MTL - The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth-Chapter 270 Battle of the Bridge

"That's it! Let's go through the east gate!" Roland took a bite of the bread filled with fragrant roast meat and sighed comfortably. It is more comfortable to fill the stomach than to have an empty stomach.

"Bahrain, we are not far from your goal of restoring the country!" Roland looked in the direction of the bridge with deep and far-sighted eyes.

"Ah! Yes! Thank you for your help along the way! If it weren't for you...we would have no hope of restoring our country! Khasad-dum will never be able to welcome his people back, and the remains of our ancestors will remain here to be desecrated by evil spirits !” Balin said gratefully.

"..." Roland looked at Bahrain silently. How could this strong old dwarf know that in that parallel world without himself, he led dozens of dwarves to recover the city at his own expense! The fly in the ointment is that they haven't dealt with the Balrog...

"Bless you!" Roland said silently in his heart. These tenacious dwarves have been thriving in Middle-earth endlessly. They have fought against elves! Overcome the darkness! They believe in Turin! This is the Dwarf Longbeard clan! Ruler of Khazad-dum! Owner of the Kingdom under the Mountain! Lord of the Iron Hills! They are descendants of Turin!

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"Have a good night's sleep, we're just short of the last battle to regain this place!" Roland patted Balin on the shoulder. At this time, Balin was still looking at the fallen remains of the Balrog and couldn't control his excitement for a long time.

"Thank you for your concern! King Roland!" Balin quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and smiled.

"It's okay! Let's take a good rest! If we win the next battle..." Roland showed encouraging eyes.

"King of Moria—Bahrain! I will witness for you as the king of the Kingdom of Lagrand! I will crown you personally!" Roland said with a smile.

"Thank you...thank you!" Balin trembled, he had never expected this throne! But at this moment, the throne is at his fingertips.

"Think of it! Thorin Oakenshield, mighty and talented, sits on the Lonely Mountain! Rule the kingdom below the mountain! And you Balin! Brave and fearless Restorer! You will return to Moria as a descendant of Turin, inheriting the land here. Throne!" Roland said solemnly.

"I believe Sorin will bless you! After all, he has no ability and kung fu to rule such a large territory! Regardless of seniority or merit, no one is more suitable to sit on this throne than you! Don't give yourself too much The pressure!" Roland smiled and patted Balin on the shoulder to make him relax.

"Can I really?" Balin's trembling beard betrayed his excitement.

"Of course! If you don't go looking for the Seven Rings of the Dwarves alone!" Roland said the last sentence in his heart.

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"Bahrain! Listen to my advice, don't go out of your territory alone, let alone search for the Seven Rings of Dwarves left by your ancestors! It won't do you any good! Sauron has been looking for the Seven Rings of Power of the Dwarves! If you If you don't want to bring another disaster to Moria!" Roland solemnly warned Bahrain.

"I will!" Balin thought for a moment, and finally nodded heavily.

Roland breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Balin promised himself that he would definitely do it! The dwarves' reputation is as strong as their stubbornness. As long as Bahrain does not die, Moria will definitely be a big help in the future War of the Ring! There will never be another incident in history where the North and the South are blocked by the Misty Mountains and cannot support each other! The crisis facing the north is even more terrifying than the south!

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"The Marsabul Hall is here!" Roland said, after all, this is his second time here.

"Yeah, we can see the bridge through here!" Balin said.

"The Bridge of Turin can be regarded as a spectacle of your Moria!" Roland said to Balin. It was the bridge of Turin that killed the Balrog and Gandalf, but it was also the bridge that Gandalf got. newborn!

"Safe!" Carlos came to Roland with a sword in his hand. He just checked the surroundings and found that there was no danger.

"Let's go, get out of here! Quickly pass the bridge and let's capture the Royal Hall!" Roland shook his head and said to his subordinates.

"If I remember correctly, the Wangzheng Hall should lead directly to the east gate, right?" Roland thought for a moment.

"That's right! The King's Hall is indeed directly connected to the East Gate! As long as you pass through the King's Hall, you can leave through the East Gate!" Balin nodded.

"Let's go! Cross the bridge first!" Roland said to Balin.

"It's bad! Your Highness! Something happened on the other side of the bridge! Orcs are gathering! They are actually gathering on the other side!" Omsk rushed over suddenly.

"What's going on? How could the orc know?" Roland wondered.

"Our advance team has alarmed the orcs! They have left sentries at this end of the bridge!" Omsk clenched his fists, he came to rescue soldiers! Originally, he wanted to kill the orcs on the other side by himself, but he found that there were fine cracks in a large piece of land at both ends of the bridge! These half-orcs have never maintained the bridge at all! If you accidentally use too much force, this bridge will collapse! Omsk suddenly wanted to die!

"What? Quick! Organize everyone to rush over! Don't let them destroy the bridge! Otherwise, we won't be able to get through!" Balin said anxiously. If the bridge was not the only way to the opposite side before, but after so many years in Khasad-dum, Back then, those wooden bridges had long been in disrepair and were damaged! If the bridge is destroyed, they can only go down the mine to find the endless steps, climb up the mountain and turn over to the east gate!

"Quick! Rangers! Stop the enemy!" Roland left and sent Lordaeron rangers to stop the attack. After all, these light-armed rangers are faster and more flexible!

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"Help! City guards! Shoot them!" The rangers yelled hoarsely. Although the short distance of tens of meters was not enough for throwing spears to their full potential, the hand crossbows of the LaGrand city guards were just within its range. !

"Pfft!" Rows of hand crossbows poured arrows quickly, and the surging speed of the orcs was stopped immediately.

"Cross the bridge! Let's cover! Stop the giant ogre!" A ranger captain pulled his longbow and suddenly knocked down a giant ogre.

Looking at the giant troll that appeared in the field of vision, everyone fell into fear. As long as the warhammer in that guy's hand is struck, if the bridge does not fall apart, Roland said that he will have the same surname as the orc in the future.

"Kill!" A group of dwarves ran over quickly with their legs. They raised their battle axes and quickly cleared up the half-orcs who were trying to approach, and quickly threw the corpses off the cliff to prevent the corpses from crushing the ground around the bridge. collapse.

"Separate a team from the royal guards! Quickly cross the bridge! Stop the giant ogre for me!" Roland looked at the giant ogre who knocked the dwarves into the air and was furious.