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

Chapter 782 Surrounded

"They have a dragon rider and a dragon knight. Their presence on the battlefield is bound to cause us heavy casualties! Marching in the snow at night is our only option!" Uvasa's soul fire jumped a few times, showing his inner restlessness. If it weren't for the threat of the Lagran Kingdom's high-end combat power, why would he have done this?

However, the night and snow have indeed become the protective colors of these Dongyi charioteers! These Dongyi charioteers wearing white linen are difficult to be discovered in the snowy fields. In addition, the wind and snow will cover the traces left by their night march, and even the dragon knights will not easily detect their presence!

"Then we're just going to watch them do whatever they want?" Several high-level professionals from the Dongyi chariot people said coldly.

"Be quiet, they won't be proud for long!" Uvasa said coldly, while he turned his gaze to the distant north.

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a few days ago.

"Thorin! The orcs got away from us!" panted Dwalin.

  "Where did they go?" Thorin said with a fierce gleam in his eyes, holding the Beast Bite Sword stained with the black blood of the Orcs. A terrifying aura emanated from his whole body. With the help of the Arkenstone, the national treasure of the dwarves, Thorin officially stepped into the sixth level and became a overlord!

"They ran towards the southeast! That's the Iron Hills!" Dwalin thought.

  "Where's Dain?" Thorin's fierce breath stagnated. For a moment, he didn't know why these orcs were sending their heads thousands of miles away?

"Do they think they are so funny? Marching in the middle of winter?" Thorin asked in a daze. Didn't he understand why a few Orc tyrants brought tens of thousands of Orcs to travel in the middle of winter? Thorin was ready to fight to the death, but before he could notify the other countries of the Northern Alliance, the Orcs broke off contact with the dwarves without hesitation, leaving nearly a thousand corpses and ran away decisively?

"God knows! But the Dragonhawk Riders have already gone to Iron Hill! They won't be able to succeed in a sneak attack!" Kili said to Thorin.

"Do we need to support Iron Hill?" Fili looked at the corpses of orcs scattered along the way and looked at his uncle.

"No! Send the Dragonhawk Knights to keep an eye on them! Have Iron Hill prepared for defense!" Thorin gave up the idea of ​​a field battle with the Orcs after just a little thought. After all, Thorin felt it was a huge loss to exchange the Orcs' worthless lives for the Dwarves. The Longbeard Clan didn't have many members to begin with, so Thorin could save as many as he could. As long as the Orcs didn't come to provoke them, Thorin could completely ignore them! Moreover, with the solidity of the Iron Hill Kingdom, the Orcs would be able to handle the siege! It wasn't that Thorin underestimated them, they couldn't get in even if he gave them a year!

"Okay! Then we just need to keep a close eye on them!" Dwalin nodded.

"By the way, should we notify the Kingdom of Raglan?" Dwalin suddenly thought of the Kingdom of Raglan in the south.

"Are the orcs going towards them?" asked Thorin.

"No, they are in the southwest! The orcs went to the southeast!" Dwalin said decisively.

  "Then there's no need to disturb them. They need a rest after years of fighting!" Thorin waved his hand. The North had seen the Kingdom of Raglan's contribution to the Alliance. It was no exaggeration to say that it was not excessive to award the Kingdom of Raglan with an award for the Best Fighter in the North. Thorin thought that there was no need to bother the Kingdom of Raglan with its attention on such a small matter. Little did he know that this caused Roland and his party who were far away in the city of Raglan to misjudge. They had no idea that a force of orcs had come from the North!

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"These bastards!" Dain spat out a mouthful of blood foam as he looked at the fleeing Orcs. He had just fought with an Orc Tyrant and exchanged his life for his injury. With his good dwarven equipment, Dain took the cost of a cut on his chest and smashed the shoulder of an Orc Tyrant with a hammer. If it hadn't dodged quickly, his head would have "blown" by now. "What's wrong with them?" Dain stopped the bleeding while looking at the Orc army retreating in panic.

Dain was indeed shocked when he learned that the orcs were about to arrive at his door. In all these years, Middle-earth has never seen a few "cute" people marching and fighting in winter! Even if there were, it would not be the orcs' turn!

When Dain, who was originally worried, found that this group of orcs rushed forward with dark heads and ignored the Iron Hill Dwarves, he had a hunch that he would kill them! Moreover, with the insights and catalysis of the life-and-death battle just now, Dain, who had stayed at the peak of the fifth level for a long time, also successfully ascended to the throne of the Overlord! The dwarves suddenly had two sixth-level Overlords! This was undoubtedly a shot in the arm for the gradually declining dwarves!

"Are the orcs crazy? Traveling to the wilderness in the middle of winter?" Dain looked at his adjutant and scratched his head. With a dwarf's IQ, he really couldn't understand it.

"Could it be the Ringwraiths of Mordor calling?" Dain's adjutant joked, but he didn't expect that the truth was hidden in a lie. It was a joke to others that Mordor, which had the most orcs, summoned the northern orcs to the south, but ironically, it was the truth!

"Oh my God! Mordor is short of orcs? It's just like hearing that the Ringwraiths have turned over a new leaf! If Mordor summons me, I'll eat my iron boots!" Dai Yin is like an old general standing on the stage, with flags all over his back...

"Forget about them. The king at the foot of the mountain has also fought with them! We have killed at least 3000 of them in two interceptions. Combined with the weather reasons, they have lost at least 5000 people!" Dain's adjutant sneered and reported a cold number!

In fact, this group of northern orcs was gathered by the Gangbada orcs in the vast northern wilderness. At the beginning, there were more than 30,000 of them. After passing through Dain's defense line, there were less than 10,000 of them.

  This army that was ignored by everyone was like a sharp knife stabbing directly into the back of Lagrande City. This army that no one cared about was about to give Roland a "surprise"!

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"Your Majesty!" Duke Joltea ran in hurriedly.

"Duke Joltea, please speak slowly..." Roland supported him and comforted him.

"Something terrible has happened! Lord Kaslo and Lord Weiss have each discovered an army of Orcs! One of the two armies has crossed the river from upstream to the north bank! The other is now stationed on the opposite bank from us!" Duke Joltea said anxiously.

"Have you figured out the specific deployment of the troops?" Roland asked, frowning.

"No, the legion discovered by Lord Kaslo can only be seen as a complete legion of orcs! The details are not clear, and they were dispersed by heavy crossbows! The one discovered by Lord Weiss can be seen clearly. There is at least a sixth-level leader, a complete legion of 10,000 orcs! They have several heavy crossbows! It is unknown whether there are black arrows..." Duke Jolstea introduced.

"Because Lord Vess's dragon has dragon armor, those ordinary heavy crossbows can't penetrate it! The black arrows are also much less threatening to him, so Lord Vess can see more details." Duke Joltea explained to Roland. What he didn't say was that the reason Vess retreated was because he was shot by a black arrow. Although it didn't penetrate the dragon armor, it still scared Vess. Vess, who originally wanted to use the forbidden spell to cleanse the ground, also retreated back to the city obediently. Otherwise, he couldn't guarantee how many black arrows would be aimed at him in the long and stinky pre-swing of the dragon language forbidden spell...