Lao Shanlong!
As its name suggests, it has a giant dragon as big as a mountain.
Its main feature is its overwhelming size, with a huge spire-like horn standing on the tip of its nose, and its carapace is covered with ferocious thorns, extending from its slender neck to its long tail.
When on all fours, the body is about 70 meters long and 13 meters high. Just walking can shake the earth. With its huge size and extremely fast movement speed, when walking, everything around it will be destroyed by the earthquake-like impact.
Therefore, it is called a 'walking natural disaster'!
When the Laoshan Dragon transformed by Russell stood up with its strong hind limbs supporting its body, everyone on the Palano Plain looked over in silence.
It's too huge. When such a huge body rushes into the battlefield, it is a devastating blow to either orcs or humans.
"Dragon!?"
"Then...is that a dragon?"
"It's impossible. The last dragon died in River Valley Town. There are no dragons left in Middle-earth..."
"The records are all lies. There is obviously a giant dragon!"
"..."
The plain was dead silent for a moment, and then exploded. In Middle-earth, dragons are the symbol of invincibility. The orc phalanx closest to Russell was defeated. After marveling, his body and mind were filled with fear, and he headed towards both sides of the plain and the royal capital Minas. Tiris runs for his life.
Rumble————
Russell's transformed Laoshan Dragon stepped on the ground with its forelimbs and moved forward with all four limbs instead. At this moment, the roar became extremely violent, as if the entire earth was shaking.
The terrifying figure as big as a hill is coming, how can the flesh and blood of the orcs stop it. Those who were beaten to pulp by a claw died tragically, but they were dead. Those who were unlucky had their muscles and bones broken by a slight rub, and they fell to the ground and wailed for a long time before dying in pain.
Because of his huge body, the impact and movement brought with it strong wind pressure, and he could cause huge damage without deliberately attacking. Russell simply worked hard and rampaged all the way on the plain, overturning catapults. Wherever the orcs gathered, he would attack Where to drill.
Over the Paliano Plains, shrill screams could be heard endlessly. Looking down from a high altitude, the orcs' military formation, which was as square as a piece of tofu, was shapeless. There were black spots running for life and self-rescue everywhere. It was a mess, like an anteater. The beast burst into the ant nest.
"What are you doing? Can you outrun the dragon on two legs? Get your weapons and go back to your formation!"
The leader of the Orc Legion rode a warg and led a squad of a hundred people to slaughter with swords. He used the bloodiest means to suppress the riots and gathered the remaining troops in a corner of the battlefield to rearrange their formation.
"Turn the catapult around and aim at the dragon. A dragon that can't fly is just a bigger living target. There's nothing to be afraid of!"
Although this orc leader had limited hands and feet, he had a high prestige among the soldiers, and he gathered thousands of troops in a short time.
Russell stood up and saw this scene, raised his head and let out a high-pitched dragon roar, which resounded through the sky like thunder, startling the thousands of orcs to fight between two groups, and there was a hint of a tendency to collapse again.
"Asshole, whoever dares to take a step back, I will kill him now."
Seeing the charging Russell, the leader's eyes twitched, he suppressed the fear in his heart and drove the warg to the front.
"Aim the catapult!"
"put!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three huge rocks were thrown up high, the leftmost one hit the air, and the remaining two hit the thorns on Russell's back directly.
Bang!
There were two muffled sounds, and the huge rock shattered in response, unable to even make Russell pause.
Each scale of the Longshan Dragon has the hardness of a rock, and the gray hard shell is really the same as a mountain rock, but in fact, the hard shell is far harder than the rock.
During their long lifespan, the scales absorbed dust, ore particles and other substances floating in the atmosphere, making the horny shell contain a large amount of metal components.
This is a moving iron lump, a big killer on the battlefield!
"Archers prepare, aim at the dragon's eyes..."
"put!"
Seeing that the catapult was useless, the military formation behind him became impetuous again. The leader of the orc army hurriedly gave an order. He knew that if he didn't do something, the army on the plain would really be doomed.
The arrow rain struck, and the Laoshan Dragon transformed by Russell opened his bloody mouth and let out a terrifying roar that shocked all living things.
A hurricane rolled up on the ground, and hundreds of arrows seemed to have been pierced into the mire. After a stalemate for half a second, they all bounced out and landed in the military formation, screaming again and again.
The archers in the front row were blown down by the hurricane, and blood was bleeding from their mouths. They were obviously seriously injured. As for the legion leader, he sat motionless on the warg in a daze. If he looked in another direction, he could see that both he and the warg were bleeding from their orifices and were shaken to death by the roar.
Russell didn't know that he had killed the local general, and his vision was different. There were ants everywhere, and he couldn't tell which ants were uglier and which ones were uglier.
He stood upright on his hind legs, trampling the Orc leader and Warg into bloody foam, and then swept across with his huge long tail. Wherever he passed, large areas of Orcs were smashed into pieces and exploded into pieces of flesh.
The long tail swept again, and the orcs heard only a roaring explosion, a black shadow came, and they knew nothing in the next second.
After beating most of the thousands of orcs to death, Russell ignored the rest of the deserters and rushed towards the next crowded gathering place. Probably because he thought it wasn't lethal enough, he rolled sideways to the ground and rolled over.
The seventy-meter-long metal mountain rolled on the ground. The scene was once hard to watch. Amid the rumbling vibrations, the orcs screamed even more horribly.
The dragon has been gaining power in Middle-earth for a long time, and the orcs can't muster any fighting spirit to resist. Less than two minutes after Russell entered the battlefield, he disintegrated the will of the Mordor army to the point of collapse.
On the walls of the royal capital, the defenders were dumbfounded. This giant dragon that was ravaging the battlefield and making the orcs cry for their fathers and mothers seemed to be... one of their own! ?
The crushing killings made people's blood boil with excitement, and they couldn't help but want to scream, but the soldiers and civilians guarding the city did not dare, because they were afraid that they would guess wrong.
Maybe this giant dragon was not one of our own, but happened to be passing by, and he came over to take a few steps when he saw someone fighting.
Therefore, it is safer to remain silent. If it is really not one of our own, shouting and shouting attracts the attention of the dragon, who can stop it from destroying the royal capital!
On the other side of the iceberg, Gandalf and the Witch King of Angmar were both stunned when they saw the old mountain dragon rolling around.
"What's going on? There are actually dragons alive in Middle-earth?"
The Witch King was astonished. During the War of the Gods, Sauron's immediate superior, Morgoth, created a dragon army. He felt that the dragon in front of him was most likely a descendant of a certain dragon, just like Smaug.
"Perhaps, we can win over it!"
The Witch King of Angmar did not see Russell's transformation, so he made some rigorous deductions and felt that he could take Lao Shanlong for his own use.
And Gandalf...
Although he also didn't see Russell transform, Baipao's intuition told him that Lao Shanlong was Russell, and the way he rolled around to kill enemies was so coquettish that ordinary dragons couldn't look down on him.
