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

Chapter 679 Roland Arrives
The dense dragon power was spreading wildly, and the rampaging Yanfu space once again descended from the sky, directly shattering the Rhine Storm that was blocking it and crashing down. However, before it could successfully land on the war clouds, a dim yellow light shot out of the vortex formed by the war clouds and crashed into the newly formed Yanfu space!

"Yellow Springs! Fallen Souls?" Adolf Heinrich was clearly well-versed in forbidden spells. When he saw the torrent of death, resembling a yellow river, burst forth, he knew what it was.

"Tear!" A tearing sound echoed in the sky as the corrosive power of the Underworld entangled itself like a bone-deep infection, binding the ever-pressing space of the Underworld!

"The Great Forbidden Spell?" Dos Anthony blinked, looking at Adolf Heinrich, trying to get an answer.

“What a familiar feeling… a forbidden spell with evil attributes!” Adolf Heinrich looked at Huangquan Luohun, who was still struggling with Yanfu Space, with a sense of nostalgia.

"It doesn't seem to be very effective!" Caslo gasped, casting two forbidden dragon spells. The feedback from the spellcasting was not good for Caslo, a fifth-tier dragon knight. Although the dragon dominated the spellcasting, the knight's consumption should not be underestimated. Caslo felt completely drained, even more tired than after a night of working with Ajax in bed.

"Destructive power?" Adolf Heinrich chuckled, wondering if he had some misunderstanding about evil magic. This thing was far more destructive to the soul and body than his own Rhinestorm. After all, Rhinestorm only turned people into charcoal or sieves, but if the body had been washed by the Underworld... tsk tsk tsk!

"It seems the other side still has the ability to resist!" Adolf Heinrich frowned as he looked at the battlefield shrouded in the shadow of war. What kind of good person could withstand three forbidden spells and still have the strength to counterattack and unleash a forbidden spell? Apart from Sauron, a demigod, only the Witch-King of Angmar could do that.

"By the way, watch out for Amorazo! The use of dark power by the Four Rings is not to be underestimated, and don't be fooled by his appearance, he's a mage!" Ajax suddenly said. After all, there was some information that Adolf Heinrich might not know, so she felt it necessary to remind him. Although the Ringwraiths all looked like knights, there were quite a few mage units among them. A bunch of worthless wretches, wearing heavy armor and wielding longswords, what are they trying to prove!

"Tsk tsk tsk! A mage wearing heavy armor, his whole family will die sooner or later!" Adolf Heinrich scoffed. A mage wearing heavy armor to fool people can only do so at noon, because trouble is bound to happen sooner or later!
"What about the Six Commandments? Could they also be sorcerers?" Adolf Heinrich's face visibly darkened. He would take everyone and run away right now if there were three spellcasting spirits!
"No, not at all. He's a proper combatant, though he's not quite what he's called!" Caslo chimed in, taking the opportunity to belittle a certain foolish Ringwraith who was nearly killed by an assassin. Logically, heavy armor units are supposed to be hard counters assassins, yet he was still taken down... It's a disgrace to all the tanky classes.

“Hmm.” Adolf Heinrich nodded in agreement. The story of Holmras being opened by assassins had become a new topic of conversation in the North. In order to combat people’s fear of the Ringwraiths, Roland specifically released this news, which instantly became a sensation throughout Lagrange and even reached neighboring countries.

Nowadays, people show disgust, contempt and disdain when they mention Sixth Ring Holmras. The fact that a Ringwraith could be successfully assassinated on his doorstep by a sixth-order Creed assassin is simply lowering the overall level and ability of the Ringwraiths... The fact is too shocking, which has made everyone's fear of the Ringwraiths less. After all, what kind of deterrent power does a tin can that can be pried open by an assassin have?

"Two Ringwraiths... This is going to be tough! This war is going to drag on for a long time!" Adolf Heinrich sighed. The Death Power of the Witch-King of Angmar was unfathomable, and the Dark Power of Amorazo was not to be underestimated. What did they have on their side? Two exhausted dragon riders? Another dragon rider who had cast a forbidden lightning spell? And then there was himself, the Sage of the Ox and Horse... Oh right! And a bunch of idle wyverns.

"You should retreat and find King Roland! Staying here will only cause trouble!" Adolf Heinrich waved his hand at the dragon knights as if shooing away flies, showing no politeness whatsoever.

"Yes, sir!" The dragon knights had no objections, after all, His Majesty Adolf Heinrich was absolutely right! Witnessing the infighting between the Great Forbidden Spells was enough; there was no need to get involved in the mess of the Great Forbidden Spells. If they really couldn't win, staying within the Great Forbidden Spell's range would only add a few more achievements for the Ringwraiths, while escaping could leave a spark for the kingdom.

"Holy crap! What's wrong with you, kid? You look like a mess!" A sudden exclamation rang out, and all eyes snapped to attention before slowly shifting downwards. Sure enough, Roland was grinning broadly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. Beside him stood Darian Nightblade, looking embarrassed. To avoid the stares, Darian Nightblade awkwardly rubbed his hands together at his sides. "Hehe, Your Highness is too kind. As the lord, it is my duty to guard the border and protect the people!" The crowd looked in the direction of the voice again, and this time they saw a dusty and weary Apophis Breo climbing out of the pile of rocks with a joyful expression. After all, the Rhine Storm's fiery shockwave had destroyed the eastern pass of King's Landing Fortress, decimating the road behind it and tearing apart the surrounding mountains, significantly expanding the valley. In effect, it had freed up some land inside the fortress for Apophis Breo.

"Your Highness Apophis Breo, why are you back?" Caslo frowned. After all, Apophis Breo had already been taken away when they arrived, and now he had run back to this dangerous battlefield.

"Don't trust me, huh? You've got the look of someone like me!" Roland patted the dust off Apophis Breo, subtly taking advantage of him.

"I'm just seeing if I can be of any help! I do have some resources!" Apophis Breo nodded and then shook his head, indicating that he was not a burden.

"Why don't you two retreat to a safe place in the rear?" Caslo suggested.

"Withdraw? Withdraw what? Those damned Ringwraiths not only refuse to surrender but dare to launch a counterattack? They've gone too far!" Roland's eyes widened.

"The glory of the King's family..." Apophis Breo said calmly, but as soon as he said the words "family glory," everyone knew that it was hopeless. After all, it involved the honor of the nobility, and there was no point in trying to persuade him anymore.

"..." Everyone fell silent.

"Where are the dwarven elves' allies?" Dos Anthony weakly broke the awkward atmosphere.

“They are assisting civilians in evacuating. General Linde’s idea is to retreat to the Valley. I told them to retreat first so that we won’t have any worries about the rear…” Apophis Breo didn’t continue, but the implication was that if they couldn’t win, they should run away. In any case, the mobility of the kingdom’s reinforcements this time was frighteningly strong.

“Let the dragon riders help the civilians evacuate! Their presence here won't help the battle.” Adolf Heinrich nodded to Roland.
“Alright, I’ll leave it to you to take charge. I’ll just be an observer.” Roland said decisively, relinquishing control directly.

At this moment, Yan Fu Space and Huang Quan Luo Hun are still locked in a fierce struggle on the battlefield! Each side occupies half of the sky, eroding the other's territory...

(End of this chapter)