The plain between the Red River and the Swift River was originally an inaccessible wasteland, but it was named Lagrang Plain soon after, and a small hill in this plain was given the name of Lagrang Hill. This is to commemorate the turning point that changed the war in the north of Middle-earth - the Battle of Lagrand Plains.
At this time, Roland was in the shock of encountering the orcs unexpectedly. He looked around and saw the small hill at a glance.
"All the infantry quickly occupied that hill! You obey Vervill's orders! Kaslow, you are responsible for destroying the Orc's long-range troops! The knights follow me!" Roland raised his steel lance and left the team.
"Wait..." Verwey's face was stunned. He had never commanded an army of nearly a thousand people. At this moment, he was stunned.
"Believe in yourself! It's like believing in the sword in your hand!" Roland interrupted him and threw a space ring to Vervill.
"There are 100,000 arrows here! Don't save it! Let go of the shooting!"
The knights of the Holy Glory Knights rushed to his side and surrounded him. The crimson flames of war formed together, and the Ring of Glory in Roland's hand shone brightly.
"The whole army is in formation! Arrow front formation!" Roland shouted loudly.
Horses' hooves clapped on the ground, and soon the knights formed a charge formation with Roland and Renault as the forwards.
Here, the mud legs of a group of infantrymen successfully climbed up the mound, and looking at the boundless orcs in the distance are rushing in frantically, it seems that they are also marching all the way.
The Dovinian heavy swordsmen were the first to line up. They inserted the steel tower shield heavily into the ground and released the skill shield wall at the same time. Then the Batenian archers came behind them, untied the quiver and put it on the side of the leg, Verwey and the elf rangers followed closely, and Verwey took all the arrows directly from the ring. Coming out and piling up in the middle, the light infantry with the largest number stood in two rows with wooden tower shields to defend the flanks, while the other light infantry took down their bows and prepared to shoot. The guards of Lagrang City held up their shields to protect the rear, and a huge circular shield wall suddenly stood on the hill.
…
"Sir, a human army has been discovered ahead!" A half-orc quickly reported.
"Hmm! It seems that the whereabouts have indeed been leaked!" Onaville said angrily.
He drove the warg under his crotch to the front of the team, and the half-orcs shivered with fright. Onaville did not pay attention to these incompetent half-orcs, but carefully observed the humans who stood in his way. army.
"More than a thousand people? Which human lord sent reinforcements?" Onaville became curious. These people seemed to be well-equipped. If they couldn't handle it, he would definitely be hurt. The wealth that he had worked so hard to accumulate, but when he thought of Sauron's promise, all his scruples were immediately thrown into the air.
"I smell fear!" Onaville roared and mobilized his men.
"Take off their heads! Dedicate the victory to me!" Onaville pointed with his warhammer.
Suddenly the earth trembled, and the charge launched by more than 7,000 orcs was absolutely devastating visually! Although they are only the worst-equipped half-orcs in the wasteland, once the number reaches the threshold, quantitative changes will cause qualitative changes.
"Ang!" An angry dragon roared, and Caslo, who had been waiting in the clouds for a long time, swooped down on Kaldor.
Just when the orcs charged, the archers of the orcs were clearly out of touch with the troops in front, and nearly 2,000 orcs with various bows and arrows were hanging behind the large troops.
"Hey~" Dozens of blood columns suddenly appeared in the sky, and the crowded archers were simply the best living targets for the Aerial Knights.
"Roar!" The breath of a wind element blade was spewed out by the flying dragon. After flying for a few seconds, the wind element that lost the restraint of the dragon's power suddenly erupted. Hundreds of small wind blades splattered in all directions, and they penetrated the body! They split the armor! They rip muscles! They destroy weapons!
"Damn it! Sauron, you didn't say that the other party has flying dragons!" Oneville roared angrily.
"Bang!" A huge cyan wind blade swept over his head in an instant, and Onaville hurriedly ducked to avoid the wind blade that almost slapped him, but the banner behind him was not so lucky. Folded, fell straight down.
"Bring a bow!" Seeing the flying dragon passing more than ten meters above his head, the angry Onaville obviously lost his mind.
He held a huge iron bow in his hand, an enchanted armor-piercing arrow was placed on the bow, and he slowly pulled the bow...
"Boom!" A crisp sound!
"Ow!" Kaldor, the four-legged dragon flying at an altitude of several hundred meters, suddenly swirled and fell to the ground.
"It's impossible!" Roland just saw this scene.
In fact, half of Onaville's body is of elf blood, and his mother is a kidnapped elf... It can be said that he is an alternative half-elf, which can be seen from his appearance, he does not Like other orcs with long grins, his appearance is a little softer, compared to other orcs, he is much more pleasing to the eye.
The blood of the elf gave him excellent eyesight and archery skills, and with the iron bow and the enchanted armor-piercing arrow, he could create the above scene.
"Ang!" An angry dragon roar resounded through the sky! Just when he was about to hit the ground, Caldo successfully adjusted his posture and flew into the sky despite the severe pain.
"Huh!" Roland let out a long breath. He thought that the scene of the dragon knight's blood spilling into the sky in his memory would appear again. Fortunately, thanks to the thick dragon armor, the arrow failed to penetrate the vital point.
"Go to hell! Choppy!" The dragon's voice sounded, and the huge blue tornado covered the place where Onaville had just stood, and the orcs were in a mess!
"For the glory of the knights! Charge!" Roland led the knights to start a trot, and the crisp sound of horse hooves should even surpass the wailing of the orcs.
"Boom boom boom!" Soon the sound of the horse's hooves gradually increased, and the sound gradually rolled into the ears like thunder.
"Glory!"
"Pity!"
"Justice!"
"Loyalty!"
"Brotherhood!"
"Guard!"
"brave!"
"Humble!"
The skills representing the spirit of chivalry were released one by one, and instantly the momentum of the knights continued to rise. The flames of war covered the armors and war horses of the knights, and 102 knights bravely rushed towards the panicked orcs.
"For the homeland!"
"For the people!"
"For Lagrang!"
In the cries of the knights, the orcs in front felt a fatal threat, and immediately stopped moving forward. A bunch of orcs crowded together in a mess, but they did not know that they provided the best conditions for the charging knights.
"Knights!"
"The Knights of Humanity!"
Under the unbelievable gaze of the orcs, Roland led the knights of the Holy Glory Knights to slap the orcs' team fiercely.
"kill!"
The plain between the Red River and the Swift River was originally an inaccessible wasteland, but it was named Lagrang Plain soon after, and a small hill in this plain was given the name of Lagrang Hill. This is to commemorate the turning point that changed the war in the north of Middle-earth - the Battle of Lagrand Plains.
At this time, Roland was in the shock of encountering the orcs unexpectedly. He looked around and saw the small hill at a glance.
"All the infantry quickly occupied that hill! You obey Vervill's orders! Kaslow, you are responsible for destroying the Orc's long-range troops! The knights follow me!" Roland raised his steel lance and left the team.
"Wait..." Verwey's face was stunned. He had never commanded an army of nearly a thousand people. At this moment, he was stunned.
"Believe in yourself! It's like believing in the sword in your hand!" Roland interrupted him and threw a space ring to Vervill.
"There are 100,000 arrows here! Don't save it! Let go of the shooting!"
The knights of the Holy Glory Knights rushed to his side and surrounded him. The crimson flames of war formed together, and the Ring of Glory in Roland's hand shone brightly.
"The whole army is in formation! Arrow front formation!" Roland shouted loudly.
Horses' hooves clapped on the ground, and soon the knights formed a charge formation with Roland and Renault as the forwards.
Here, the mud legs of a group of infantrymen successfully climbed up the mound, and looking at the boundless orcs in the distance are rushing in frantically, it seems that they are also marching all the way.
The Dovinian heavy swordsmen were the first to line up. They inserted the steel tower shield heavily into the ground and released the skill shield wall at the same time. Then the Batenian archers came behind them, untied the quiver and put it on the side of the leg, Verwey and the elf rangers followed closely, and Verwey took all the arrows directly from the ring. Coming out and piling up in the middle, the light infantry with the largest number stood in two rows with wooden tower shields to defend the flanks, while the other light infantry took down their bows and prepared to shoot. The guards of Lagrang City held up their shields to protect the rear, and a huge circular shield wall suddenly stood on the hill.
…
"Sir, a human army has been discovered ahead!" A half-orc quickly reported.
"Hmm! It seems that the whereabouts have indeed been leaked!" Onaville said angrily.
He drove the warg under his crotch to the front of the team, and the half-orcs shivered with fright. Onaville did not pay attention to these incompetent half-orcs, but carefully observed the humans who stood in his way. army.
"More than a thousand people? Which human lord sent reinforcements?" Onaville became curious. These people seemed to be well-equipped. If they couldn't handle it, he would definitely be hurt. The wealth that he had worked so hard to accumulate, but when he thought of Sauron's promise, all his scruples were immediately thrown into the air.
"I smell fear!" Onaville roared and mobilized his men.
"Take off their heads! Dedicate the victory to me!" Onaville pointed with his warhammer.
Suddenly the earth trembled, and the charge launched by more than 7,000 orcs was absolutely devastating visually! Although they are only the worst-equipped half-orcs in the wasteland, once the number reaches the threshold, quantitative changes will cause qualitative changes.
"Ang!" An angry dragon roared, and Caslo, who had been waiting in the clouds for a long time, swooped down on Kaldor.
Just when the orcs charged, the archers of the orcs were clearly out of touch with the troops in front, and nearly 2,000 orcs with various bows and arrows were hanging behind the large troops.
"Hey~" Dozens of blood columns suddenly appeared in the sky, and the crowded archers were simply the best living targets for the Aerial Knights.
"Roar!" The breath of a wind element blade was spewed out by the flying dragon. After flying for a few seconds, the wind element that lost the restraint of the dragon's power suddenly erupted. Hundreds of small wind blades splattered in all directions, and they penetrated the body! They split the armor! They rip muscles! They destroy weapons!
"Damn it! Sauron, you didn't say that the other party has flying dragons!" Oneville roared angrily.
"Bang!" A huge cyan wind blade swept over his head in an instant, and Onaville hurriedly ducked to avoid the wind blade that almost slapped him, but the banner behind him was not so lucky. Folded, fell straight down.
"Bring a bow!" Seeing the flying dragon passing more than ten meters above his head, the angry Onaville obviously lost his mind.
He held a huge iron bow in his hand, an enchanted armor-piercing arrow was placed on the bow, and he slowly pulled the bow...
"Boom!" A crisp sound!
"Ow!" Kaldor, the four-legged dragon flying at an altitude of several hundred meters, suddenly swirled and fell to the ground.
"It's impossible!" Roland just saw this scene.
In fact, half of Onaville's body is of elf blood, and his mother is a kidnapped elf... It can be said that he is an alternative half-elf, which can be seen from his appearance, he does not Like other orcs with long grins, his appearance is a little softer, compared to other orcs, he is much more pleasing to the eye.
The blood of the elf gave him excellent eyesight and archery skills, and with the iron bow and the enchanted armor-piercing arrow, he could create the above scene.
"Ang!" An angry dragon roar resounded through the sky! Just when he was about to hit the ground, Caldo successfully adjusted his posture and flew into the sky despite the severe pain.
"Huh!" Roland let out a long breath. He thought that the scene of the dragon knight's blood spilling into the sky in his memory would appear again. Fortunately, thanks to the thick dragon armor, the arrow failed to penetrate the vital point.
"Go to hell! Choppy!" The dragon's voice sounded, and the huge blue tornado covered the place where Onaville had just stood, and the orcs were in a mess!
"For the glory of the knights! Charge!" Roland led the knights to start a trot, and the crisp sound of horse hooves should even surpass the wailing of the orcs.
"Boom boom boom!" Soon the sound of the horse's hooves gradually increased, and the sound gradually rolled into the ears like thunder.
"Glory!"
"Pity!"
"Justice!"
"Loyalty!"
"Brotherhood!"
"Guard!"
"brave!"
"Humble!"
The skills representing the spirit of chivalry were released one by one, and instantly the momentum of the knights continued to rise. The flames of war covered the armors and war horses of the knights, and 102 knights bravely rushed towards the panicked orcs.
"For the homeland!"
"For the people!"
"For Lagrang!"
In the cries of the knights, the orcs in front felt a fatal threat, and immediately stopped moving forward. A bunch of orcs crowded together in a mess, but they did not know that they provided the best conditions for the charging knights.
"Knights!"
"The Knights of Humanity!"
Under the unbelievable gaze of the orcs, Roland led the knights of the Holy Glory Knights to slap the orcs' team fiercely.
"kill!"
