"Work harder! We are already halfway over! If we walk for a while, we will reach the other side of the Misty Mountains!" Balin encouraged the soldiers who were sweating profusely.
The evening breeze in early summer was very cool. In the evening, the life-loving dwarves had already set up camp, set up countless bonfires, and started having a joyful dinner. At this moment, the Lagrand army was still struggling. Piles were driven into the ground to create parapets.
"Would you like some, King Roland?" Balin Yangyang smiled at Roland with the wine bottle in his hand.
"No, we can't drink while we are marching and fighting. I need to set an example!" Roland shook his head.
"That's such a pity, you don't have this blessing anymore..." Balin shook his head regretfully.
"I hope tonight is a peaceful night. I don't want to play whack-a-mole with the damn goblins!" Roland gritted his teeth. He had to say that the specialty goblins of the Misty Mountains were awesome! They can't be killed no matter how hard they try, and they can't be killed cleanly no matter how hard they try. These damn goblins have been harassing them a lot these past few nights. Although their attacks are far inferior to those of trolls, to be honest, they just ignore them. For a while, I was helpless against these heavily armored warriors, but they were so noisy! Chirping, each one used his broken gong voice to scream in the dark night. Anyway, Roland has been suffering from dark circles under his eyes for the past few days.
"Goblin?" Balin's face became strange. He remembered Roland's "friendly side" towards the goblins again! The dismemberment, the immortal caressing the head, and the dismemberment of the body with random blades were all trivial matters, which most annoyed Balin. What impressed me most was that King Roland, with a warm smile on his face, stabbed a goblin who disturbed his sleep hundreds of times under the firelight. The knife missed the vital part, and the guy howled all night before he lost blood. Death from too much. From then on, everyone knew that Roland was very angry when he got up, so angry that he would kill people in his dreams.
"I hope there are no blind people to disturb your sleep at night!" Balin said decisively, but don't come again. Originally, the dwarf was able to fall asleep with his strong nerves, but under the wails of the Goblin who was tortured by Roland, he fell asleep. Everyone can only listen to the unlucky guy "singing" with red eyes in the middle of the night.
"Your Highness, roasted hare!" Kaslo came up and handed Roland a large and plump roasted hare. The plump fat dripped down the limbs and dripped to the ground. The rich spice smell made Bahrain's index fingers lick.
"Rabbits are so cute, how can you eat rabbits?" Roland looked at the roasted rabbit in his hand in surprise, thinking that it must have been a cute little guy when he was alive.
"Hmm! It smells so good! Here, some more chili pepper, the taste is a bit bland!" Roland still did not escape the law of true fragrance after all. I have to say that this bunny is cuter after death, and it warms the heart and stomach!
Looking at the upright Roland, Balin couldn't help but feel a chill. What made the originally innocent King Roland become like this? Is it the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality? Or is it the trauma of war?
"Ouch~" Suddenly a long and long wolf howl came faintly from the distance, which made the faces of the leaders who were still chatting suddenly change.
"Balin! Did you hear that?" Roland said nervously.
"Honor Turin, I will remember their voices until I die!" Balin said through gritted teeth. ….
"Dragon God! Is that the howl of the Gambarda warg?" Kaslo's heart tightened.
"The Wolf Cavalry is the vanguard of the orcs. Did an army of orcs come out of Gambada Fortress? Why did they come to the Misty Mountains? Attack Rivendell?" Ormsk asked in confusion.
"Map!" Roland ordered hurriedly.
Roland's face changed as he spread out the map. There was no area in the entire Misty Mountains worthy of attack by the orcs, except for Rivendell! But it’s still questionable whether Sauron can break it in person. Since you are not coming for Rivendell, then... you should be coming for them?
"Oh my God, have our whereabouts been exposed? Do the orcs already know our plan to attack Moria?" Roland exclaimed. Roland relied on strong troops and horses along the way, and he didn't even think about hiding his whereabouts. He subconsciously believed that the orcs, who were dead and wounded, were unable to stop them. After all, no one in the original novel intercepted Bahrain's expeditionary force, but the butterfly effect should have happened. The orcs would tear them apart even if they didn't lick their wounds!
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"It's broken! The dragon flag!" Kaslo seemed to remember something and looked up. Sure enough, the Laglan dragon flag with golden tassels and exquisite patterns was fluttering in the wind.
"Asshole! We forgot to change the flag!" Ormsk beat his head in frustration.
"What happened?" Roland had a bad premonition.
"Your Highness, atone for your sins... We forgot to replace your royal flag. They must have recognized the royal flag and came here!" Ormsk closed his eyes and said in pain.
"Poof!" Roland almost spit out a mouthful of blood. How special is this? People in Middle-earth have never studied Sun Tzu’s Art of War? Never seen Thirty-Six Strategies? Do you really dare to send troops just by looking at a flag? Roland suddenly had many pictures of fishing and law enforcement and the purpose of his king's flag in his mind.
"My beard! You actually marched all the way under the king's flag?" Balin suddenly burst into tears. He thought it was him who had the problem, but he didn't expect that the problem was with his allies!
"It should be the survivors of the Gushan War who passed the news back. After all, they have their own civilization. It's not strange to spy on intelligence!" Roland shook his head and sighed. He could only face the matter at this point.
"It seems we were targeted as soon as we set off!" Roland smiled mockingly to himself. Orcs' time is very good! If they arrived late, they could directly ask for help from Rivendell or dive in. If they arrived early, they could cross the upper reaches of the Anduin River and escape, but now they are stuck in a place with no village in front and no store in the back. Forced to challenge.
"Orcs are not scary! We have killed so many of them! Let's kill them again tonight!" Roland said with a murderous look in his eyes.
"No, no, no, I'm more afraid of the Ringwraiths than the Orcs..." Ormsk expressed his worries.
"..." Roland.
"We are in trouble... Your Highness, look at the moon setting!" Kaslo pointed to the sky, where the bright moon was disappearing into the clouds little by little, and the bright moonlight was getting darker and darker.
"Yueluo!" Roland frowned.
"Bahrain! Ask your people to merge with my people in the camp! Strengthen patrols! Wear armor when resting! Also! Light a bonfire every 100 meters a hundred steps away from the camp!" Roland said.
"I follow your command!" Balin said decisively.
"Quick! Guys! It's so colorful tonight! We may have to fight the orcs for our lives!" Roland shouted, cursing his bad luck in his heart. How many nights had he not rested? Either a troll or a goblin! Now even the orcs are coming to join in the fun? Clay figurines still have a third part of their earthy nature! Roland, whose eyelids were twitching, just wanted to kill someone to vent his anger.
"Let me see if you can still remember the legion that went upstream at the foot of the Lonely Mountain!" Roland gritted his teeth. When he raised his head again, tears were streaming down his face. He once again recalled the figures of the group advancing bravely against the current. And that blue torrent...
The rapid flow... is eternal! .
Dragon God Gan Xia
