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

Chapter 976 Two Dragons Shuttle

"Okay! Then kill them! The pioneering territory stretching for thousands of miles has forged the pride of the empire! The pioneering territory will not surrender until it is conquered!" Ismir's expression was extremely ferocious, and his eyes turned bloodshot due to exhaustion. Facing the orcs' tidal-like offensive, he was already exhausted. The defense line he had carefully built seemed so powerless in the face of the giant ogre's demolition! The houses were pushed down, and the resisting soldiers were buried in the rubble...

"Roar!" The roar of the orcs came from the stone stairs. Ymir didn't show any mercy. She stabbed in the dark with the snake-shaped sword in her hand. When she pulled it back, several twitching corpses were hanging on the sword.

"These bastards!" Ymir shook her head and threw away the corpses. These orcs were like headless flies who rushed into the castle and luckily walked in front of them. Most of the orcs were still wandering around in the castle.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A dull knocking sound came from the roadblock in the distance, but the noise made everyone laugh.

"What's going on? Are they clearing the roadblocks?" Ismir frowned.

"Is he crazy? The entire staircase is blocked by debris and stones. They won't be able to dig it out even if we die!" Ymir shook her head and complained.

"Fool! Don't worry about them!" Ysmir was also angry and laughed. Relying on those skinny orcs to dig through those obstacles? In places where giant ogres can't get in, Ymir is the god of war! Whether it's strength or tonnage, it crushes all humanoid species!
"They found this place!" A militiaman with sharp hearing quickly noticed the movement, so he raised his crossbow and shot into the darkness without saying a word. The dense arrows sank into the darkness, followed by a scream.

"Crack!" Upon hearing the noise, the Nature Guardian put down his shield and smashed it on the ground to form a slightly thin shield wall.

"Let go!" Ismir put his hand on the shield soldier's shoulder and stared into the darkness and said coldly.

"Throw a fire down to warm them up!" The screams in the darkness made everyone's heart sink. The unknown fear was transmitted through the darkness. The environment on the third floor was not bright. A few rays of light shone through the wooden boards, reflecting the slightly pale faces of the people. Everyone looked at the deep darkness in front of them through the dim light of the candle...

"Boom!" A torch was casually lit and thrown down. The fire illuminated the evil in the darkness and the hideous faces of the orcs.

"Ahhh!" The orcs who were lucky enough to survive were splashed with grease on the torches and they slapped the flames in fear. However, the dirty fur clothes mixed with grease on the orcs became the best combustion aid. In an instant, fireballs rose up and a group of burning firemen rushed around like headless flies, causing greater panic. After a long while, these orcs who started the fire four times were killed by the orcs behind them. The castle became eerily quiet again.

"Sniff sniff sniff~" A group of nature guardians sniffed the air while smelling the aroma of barbecue fat, trying not to feel nauseous.

"I smell smoke! Whether it's those idiot bastards who ignited the flammable materials or they set the city on fire, we need to open the top floor! Sir!" The group of people looked gloomy. Obviously, if they didn't retreat to the top floor, they would be smoked meat, and if they retreated, they would become targets for the giant ogre's pitcher...

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"Is the situation so bad?" Dos Anthony was a little speechless when he saw the orcs running around in all directions. The bunkers were full of broken bodies. Although most of them were orcs, Dos Anthony also saw those well-equipped defenders. After searching several half-collapsed houses, Dos Anthony at least confirmed two things. The first was that there were no civilians in the city, and the second was that the only hope for the surviving defenders was probably in the castle. The cruelty of the battlefield exceeded Dos Anthony's imagination. He thought that the young pioneer soldiers should be vulnerable, but after inspecting the bodies at the scene, he found that these martyrs who also had the blood of the empire's pride were probably more loyal and fanatical than everyone imagined! It is no exaggeration to say that the fatal injuries of these soldiers came from direct combat, or there was no good meat on their bodies...

"I hope we can catch up, Kurt! Suppress them from the air! Drive away those giant ogres that are in the way!" Dos Anthony ordered. To say that he would drive them away actually meant to wipe them out. When those giant ogres that move slowly are not under pressure from the same fighting force, they are the most conspicuous targets on the battlefield! Dos Anthony picked up a piece of the stone they threw and said speechlessly. The killing effect of those small catapults on the battlefield is more amazing than that of heavy ones! "Roar! Roar!" Turning a street, Dos Anthony speechlessly found himself surrounded by ogres on all sides! Although these tall creatures carrying hammers are not as shocking as giant ogres, they are already quite big compared to humans. However, Dos Anthony, who was in a hurry, did not have the time to talk nonsense with them. He flipped the long sword in his hand and cut off the mallet that was enough to blow up an adult militia with one blow. The sword blade continued to cut off half of its face, and it fell to the ground and twitched and died!

"Get in the way! Flowers!" Dos Anthony held a blue flower in his hand and crushed it! The blue stream of light exploded, and the thunder covered a hundred meters in radius! Following the current, Dos Anthony left the paralyzed and stiff orcs behind at a terrifying speed, holding the sword and rushing forward towards the castle.

"Kill!" He swung the sword horizontally with both hands holding the hilt. How could the orcs' playthings resist a high-end sword that was powerful enough to split dragon scales? Any orc who stood in front of Dos Anthony would be cut in two!
"Get out of the way!" He kicked away the half-corpse in front of him and let the orcs next to him hit his armor with their weapons. Dos Anthony swung his sword impatiently. The lightning flashed by, illuminating those terrified faces and freezing their fear.

"Haha! Maggots in the dark!" Looking at the dark castle, Dos Anthony raised his hand helplessly and snapped his fingers. Then he pulled his index finger and thumb, and a thick electric current appeared between his two fingers. The dazzling electric light illuminated the darkness in front of him. Dos Anthony raised his left hand and slowly walked into the castle...

Because of Ymir, Ismir built his castle very large. The most basic three-story castle was almost as tall as the shabby five-story castle. After Dos Anthony entered, he killed dozens of orcs along the way. Soon the orcs knew that there were tough guys. They spontaneously formed groups and began to approach from the darkness...

"Tsk tsk tsk! Who gave you the illusion that dragon knights are so useless in foot combat? The premise for dragon knights to rule the sky and paladins to dominate the earth is that dragon knights are not on the ground... fools!" Dos Anthony shook his head with pity, and the surging dragon power gathered together and floated on his body into a translucent armor barrier.

"Come! Let me see what you are made of!" Dos Anthony, who was leaning on his sword and standing in the lord's hall, smiled calmly, then extinguished the electricity in his hand, and the first floor of the castle fell into darkness again...

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"Are there any other brothers on the first floor?" Ismir suddenly grabbed everyone and asked anxiously.

"I don't know. We should be the only survivors. The bonfire and candles in the castle were still there. Everyone alive would have followed us up!" Ymir shook her head.

"No! There's something on the first floor..." Suddenly a Goblin Knight looked at everyone and smiled awkwardly.

"There are brothers on the first floor?" Ismir got excited after hearing this. He grabbed his staff and prepared to rush down, but before he could take a step, Ymir grabbed his arm.

"Calm down! There's no point in going down!" Ymir said coldly. Everyone is going to die, and it doesn't matter if they die early or late. We can drag a few more people down with us! Going down to fight will only make us die faster!
"No... Sir, you misunderstood what I meant... Next to the fireplace on the first floor... is the earth dragon's nest!"

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"Fuck! What the hell is this!" Dos Anthony's terrified roar echoed in the empty hall...

I was sick for a week and almost died, but my throat still hasn't healed. It should be the norovirus... Brothers, please vote and reward me.