"Caslow! Let us know and let everyone interfere with the dragon and create conditions for Bard."
"That's right! Tell the boys... they are brave and protect themselves." Roland He grabbed Kaslo, who was about to leave, and warned him uneasily.
"Tell them to pay attention to attacking the lower part of the left wing, where there are loose scales, and remember to tell them not to be sparing, but to use the best star silver steel armor-piercing arrows!" Roland looked at Kaslo's The figure from behind shouted a reminder.
"To be honest... you don't look like a lord... like an old lady with countless instructions." Bard looked at Roland with a strange look on his face.
"As the last lord of Lagrand... I am responsible for my people!" Roland said firmly.
"But where is Raglan?" Bard couldn't help but asked curiously.
"In the far east...she has died..." Roland obviously did not want to continue this topic.
Seeing Roland's silence, Bud thought that he was being reminded of the sad past in his heart. He knew the pain of losing his home. But Roland kept silent because he couldn't explain it! Do you want me to tell Bud: Hi! Brother, the Raglan Empire appeared in Middle-earth at the end of the Fourth Era. Her ruling area included the entire Rune and most of Rovanian?
"I hope your archery skills are accurate enough, otherwise...we will have to kill him!" Roland looked at Bard and pulled out the Dragon-Slaying Sword.
"What is this?" Bard looked at the shining dragon-slaying sword in amazement.
"An ancestral weapon... This sword has killed countless dragons, but it is not comparable to flying dragons like Smaug!" Roland looked at Bard as if he were a countryman.
"Let's go! Let's remove the dwarf spear launcher." Roland said suddenly.
"How else are you going to use this thing? Throw it out?" Roland pointed to the black arrow in Bard's hand.
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"Hey!" Roland and Bard struggled to hang the dwarf spear launcher down with a rope.
"Hide it well, don't let it be destroyed. If it is destroyed, we will have no choice but to run away." Roland patted the heavy crossbow with four arms.
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"I am fire, I am - death!" The angry Smaug flew towards Lake Town.
"The dragon is coming!" roared a Battanian archer who was watching.
"Fire the arrow!" Several shooters around shouted at the same time.
"咻咻咻咻~" The star silver steel armor-piercing arrow whizzed away from the string and rushed towards the evil dragon.
"Clang! Ding! Crack!" Several armor-piercing arrows were bounced, and only one lucky person hit the gap between two scales of Smaug.
"Roar! Damn ants! You can actually hurt me!" Smaug said angrily. Even if the armor-piercing arrow, which was about one meter long, penetrated the dragon's skin, it could not penetrate deep into the vital points. For the huge evil For the dragon, it was like being pricked by a needle, but for Smaug, it was a very embarrassing thing. After all, his proud defense wasThe insignificant human archers trampled them mercilessly.
"Hoo~" The blazing dragon's breath swept over, and a pillar of fire that was tens of meters long covered the head.
"Escape!" Several shooters turned over and jumped off the wooden building. Some got into the water and some ducked into the alley.
"Launch!" Smaug passed over Lake Town, and a dozen shooters along the way saw the opportunity and launched an attack.
"Ang!" A few more star-silver steel armor-piercing arrows penetrated the hard dragon scales. They lost power and hung on the dragon's body within three inches of entering the flesh.
"What the hell! Get out! The skin is too thick! Can't shoot through!" A Battanian shooter looked at Smaug who turned back and was about to dive, waving his hand to the shooters on the left and right.
"Boom!" As soon as their front legs left, the overwhelming dragon flames from their back legs flooded their location.
"Sir! This is too difficult to kill! Is this a flying dragon? This is more shameless than a giant dragon!" Kaslo came back with a disgraced face, as can be seen from the black spots on his armor , this young man just resisted a shot of dragon breath.
"How about I go up and fuck him?" Kaslo whispered.
"Do you think the size of the two dragons are proportional to each other? Are you going to be a target?" Roland looked at him lovingly as if he were looking at a fool.
"Tell the brothers! You can retreat when the arrows are empty!" Roland ordered.
"If they stay, they will only add to the chaos. The armor-piercing arrows are too short..." Roland looked at the raging Smaug in the sky and sighed helplessly.
"Bard! Don't mess around!" Seeing Bard launch the heavy crossbow, Roland quickly pushed him back.
“Do you think now is the right time?” Roland grabbed him and shouted.
"We only have one chance! Bard!" Roland said seriously.
"We must let him fall! Think of your ancestors! Only if he falls will we have a chance!" Roland sighed.
"Damn it!" Bud punched the wall.
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"Look, what have we done?" Bilbo said in pain as he looked at the burning Changhu Town.
"Poor people..." Balin murmured softly.
A group of dwarves behind them were either slumped or leaning against the wall, their faces showing pain. The fire in Changhu Town in the distance illuminated their faces. However, because of Roland, Changhu Town is much better than in history. At least no people died in the fire under the dragon's breath.
Thorin was the only one facing the lonely mountain and didn't know what he was thinking. Bilbo looked at Thorin, frowned and said nothing.
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"My arrows are empty!" A Battanian archer who drew his bow crazily habitually reached into the quiver behind his back to draw arrows. Unfortunately, But I found nothing.
"I only have 2 left!"
"I've gone too!"
"I have 5 more here, let's share them! ”
Such a situation is happening everywhere in Changhu Town.The archers of the Arrow Branch moved to the outskirts of the town, pulled out the small wooden boats that had been hidden from all corners, and rowed towards the lake under the cover of night.
"It seems that the archers have basically shot all their arrows..." Kasluo said helplessly as he looked at the increasingly sparse arrow light in the sky.
Smaug was still venting his anger in the sky, breathing wildly everywhere like a man of power, and the hot dragon flames boiled the water in many waterways in the town.
"Sir! All the shooters should retreat!" Kaslo found Roland and Bader.
Roland took a closer look and saw that there were only three Battanian shooters behind Kaslo. The other shooters must have either left or died under the dragon's breath...
" Bard! String the bow! Let's get Smaug's attention!" Roland patted Bard on the shoulder and led everyone out of the alley.
At this moment, Smaug had hundreds of sharp arrows inserted all over his body, and the membrane on his wings was riddled with holes... Although he looked miserable, in fact, it was not even a skin injury.
"Shoot him!" Roland ordered.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding~" a crisp sound rang on Smaug's scales. Smaug was immediately angered by this resistance. He turned his head and rushed towards Roland and others.
"Boom!" He fell heavily, and his heavy body crushed a row of houses. He walked angrily towards Roland and his group.
"咻~"
"..." Several Battanian archers gathered in front of Roland and Kaslo and kept shooting arrows. Suddenly, several archers stopped at the same time. They touched their empty quivers, reluctantly shouldered their long bows, and drew out their long swords or their own armor-piercing hammers.
"Oops!" Roland drew out his Dragon-Slaying Sword and stood with a few people.
"Oh? Insignificant humans? You don't have bows and arrows. What should you do now?" Smaug's vertical pupils showed a mocking look.
"Are these people your followers? I will burn them to charcoal in front of you!" Smaug said ferociously.
Roland quietly waved his hand to send a signal to Bard who was hiding in the dark. Bard quietly launched the dwarf spear launcher, but Smaug, who was walking towards him, did not realize at all that there was someone under him. The tiny human aimed a black arrow at him!
Suddenly Bard discovered the missing scales under Smaug's left wing. He was overjoyed and quickly aimed the black arrow under Smaug's left wing.
"For the glory of the lords of Riverdale! For mankind! Go to hell! Smaug!" Bard suddenly shouted.
"Let's go!" Roland quickly got into the alley with everyone, and the flames swept through the place where Roland and others were standing.
"Whoops!" The black arrow flew towards Smaug with a cold light.
"Ouch!" Smaug, who was originally breathing happily, suddenly became silent.
"Ouch!" The severe pain in his heart caused Smaug to struggle violently. He struggled to fly into the sky, wailing heavily before he even flapped his wings a few times.It fell down...
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"He fell down?" Bilbo looked at Changhu Town in the distance.
"I saw him fall with my own eyes!" Bahrain said excitedly.
"Smaug is dead!" Everyone cheered on the observation deck.
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"Good job!" Roland emerged from the ruins and patted Bud with a smile.
"He's dead?" Bud couldn't believe it.
"You did it! You regained the glory of your family!" Roland praised.
"It's a pity that Changhu Town was destroyed..." Looking at the fire that came into view, Bud sighed.
"But at least the folks are fine, right? As long as people are still alive, everything will be fine!" Roland smiled and stepped onto a small boat.
"Want to go together?" Roland asked.
"Of course, wait for me!" Bud also jumped up.
"Oh! I almost forgot! I have to use Smaug's waste!" After letting everyone go, Roland ran towards Smaug's body. You must know that such a big flying dragon can produce a lot of precious things. material.
"Congratulations to the host for completing the plot: The Desolation of Smaug! Reward: Temple Guard Priest*1."
Note: Priest levels are divided into: Trainee Priest, Priest, Temple Guard Priest, Priest, The high priest and the highest titled professional - the saint.