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

Chapter 905 Dragon Rider Charge
"Boom!" The massive ice pillar slammed into the shield, causing ripples of magical energy to spread across it. Even someone who knew nothing about magic knew that the shield wouldn't last long, and its light had dimmed considerably.

"No way, I won't be the first general to have my city defenses breached after the restoration of the kingdom..." Renault's expression was very complicated. He looked at Caslo and the others in disbelief, his eyes clearly saying, "Who exactly did you gods bring here?"

"The Ice Dragon King's defense was already terrifyingly high, and now that he's turned into a bone dragon..." Long Xi's dragon face showed a human-like helplessness. Sometimes, when facing his own kind, he really wanted to call the police!

"You two need to think of something! Bishop Charlie might not be able to hold out for long!" Although Reno and the others underestimated Charlie Pros's total magic power, even if Charlie Pros's total magic power were doubled, it wouldn't be enough to fight off a dragon king in this passive and defensive situation.

"boom……"

"boom!"

"shooting!"

"Fire at full power! Heavy crossbows! Don't conserve arrows! Get them going!"

Inside the arrow tower were soldiers, their faces flushed, fighting back fiercely. Even with their best efforts, the Battanian archers could only leave a scratch on the ice armor of the Ice Dragon King Asata. Only the Dragon Hunter's Crossbow from the Meteor Tower could send bolts into his body, but the thick ice and his undead body made the wounds, which should have been enough to kill the dragon, insignificant.

"I should have suggested that King Roland build a mage tower here! That damned bastard! Damn it!" Renault slammed his fist into the wall in anger, sending stone chips flying everywhere!

"You two dragon rider commanders, don't just stand there! Think of something!" Renault urged again.

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"What's going on? Are they demolishing our base on the other side?" Ismir laughed, looking at the Lulong Fortress on the other side of the river. The banging sounds coming from that side also attracted the attention of Baron Ismir on the other side, so Ismir led some soldiers to the shore to investigate.

"Hey, sir, this dragon looks pretty powerful! I can feel its dragon might all over here!" one of the nature guardians remarked.

“Something’s not right… Why does that dragon look like it’s attacking the fortress? Does the kingdom have ice dragons?” Ymir, who was as big as a small mountain, tapped her head in confusion.

"..." was followed by a deathly silence.

"Damn it! Wild dragons are invading! Prepare for battle! Cross the river! We need to help them!" Ismir shouted as he turned his head to observe carefully and discovered that the thing was attacking the shield of Lulong Fortress.

"Calm down! That's a dragon! Retreat! Quickly notify the people! Take your belongings and evacuate! Hurry! Evacuate the people out of the city!" Ymir grabbed Ismir and dragged him back while shouting.

Ymir knew perfectly well that they were not even in a position to help Lulong Fortress; they would be lucky to escape being affected altogether! And Ismir's army of junk? How could he possibly fight a dragon?
"Magic carrier pigeon! Quickly notify Swiftstream City!" In the midst of the chaos, Ismir, being dragged along by Ymir, suddenly thought of calling for help. Although there was a magic hub in Lulong Fortress, it didn't mean that the thing was still intact. If it had been destroyed at the beginning, then other cities probably wouldn't know that Lulong Fortress had been attacked yet!
"Bang!" A ghostly blue magic signal flare exploded, then transformed into a coiling golden dragon! This was the only thing Ismir could do at the moment: use a signal flare to communicate with Lulong Fortress.

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Renault was no longer concerned with Windhelm on the other side; his mind was solely focused on protecting the fortress. As for the fate of Windhelm? Better than the destruction of the war fortress, right? Ismir, waiting in vain for a reply, was growing increasingly disheartened. Little did he know that the tension of the battle had caused the defenders of Lulong Fortress to mistake Windhelm's inquiry for a distress signal, so no one paid him any attention. After all, hadn't they seen Lulong Fortress being tortured by the dragons? They had no time to worry about anything else.
"Quickly! Evacuate the people! Don't take anything! Run first! Run north! Hurry! Don't come back unless the goblin knights catch up with you!" Seeing no reply, Ismir's heart sank to the bottom of the sea. He waved his hand weakly, leaving behind some goblin knights, and sent the rest of the soldiers to escort the people north to the Kingdom of Akvia.

“Then, Lord…” One of the soldiers frowned, after all, they were the ones who were loyal to Ismir! They needed to be loyal to Baron Ismir!

“The Empire has no nobles who abandon their territories…and so will the Kingdom!” Ismir waved his hand firmly. As a nobleman, he had become one with this land the moment he acquired it. Either he would defend this place, or he would…die here!
"Take care, sir! We will escort the people north until the very last moment!" The soldiers looked at him with respect, for a lord who was protecting the people and defending the territory had already done his duty to the fullest extent!

"Ymir, aren't you leaving?" Ismir asked, a smile playing on his lips as he looked at the small hill beside him.

“I won’t leave! If you die, who am I supposed to ask for the half-giant wife you promised to find for me?” Ymir shook her head like a rattle-drum.

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"Roar!" Renault walked up the city wall, his longsword extending several meters into the air, and he slashed out with holy light blades at the Frost Dragon King Asata. His roar even faintly drowned out the dragon's cry.

"You souls who should be sleeping! This is not your world! The land of the living! Go back!" Renault, holding his holy sword high, forced back the frost bone dragon with a single strike, like an ancient god, a trace of weariness showing in his eyes.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~" No matter how powerful a fifth-tier paladin is, he is still no match for the long-dead dragon king. In just a few moves, Renault seemed to have exhausted his battle energy and collapsed.

"A demigod?" A look of confusion and despair suddenly appeared in Renault's eyes. So this was the Dragon King! Above the sixth rank! At the pinnacle of calamity! He was—a demigod!
"How can mortals fight against gods..." This thought suddenly popped into Renault's mind.

"No! I haven't lost! The Kingdom hasn't lost! The Empire hasn't lost either! This is Lulong Fortress! This is the blood-stained land of the Empire! Even gods must kneel down to hear His Majesty's decree! Dragon Knight Commander! Do the Empire's dragon knights not even have the courage to draw their swords against a powerful enemy?" Renault roared, supporting his weary body with his sword. Dense holy light engulfed his body, but his brilliant eyes grew brighter and brighter!
"..." Caslo and Maple Forest Orchid, atop the inner city tower, heard Renault's roar. Facing a multitude of bewildered, hopeful, and adoring gazes, they exchanged a silent glance. They had intended to rely on Lulong Fortress to treat this bone dragon well, but unexpectedly, the war fortress had dragged out a massive dragon king-level creature! And now they were being blocked at the gate and attacked by this thing? It was utterly upside down!

"The Imperial Dragon Knights have never been afraid of battle!"

"The Kingdom's Dragon Knight Commander fears neither death nor life!"

“We just don’t want to make unnecessary sacrifices!” the two murmured.

"Let's do it, don't let people look down on the Dragon Knights!" Maple Forest Orchid said calmly.

"You too, stop hiding it! I know you didn't give it your all!" Caslo smiled as well.

"Lagrange Royal Dragon Riders! Charge!" The two men raised their nearly ten-meter-long dragon lances, mounted their saddles, and pointed the lance tips diagonally at the Frostbone Dragon.

"Roar!" A resounding dragon roar echoed through the sky!

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