"Today... maybe no one survives, but history will remember you and me! We have adhered to our glory and faith!" Roland stared at every Lagrangian people.

"Maybe! Lagrang's flag will eventually fall! Maybe! The empire can never be revived! Maybe! People will forget your and my names! But today I hope you will charge with me! rush to hell with me! rush to death! rush to the end of the world!" Roland roared.

"For the glory of the empire! Kill!" Roland raised the Dragon Sword and everyone was immediately excited.

"Blow the horn of war! Tell the miscellaneous people below... Lagrand's emperor is here!" Roland turned his head gently and looked at Caslo.

"Here!" Caslo lowered his head respectfully and took out a war dragon horn from his arms. This thing was a strange thing Roland got signed in and could greatly increase his morale. After Roland got it, he threw it to Caslo.

"Hmm~" Unlike the crispness of the elves' horn sound, the high sound of the dwarf's horn sound, a very penetrating bass sound penetrated the entire battlefield, and even Azog on Raven Ridge narrowed his eyes.

"Konggong!" The dull footsteps resounded throughout the battlefield with the low horns.

In the east under the sunshine, a dazzling light shines, and figures appear on the hills under the sunshine. A huge red-bottomed golden dragon flag flutters in the wind...

"Well? Who are they?" Azog spoke in confusion.

"This is... Lord Lagrand? Roland?" Bud, who was struggling to hold on an observation deck, saw the extremely recognizable flag in the distance at a glance.

"Oh! It's Mr. Roland!" Bilber also recognized the dragon flag.

"There is still hope for this battle. The mysterious lord finally came with the army..." Gandalf smiled with a smile on his eyes. It was obvious that he had predicted something before, and now he was sure.

"Roland! They are still alive!" The dwarfs in the city of Irube waved to the east excitedly.

"Who are they?" Serandoy looked at the strange flag.

"Ahhh! Children! Reinforcements have arrived!" Iron Foot Dai Yin roared at the moving steel forests.

...

"Here we are..." Renault suddenly sang in a low voice.

Roland, who was riding on the war horse, was stunned. Then he remembered that in order to pay tribute to the entire Hobbit and Lord of the Rings series, the official of the Rings game purchased the copyright of "Star Sky" as Lagrang's war song. Since then, this song on the battlefield has been accompanied by Lagrang's soldiers...

"Riding the sky,Painting the night with sun..." At this time, the knights beside them also spoke slowly.

The war horse under his crotch moved slowly with the singing, and the sound of horse hooves gradually became lighter. Finally, under the leadership of Roland and Renault, 100 Lagrang Knights rode wildly. The sacred halo enveloped them. The sacred halo released by the two paladins together enveloped the entire Knights. At the same time, they also waved to put sacred motivation on the Rapid Infantry and Batanian Shooters.

Gradually... As the distance between the Knights and others became farther and farther, the Badanian archers riding war horses behind them were exposed. The archers rode heavily armed Sharmas with mitral bows and stared at the back of the Knights. As the war songs, the Badanian archers rode their horses around the sides, and finally revealed the archian infantry lined up in a row of 30 people and 10 people. Accompanied by the archers, they ran down from the mountain with shields and stern guns.

Amid countless pairs of eyes with fear, a dragon roar resounded through the sky and even overwhelmed the passionate singing on the battlefield... The Dragon Knight Caslo joined!

"Giant dragon! No! It's a four-legged flying dragon!" Seranduyi looked at the flying dragon with a dragon saddle on his back in surprise.

"Up!" The sharp storm blade was spit out by the wind dragon. The twisted wind element exploded as soon as it landed, leaving a path of flesh and blood for dozens of meters long on the ground.

"Kill!" In the rain of arrows, the knights led by Roland slapped the orcs on the flanks of the orcs in a wall-like charge. The hurriedly organized defense line was destroyed by the knights' rifles. At least 200 orcs' corpses were hung on the 102 rifles.

The iron hooves trampled wildly, and the orcs wailed to become dead souls under the edge of the Knights, plasma, internal organs, meat scraps... covered the knights' helmets. Roland looked through the helmets as if the whole world had turned red, but the Knights were still rushing forward frantically under the guidance of horsepower... There were even nearly 10 orcs still twitching corpses on the knights' rifle. The knights discarded the heavy rifle without caring, drew out the long sword from their waists and crossed them in front of them. The Knights were still charging...

"Boom!" With a blast, Caslo dived from the sky with a dragon spear in his hand. The battle aura was compressed into a sharp edge on the tip of his spear. He pointed at a group of half-orcs holding shields on the ground. The terrifying wind attribute dragon battle aura directly exploded the "turtle shell". The wind element that had lost its constraints raged the orcs' body. They smashed their flesh and bones, tore up the iron armor and shields...

"No!" Azog, who witnessed all this on Raven Ridge, roared angrily. The dwarf who was originally forced into a desperate situation regrouped with the help of this sudden army and once again stabilized his position.

In the sky, Caslo still swooped down from time to time, giving the wind blades and dragon spears filled with the blessings of the Lagrang people to the orc friends below.

The obscure dragon voice sounded, and the wandering wind elements gathered towards the dragon under Caslo...

"Do not to escape! Dragon Word Magic!" Serandoy, who was under Caslo, looked at the familiar scene and shouted at everyone.

The humans and elves who heard the reminder of Thrandui were drilling into the house, and a huge tornado was blown out by the four-legged wind dragon with its wings. This strange blue tornado was the most powerful of the simple dragon-word magic mastered by Caslo's dragon! Under the guidance of the dragon's mind, this tornado swept horizontally beside the walls of the River Valley City, and countless orcs were swept into the tornado. This tornado was essentially formed by countless high-speed wind blades and free wind elements. The orcs involved were shattered one after another. Until the tornado dissipated, the original green tornado had turned blood red... Countless meat foam fell from the sky with the tornado.

At this moment, Roland had already cut through the orc army that attacked the dwarves as the Knights, and the entire orc army was cut through from left to right. At least thousands of orcs died under their iron hooves. The price paid by the entire Knights was less than a quarter of the fighting spirit.

"Change! Go again!" Roland shouted at the orc who was rushing in like a tide again.

...

"Burn the page for me,I cannot erase the time of sleep,I cannot be loved so set me free,I cannot deliver you your love..." With the passionate war songs, the rushing infantrymen crashed into the army of orcs. For a moment, there were screaming orcs everywhere. After the rushing infantrymen in front handed out their horse-rejecting guns, they were always accompanied by a bunch of fishy black blood when they were taken back. They sang the war songs passionately, crossing the dying orcs on the ground and constantly advancing. They were as fast as they were flowing! They were fearless! They were invincible!

Badanian archers protected the fragile temple guarding priest Ivy hanging behind the rushing infantry. All they had to do was to clear out the orcs that were rushing to their flanks. They successfully suppressed the orcs on both sides with their precise archery and extremely fast speed of fire.

The Holy Light Knights who came back again met the Qiliu Army formation that was pouring out like a rush. Roland swung his sword and cut over several orcs and issued an order to the Qiliu infantry.

"Come to River Valley City quickly!" Roland said coldly.

"Here!" The rushing infantrymen followed the gap that the knights fought out and rushed out to the river valley city before the orcs could even get around.

Roland thought about this carefully. With the maneuvering pull of the Knights, the Badanian archers' riding and shooting guerrillas and the Dragon Knight who mastered air supremacy can quickly stabilize the situation on the dwarf side. After all, what the dwarf lacks is the output unit rather than the melee shield unit, but the humans and the elves coalition in River Valley City are different. Roland saw a large number of elves' corpses. Once the elves' archers are approached by the thick-skinned orcs, it can be regarded as a disaster... The squirrels can effectively make up for the lack of elves' melee units.

"Boom boom boom boom~" A rushing sound came from the direction of Raven Ridge.

"Sir! The reinforcements of the orcs have arrived! At least 20,000 people!" Caslo, who was flying high and looked away, quickly swept past Roland and left this sentence for a short time. He pulled the dragon saddle and flew towards the Raven Ridge.

"And!" Amid the angry dragon roar, Caslo rode the flying dragon and fought with the war bats of Gondaba.

"Brothers! Form a formation! Stop them!" Looking at the orcs pouring down like a torrent, the speeding infantry changed their direction of progress. They wanted to use the body of mortals to block the orcs' army from gathering...

"Bang!" The huge stone wall was smashed open by the golden bell, and the king at the foot of the mountain finally got rid of the curse of the evil dragon.

"Kill!" Thorin Oak Shield rushed out first, and the other dwarves followed closely.
Chapter completed!