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

Chapter 420 Battle of Mirror Lake!
"King Roland!" While Roland was still sending you to investigate the reason for the dwarves' large-scale war, a burly dwarf tumbled down from his argali sheep and, led by a guard, headed straight for the castle.

"Even in the dead of winter, the dwarves can't stay still?" Roland was complaining to Yunfeng and Omske about the dwarves' boundless energy when the guards had already led the dwarf Qili outside.

"Your Highness! The dwarf nobleman Qili requests an audience!" The guard faithfully performed his duty.

"Send him to see me. I want to know what's going on with the dwarves." Roland was taken aback. Speak of the devil and he appears!

"Your Highness, King Roland!" Qi Li bowed slightly and touched his chest in a gesture of respect.

"No need for formalities. What's going on? Have your Dragonhawks gone mad?" Roland was displeased with the ostentatious display of this massive air force. After all, this army had once caused panic in Swiftstream City. Roland stared intently at Qili, hoping he could provide an explanation.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, things happened so suddenly that we didn't have time to inform you. We can only send the Dragonhawk Knights ahead first," Qili said hastily.

“Something’s happened at the Moria mines! Ever since Balin announced his accession to the throne of Moria, the entire Moria has become a thorn in the side of the orcs!” Kiri explained.

"Yes, that's right!" Roland didn't deny it. After all, Balin's actions were no different from defecating on the heads of the orcs in the Misty Mountains. It would be strange if the orcs didn't hate him to the bone.

"The Balin clan, who had retreated to Moria, could have easily resisted the orcs' attacks. The orcs had been unable to breach the gates of Moria, and they suffered heavy casualties at the eastern gate..." Kili said proudly. Although Balin and they had separated, the bloodline of the Longbeard Clan connected them. As descendants of Durin, they were naturally united. Hmm! Compared to the treachery of humans, elves and dwarves were somewhat better.

“Yes, Moria is easy to defend and difficult to attack. If we hadn’t entered through the west gate, we probably wouldn’t have been able to take it down by now!” Roland nodded. After all, the battle to recapture Moria was largely a surprise attack. Roland had no doubt that if they had entered through the east gate, it would have been another battle against Azanubiza. Roland didn’t know if the dwarves were willing to shed their last drop of blood for Moria, but he knew he absolutely did not want his men to suffer heavy casualties for Moria!
“But Balin was ambushed by those orcs while searching for the Ring of Power of the Dwarves at Mirror Lake! Now Moria is in complete chaos…” Kili said, blushing.

"Pfft!" Roland almost choked on his own saliva! What kind of powerful historical correction ability is this?! He helped Balin wipe out Moria, and this situation still occurred? And didn't he remind him? Roland felt a headache coming on.

“Outrageous…” Omske and Roland exchanged a glance, both seeing the disbelief in each other’s eyes…

"Is he alright..." Roland asked weakly.

“Bahrain is seriously injured and unconscious. Thank goodness that guy was wearing mithril inner armor, but the arrows were poisoned.” Qili shook his head.

"If it's just poison, Balin should be fine, since dwarves have pretty good poison resistance!" Roland pondered.

“But the crucial thing now is that Moria has no leader, and the whole of Moria is in chaos. Their ravens have carried the news to Lonely Mountain, and Thorin is furious…” Kiri said. “Oak Shield has always had a bad temper…” Roland pouted, but the orcs had really touched a nerve with the dwarves this time. The loss of Moria had already made the displaced dwarves extremely angry and sad, and they had finally managed to get it back for a few days… and now they wanted to take back their ancestral land? Wasn't that just pure suicide?
“We have already sent ten Dragonhawk Knights to provide support, but it will take time for the army to assemble. My uncle was wondering if we could ask your Dragon Knights for help…” Qili said somewhat embarrassedly, after all, borrowing Dragon Knights was no different from asking for nuclear weapons in exchange for land.

"You want to wage war against the orcs in Moria?" Roland was taken aback. This was unprecedented in history. Compared to the impulsive Thorin, the more cautious Dain did not choose to support the expedition organized by Balin. Regardless of whether the decision was right or wrong, Thorin was indeed a qualified king of the mountain! At least he would not abandon his people.

"Yes! My uncle cobbled together 3000 soldiers, of which about a thousand are professional warriors." Qili nodded, as if it were a matter of course, after all, dwarves are the type to take revenge without holding a grudge overnight!
"..." Roland stood up, opened the window and looked carefully. Hmm! It was winter, that's right! Roland subtly withdrew his frozen red hands.

Are they all crazy? Why not hibernate in the dead of winter and instead start a battle in the Misty Mountains? Roland thought the dwarves and orcs were really something else, they really know when to fight! The Battle of Lonely Mountain started in early winter, and now they're going to start another one in Moria a year later? Do the orcs and dwarves have nothing better to do than eat all the time? Roland speculated with a wicked sense of humor.

"Talented!" Roland could only give a thumbs up. From now on, if anyone calls him a warmonger, he'll fight them. No matter how many wars he wages, he's never seen the whole country marching into battle, has he? Three thousand men? Young man Qili, do you want to hear what you're saying? The entire Irubor probably only has a little over three thousand men!

"Just wondering, are you two not planning to continue this relationship? Or are you not planning to have Iluber?" Roland probed.

"..." Qi Li's lips twitched.

“Go back and ask Thorin if he’s gone mad? Three thousand men! Does he even know what he’s doing?” Roland’s eyes were filled with shock.

"Since the Battle of Azanubiza, when have you dwarves made such a big move? With your population size... are you sure you don't want this war to turn into the Battle of Azanubiza?" Roland retorted.

The dwarves are placing their bets, and the orcs will inevitably increase theirs as well. The orcs at Gombad are also incredibly stubborn and foolish. If the dwarves were to really trade their lives for the orcs... Sauron and the Ringwraiths would surely be laughing all the way to the bank...

"We cannot abandon our people and our homeland!" Qili said firmly.

Well, no doubt about it, the dwarves are determined to go to Moria and clash with the orc army. Thorin must be furious, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to such lengths... This also shows that the dwarves' strength is gradually recovering.

"Tell Thorin that my army will defend the north for the Alliance, so he won't have to worry about the rear. As for the Moria battlefield, I won't participate!" Roland said after thinking for a moment. After all, his army had been fighting one battle after another, and if they continued to fight, Roland himself would collapse. So this time, Roland decided to cheer them on from the rear.

"Thank you, King Roland. I will convey your kindness to my uncle!" Kili said gratefully. It seemed that the dwarves had not originally expected to involve the Kingdom of Lagrange in the war. Having the strongest kingdom in this land help them guard their border was already a pleasant surprise!

(End of this chapter)