Hum――――

In a moment of confusion, Zoro felt the sword in his hand slash through the neck of an ogre. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info slammed into a rough weapon, bent like a spring.

When he lifted this resistance with his backhand, a golden star suddenly appeared in front of him, and a large amount of sweat immediately oozed from his forehead. Zoro finally found that with his arm strength, he was far inferior to a troll.

"Drive, rush!"

With a loud shout, Zoro slashed the horse's hip with a backhand sword, slamming deep into the crowd of trolls, at which point the blindfolded pony slammed forward at high speed, desperately ramming forward. With Sauron's slightly thin body, he can't be as stable as a warrior's monument like a true knight professional. But he still didn't intend to slow down and waste that hard punch.

"Roar—"

One after another, the trolls were knocked into the air, or fell, and some were trampled on the body by the horses' hooves, or trampled to pieces. Even if they were not injured, they would immediately be trampled to death by the trainee cavalry behind them.

It's just that when the momentum under his seat subsided, Zoro suddenly felt a yin wind hit in front of his face.

He subconsciously leaned back, and in the next second, a mace grazed his chest.

Zoro condescended, stabbing his sword into the body of an ogre. But it ushered in a fist as big as a stone hammer in a certain direction.

Bang -

There was a muffled sound.

At the same time, Sauron suddenly felt his body sink and his center of gravity tilted back severely, and the moment he fell off his horse, he felt as if his body was being lifted up, and then suffered a heavy fall.

"Your Highness!"

Bellinger roared, and he swung his sword forward with decisive and swift movements.

But the sword of the Ringwraith Angmar Witch King was faster, and his figure flickered quickly, making the rhythm of the two trolls' necks spurting blood, like the pendulum needle on a clock, coordinated and accurate.

It was also thanks to the quick reaction of the Ring Spirit that Sauron avoided the attack and stampede of the trolls.

For the next few seconds, Zoro noticed that almost all of his muscles and bones were twitching, and teeth and teeth were making the sound of clashing against each other. He stared blankly at the raining sky in a daze, not knowing what was going on or hearing anything other than his own heartbeat.

Maybe this time is the most ancient calm without waves.

It's like waiting...... In this way, life misses the bloom and returns to eternal peace.

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"The lord has fallen off his horse!"

At the moment of Sauron's fall, in the first few seconds, almost all the apprentices were taken aback, and they began to be frightened and turned pale in the first few seconds...... Then, when that fear turns to anger.

"I gazed at the darkness of the night, the dim moonlight, the sharp coldness, the blood-soaked earth, and the rhapsodies of war slumbered. O ghost of hell, please stop and have mercy. I will salute the infinite possibilities of the future, please listen to my call, use your horrible demons, blow up the remnants, ignite the most terrible anger in the hearts of mankind, and use my blood as a medium! Let human beings have no fear of everything tangible in front of them, and kill the flesh and blood of every troll, all as sacrifices. ”

At the critical moment, Sauron used a complex spiritual magic. Its chaotic magical elements and summoning difficulty require long spells to achieve magical success.

As a blood-colored mist hung overhead, in an instant, the eyes of each apprentice almost shattered, and Zebrunn's face was covered in blood, and he shouted loudly at his companions beside him. "Kill, kill! Kill them! ”

And Achilles, his roar, shocked the dwarf Thorin who could still stand.

The apprentices, who had exhausted themselves, gave up their horses, their faces flushed all the way to the base of their ears, and their eyes fixed on the dense trolls. A pair of eyes flickered suddenly, turned black again, and then ignited an uncontrollable rage. Even though the sword had been stuck with the bones that had pierced into the enemy's body, his fists still slammed into the opponent's body like springs. Completely forgetting who you are, don't kill the way of attacking by all means. Even if half of someone's face has been scratched, revealing the white bones underneath.

Rage, like a monster, devours people's hearts, making every trolls in front of them feel thrilled. To date, they had never encountered such a rampaging human on the battlefield. Needless to say, it's still a group of half-grown teenagers.

The cavalry team had already turned on their backs, but they directly rushed a hundred trolls into pieces. Even in the ensuing hand-to-hand combat, they never backed down when they were under the influence of magic.

Even the leader of the trolls, who was in the middle of the trolls and had horned skulls on their shoulders, died on the spot.

Looking at this scene, the ogre's white pupils were generally filled with a look of panic. In the eyes of the trolls, the angry apprentice still slashed and killed even if he had severed limbs and stumpled arms, as if he didn't know the pain.

Having lost its leader, the trolls suddenly became like flies with their heads pinched, buzzing, completely disorienting themselves and how to pick up arms to fight.

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Either way, Sauron's purpose was achieved.

His magic boosts the morale of his apprentices, with the added bonus of rage and bloodlust. But it also paid the price of some lives.

Whew――――

"The feeling of brushing shoulders with death ......"

Vertigo can only churn in the mind, the battlefield is not a movie, there is no slow motion of a bloody scene of life and death.

Although his hands and feet were stiff as if they were out of his body, there was a burning pain in his chest.

But as soon as he regained his senses, Sauron quickly got up from the ground and grabbed a random weapon that someone else had fallen on. The pain in his chest was dull, but it was still within the range that Sauron could bear.

In retrospect, being hit hard and falling off the back of a horse was the most dangerous scene. Fortunately, the slight concussion did not affect his mobility.

"If it wasn't a fist that hit me, but a blunt object, the consequences wouldn't have been like this."

Sauron had a deep understanding at this moment.

His body was not tough enough, and he didn't have a warrior-like intermediate class, and this punch was already difficult for his body to bear, even if it was separated by a layer of leather armor.

Strictly speaking, a group of trainee cavalrymen, whose role is not to kill, but to shock and deter.

Looking around, Zoro saw that every apprentice who had been affected by magic had gritted their teeth and was consumed by anger and hatred, with only one goal left in his eyes to kill the trolls.