The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 153 Light and Shadow Intertwine, Champion Charges!
"Clatter clatter~" The heavy sound of horses' hooves echoed through the forest as knights slowly rode out of the woods.

"Crack!" The mask fell off.

"Begin charging up!" Omske growled.

"Swish, swish, swish~" A gentle breeze stirred as the knights swiftly passed by, their cloaks fluttering behind them.

"Charge!" With each forward-pointing lance tearing through the air at high speed, flames of battle aura rose through the jungle. They smashed through trees, leaped over boulders, their eyes fixed only on the orcs gathering ahead! They were humanity's most elite killing machines! They were Lagrang's last knights!

Roland is about to witness just how terrifying the destructive power of a knightly order led by a hero can be.

"Light and shadow intertwine!" Omske roared, his powerful battle aura bursting forth, black shadows and white light intertwining and quickly covering every knight.

"The sound of horses' hooves!" the orc exclaimed in terror.

"Where are they? I can't see the enemy!"

The orcs quickly stopped what they were doing, gripped their weapons tightly, and formed a circular formation. In fact, whether facing cavalry or knights, the orcs were at a disadvantage without wolf riders. Forming a circular formation was an experience they had gained over countless years with their lives.

The skill effect of the interplay of light and shadow is—invisibility! Omske led his charging knights to the front of the orcs' circle. At this moment, the orcs, affected by the distortion of light and shadow, could only be heard but not seen.

"Boom!" Omske led the Knights' spear tip to strike the orcs first, causing bones to break and tendons to snap. At least five convulsing orcs were caught in the spear in his hand... With a swing of the spear, those still struggling orcs were swept away. The heavy spear created a gust of wind, killing anyone who touched it and injuring anyone who was hit.

"Kill!" The knights swung their weapons wantonly, reaping the lives of the orcs. Countless orcs fell in the path of the knights' charge, and a blood-soaked path of corpses told of their tragic fate.

"Buzz!" Misfortune never comes singly; these pathetic orcs, still reeling from the knights' breach, were suddenly confronted by these "reapers" wielding powerful bows! The Elnino Rangers, renowned for their exceptional range, were so formidable that even dragons would have to yield when they swarmed together and spread out to unleash their full power!

"Swoosh!" A half-orc collapsed helplessly, clutching his eye socket that had been pierced by a bullet.

"Crack!" The heavy iron shield still couldn't stop the powerful arrow fired by Elnino the Ranger. Amidst shattered shield fragments, a streak of light pierced through the figure behind it, finally stopping in the abdomen of the fourth orc after passing through three men. "Charge! In the name of the champion!" Omske roared as he regrouped his troops, his voice clearly audible even to Roland in the distance.

Roland's expression turned slightly strange. This guy used to be a member of the Champion Knights? And he even knows Champion Charge! You can't judge a book by its cover! Based on Roland's knowledge of the game's history, the Champion Knights were the strongest knightly order in Lagrange. Their ordinary members were fourth and fifth-tier knights, and their officers were heroes. Their unique Champion Charge made them famous, but... this order mysteriously disappeared in the end. He never expected that Omske was once a member of it!
"Champion's Charge!" Roland clicked his tongue. This buff skill was practically insane. Once activated, it could easily double the strength of the entire knightly order. However, the only drawback was its short duration, lasting only about a minute at a time. But it didn't seem to have any impact now, since Omske had already led his men to break through the orc ranks. The remaining task was for the Elnino rangers to divide the battlefield. As for Omske, he had already led his knightly order to roam around and kill the fleeing orcs.

What? Why aren't they charging? A single stray arrow from an Elnino Ranger's volley could deplete a significant portion of their battle spirit. Keep in mind, this unit is an enemy of dragons. Lagrange Knights are willing to withstand arrows from Battanian archers, Lordaeron Rangers, and elves on their backs, but they would never dare to stand in a hail of Elnino Rangers' arrows. With their towering stature, they could easily be shot down by their own comrades before the enemy even gets a chance to engage…

“Don’t fight too hard. We still need to lure away some of their troops. Keep them at bay. We need to lure the orcs from other entrances so they can keep up with our speed. Otherwise, it will be troublesome if they don’t take the bait,” Roland said to the Elnino rangers beside him.

Although there were only 50 of them, they achieved an effect even more terrifying than the Knights. Their arrows were imbued with battle aura, which would explode upon landing. Faced with these armor-piercing arrows, powerful enough to tear through dragon scales, the orcs, clad only in iron armor, were practically made of paper. Moreover, the knights attacked specific points, while the Elnino Rangers attacked entire areas. Watching these Elnino Rangers unleash their power, Roland couldn't help but twitch his lips. With this kind of combat power, who else would they "exterminalize" if not the official forces? Even their own people were terrified by this group's monstrous performance. Didn't you see those brave and fearless knights silently retreating to the edge of their attack range to clean up any stragglers?

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"They're here! Orcs are approaching from both the south and the north!" Verway's Eyes of Nature detected the orc army passing by.

"Brothers, retreat!" Roland turned and left. He and his infantry were already moving slowly, so he slipped away first. With the Divine Inspiration Aura activated, the Holy Light buffed his positive state, and the entire circular formation ran very fast, disappearing from the edge of the battlefield in the blink of an eye.

"We're moving towards the edge of the battlefield! Be ready to charge out of the battlefield at any time!" Omske said to all the knights after glancing at the direction Roland was retreating and then at the birds startled by the orc reinforcements. This was one of the advantages of the knightly order: when the strength difference between the two sides was not significant, the knights had complete control over their fate, since few of their own rank could stop them.

"Oh my! Big fish! Even the Black Heroes have arrived!" Although Omske mocked, there was no contempt in his eyes. After all, each Black Knight's skills are different. Rare classes come with special talents and skills, so there are many uncertainties when facing special classes such as Dragon Knights, Paladins, Black Knights, and Arcane Mages. Perhaps their hidden class talents or skills are enough to turn the tide of battle.

"Let's retreat!" Omske shook his head, finally suppressing his urge to fight the Black Hero. Although the Light and Shadow Heroes were not afraid of the Black Hero's threat, the knights behind them might not be so. Even if they maintained their glorious state, they could still be attacked by the Black Hero. After all, attacks from the soul are hard to defend against!
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"...A human hero? Interesting! I never expected that removing a nail would yield such a reward!" The figure hidden in the dark smoke muttered to himself as he sat on the nightmare. Wherever he passed, flowers withered and vegetation died...

(End of this chapter)