The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth - Chapter 222 get out of the forest

The sun finally lazily climbed up the top of the tree, and the bright sunlight sprinkled fragments of light on the ground through the crown of the tree. The soldiers who had been tense all night could finally relax and take a breath.

"Is it over?" asked a dwarf looking at the rising sun.

"Hahaha! Those **** black skins will have nowhere to hide during the day!"

"Huh? Where are the rangers from our allies? Let them go see those black skins?"

"Beard! I miss cheese, jerky and spirits!"

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"The sun is out!" Roland lifted the curtain, and the soft sunlight streamed in instantly, and it was very comfortable to shine warmly on his body.

"It looks like this farce is over." Kaslo stretched and walked out.

"I'm going to count the results of the battle. By the way, let the rangers go out to search, and by the way, let the soldiers come back to eat and sleep." Caslo left in a hurry.

"King Roland, thank you for your hospitality. It's time for me to go back and catch up on my sleep. My hands were sore from swinging the ax last night, hahaha! I'm old!" Balin said goodbye to Roland with a big smile.

"Goodbye, Your Excellency Bahrain, remember to eat breakfast later! And don't oversleep! We have to leave in the afternoon." Roland waved goodbye to Bahrain and reminded him.

"Huh? Your Excellency Omsk, do you have anything else to do?" Roland put down the curtain and was about to go to bed, and when he turned his head, he saw his number one "Admiral" Omsk sitting in his seat enjoying his dessert as if he was coming home. , suddenly angry and funny.

"Sure enough! Those cooks are eccentric...the cakes made by the king put too much honey than ours." Omsk showed an expression of enjoyment, and didn't pay attention to Roland's displeased face at all.

"Uh... That's my snack, and I think we all need to take a break." Roland had a black line hanging from his head. Where did my old, mature hero go? Bewitched by Castro?

"It's fine, Your Highness. A good king always learns to share it with his loyal knights." Omsk shook his head, savoring Roland's exquisite snacks.

"Take it! Get out! I'm going to bed!" Roland stuffed the snack plate into Omsk's hand with red eyes, then pointed at the door and shouted filial piety. He was worried all night. Roland, who had no rest, would definitely eat anything to stop him. sleeping man! That's right! He said it! Even when God comes!

Pushing and tugging, he kicked Omsk out of the tent, and Roland immediately threw himself on the hammock, lying flat like a dried salted fish.

"Omsk actually likes to eat desserts? Why is such a tall and mighty hero like a girl like a foodie? The trolls should not come easily, and they must have hurt them last night! We should be in Dalan when we go west. The Cal Rock Ferry mentioned by Si, and he said that it is occupied by the Drew Yin skin-changing Beorn as he knows, and it is the only pure human land in the entire valley." Although the body rested, Roland's brain was still Spinning rapidly, you must know that all his decisions are related to the lives of more than 500 people under him!

"Sleep, sleep first, don't care about the flood, don't try to stop me from sleeping when the king of heaven comes, just take one step at a time for the rest of the road!" Roland finally couldn't resist the gentleness of the bed, and soon fell silent in the bed. Dreamland, as for the next plan? Let him go to hell!

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"Your Highness, this is a big tribe!" Seeing Roland walk out of the tent, Castro, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately surrounded him.

"How do you say that?" Roland asked while wiping his face with a towel handed by the guard.

"We killed nearly 400 trolls last night! And they are all adult trolls! There are no old, weak, sick and disabled ones! You must know that the current Middle-earth Continent can muster 400 troll troops. Not much more!" Caslo danced excitedly.

"How about our casualties?" Roland didn't care about the enemy's casualties. He just wanted to know whether his own people were safe and healthy.

"The rangers of Lordaeron suffered heavy casualties, almost all of them died... Fortunately, none of them received fatal injuries. Dowinion's heavy armored swordsmen... those guys are a little tired. The city guards are in good condition. As for the royal guards We...their only casualty is that one unlucky guy sprained his ankle because of the heavy armor while cleaning the battlefield..." Kaslo said with a strange expression.

"My God! Sprained my ankle? What a serious injury! What a terrible casualty! So you're talking nonsense just to tell me they're fine, right?" Roland pretended to be exaggerated.

"Next time if you have nothing to say, be concise! Don't speak out of breath! I think I've lost more than half of my staff just after I left the house!" Roland glanced at Kaslo.

"Eh..." Caslo grinned noncommittally.

"By the way! How's the situation with our friends, the dwarves?" Roland asked.

"Hmm...it looks like they're all right!" Roland, who had just spoken, smelled the aroma of dwarf spirits after walking a few steps and saw them singing and dancing.

"In fact, I think the dwarves didn't have a good time killing them last night. Their heavy armor is enough for the trolls to fight for a long time even if they stand still." Kaslo shrugged. The dwarves are famous for their excellent iron weapons.

"Let our people eat and rest quickly! Tell Bahrain to control his men! We'll leave after lunch! I don't want to see a group of drunks!" Roland frowned at the group of dwarves who were drinking and singing. He was in a hurry to complete the task and get the Dragoon General, and besides, Nyx was still at home waiting for him to shoot after he came back, so there was no time to waste with them.

"Okay, Your Highness!" Caslo nodded and left.

"Omsk! Are you a pig? Don't you eat? Where's my dessert? Where's the dessert that my dear Nyx specially made for me? Where's my hot and spicy plate? Lao Tzu's dessert All gone?" Soon after, Roland's ghostly crying and wolf howling sounded from afar.

"Ahem, ahem, Your Highness, you rewarded me with your own hands, a whole plate, yes! Just in the morning!" Omsk gestured with his hands, his face full of grievances.

"It's such a big plate! You ate it all morning? Are you Beamon's?" Roland was still regretting that he had lost Nyx's love dessert, looking at Omsk's aggrieved face, at this moment Roland The heart that cut off my own hand is gone... What kind of cheapness did I do! By the way, why didn’t I find out that Omsk has a soft spot for desserts? Roland thought with grief and indignation.

"Very good knight! Thanks to your efforts, we will lose the time to enjoy delicious desserts in the next journey, because... all! You! Eat! Finished! Finished!" Roland said in a strange "praise".

"Puff puff ~" Looking at Omsk Kaslo, who was scolded by Roland as his grandson in the corner, he let out a pig cry.

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After a few days.

"Good guy! It's finally out!" Roland sighed, looking at the plain in front of him.

"Damn it! I hate dense forests!" Bahrain also sighed.

"Caslo! Look at the map, where are we now?"

"Carl Rock Ferry?" Looking at the map full of hand-painted graffiti style, the corner of Caslo's mouth twitched. It was really embarrassing for Mr. Lance. You can go so far with this dog-crawling map, hey! The most miraculous thing is that it actually came back! I really have to say, as expected of the best nobleman in the empire, you can find your way with a map drawn by this kind of abstraction.

"Hey! We've been here before! It's the territory of the skin-changing people!" Balin looked at the familiar environment. They were entertained here during the Lonely Mountain Expedition, and Balin had an impression.

"That's good, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com looks like we went to the right place, Kaslo! Let the rangers go to investigate! The others stay put and stand by!" Roland said.

"Karyan Ferry? Ferry? So what about the river? Where did the big Anduin River go?" Omsk was stunned for a while, then suddenly asked the question of soul torture.

"Well, there is a river! I remember the scenery here. Although it is late autumn, I still remember the majesty of the Anduin River! Wait... Anduin River? What about the river..." Balin was stunned.

"Fuck! Lost?" Roland was shocked in place.

"So we deviated from Laolin Road, right...I remember that Drew Yinbion's hut should be at the entrance of Laolin Road...that is our current exit..." Roland fell silent while pointing at the empty wasteland.

"Dragon God! Great job! Leading the way!" Patting Kaslo on the shoulder, Omsk expressed "approval".

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