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

Chapter 735 The war reignites!

  Yes, even a powerful forbidden spell has a time limit, and that split second is enough for a skilled person to completely kill you. Unless you wear a shield 24 hours a day and have automatic defense magic scrolls hung all over your body, a veteran hunter can shoot a new rookie professional with a hunting bow!

"Remember to follow your teacher closely. He is an experienced dragon rider!" Roland warned.

"Take good care of this child and don't let him get hurt!" Roland nodded to Caslo. As a member of the new generation, Roland still attached great importance to him. After all, it meant the inheritance of the torch!

"Don't worry! I will take good care of him. He is one of the backbones of the kingdom's future!" Caslo nodded. Needless to say, the value of the Dragon Knight was very important. The fact that the entire Lagrande Kingdom was willing to mobilize the kingdom's military for sparring showed the Dragon Knight's status.

"Okay, be safe, go early and come back early! Those orcs will not pose a threat to the kingdom, but be careful not to let them demolish Lord Ismir's house!" Roland teased with a smile, obviously full of ease and joy.

"Hahaha! Of course not, we will arrive at the battlefield just when the orcs are about to tear down their first brick wall!" Caslo also joked with everyone.

"Then you'd better hurry up! Their city walls are made of logs! I'm afraid there are no bricks for them to tear down!" Omsk rolled his eyes and said in a funny tone.

"God of Dragon! I have to thank you! Come on, Weiss, let's go!" Kaslo took Weiss's shoulder and strode out...

"Oh oh oh!" Weiss nodded dully and was pulled out by Kaslo.

"I always feel like something is wrong. How could a regular army of orcs get so close to us? It seems like they haven't healed their wounds yet?" Adolf Heinrich suddenly spoke up after Kaslo and the others left.

"Maybe the orcs have a sixth-level leader?" Omsk thought about it.

"We have already killed all the level 6 orcs in Dol Guldur Fortress! Even if there were any, they were from Mordor!" Roland shook his head and denied Omsk's statement. After all, the bodies of Azog and Borg were already cold.

"That's even more wrong. The Ringwraiths of Dol Guldur are now behaving themselves to the limit. They won't allow their precious high-level combat power to be surrounded and annihilated by us!" Adolf Heinrich frowned in confusion. After all, the sixth-level orcs didn't come out of nowhere. According to the orcs' way of survival, which was like raising insects, the number and efficiency of the sixth-level orcs were higher and faster. But that didn't mean Sauron would treat the sixth-level orcs as consumables!

At this time, Sauron's consciousness has returned, but he is still hiding in Mordor to accumulate strength. Moreover, because of Roland's arrival, the original timeline has been changed. Originally, the White Council would attack Dol Guldur in 2941 of the Third Age, but Sauron had left here in advance. The entire Dol Guldur was empty. It was not until 2951 of the Third Age that a team of Ringwraiths returned and reoccupied it. But now it is obviously different. After avoiding the White Council, the Ringwraiths immediately returned to the Dol Guldur fortress, avoiding a major war with the White Council while effectively restricting the forces of the North.

"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time! Since the other side has put the meat in their mouths, it would be unfair to them if they don't eat it!" Roland shook his head and didn't dwell on this matter. Anyway, Raynor had already made arrangements. Even if there really was a level 6 orc who was not afraid of death and wanted to commit suicide, Roland didn't mind fulfilling it. As for the Ringwraiths? Roland certainly considered the threat of the Ringwraiths, but he didn't believe that the Ringwraiths would run rampant at the risk of their nest being destroyed. You know, the Star Elves have already contacted the elves of the Golden Forest and are waiting for Dol Guldur to reveal a fatal flaw! The elves may not be willing to take part in the siege, but they are not opposed to stealing chickens.

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"What does the kingdom say, Lord Doss?" Ismir asked anxiously while looking at Anthony Doss who had just landed. It could be seen that the existence of a regular army of Orcs really frightened him. Facing such a small force of Orcs that even the baronies might not be able to resist, Ismir was really unsure.

"Don't worry, General Renault will arrive with his troops soon, and your territory will be fine!" Anthony Doss looked at Ismir who was looking around nervously and said comfortingly. "General Renault will lead the team personally?"

"Yes!"

"The kingdom sent regular troops to support?"

"Yes!"

"So I don't have to run?"

"Yes!"

Anthony Doss patiently answered Lord Ismir's questions. If the kingdom really did not intend to support Windhelm, then Windhelm could have declared GG, and Ismir would have to prepare to make his own arrangements, whether to gather strength and fight to the death or pack up and run away, it was up to him. This situation would not be considered abandoning the kingdom and fleeing. Facing a war that had no chance of winning, the correct answer was to run away with the people. If they really stayed to fight to the death, there would be nothing left but a title of warrior for everyone to talk about after dinner.

"That's good! That's good!" Ismir rubbed his hands happily and said. You know, facing the attack of a regular army of orcs, Ismir was much more panicked than Anthony Doss. After all, Anthony Doss just patted his butt and flew away, and Ismir could only squat here miserably.

"That's right! Send a signal! Let Ymir and the others come back!" Ismir slapped his head and suddenly remembered that Ymir and the others were still on the periphery to hold back the orcs.

When she knew that the orcs were approaching Windhelm, Ymir had no choice but to take a team of Goblin Knights to contain the orcs. Their appearance happened to give Khamul a solution to the rapid advancement of the Orcs in the Wasteland. With the deliberate connivance of the Ringwraiths, Ymir and the Goblin Knights fought back and forth with this group of wandering orcs disguised as regular troops.

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"Puff!" The sharp giant snake-shaped heavy sword chopped the orc in front of it like chopping a pig.

"General Ymir! How come these orcs are so weak?" Goblin Knights rode on their spitting pigs and surrounded them from all directions. The remains of orcs were hung on the spears of each Goblin Knight, and the dead bodies of orcs were also hung on the tusks of many spitting pigs. They had just surrounded and annihilated a group of orc search teams. Although these fully armed orcs were well equipped, their overall tactics and morale were very low. If it weren't for their equipment, the Goblin Knights would have almost thought that these were the wandering orcs they chased around every day (they guessed right).

"I'm not sure, but don't be careless! The enemy's attack has just begun, and we need to be careful that this is the enemy's bait!" Ymir said in a deep voice as he picked up the heavy sword that was as heavy as a door panel.

(End of this chapter)