercing attribute!
In the end, Caslo retreated. Although the constant barrage of heavy crossbow bolts could not harm him or the dragon, they had to be distracted to dodge the potentially fatal attacks, which further reduced his attack power. The chariot warriors hidden in the snow forest, pulling heavy crossbow bolts and dragon knights, engaged in guerrilla warfare, which made Caslo miserable. He regretted not bringing Ajax with him.

"Stop thinking about your wife, think about how to cook that garbage!" Roland waved his hand quickly, looking at the somewhat dazed Caslo.

"If all else fails, we'll have to launch an assault with high-end combat power on average!" Verway silently drew his Manicati and looked at Omske, who was also a sixth-tier fighter.

After all, Caslo's reconnaissance revealed that there was no place outside the valley where the Knights could deploy, meaning that the Knights could not join the battle in such rugged terrain, as that would render their Glory Skills ineffective.

"I will obey Your Highness!" Omsk said calmly, leaning on his sword.

“Roland! What do you think?” Verwyth turned around and asked.

“Good idea, let’s fight our way out and let them out!” Roland nodded and drew his Dragon Slayer Sword.

"Goddess! What are you doing?" Verway had a bad feeling.

"Dragon God!" Omsk hugged Roland tightly.

"Calm down, Your Highness!" Caslo quickly said.

"Let me go! I'll go with you..." Roland said calmly.

"No!" Before Verway could speak, Omske and Caslo together stopped Roland's actions.

“Roland, you really should calm down!” Verway chimed in.

“I am a third-tier Holy Grand Knight! Not a baby in a cradle! I am the highest-ranking person here besides you! Perhaps those unfortunate souls need some help! After all, they have been exposed to the wind for days! Holy Light can help them!” Roland analyzed calmly.

“But…” Omsk and Caslo exchanged glances, wanting to persuade him further, but Roland raised his hand to refuse.

"I will strike in the form of a king!" Roland raised his head slightly, looking up at the sky at a 30-degree angle. With one hand holding a shield and the other on his sword, he could only be described as a gentleman as jade, a peerless young master. His handsome appearance was so striking that even the King of Kings would have to praise him! The only drawback was that too few people appreciated Roland's heroic figure, and most importantly, Nyx didn't get to see it either.

"..." Omske and Caslo exchanged a helpless glance and shrugged, having no choice but to accept their king's passionate and impulsive decision. After all, a king with chivalry and the courage to charge forward was more likely to gain the support of nobles than a coward, unless that noble had ulterior motives.

"Let's discuss how to fight first!" Verway interrupted Roland, who was in the middle of a prayer ceremony, drawing the attention of a hundred pairs of eyes—no, a hundred and one pairs! Roland also glared at Verway with hostility.

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"A surprise attack must be unexpected! The dragon can't be the first to enter, or it will alert the enemy!" Verway glanced at Caslo and shook his head.

“I will fight alongside Omske and His Highness! The dragons will provide support after we launch our attack!” Caslo nodded.

"I wasn't talking about you!" Roland stuffed Dos, who was peeking out, back into his chest. Little Dos thought he was being talked about. Although he was still young, Dos already understood the meaning of dragons.

“King Roland, we need to quickly create an opening! At least get the people out first, and drag those scum to an open area! I think either the dragons or the Knights can easily deal with them!” Verway said. “Your Highness, why don’t you stay? It’s not safe without the Knights with you!” Omske frowned.

“There are no cowards in Lagrange!” Roland said, mustering his courage. After all, he really wanted to quickly enter the state of being a king. Although he was not a qualified king, he had seen from The Lord of the Rings that it was common for nobles to lead their troops into battle. Roland believed that he could do no worse than those lords.

Omsk pursed his lips and didn't say anything more. Well, since things had come to this point, Omsk couldn't say anything more; after all, a righteous and virtuous King Roland was what everyone wanted to see.

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After intense discussion, Roland was granted the right to treat the wounded, as his frail physique simply prevented him from fighting alone against others.

"That's settled then! Attack!" Roland's eyes narrowed slightly.

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"Boss, are they coming or not?" a swan rider asked anxiously. After all, they had received the message from the dragon rider that morning. After reading it, Horfa immediately ordered everyone to feed the horses and then devour all the food in one meal, even though each person only received some wild vegetable soup and a piece of black bread harder than a rock...

“Exactly! What if they don’t come…” some soldiers said pessimistically. They might starve to death, but they would rather fight to the death against the Dongyi people than wait to die.

"Get ready! Have everyone pack their equipment!" Holfa commanded sternly.

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"Kill!" Verway's Hunting Moon shot out, performing a "blackhead removal" operation on a group of Dongyi people who were controlling the crossbows.

"Boom!" Omsk's power of light and shadow suddenly erupted, and the battle aura of darkness and light constantly switched on his body, cutting through the enemy formation like a hot knife through butter.

"Go!" Caslo's deafening roar echoed through the sky. Holfa immediately led his men out, and the two sides attacked from both sides, instantly defeating the Dongyi people blocking the road.

"Roar!" Kaldor's furious roar shook the snow off the treetops, and blades of wind ravaged the nerves of the tank warriors.

"Clang!" The heavy crossbowmen in the distance turned around and shot towards Omsk and his men. Omsk swung his hand back and cleaved the crossbow bolts in two, the bolts grazing his cheek.

"Don't shoot! Be careful not to get hurt!" Omske said, still shaken.

The remaining two began to flick away the crossbow bolts, and for a moment everyone was busy and flustered.

"Holy Light!" Roland was doing his best to heal the poor children who had gone hungry for three days and nine meals a day.

"Sizzle!" A ripple appeared on Roland's battle aura shield, clearly indicating that the thin shield was about to break.

Just as Roland was feeling relieved, another arrow was already aimed at him! By the time Roland saw it, it was too late! Roland could only try his best to raise the Dragon Slayer Sword to take the hit head-on.

"Crack! Crack!" Two crisp sounds, one muffled and one clear! The first sound was the shield shattering, the second... was Roland's armor!

"Holy crap! I just got myself killed!" When Roland realized that his armor had been broken, this image actually flashed through his mind, which reminded him of those people on TV who always attacked in a way that resulted in them getting themselves killed.

Then he could only feel a numbness in his chest, and then he was plunged into unchanging darkness...