The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth

"Destroy the army!" Lance thrust out his gun and stabbed it. The sharp horse-repelling gun easily penetrated the armor and bodies of the two orcs. He held the twitching corpses aside and threw them aside. After a sharp roar, , and he pounced on the next target...

"Squeak~"

"boom!"

"Crack!"

"Boom!"

"ah!"

"Boom!"

"clang!"

"Ouch!"

"Boom~"

The cyan "torrent" and the black "torrent" collided together, making a harsh friction sound! The clang of shields! The snap of a gun barrel! The crash of flesh! The screams of the rushing infantry! The sound of breaking weapons! The clash of weapons! The wail of the orcs! It broke out in an instant, and the battle became fierce as soon as it started! The orcs frantically attacked the defense line of the rapid infantry. Even if they were stabbed into a hornet's nest by the carbine rifles, they would still try their best to leave a scratch on the shield or armor of the rapid infantry...

"Change the formation! A long snake formation!" Lance was keenly aware of the madness of the orcs. After seeing that the elf rangers behind him had followed, Lance decisively chose to change the formation. Now the target of the rapid infantry is not Kill the enemy, but protect these fragile rangers and archers behind you... Look at the thin mail armor of the elf ranger and the tight leather armor of the elf archer... Then look at the rough weapons and burly figure of the orcs... Lance suddenly felt a lot of pressure!

The rushing infantry at the rear suddenly started running quickly, and before the orc army arrived, they formed a thin line of defense in front.

"Raise your shields! Hold them back!" Seeing more and more orcs coming towards them, Lance quickly ordered everyone to raise their shields to block! A shield wall suddenly rose! The raging black tide was blocked by the thin green line of defense.

"Come on, people! I can't bear it anymore!" Veins popped out on Lance's head. He clenched his teeth and held the tower shield tightly. Two deep marks were plowed under the feet of all the rushing infantry. !

"Support shooting!" Roland looked at the helpless rushing infantry and quickly ordered the Batania shooters surrounding him. The Batania shooters immediately stopped blocking fire and changed from projectiles to flat shots.

"Duh~" The tricky arrows passed through the crowd, grazed the shields, penetrated into the gaps... and then embedded themselves in the throats and eye sockets of the orcs. In an instant, more than a hundred orcs collapsed to the ground, and the entire defense line of the rapid infantry The pressure suddenly relaxed.

"Steady!" Lance finally relaxed. In the push just now, the entire shield wall was almost knocked down!

"Blade Dance!" The dazzling sword light passed over the heads of the rapid infantry, and the elf rangers wearing yellow mail or blue mail gently pulled out the shield wall from their heads, holding the swords in their hands. The Elf scimitar drew an elegant arc, and the half-orc corpses and broken arms flew in all directions as the sword glow bloomed. The originally menacing half-orcs suddenly froze, and the shocking stumps and broken arms tested their endurance, and even the rear grazing array Roland couldn't help but feel his stomach churn. The smooth stubble on the limb that had just been cut off was still bleeding with steaming blood. The grotesque body was still twitching slightly. The body was writhing in pain and struggling in the white snow. It was extremely conspicuous, and the black blood pouring on the snow was so dazzling that Roland, who had begun to adapt to this cruel era, couldn't help but frown...

"It's so cruel..." Although this was not the first time I saw the Elf Ranger's skill Blade Dance, I was still deeply surprised when I saw it again. It is not unreasonable for the Elf clan to stand in Middle-earth for so long. They sacrificed The ultimate attack obtained by defense is enough to make any enemy facing the Elf Ranger feel sick in the stomach. Roland asked himself, the only one under his command who can withstand the Elf Ranger's Blade Dance skill without injury is the Dovinian Heavy Swordsman, and he can't even give it to him. When they charge up, the starting position of the Blade Dance skill before releasing it is to charge up. If they are allowed to charge up successfully, even the heavy armor of the Dovinian heavy swordsman will be cut open. As for wearing The Raglan Knights in standard plate armor are not at all difficult to kill, so who knows the attack power of the Elf Ranger!

The irregularly dancing curved blades flew up and down, and the half-orcs were constantly being dismembered by the extending sword rays of fighting spirit. The elf rangers with high morale were preparing to pursue the victory...

"Tsk~" After an explosion, a very fast black shadow got into the ranger's lineup.

"Poof!" The first few elf rangers who were penetrated by the black shadow exploded instantly, and the scattered corpses flew away...

"Puff~Puff~" The sound of flesh being torn apart was so clear! Nearly ten elves from the two tribes of Woodland, Star and Star were pierced by a crossbow gun and turned into a bunch of "candied haws"!

"Boom!" A strong force came, and the crossbow was directly nailed to the shield of a rushing infantry. The huge impact directly twisted his arm bones! The bone stubble protruding from the body makes people shudder.

"Damn it! Dragon-hunting crossbow!" Lance's pupils shrank! After shooting several rangers, it can still penetrate nearly ten rangers and still have enough power to nail into the tower shield. Only the Dragon Hunting Crossbow has this kind of power!

"Damn it!" Kaslo's pupils shrank as he was rushing to the battlefield! His body suddenly stagnated. Do you still have this damn dragon-hunting crossbow? When did the Dragon Hunting Crossbow become so worthless? How many cats and dogs can you afford? How does this make the dragon knights, flying dragon knights, sub-dragon knights and other sky knights live?

"Kardo! Pull up! Don't lean too far down! You can't carry that thing! Unless I put on adamantine dragon armor for you!" Kaslo, who felt Kaldor's unwillingness, said quickly, he was afraid of this stupid dragon As soon as his mind twitched, he went down to look for the bad luck of the Dragon Hunting Crossbow. You must know that the Dragon Clan is naturally disgusted with large crossbows such as the Dragon Hunting Crossbow. This can be seen from the fact that Kaldor stares at the city defense crossbow on Rapid City with an unkind expression every day. figure it out.

"Roar!" Kaldor breathed out and immediately climbed to a high altitude to hide in the clouds. Because the distance was too far, the violent wind element had turned into a gentle breeze when it reached the top of the orc's head.

"Flying dragon knight!" Bolger's eyes were fierce. Now it also has two dragon hunting crossbows. It has full hope of hunting this flying dragon. Unfortunately, his knight is too slippery and cannot succeed in one blow. Ma Yuandun is hiding in the clouds. , but restrained Bolger and the others.

"Fire alternately! See if you can lure that damn reptile down!" Bolger said gloomily.

"Scoff!" Another crossbow shot out, and the prepared elf rangers immediately moved away. Unfortunately, several elf rangers were still killed. Although their eyes caught the flying crossbow arrows, their bodies could not follow them. The speed of thinking...

"Hunting Moon!" A green moon and a blue moon rose, and Eovia and Thranduil rose up one after another, hunting elves with dragon hunting crossbows in front of them? What if the two elf kings didn't exist? With two flying crescent moons opening the way, the two furious sixth-level stalkers quickly rushed towards the direction of the crossbow attack, their broken limbs flying in all directions under the light of their swords.

"Oh? You don't talk about martial ethics! Is this dragon-hunting crossbow meant for people?" Verve's expression instantly twisted. Although he is not a branch of elf, he is also an elf and a sixth-level pursuer. Hunter, a fiery red crescent moon rose, and Verve, who was holding Manikati, also caught up with him tiptoeing.

Roland was immediately attracted by the movements of the three people, and then the corner of his mouth twitched. The half-orc opposite who was controlling the dragon hunting crossbow was so virtuous and capable! To be targeted by three sixth-level elf kings, I hope there are no elf kings in heaven...