MTL - The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth-Chapter 223 new town

"So now who can tell me... where are we?" Roland said with a big head.

"Ahem, how about this, Your Highness, let's set up camp and rest for a while, and then let the rangers investigate, first find the Anduin River, and the rest will be easy to find." Omsk reassured.

"That's the only way..." Roland and Balin looked at each other and nodded helplessly.

"Listen to me, thank you..." Roland looked at Kaslo, who had been lowering his sense of existence, and couldn't help kicking him up.

"Well... I have a question... He should be a dragon rider... His dragon should be able to fly... Why don't you let him fly up and have a look?" Suddenly a timid voice came, and everyone turned their heads to look. The elven dragon Smurf with the lowest sense of presence along the way.

"So...why don't you let the dragon knights who rule the sky... go and have a look?" Looking at the eyes of the Smurfs as if looking at a fool, Roland, Omsk, Kaslo, and Bahrain all petrified in place.

"It doesn't hurt much, but it's extremely insulting..." Roland suddenly had a thought of death in his heart.

"What are you doing in a daze? Find a way!" Omsk kicked Kaslo's ass, which was staying in place, and said angrily. Listening to the words of this faerie dragon, it seemed that they were all stupid...

"We should probably be despised by a dragon, right? Her tone just now was contempt?" Balin said in disbelief with his copper bell-like eyes widening.

"Don't be impulsive! Your Excellency Bahrain is a dragon you can't beat..." Roland didn't say that the Smurfs were restricted by Yunfeng. He was really afraid that the angry Bahrain would cut down the fairy dragon with full taunting skills .

"Uh, I'll go and have a look first, wait for me to come back..." The extremely embarrassed dragoon general Kaslo wished he could get out of the three rooms, two halls and two guards with his toes, and immediately ran away when he saw the opportunity.

Amid the melodious sound of the dragon flute, the wind dragon Kaldor uttered a loud and clear dragon chant and came through the air. Kaslo rolled and climbed onto the dragon saddle, straight up the dry land and straight into the sky!

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"Your Highness, we ran to the south...then we will go to Graton Plain..." Caslo said in a cold sweat.

"Good job! Navigator!" Roland couldn't help but praise.

"So we have two roads to go now... According to the map, we can go south to the Gradton Plains, cross the Anduin River to the Loningradron, and then go straight to the Dimrill Valley to the Mirror Lake, and then we Continue to launch our own battle of Azanubicha!" Omsk said, passing a glance at the dwarves who were trembling with excitement.

"Oh... what about the other one?" Roland glanced at Bahrain, and saw that his eyes were full of tears. Indeed, for Bahrain, who witnessed the Battle of Azanu Bicha, that battle was simply an unrememberable nightmare and trauma. Pain...pain! It hurts so much! It broke our hearts! They lost nearly half of their clansmen in that battle, as well as two kings...

"The other is to go back to the Carl Rock Ferry we originally planned! Follow the way we came and climb over the Misty Mountains! We attack the west gate of Moria! We have a greater advantage there! After all, we may get the entire western world Help! Supplies and supplies are better obtained. If we attack the east gate, we can only go to the Golden Forest to try the luck of the Noldor and bet that they are willing to help the dwarves recover Moria."

"You mean Lorien? Queen Galadriel is a wise king! She will understand the benefits! Once the elves of the Golden Forest join the battle, our chances of winning will be even greater!" Roland nodded excitedly He believed that Queen Galadriel would not be so short-sighted. Darkness had already descended on Middle-earth, and the attack of the dwarves would be beneficial to them.

"No! We don't need the help of the elves! They are unreliable! They can't be kind enough to help us recover our homeland!" Balin, who was always wise, was uncharacteristically at this moment, and he flatly refused.

"Why? Not all elves are like Thranduin... In fact, there are elves like Yoovia who are willing to fight with us!" Roland puzzled.

"..." After a moment of silence, Balin finally spoke.

"We don't want elves to participate in this battle to restore Moria.

We are hurt by their betrayal... This is the sad place for us dwarves... Elves are not welcome here! "Bahrain raised his teary eyes and said firmly.

"...I see." Roland nodded and sighed.

In fact, he could understand Thranduin's difficulties. Thranduin was actually the only elf king at the end of the third era. Whether it was Elrond known as King Elrond or Yin Ou Strictly speaking, Via can only be regarded as the lord of a place! Only Thrandu Yin is the king of the Woodland Kingdom recognized by the world! He thinks about the lives of his subordinates, it's really hard to tell who is right...

"That's it, let's go north! Go to Karyan Ferry! The goal is the west gate of Moria!" Roland slammed his fist heavily on the map, and the fist landed on the west gate of Moria!

"Caslo! God is watching! This time I will take the wrong path again...I will kill you!" Roland raised the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand as if threatening. Caslo trembled all over his body and his neck felt cold. .

"Of course, His Majesty the Great King, how could he go wrong again! Believe me, it will be fine this time!" Caslo quickly replied, wiping the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, as humble as he could be.

"Well, I hope so!" Roland snorted, noncommittal.

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"Your Highness... That Your Highness... It's really not my fault! I won't blame you! This is the road I clearly followed the map... Who knows how there is a city here?" Kaslo looked at the wall-shaped city at the end of the horizon The building said with a bitter face, he had already seen the "killing intent" flickering in Roland's eyes.

"Come on! Explain to me what this conjured city is? Alright! It may not be a city in its size! But it is definitely a small town, right? Come, come! Tell me! When we come in autumn, Carl Rock Ferry Is there a town? Is there one?" Roland couldn't hold back his outburst of emotions, how could a dragonrider general become a road idiot while holding a map?

"Impossible! I'm following the road along the Anduin River Belt! Absolutely impossible to go wrong!" Caslo exclaimed, this town that popped up suddenly made him at a loss.

"Baron Lance just came back not long ago. He didn't mention that there is a small town here! You told me this is the Calyan Ferry?" Roland said speechlessly.

"Cough cough cough... His Royal Highness King Roland... Is there a possibility... I mean a possibility... Is this the Calyan Ferry?" Ouli suddenly appeared weakly.

"Um?"

"Cough, cough, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Your Highness, try the environment here, maybe it should be Karyan Ferry..." Balin also smiled awkwardly and pointed forward with his finger.

On the steamy and misty Anduin River, a huge rock like a hill flickers in the middle of the river. This is the symbol of Karl's Rock Ferry - Karl's Rock!

"Damn it! Where did that town come from?" This time it was Roland's turn to fly up in shock, jumping three feet high is really just an adjective at this moment.

"It seems that the popularity here has recovered a bit, and it's also... the place where Druyin is stationed to survive is indeed safer than other places in the wasteland. It is not surprising that those struggling to survive gather here to establish a small town." Ohm Ske rubbed his chin and analyzed.

"Let's go and have a look..." Roland looked at the town in amazement and said to everyone.

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