MTL - The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth-Chapter 251 found His Royal Highness

"Hey! Where's King Roland? What happened?" Bahrain yelled at Kaslo in the noisy environment.

"Hey! Your Excellency Bahrain, we have to wait. Your Highness is gone. I'm afraid we can't follow you to attack now..." Caslo said quickly and left in a hurry.

"Ah? Did I hear correctly? They lost the king?" Balin opened his mouth wide, his snow-white beard trembling slightly, and he looked around at the few dwarves who followed him, dumbfounded.

"Bahrain, if we heard correctly, he should mean that." The dwarf warrior with the ax shook his head.

"Oh! Turin! I swear by my beard! If something happens to Roland, the humans will retreat!" Bahrain was terrified. He knew with his **** that if the king of a country died in battle, the army would definitely withdraw from the battlefield. , but it is not ruled out that this army will retaliate wildly.

"It shouldn't be so unlucky, right?" A dwarf frowned.

"I hope so!" Balin shook his head helplessly, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more obvious.

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"Where is the person? Have you found it?" Omsk asked anxiously, grabbing a soldier's arm.

"No! Your Excellency!" The soldier shook his head.

"Damn it! Find it! Find it for me! Even if you dig three feet!" Omsk said angrily.

"It's not good! Omsk!" Caslo anxiously found Omsk.

"What's the matter? Your Highness..." Omsk covered his head in disbelief.

"No! It's not Your Highness! It's His Highness's elf dragon, Smurf, who's gone too!" Kaslo said, blushing.

"What? The faerie dragon is also missing? What's going on? Tell me! Besides the Balrog, what else can hurt the dragons? Even if the faerie dragon is not good at hand-to-hand combat, just lie there and let the orcs and goblins chop them up Broken dragon scales?" Omsk raised his voice instantly, it would be embarrassing enough for the king to lose it, but now all the dragons are gone? It's a bare-ass grind - a shame in a circle!

"I don't know either! I want to slaughter something now!" Caslo gritted his teeth.

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"Ouch~" Roland squirmed his bile vigorously. He was so disgusted that he was tearful, and the breath around him had already made him bow his head. He felt that his nose had lost the ability to breathe, and the stench would quickly dissipate in the wilderness before. Go, and in the underground grottoes, these smells can be said to last for three days, and what is even more terrifying is the rancid smell left by the half-orcs living here and the sour smell of rotting objects... Everyone can make up their own minds ! Anyway, Roland suddenly felt guilty for feeling disgusted by his former cook's dark cooking.

"Hey! Are you enough?" A crisp voice came from the mid-air next to it.

"Huh?" Roland suppressed his nausea and raised his head and grinned reluctantly after realizing that it was his elf dragon. Unexpectedly, another breath surged up, and the next second...

"vomit!"

"My God! How did you become the current King Ragland? Has the empire's bloodline fallen so far? Even this blood can make the descendants of the empire so unbearable?" The Smurf covered his nose with his paws and flapped his wings in a low voice. road.

"You! Flying... say... vomit! Talk... no waist... vomit! It hurts!" Roland wiped away his tears with the back of his hand as he vomited.

"Are you ready? Your army is far away! If a half-orc pops out suddenly... ahh!" The Smurf pretended to scare Roland.

"Asshole! How dare you underestimate the combat power of a paladin? You are insulting me! Will my third-tier great knight be afraid of a little half-orc?" Roland stood up and pointed at the Smurf.

"Slap!" Unexpectedly, due to too much blood stains, Roland fell directly into the pile...

"You...Are you okay?" Seeing that Roland hadn't got up for a long time, the Smurf said in fear, and she flew over to check on Roland's condition.

"Ugh!" Roland turned over and bounced in the next second, bending over! Bow! Get down! threw up! It's done in one go, and the skillful movements make people feel distressed...

"You..." The Smurf stopped in the middle of her words. She looked at the dirt left by the depression made by Roland in the pile of corpses, and then at the unknown objects on Roland's chest and legs. Seeing something that looked like excrement on Roland's face without a helmet... She shuddered and didn't say much.

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"Damn it! There are too many pillars here!" Caslo shook his head while frowning as he rummaged through the pile of corpses.

"Find it quickly! Your Highness is still waiting for us to rescue him!" Omsk sighed as he looked at the pillars blocking his vision. Thousands of goblins and at least hundreds of orcs were entrenched here, and their corpses were piled up like a mountain. , plus the cover of these stone pillars, God knows where Roland is.

"How's the front line?" Omsk asked taking the time.

"The dwarves have taken over our position, and those goblins can't stop them! I left the rangers of Lordaeron behind! They will give the dwarves fire support to ensure that no giant trolls rush up." Caslo said.

"Okay, there are not many of them, and there are not many of them!" Omsk didn't struggle, and 50 people didn't mean much.

"Look carefully! Maybe His Highness is under pressure!" Omsk ordered the soldiers.

"Understood!" The royal guards roared. They were angry and ashamed at the moment. As guards, they actually lost sight of the king. This is serious dereliction of duty! If something happened to Roland, they would not be enough to apologize with death.

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"Oh! Dragon God above! Your Highness!" A city guard shouted!

The lucky but unlucky LaGrand city guard picked Roland up, but Roland spat on his face.

"What's the matter with you, Your Highness? Have you been poisoned?" He ignored the stains on Roland's body, and looked at the bile spit out by Roland with great grief.

"Let go of me... vomit!" Roland immediately broke free from the soldier's arms in a flash of fighting spirit, threw himself on the ground and vomited again, just now being hugged by this guy, Roland clearly felt something slipping down his face mouth...

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"What's going on?" Caslo and Omsk asked the soldier with serious faces.

"I don't know? When I saw His Highness, he lay on the ground and vomited... Is it possible that he was poisoned?" The city guard asked anxiously ~www.novelbuddy.com~ There are no priests or alchemists in their team!

"The Smurfs? Do you know what happened?" Kaslo quickly asked in Dragon Language.

"Tsk tsk tsk...how should I put it...it's nothing serious, but the psychological test is more difficult. After all, the soldier seemed to have thrown the goblin's excrement into Roland's mouth just now...he vomited for a while, look at this little boy Poor! The bile is almost finished..." The Smurf shook his head, the king was ashamed and humiliated this time, it was really a shame to go around in circles, the whole army knew how miserable his king was.

"This..." Kaslo frowned and looked around. He saw the helmet that Roland had thrown aside and saw the obvious human imprint in the pile of corpses... He silently walked over to pick up the helmet and pulled away some fans. Omsk.

"Everyone, stay on alert 100 meters away!" Caslo said calmly.

"It's okay, Your Highness is a little stressed. It's the first time he's seen such a scene..." Castro looked at the surrounding corpses and shook his head. This was much worse than during the Battle of Lonely Mountain. That's all, the three layers of corpses really make one's scalp tingle.