"Whoosh!" Without warning, a long arrow slammed into the back of Promise's neck with a sharp cracking sound. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The figure of Promise moved slightly, and the extremely sharp arrow had already whistled past him, and landed far away in the desolate clearing in the distance.

Turning suddenly, the one who appeared in Promise's gaze was an archer dressed in an old leather jacket, with a bow in both hands, a tattered dagger hanging from his waist, and a face covered with dirty beard and hair?

Xu Promise squinted at the quiver hanging from his waist and the thick knuckles of his fingers, and secretly confirmed his identity in his heart. This is a light archer. In the age of cold weapons, the most powerful and important soldier besides cavalry was the archer.

The distance between the two is only a few tens of meters at most. Although he had promised to be shocked by the majestic scenery of the Doomsday Mountains, the archer in front of him was able to silently sneak into such a distance and shoot arrows at him. This gave Promise a deep understanding of the power of this world.

The bearded archer was visibly surprised that the blow he was aiming for had been dodged. Looking at the face of the Promise Oriental, the archer quickly drew a long arrow from the quiver again, put it on the bow and pointed at the promise.

It's just that this time there is no such a good opportunity.

It was just a blink of an eye, and in a flash of promise's figure, he was already beside the archer.

In the case of being promised to be close, unless it is a powerful existence like Superman or Hulk, ordinary people have no power to resist at all.

The promise was to completely knock the archers to the ground with just one blow. If it weren't for the intent to gather information from its mouth, it would have been fatal.

"Who are you? What is this place? What time is it? "Promise to put one foot on the archer's back, and stomp him to the ground, unable to move.

"You damned Amba pirate! Kill me! What Xu Promise didn't expect was that this archer was still a hard bone. However, Promise's approach to this kind of thing has always been simple and crude. He crouched down and took the dagger from the archer's waist and pressed it directly against the archer's neck.

"What were you the last time? What is this place? What time is it? If you don't say anything, you die. Promise's voice was calm, but the archers he stepped on could feel the disregard for life in his words.

Perhaps feeling the shadow of death brought by the short sword directly attached to his neck, the archer swallowed hard, and finally chose to save his life.

"I am a member of the Isirian guerrillas, and my commander is Lord Faramor. This is the vicinity of Osgilias, now in the year 3019 of the Third Age. The archer quickly answered the promised question as if pouring beans.

"Oskilias, the old capital of Gondor? Third Age 3019? Xu Promise suddenly knew the current situation after reading the original book and various materials. Nodding his head, he continued to ask, "Has Osgillias fallen now?" Where is your commander Faramir? ”

"Ogillias had fallen to the orc army the day before yesterday. Commander Faramir fled back to Minas Tirith. I was broken up in a fierce battle with the orcs and couldn't make it back. "Now that he has spoken, the archer doesn't care to say more.

Minas Tirith is the great white city built on the side of the mountain in the final battle, and the kingdom of the kingdom of Gondor.

Osgillias is the old capital of the Kingdom of Gondor, the riverside ruins that were occupied by the orc armies before the final battle. Faramir, on the other hand, was the second son of Chancellor Gondor, a brave warrior and commander.

"The fall of Osgillias should have been on March 12, 3019 A.D." Xu Yu stood up, his expression was solemn, and he shook the short sword in his hand and kept shaking out sharp sword flowers, "That is to say, it is March 14th?" Tomorrow morning is the magnificent battle of the Pelenno Plain, similar to the Polish hussars' rescue of Vienna? ”

Finally knowing the promise of the timeline, he strained slightly, "Why can't I see Minas Tirith?" ”

The cold sweat of the promised archers hurriedly responded, "This is the Anduin Valley, just turn the mountains in front of you and you can see the plain of Pelenor!" Minas Tirith is there! ”

"It turns out that this river is the Anduin River." Xu Promise raised his hand and pinched his chin, he didn't expect that the river he had been running along all night was actually the famous Anduin River. It seems that the burned village was also done by the Umba pirates. It's just not clear why you didn't encounter those pirates along the way.

Promise is indeed not to meet those Amba pirates. Because the bumblebee is extremely fast, and it is still the night when you can't see your fingers. Even if the pirates in the river noticed something was wrong, they didn't have time to react. By the time they tried to go ashore to check, the hornet had already run away.

After carefully filtering through all the clues, Promise let go of his legs and let go of the archer: "You say you are a member of the Isirian guerrillas?" Then you must know how to get to North Isirion? Now please show me the way, by the way, what's your name? Why do you think I'm an Ambar pirate in the first place? ”

The archer, who got up from the ground with a trembling body, looked at the promise with a look of fear. He was indeed a member of the Isilian guerrillas, having fled with him when Osgillias had fallen. However, because he did not catch the horses, he could not escape back to Minas Tirith, which was more than twenty kilometers away.

Fortunately, at that time, the attention of most of the orcs and the Ring Spirit was focused on the fleeing Faramir and the others, and this archer relied on his familiarity with the terrain to let him escape all the way along the Anduin River.

Later, he made a detour to Minas Tirith, but an army of nearly 200,000 orcs had already surrounded it. There's no way he's going to get in. In desperation, the archers had no choice but to march along the Anduin valley, preparing to go to other cities to find reinforcements. I didn't expect to meet an Amba pirate on the road.

"Yes, I am a member of the Isirian guerrillas, and my name is Ptolemy. You're dark-haired, black-eyed, yellow-skinned, and resembles the Umbar pirates. "Ptolemy didn't dare to say that he was a pirate anymore, after all, life and death were in the hands of others at this moment. Since he didn't want to die, he wouldn't make trouble for himself anymore.

"Now take me to North Isirion." Promise hung the short sword in his hand back to Ptolemy's waist, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "I'll let you go when you get there." ”

Ptolemy could not even parry in the hands of promise, but that did not mean that he was a waste. In fact, the opposite is true, being a member of the Isirian guerrillas and also an archer, and successfully escaping when the ruins of Osgillias fell, is a testament to his strength.

Isilian is the collective name for a large area between Minas Tirith and Mordor, though the area close to Mordor fell to the Orcs years ago. The warriors of Gondor formed guerrilla groups to hunt orcs there for a long time, and those who could be selected were elite. It's just that when I met the powerful existence of Promise, there was really no way.

"Okay." Ptolemy could not refuse the promise request. He was a land snake, and there was no one in this area who was more familiar with the terrain than them. This is also the reason why Promise left him behind and asked him to lead the way. I don't know what the environment is like here, and I don't know how to go!

The mission given by the ring this time is to capture the One Ring. And if this ring continues according to the established plot from now on, it will be thrown into the magma in Doomsday Mountain for a few days at most. That's where the Lord of the Rings was made.

Once the Ring is thrown into the lava, it will be completely destroyed. Without the goal of completing the task, the promise cannot complete the task.

You must know that the ring has signed a contract with the space, and you can't leave this world without completing the task. In other words, Promise will be trapped in this world for almost the rest of his life. Unless he can get another One Ring.

Faced with this situation, how could the promise not be in a hurry? He couldn't wait to catch up with the Fellowship of the Ring and take the One Ring away.

As Ptolemy had said before, he promised to take his captives along the Anduin River, and after turning a mountain pass, the great plain of Perano and the long towering white mountains and the magnificent city of Minas Tirith appeared in the distance.

Minas Tirith, a tower of guardians planted with holy white trees.

The entire city is built on the white mountain range, and it is built into a cascade city as the mountain rises one by one. The Holy White Tree is planted on the highest floor, the Holy White Pagoda. With a total of seven floors of the city reaching a height of thousands of feet, it is completely impregnable.

The city was extremely fortified, with walls tens of meters high and extremely strong gates making it almost impossible to attack.

However, at this time, this peerless city, whose reputation had spread almost throughout the entire Middle-earth Continent, had been completely surrounded by the alliance of various ethnic groups that could barely be seen at a glance. There are a huge number of orcs, the Haradrins from the south who ride mammoth war elephants, the Verians and the Orientals from the East, the tall trolls and pirates from Amba.

The number of coalition forces of such a large number is almost close to two hundred thousand. In the sparsely populated continent of Middle-earth, this is already a powerful force that has never been greater.

Led by the leader of the Rings, the Witch King Angmar, this massive army has embarked on a frenzied siege of Minas Tirith, the strongest fortress in the world!

There are more than 10,000 people and horses, boundless and boundless.

An army of 200,000 almost completely filled the plain of Pelenno between Minas Tirith and the Anduin River. As far as the eye can see, there are figures, flags and camps everywhere. The momentum of the sky almost changed the color of the heavens and the earth!

“...... Your uncle. Standing at the mountain pass, Promise looked up to the sky and sighed. With so many troops covering the entire plain, how can he get through!?

Judging from the current situation, it is estimated that it is impossible not to fight. (To be continued.) )