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

Chapter 94 Extra
Lagrange flags flutter, no way to retreat before the lonely city. The crisp sound of horses' hooves echoes, enemy shadows lurk in the dense forest. You and I will defend our homeland.

Weakness is the original sin, only freedom from attachment brings fearlessness! Ragged and weary, we traversed mountains and rivers side by side. We'll defend Swiftflow City. It was you who raised your spear, causing blood and tears to fall on Lonely Mountain. For whom do you stand firm by the Swiftflow River? Knights outflank us, but our lone army remains trapped, refusing to retreat. What in this world is more fearless?
Purple-robed bow drawn, long arrow soaring! A three-zhang dragon spear! A hundred battles, all enemies annihilated! Charging forth like a swift current, never to return! In the end, not a single one returned! May someone remember whom, in the twilight of Lagrange…

The Dragon Slayer Sword dances in the air, the Shire horses gallop forward and backward. Life and death are intertwined, even in adversity, there is no regret. Nobility is buried deep within humility. The shield wall is unbreakable, the spear charge pours forth like water. How can Lagrange's glory fade? Your sorrow I cannot retreat, your weariness I dare not tire. With what can I protect you for three thousand years?
The enemy's shadow flickers faintly in the snow, their sharp blades piercing your eyes! Who knew the sorrow of fate, that this battle would be one from which you cannot return? Even turning to ash in the rushing waters, would be a perfect end…

The song has been adapted. I have something to do today, so the update might be around 1 a.m. the next day.
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