"There's big trouble in the north! How can a place as big as the Lonely Mountain be paid attention to by Old Man Sauron! The army of Mordor is already here!" Roland was thinking on Kaslo's dragon's back.
Thousands.
"Sir, relax, everything will pass! The glory of Lagrand bless you and me!" Kaslow turned his head and comforted.
"Well, actually, even if the elves join the war, our winning rate is not high!" Roland pondered for a moment and said.
"Why?" Kasluo was puzzled. Now Roland can raise an army of 800 people. White Wing can also raise an army of 500 people. Iron Qiuling can raise an army of more than 1,000 people. Thorin can raise an army of more than 1,000 people.
With an army of nearly 2,000 dwarves, Bard of River Valley City can grit his teeth and squeeze out 500 people. The elves still have at least 3,500 people. Calculating this, we can gather at least an alliance of more than 8,000 people. With reasonable arrangements, it may not be impossible to defeat.
Half-orc.
"We need to fight on two fronts! The only one who can support the south is King Dain of Tieqiuling!" Roland explained.
"The elves will definitely intercept the orcs heading south to Gambada Fortress. Bard and Thorin will do anything for their homeland. The only ones who can get away are the Iron Hills dwarves led by Dyne Ironfoot! And what we are facing is getting
Azog of Dol Guldor is supported by the army of Mordor!" Roland said with a headache.
"Wait! Send me back! You go to the north to deliver the news!" Roland seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly his face lit up with joy.
"This..." Although Kaslo didn't understand his king's order, he still obeyed it.
Did Roland think of any way to break the situation? The answer is indeed! You must know that this Middle-earth is very similar to the Middle-earth of the Lord of the Rings that Roland has played. In this case, do the various forces hidden in Middle-earth really exist?
Roland plans to verify it. If it really exists, then Roland can say that he has won half of the battle in Gushan!
Roland and Renault whispered a few words to Radil and then hurriedly rode towards the dock. Coincidentally, there really is such a hidden force of the order camp in the dark forest, which is the star elves known as the children of the stars! They live there
In the secret realm of Singrui in the dark forest, which is directly north of Dol Guldur, the entire kingdom is hidden by the powerful Star Forbidden Magic Circle. If you guessed correctly, there should be something in this Kingdom of Singrui.
The dragon knight's! What the player found after entering by mistake was an old dragon, but that was the fifth era, and it's only the third era now. It should be a young star dragon, whose powerful enchantment ability casts the Singari elf
Their star barrier separated them from the outside world and successfully avoided the troubled times. The predecessor of this elven clan seemed to be a group of high elves who took refuge. In the end, their belief in the goddess of the stars made them call themselves star elves!
Roland felt that he should search for this secluded kingdom. If he successfully persuaded this elves to join the war, Roland would not panic at all when facing the orc army in the south, and could even push back a wave of Dor Guldur, so that he would not waste gold.
The elves of the forest and the elves of Rivendell came to push this fortress.
"King! Where are we going?" Looking at Roland who was about to go into the forest, Renault directly pulled him back. That direction was To Guldo! His own king wouldn't be stupid, right? Prepare to have two Paladins all the way.
A fortress? Not to mention two paladins, even two dragon knights would be paralyzed for a long time when faced with a fortress with sufficient manpower and complete functions.
"Let's find someone who can break the situation!" Roland smiled mysteriously.
"Don't! King! We can't break the situation. We can't even feed the wargs of To Guldo Fortress with our sliding shovels! It's too heavy to give us a head gift after traveling thousands of miles!" Renault hugged Roland directly.
He was afraid that Roland would lead him to forcefully break into Dol Guldur. Faced with the huge numerical difference, the two of them, even heroic knights, would not be spared.
"What? To Guldo? Just drive away! Who the hell is going there! I'm not crazy! I can't beat Azog!" Roland kicked away Renault who was holding him in an angry way.
Unexpectedly, instead of being angry, Renault said with a smile: "Okay! Your Highness, you kicked well!" Roland's normal brain circuit made Renault relieved.
"Let's go find the legendary star elves! If they are willing to join the war, then we still have a chance to win!" Roland adjusted his plate armor and said angrily.
"Yes! Your Highness taught you a lesson!" Renault greeted him with a smile.
"Let's go! We have to hurry up and avoid the eyes of the orcs!" Roland said.
"Then we can't ride horses!" Renault said solemnly.
"If you don't ride a horse? How many days will it take to arrive?" Roland was immediately shocked.
"Your Highness, horse hoof prints will reveal our whereabouts, the sound of horse hoofs will reveal the location, and riding horses in the forest is not a good choice..." Renault explained patiently.
"Uh... what you said makes sense." Roland thought about it and realized that he was indeed mentally retarded. He was just trying to be convenient and did not expect a series of serious consequences caused by riding a horse.
"Your Highness, let's leave quickly while it's still light..." Renault looked at the sky.
"Let's go!" Roland took one last look in the direction of Rapid City and turned to leave with Renault.
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"What? Orcs from Mordor?" Thranduil stared at Kasro at the bottom of the steps in shock.
"Yes! Our allies were ambushed by them and suffered heavy casualties!" Kaslo said neither humble nor overbearing.
"How could they come to the north!" Thranduil still couldn't believe it.
"But it is true!" Kaslo took out the totem flag from his arms.
"This totem does not belong to the Orcs in the Misty Mountains, nor is it the Orc flag of Dol Guldur! Our allies were ambushed when they were scouting south. So, dear King of the Woodland, what other Orc forces do you think are in the South?
"Kasluo raised his eyelids and said coldly.
"Damn it!" The muscles on Thranduil's face squirmed. It was obvious that he was extremely angry now. You must know that during the final battle of the Alliance, before the combined forces of humans and elves attacked the Black Gate of Mordor, two armies had already fought with half of them in advance.
The orcs had a fight. It was the woodland elves and the elves of the Golden Forest led by Thranduil's father. Two or two elven armies were ambushed in the Death Swamp area. Oropher, the king of the Woodland Kingdom at the time, was also Thranduil.
Druid's father died in this battle. What's even more ironic is that Dol Guldur, an old fortress occupied by orcs, was actually the old capital of the woodland elves...
Even Kaslo couldn't help but want to complain, brother, why didn't you demolish the city when you left? Is it because magic is too expensive to use? Or are the elf mages dead? Leaving such a big scourge for everyone to take over...
"I have received your intention, please tell King Roland! If the orcs from Mordor come, I will lead the army to support! Please light the beacon to point us in the direction!" Thranduil's eyes flashed with hatred.
"No! Your Highness the Elf King, I think you have to understand one thing. Once the army of Mordor comes, the orcs of Gambada will also come out in full force! The defense line in the north needs you to stabilize it!" Kaslo