"Clear the obstacles!" While the heavy crossbows were being scrambled by the stalkers, the royal guards could finally have their hands free to clean up the corpses in front of them.
"Quick! Push it down!" Several royal guards hiding behind the shield wall thrust their spears into the body of the troll body and then lifted it hard. The huge troll immediately rolled down.
"Squat down! Defend!" A shrill voice sounded, and a guard saw a few cold lights flashing in the distance.
"clang!"
"boom!"
"Boom!"
Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, three crossbow arrows came through the air and hit the shield wall hard. In an instant, the guards behind the shield wall staggered, and the hit part shook violently.
"Fuck! (A magical annual herb) can't get through it at all!" The guards who were placed on the bridge yelled again.
"Steady! Move slowly!" The royal guards were in a dilemma and could only move forward slowly, hoping to get close to the next troll corpse.
"They are moving forward!" Roland shouted in surprise, pointing at the royal guards moving quickly on the bridge.
"Yeah! Cover them!" Iovia narrowed her eyes and once again started fighting the giant crossbows on the opposite side.
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"The third one! There are four more!" The leading royal guard wiped the sweat from his head and exhaled a thick breath.
"Their attacks have become more ferocious!" The royal guards felt that the sounds outside their shield wall had become denser again.
"Don't worry! They can't break through us! We are a moving Great Wall with a hundred shield wall skills stacked up. Unless they come up with a really large dragon-hunting crossbow! Otherwise, they will never be able to break through our defense. Of course... push on
It doesn’t count!” The last humorous words made all the royal guards enjoy themselves.
"Hold on! Don't relax! Our people are suppressing them! They won't be proud for long!" The royal guards cheered one after another.
…
"Damn it! If I had known earlier, I should have let the Knights of Holy Glory rush in! They can't stop our knights from charging!" Roland looked crazy at the Royal Guards who were moving so fast on the stone bridge.
"You tell me how the knights can charge at this point? Even the peasants and knights without speed can use a manure fork to knock them off their horses!" Iovia pretended to be exaggerated. He pointed to Roland at the cramped bridge in front of him.
look.
"If a Nazgul blocks the door, that's another story..." Ormsk grinned.
"Wait...why don't you rush in first?" Roland suddenly realized that these sixth-level combatants are theoretically the ones who are easiest to open a breakthrough.
"Hey! They are either nobles or kings. They cannot spend time on such a low-level matter as exploring the road. If the Nazgul ambushes there to attack them, no one can stop the frontal attack of the three Nazgul.
"Bud quickly hugged Roland and whispered.
"This..." Roland was stunned, and then he realized that these are not the NPC data characters in the Lord of the Rings game. They are all living beings. As the top few people in Middle-earth, they have their own pride and
Value, like the player lords in the game, directly sending out sixth-level combat power to push forward, is difficult to achieve in real Middle-earth. Unless it is a critical moment of life and death, otherwise no nobles are willing to sacrifice themselves. After all,
Their lives are much nobler than those of ordinary soldiers.
"King Roland, we can't risk the possibility of an ambush by the Ringwraiths and forcefully enter the city." Eovia explained with a frown.
"Hey, kid, you have to learn to enter the role of a king. War is not a simple arithmetic problem. There are many aspects that need to be considered." Thranduil said meaningfully. In his eyes, Roland was simply too passionate.
Once he reaches his own level, he will understand that when a qualified ruler, it is the right thing to sacrifice some people to achieve his goals. He personally rolls up his sleeves and takes action, which depends on the occasion. At any time, one
It is unwise for a ruler to put himself in a dangerous situation, unless he has no other choice... Thranduil, who has lived for thousands of years, can see this very clearly.
"..." Ormsk closed his eyes and was extremely embarrassed. His lord, his own king... seemed to have not yet entered the role that a king should have. His mind was still stuck on the time when he was a small lord who commanded hundreds of people.
"Huh..." Roland sighed. To be honest, Roland, who grew up in modern times and lived a peaceful life, really couldn't achieve his goal by sacrificing his subordinates to them who could easily sacrifice themselves, and this was obviously avoidable...
"We can't wait any longer!" Roland gritted his teeth as he looked at the rickety shield wall. He clearly understood that the royal guards wearing heavy equipment had to bear the attack of a giant crossbow that could pierce dragon scales.
The consumption is so terrifying. If they don't think of a way, they will have no other possibility except being defeated in pieces. You must know that the enemies in Dol Gudori have also become smarter. They concentrated their giant crossbows and only attacked the few in the front.
area, and now the Royal Guards on the other side are only less than an arm's length away from the outside of the bridge.
"Assemble the Knights!" Roland shouted at Ormsk.
"Your Highness..." Ormsk was stunned.
"Execute the order!" Roland narrowed his eyes, and a pressure from King Lagrand filled the air.
"Assemble! Knights of the Order! Assemble!" Ormsk shouted.
"Knights! Our brothers are trapped on the bridge and cannot move any further. They are about to be shot off the cliff by the orcs! Do we allow it?"
"No!" the Raglan knights of the Holy Glory Knights shouted hoarsely.
"Very good! For the glory of the knight! Charge!" Roland raised his dragon-slaying sword and pointed it at the bridge.
"kill!"
"For the glory of knights!"
"Long live Raglan!"
"Are they crazy?" Eovia looked at the knights rushing towards the narrow stone bridge in horror.
"They are sending themselves to death!" Thranduil's face changed wildly.
"Roland! You can't do this! You are asking them to commit suicide!" Bard shouted angrily at the galloping knights.
"Oh! Beard on top!" The dwarves covered their eyes.
"Madman!" Bai Yi muttered.
"Your Highness... fight!" Ormsk wanted to hold Roland back, but how could he keep Roland as the team charged? The Knights under the Glory skill - invincible! After seeing that there was no hope of staying, Ormsk gritted his teeth.
He sped up and rushed forward, instantly surpassing everyone and becoming the first place.
"The python is wrapped around the vine!" Roland suddenly tore open a scroll and released a wood war magic stored in it.
Vines as thick as giant pythons grew from under the feet. The dense vines instantly wrapped around the stone bridge and followed the charging pace of the knights. Then they bypassed the royal guards blocking the middle and spread to the other end.
"Kill!" Omsk breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this and instantly felt an opportunity. He took the lead and stepped onto the road paved with vines and rushed towards the opposite side.
"Come!" Bud's eyes widened.
"Kill! Rush in! Capture Dol Guldur!" Thranduil was also shocked by this wave of operations, good guy! Start with war magic!
"Kill! Enter the city!"
…
"clang!"
"Boom!"
Several roaring crossbow arrows were easily resisted by the knights in a state of glory, and they were not even able to slow down their speed. In just a few seconds, Ormsk was the first to set foot on the land across the bridge, officially