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

Chapter 866 Dive Bombing!

"Sister, my advice is that we should be careful. After all, those cyclops are not to be underestimated!" The Anthony family's records naturally contain accounts of the cyclops race. Those incredibly strong club-wielding creatures are not easy to deal with; some of them possess extraordinary group talents! Some even have inexplicable magic immunity…

Imagine! What would it feel like to be a five-meter-tall, jet-black mountain of flesh, wielding a club and roaring as it bursts out of a forbidden spell? That feeling would be absolutely awful!

"Disgusting!" Ajax shook her hair helplessly. Their large size meant that these guys had amazing brute strength. Although they couldn't compare to the Behemoth's strength that could tear a dragon apart with its bare hands, they could definitely make ordinary dragons tremble with fear!
Even Ajax couldn't ignore their threat, leaving everyone helpless. After all, a horde of muscle-bound giants could pose a significant threat to the dragon knights in an ambush. What? The perception of dragon eyes? Please! Cyclops possess a mysterious mental interference ability; they form special mental interference zones to block those detection skills! This is almost an innate talent of cyclops!
"This is troublesome!" Ismir frowned. If the dragon knights couldn't find those cyclopes, it meant his expansionist journey might come to an end. It wasn't that Windhelm would be abandoned, but that Windhelm could no longer expand into new areas, and its existing territory would shrink, since the area threatened by those cyclopes was too vast! Dragon knights weren't babysitters, so they couldn't be stationed there permanently. The wyvern knights stationed at Lulong Fortress could spare some manpower to keep an eye on the skies over Windhelm, but their influence was limited, inevitably causing Ismir's territory to shrink!
Of course Ismir wouldn't do that! Taking his land is like taking his life! How could Ismir possibly agree?

"I'll lead my men to scout down there, and you can provide support at any time!" Ismir gritted his teeth and said. To protect their homeland, Ismir had no choice but to lead his few remaining professionals to the front lines as human shields! As for the goblin knights hired from Alistar to be deployed to the battlefield? Ismir declared he wasn't crazy! There's a difference between cannon fodder and cannon fodder! If the goblin knights came, they would truly become cannon fodder!

"Okay! Be careful! Take this!" Ajax and Doss didn't refuse; instead, they handed several magic signal flares to Ismir.

"If we spot them, detonate this thing! We'll be there immediately!" Ajax demonstrated, showing how the dragon riders hiding in the clouds could dive and attack at incredible speed, leaving the cyclops with no chance of escape!

“Okay!” Ismir and Ymir exchanged a glance and nodded.

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"Boss, are we really going to go find them again?" The infantrymen, still reeling from the devastating suppression, wore grim expressions. Those stone projectiles falling from the sky were no less powerful than high-level magic, were they? Who had ever seen stone projectiles that could break through a light barrier shield wall in one hit?

“For our homeland!” Ismir nodded silently.

"Be vigilant! We need to be careful! I don't want any of you to die!" Ismir felt a tightness in his chest. The Cyclops' devastating attack was still fresh in his mind. Apart from Ymir, there was no one in Windhelm who could fight them one-on-one!
"Yes, sir!" The others smiled bitterly.

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"This awful weather... hopefully the orcs won't cause any trouble this winter," Apophis Breo, far away in King's Landing, said in a muffled voice, gazing at the snow-covered landscape outside and wrapping himself in a blanket before leaning against the warm fireplace. "You've caught a cold, Your Highness?" Olaf noticed the change in Apophis Breo's voice.

"It's alright. Lord Dura, do we have enough fuel reserves in our territory?" Apophis Breo waved his hand and turned to look at Dura, who was comfortably warming himself by the fire.

"..." Dura pursed her lips, feeling an urge to throw Apophis Breo into the fire. Did you nobles lack brains? Or had you all put all your intelligence into war? How brain-dead would someone ask a question about fuel reserves in a territory near a forest? Did the Lion Kings of the Landing not have hands?
"Your Highness, we are surrounded by the Misty Mountains!" Olaf thought for a moment and gestured with his hand.

“Uh…” Apophis Breo blinked and suddenly realized that he had asked a stupid question.

“Well, let’s hope we don’t get attacked by orcs this winter!” Apophis Breo changed the subject to avoid highlighting his intelligence.

"It's unlikely. Winter has come earlier than usual tonight! The freezing is happening very quickly, and we must be careful of frostbite rather than orc attacks! Those guys would probably be wiped out halfway through the journey in this weather!" Olaf affirmed. No commander with a normal brain would march in blizzard weather. Although everyone had doubts about the orcs' military skills, they all shared the same understanding of their physical condition!
Don't be fooled by their imposing appearance; ordinary orcs are physically weaker than ordinary humans. A strong woman could easily defeat one of them! With such poor physical abilities, how could they possibly march through snowstorms? Olaf should personally award it a medal as a hero for fighting orcs!

"Then we can strengthen our defenses!" Apophis Breo immediately rubbed his hands together excitedly, since he had nothing better to do!

"The walls of the East and West Fortresses still need to be reinforced and raised! King's Landing also needs further expansion!" Apophis Breo said, pointing to the map. Compared to the Lagrange Kingdom region of Roland, where residents could engage in other handicrafts or hunt and fish to pass the time and make a living in winter, the citizens of the Lion Territory of King's Landing were rather miserable. Loyal to the Grand Duke of King's Landing, they could only be trapped in this valley and territory by blizzards and cold waves. With nothing to do, they could only do infrastructure construction, which was a true reflection of their lives.

“Write to the Queen… never mind! To the King! Tell him we need magic-inlaid stone bricks!” Apophis Breo had originally thought of sending a magical message to Nyx to save time and effort, but then suddenly realized that his actions were somewhat offensive, so he decided to contact Roland directly. Anyway, Roland would eventually pass the buck to the Queen, but the proper procedures still had to be followed. Although Roland wasn't a petty person, Apophis Breo knew that this guy was definitely not magnanimous!
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"Whoa! These lunatics! They've gone mad!" Dos shouted at Ajax while pulling on Kurt's dragon reins to dodge the flying stones. He was also dumbfounded, as it was the first time he had ever seen such a situation!
"They dare to fight back instead of surrendering?" Dos Anthony stared in shock at the Cyclopes who thought they were well hidden, while the giant catchers in the bushes were whittling stones at them with their catapults.

"Dive!" Ajax didn't say much, but simply pressed Renoir down and began the dive bombardment! The fire dragon lived up to its reputation as the pillar of the battle dragon race, its scorching dragon breath instantly sweeping across the land.

"High-level attack! Attack the idiots!" Dos Anthony muttered the mantra he had learned from Roland, and then rode his dragon down.