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

Chapter 787 They are coming!

  "Half-step Divine Ban? What level is it compared to the Divine Word Technique you used before?" Roland was shocked. This thing sounded very advanced, but he had never seen this thing in the game before!

"They are on the same level. They are both forbidden spells above the Great Forbidden Spells and below the Divine Forbidden Spells! However, this one is a rule-based forbidden spell! It forcibly distorts the plane rules within a certain area and time." Adolf Heinrich explained to Roland.

"This thing has a very high suppression level! The power of rules under its rules will be suppressed! That is to say, except for the big forbidden spell, we can't even fly an arrow! So the forbidden spell just now was swallowed by the power of rules!" Charlie Pross said.

"What? Where's the dragon knight?" Roland's eyes widened in disbelief.

"What kind of dragon knight can be more advanced than the forbidden spell? If it's the dragon knight commander, it should be able to do it... but..." Adolf Heinrich cast his gaze towards Fenglin Youlan, and everyone looked over there as well.

  (Maple Forest Orchid: So?)

"It's over! Our strongest type of troops..." Roland's face turned pale.

"It's okay, think positively. At least... we don't have to worry about the forbidden spell from the opposite side flying over!" Omsk comforted.

"The problem is that our forbidden spells can't fly out..." Kaslo had a dark face and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Omsk's train of thought was amazing!

"Get ready for a bloody battle, Your Majesty! The birth of an empire is destined to be watered with blood, but this time we have chosen ourselves!" Duke Joltea bowed slightly to Roland.

"I will do my best to allocate supplies!" Quartermaster Vladivostok Vladivostok nodded. As the only two members of the Hand of the Stream family currently serving in the kingdom, Vladivostok knew the importance of his mission.

"Gather the troops! Get ready for battle!" Roland sighed.

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"It seems they succeeded!" Uvasa smiled as if he was sure of victory.

The decayed Seven Rings and the withered Eight Rings appeared beside him and slowly said, "Uwasa, we have gathered so many people this time, they can't win again!"

"It's better to be careful!" Uvasa did not let down his guard. Although the initial success of the strategy made him very happy, he was not complacent enough to think that he had defeated Roland.

"Yes, that king is not easy to deal with!"

"Your Majesty, is this human kingdom so terrible?" Frostwolf hero Saphis asked solemnly.

  "Of course! Their dragon riders are covering the sky! If there is no no-fly zone, we can never fight them in the wild!" Uvasa nodded helplessly. After all, dragon breath is a thing that doesn't care about anything! It's like a thorn in the flesh! It's either you die or you die!

"So we're just going to go there like this?" Saphis was shocked. Aren't we just going to be targets? What? You're not satisfied with killing humans too slowly, so you line them up and send them off, right?

"There are three totem shamans over there who have prepared great gifts for them! Now there is no dragon, not even a single arrow can fly out!" Uwasa was in a very happy mood, so he didn't mind saying more.

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"Enemy coming from the north!" The alert sentry still discovered the rapidly approaching enemy from the north.

"Look at me!" Kaslo patted Fenglin Youlan's shoulder and asked him to go with him. "I'm going too!" Omsk said calmly. The orcs had successfully provoked his anger, and he was worried about not finding someone to vent his anger on! Isn't the sandbag coming?

"Be careful!" Roland did not object but just warned.

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"Damn it! The Dongyi Tank People's army is here?" Omsk stared in amazement at the huge army of Tank People outside the city. The Orc Legion next to them was not enough at all.

"Why are there so many wolf cavalry?" Fenglin Youlan did not pay attention to the soldiers of the Dongyi Chariot People, but instead looked at the legion of Orcs from the Northern Border and asked in confusion. Logically speaking, there should not be many wolf cavalry from the Southern Orcs!

"These are orcs from the north!" Kaslo looked at the clan flag and shook his head. It was obvious that the wolf cubs from the north were heading south!

Middle-earth is very similar to Earth. The north is prone to breeding nomadic peoples! Even the northern orcs, who are also orcs, live a nomadic life. Compared with their southern cousins, northern orcs ride wolves and run in the ice and snow! Therefore, the proportion of wolf riders in the northern orcs is ridiculously higher than that in the south!

"That's five thousand wolf riders! These sons of bitches are really fertile!" Omsk exclaimed.

"Damn it! I really want to go down and lead the Knights to charge at them!" Omsk muttered to himself. It was obvious that the frustrating passive defense was not Lagrande's character.

"Go out! We're just about to start the feast!" Caslo said sarcastically.

"Hehe, that's just what I said, just listen to it!" Omsk scratched his head and laughed.

  "Good fellow, with two powerful enemies in front of us, shouldn't we be more cautious?" Fenglin Youlan, who was standing by, was speechless when she saw the two people chatting as if no one was around. They were still chatting when the orcs were about to kill them? How abstract!

"It doesn't matter. Now all that's left is minced meat! At a time when life and death are determined by fate and wealth is determined by God, just enjoy yourself while you can!" Omsk shook his head and said nonchalantly. We all have our heads on our belts, so why should we care about this?

"Inform His Highness! Ask him to bring the main force over! The main battlefield is in the north!" Kaslo nodded to Omsk. It was obvious that it was useless for a group of level six to stay in the southern city. It would be better for them to come to the north and play with the orcs and the Dongyi people!

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  "Haha! The damn thing is right under our noses!" Roland laughed at himself. He was indeed too cautious. If he had gone all-in earlier, he would have defeated the Orcs and now they wouldn't have to face the enemy from all sides. But even if Roland had to choose again, he would still choose to defend the city. After all, Sauron could lose many times, but he couldn't lose once! Caution is not a derogatory word. Roland would rather take one step at a time than go all-in! This was Roland's transformation after he died in the Misty Mountains!

"It's hard for these Dongyi people!" Adolf Heinrich sighed.

"Haha, I guess more people died of freezing along the way than died in battle! But where the hell did these orcs come from?" Darion Nightblade guessed at a glance how these things got here. After all, when it comes to stealth technology, even if Darion Nightblade is a weird light assassin, his theoretical knowledge and technology can still be the ancestor of everyone present! It's not difficult for these Dongyi people to get here at night, but Darion Nightblade doesn't understand these orcs! The Rapids didn't notify any orcs to go south! Could it be that the dwarf defense line has become a sieve again? Huh? Why did I use the word "again"?

"..." Adolf Heinrich was silent for a moment, then turned and walked towards the magic center.

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  "Contact the northern dwarves quickly! Ask King Thorin what's going on? Why are there orcs crossing the north? If they crossed the Redwater River to the east, it would be fine..." Yun Feng did not dare to neglect it for a second after receiving Adolf Heinrich's letter. He quickly notified Dos Anthony to go to Lonely Mountain to inquire. He was really afraid that Thorin would not know about the dwarf's defense line being breached! That would be a lot of fun! The whole of River Rapids would have to be worried!

"Okay!" Dos Anthony nodded. He knew the importance of the matter and quickly got up and left.

"I hope everything goes well! Your Highness can successfully defeat the coalition of dark forces!" Yun Feng prayed sincerely.