MTL - The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth-Chapter 208 Prepare for war
"Respected King Roland, I came with the sincerity of the dwarves. I hope you still remember the original agreement." Balin shook his white beard and said to Roland with a trembling.
"Welcome, my friend Balin! Lagrand never forgets the promises he made with his friends, including me." Roland nodded affirmatively.
"Oh! Turin is on top! Thank goodness we finally have some confidence. If it weren't for your joining, I really can't imagine whether we would be able to capture Moria, where there are as many orcs as mice in the cellar! "Bahrain sighed.
"It's not that bad! Trust me in Bahrain! Even without our help, the brave and fearless dwarf warriors can still capture your old capital!" Roland said sternly.
"But although you can take it, you can't keep him..." Roland said silently in his heart. He knew the plot well, and of course he knew that the Balin in front of him was the king of Moria in the future, and he was one of the few dwarves who could be king, but he was limited Due to Ironfoot Dain's caution, the isolated and helpless Moria was finally destroyed after being assassinated in Bahrain.
"Thank you for your praise, but I know our strength... To be honest, I only have 500 dwarf warriors in this expedition to Moria... It is only with the help of Thorin that I can recruit these soldiers." Balin sighed full of Helpless and pessimistic.
God, what are you talking about? Dragon God is above! It would be sad if you could only go on an expedition with dozens of armed dwarves in the original book. Compared to the old-fashioned King Dyne, Thorin could have given him 500 dwarven warriors.
"500? Not bad, a lot higher than I expected." Roland nodded his satisfaction. Trying on Sorin is really a reliable friend. The battle situation is already full of fog, and the entire Middle-earth forces are still unclear. Under these circumstances, Thorin was willing to give 500 dwarf warriors to Bahrain! This has exceeded Roland's expectations, that is 500 dwarf professionals who have experienced many battles, not farmers who have just put down their dung forks and hoes! The dwarf warriors who form a battle formation can even counter-charge against the Warg cavalry that are several times their size!
"Ah?" Balin was dumbfounded, and he planned to organize a rhetoric to explain it to Roland, but he never expected Roland to react like this. He was afraid that Roland would mistakenly think that the dwarves would use them as meat shields and cannon fodder and refuse this battle.
"It's nothing, I have some dragons here who need to vent their anger at the orcs..." Roland shrugged, and Roland was already looking forward to the picture of the poor Balrog in Moria being beaten by the wind dragon and the fairy dragon.
"Dragon Knight? Thank you so much! You must know that the Balrog and our dwarves really have no way to deal with him for the time being... If you can really get rid of this serious problem for our confidants, we are willing to pay more wealth."
"Well, it's easy to say, leave the Flame Demon to us!"
"His Excellency Osbya Dragoon...Look! No Balrog will have the chance to spread wild in Middle-earth again!" Roland clenched his fists, and the figure of the stalwart figure who unleashed a peerless blow is still engraved on the in his mind.
"Do you have any arrangements on the route? After all, thousands of troops were dispatched this time, and if there is a slight error, it may be completely lost!" Roland was extremely cautious. He didn't want Moria to come down and have his home stolen first.
"Of course! We plan to go down the Swift River to reach your Lulong Fortress, then turn into the Old Forest Road, follow the Old Forest Road to the Anduin River, go down the river, and finally reach Lorien... Finally, go north to Mirror Shadow Lake. Attack from the east gate." Bahrain spread out a quaint sheepskin map, which clearly marked the various clues, place names and properties collected by the ancestors of the dwarves over the centuries.
"Old object? It's a good thing!" Roland stroked the map and was full of praise.
"Well, the map passed down by the older generation belongs to my grandfather!" Bahrain said proudly.
"By the way, it is recommended that you lead a heavy-armed unit to attack this time. The terrain in Moria is not very friendly to lightly-armed units..." Balin suddenly remembered something and suggested to Roland.
"Of course, thank you for reminding your friend!" Roland smiled kindly, but he was already scolding his mother in his heart, wouldn't he! No way! Would anyone really platoon light infantry into the Moria mines to "clear mines"? That's not "demining" that's murder!
"Then when will we set off?" Balin raised his head and looked up at Roland. He stared at Roland's eyes carefully, eager for Roland to give him the answer he most wanted to hear.
"One week later! I need to arrange defense during this time to fill the gap that the expeditionary force was transferred from, and the soldiers still need to be mobilized!" Roland counted his fingers carefully. The troops really need to be mobilized. This time is not to recover the "lost land" or defend the country, but to fight for money, so the soldiers still need to be encouraged to mobilize.
"Huh? That dwarf left?" Nyx dignifiedly walked over with a skirt and asked softly shortly after Balin happily left. The speaker, Nyx, also turned his attention to the wide map on the wall.
"Well, Bahrain is gone, don't underestimate him, he is destined to be the king of Moria." Roland "prophesied" like a magic stick, and it turned out that in the end Bahrain did indeed become the Lord of Moria as he wished, but he didn't live. Just three episodes.
"Really? Can he really inherit the position of King of Moria?" Nyx said in disbelief.
"Of course, that's a dwarf with the breath of a king, he is destined to be great!" Roland affirmed that this man is also a legend, or he was attacked and killed by the orcs, maybe the dwarves could really restore the Moria mine, but This time, Bahrain is called a shotgun to replace the cannon in history. The confidence brought by 500 dwarf soldiers is not a cover. As long as this army is pressed to death on the Kazadum Bridge, it is estimated that the orcs have never come here several times in their life. Opportunity now. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com
"So what are you going to take away this time?" Nix asked back, pinching Roland's shoulders with his soft little hands.
"At least the guards of Lagrang City have to take most of them, and the Dovinian heavy swordsmen also have to go with me! Thinking about the way those muscular men wielding heavy swords, I believe they will give half of them in Moria. Orcs are an eternal nightmare!" Roland snorted coldly.
As one of Roland's earliest arms, the number of this heavy infantry has neither increased nor decreased. They can be regarded as an unknown model in Rapid City, and all day long with the city walls and gates is everyone's number one to them. impression. Only a few know how terrifying these terrifying melee meat grinders are, and they are about to shine their light on this plane's Middle-earth for the first time! This light will definitely shine!
"Uh, I've already prayed for those half-orcs..." Nyx twitched the corners of his mouth, and the two Dovinian heavy swordsmen in a row were enough to slaughter all the half-orcs they met in the small Moria mine. Orcs, unless the Ringwraiths show up or the Balrog makes a move, there is really no half-orc of the same level that can stop them.
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