Chapter 149 The Peerless King Thranduil

"Forget it, Singrui, let's not go in! What Senal is best at is fighting. We don't have much advantage against him on a crowded battlefield. We should just wait for other reinforcements on the periphery! "Roland thought of Senar's terrifying killing ability and battlefield dominance and instantly extinguished the idea of ​​entering Singrui. If Singrui's city was destroyed in a melee, it would be a paradise for Senar to harvest!

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Verve nodded repeatedly after suffering a big loss. Senar's operation of absorbing life force and converting it into fighting energy or his own life force could make Verve sick. Prairie elves are the closest to nature. Elves, their every move is full of the use of life energy, but for Senal, it is simply a moving blood bag.

"As you wish, Your Highness!" Ormsk nodded. Although he didn't think it was a good idea to enter Singere, if the king ordered it, he would still move forward without hesitation even if there were mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead. Fortunately, Roland also had the courage to do so. This concern is not a big one for Ormsk.

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"Speed ​​up! Singari is besieged! They need us! Our compatriots are waiting for our rescue! Speed ​​up!" In the jungle, Thranduil led a full two thousand rangers of the Woodland Kingdom to jump quickly among the treetops. This is almost the most rangers that Thranduy could gather in a hurry. As for shooters, mages and other professional Thranduy, he did not bring them. After all, melee does not require long-range output, even if an elf ranger is needed! Yes, Thranduil is ready for a head-on bloody battle with the orcs! The difference from Erub City is that Thranduil came specifically to rescue Singere, and he will fight for the elves! Just how much fighting power the Woodland Elf without paddling has, you can tell by looking at what his father did in front of the Black Gate. The Star Elf and the Woodland Elf once fought side by side. In terms of blood ties and friendship, they are enough to make Thranduil fought to the death.

"Damn Orc spies!" Thranduil led the elven assassins to the front to clear the way for the army, and frowned as he split open an Orc.

"Tsk!" The assassins beside them quickly wiped the necks of the orcs with their stabbing swords. With a "plop-plop" sound, a dozen orcs had their throats cut and fell to the ground to struggle. .

"Let's go!" Thranduil did not stop. Before the enemy at his feet could completely die, he swung his scimitar and continued on the path forward.

Stepping on the blood-soaked soil, Thranduil resolutely embarked on the road south, behind him was the road paved with the corpses of countless orc spies.

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"Stop it, Elf King!" Lidilias sneered, leaning on his battle ax.

"Sure enough, I still came to die! There is no difference between you and your father!" Khamul said lightly.

The two black heroes stood there calmly, but to the elves, it was no less than a mountain pressing down on them.

"Shut up! Fallen ones! You don't deserve to mention my father!" Thranduil furiously slashed with his sword.

For the elves, black heroes are called fallen heroes. Black heroes are the name of the Lagran Empire. Generally, residents of Middle-earth call them fallen heroes or Nazgul. But in fact, this is a misunderstanding. The Nazgul must be fallen. Heroes, but fallen heroes are not necessarily the Nazgul. They are just nine fallen heroes who surrendered to the undead lich Sauron and gained the immortal power of the undead. There are still many other powerful fallen heroes. After all, there are many people. , even a sixth-level strong man will be tempted by power, and will not hesitate to fall in order to achieve the illusory name of god.

"You can't defeat two Nazgul!" Khamul and Lidilias said in unison, and the harsh voices made everyone's ears hurt.

Indeed, Thranduil's chances of winning are slim! The second Nazgul evil lord Khamul and the fourth Nazgul Hellsinger Lidilias join forces, even the Dragon Rider commander has to be a little careful.

At this moment, Thranduil's blood rushed to his head. As his head buzzed with heat, his body rushed out involuntarily. What followed was his sharp scimitar, which cut through the silver light. Penetrating the sky, he was swinging in the wind and moved across the sky on the wind blade, quickly attacking the two of them.

Lidilias raised his battle ax to resist, while Khamul frowned and subconsciously waved the flail in his hand.

"Cang!" Khamul took a step back, and Thranduil was directly ejected.

"The people of the Woodland Kingdom obey the order! Quickly tear apart the siege of the orcs! Enter Thingre!" Thranduil said to the elf rangers arrayed behind him, and then he twisted his body and attacked the two black heroes. !

"Bang!" The scimitar and the battle ax collided fiercely. With the force of the shock, Thranduil swung the scimitar with his backhand and slashed at Khamul who was wielding the flail behind him.

"Clang!" With the crisp sound of the collision of weapons, Thranduil jumped out of the battle circle, but after he turned his head and looked at the elf ranger who was strangling with the orc army, the original hesitation in his eyes gradually turned into Determined, he cannot kite these two knights of the same level. Once one knight is free to deal with ordinary elves, it will be a massacre! He could only try his best to entangle the two Nazgul, which was related to the life safety of two thousand Elf Rangers!

Later, when countless historians studied the Battle of Singrui, which was a turning point in the fate of the north, they were surprised to find that both men and ghosts were showing off, and only Thranduil was being beaten! He became the only person to defeat all the Ringwraiths in this battle. Whether it was Khamul, Lidilias or Thanar, he had fought against them, and was suppressed by everyone. He was seriously injured every time. , if it weren't for the elves' terrifying talents and terrifying self-healing abilities, Thranduil would have died eight times.

In fact, only those who have experienced this battle know how great Thranduil is! What on earth did he do! But with a scimitar, he forcibly entangled the two second and fourth Nazgul, Khamul and Lidilias, preventing them from entering the key battlefield, which led to the defeat of the orc army. The woodland elf reinforcements successfully settled in Singere! And the price...

"Hmm~" Thranduil groaned, resisting the urge to vomit blood and keeping a little distance from the two black heroes.

Thranduil's face was extremely pale. At this moment, his left hand was hanging weakly as if he had no bones. There was indeed no bones! The flail of almost the same style as Khamulna and Angmar struck Thranduil hard at the side. Thranduil had no choice but to parry and block with his weapons and arms, although he successfully withstood the damage. But the subsequent concussion still shattered the bones in his arm.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! As expected of the Elf King! You're not dead even after this!" Khamul praised.

"Wind Shadow Chasing Light!" Thranduil suddenly looked fierce, and the next second Lidilias's face suddenly changed. Thranduil had already arrived in front of him with the blessing of the power of wind. Lidilias Si tried his best to lean back, but the wind blade condensed by the wind element still cut open his breastplate and evaporated pieces of black energy!

"Poof!" In the next second, Thranduil flew back faster than when he came. Lydelius, who was wounded in the heart, slapped Thranduil away with his battle ax.

"I am immortal!" Lidilias said with a weak but unusually proud smile.

"Kill!" Thranduil said nothing and continued to rush forward crazily...

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