"Offensive formation, forward!"

After a round of bloody bows, with Sauron's command, the convex shields and swords of the Purple Gold Flower soldiers collided violently with the remnants of the enemy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

By heart, these barbarians are hard-skinned and powerful. If you were an ordinary person, you would probably be knocked over to the ground at the first time, and then your head would be cut off.

But they don't understand the coordinated operation.

"Yikes!"

The soldiers in the front row erupted into a rough roar, and the hundred people attacked the shield formation, not only were not damaged by the enemy's resistance, but quickly inserted into the enemy's scattered crowd.

Whenever a barbarian slammed a shield with all his might, while the Purple Gold Flower soldiers fought with all their strength, several sharp short swords would always be stabbed next to it, slitting the barbarian's throat, or stabbing the barbarian's muscles, releasing its blood and causing it to lose all its strength.

"Slave of the demons? Kill, kill these filthy guys! ”

"Don't let one go!"

"Fight for the Dragon Court, for the Lord!"

"Fight for the kingdom of Dande!"

With the roar of the infantry, the barbarians' final first, second, and even third waves of counterattack soon collapsed.

In the eyes of the barbarians, these fierce infantry wrapped in bright armor in front of them seemed to be invincible.

And in the eyes of human beings, the barbarians are even more indomitable in their way of fighting, and their roars are simply a group of crazy people born only to fight!

Oh no!

They are a bunch of complete lunatics!

Because at such a time, no barbarian can get close to the formation of the Purple Flower Legion and the shield in their hands, and even those who approach the mercenary shield have only one fate, that is, they will turn into a dead body that cannot speak.

Seeing that the enemy had lost the courage to continue fighting, before the remaining barbarians showed signs of fear and defeat.

Seeing his last chance, Zoro grabbed a stabbed and fallen savage from the ground, grabbed his head backwards, swung his sword to cut his arteries, and slashed firmly into his hard cervical vertebrae.

The sword was drawn, and a scarlet mist of blood was raised.

There were three scalp-numbing flesh chopping sounds in a row, and Sauron's whole person was furious, and the short sword in his hand slashed three times before cutting off the ugly but solid head.

On the battlefield, there are only non-stop killing machines, and there is no mercy! There is no mercy! There is no forgiveness!

With a hot smell of blood echoing in his nose and his head still twitching slightly, Zoro only felt a burst of blood in his veins, as if he had a sense of unfinished.

But as a commander, he had to keep a clear and cool head at all times while the battle was going on.

This led him to see a figure hiding in the grass and trying to escape immediately.

"Ringwraith—" At the sound of the order, the Witch King of Angmar quickly rushed towards the position.

………………………………

The boots stomped in the swamp, bringing out piles of disgusting green maggots.

When the moon began to hide in the thick clouds, the night suddenly became like a thick inkstone, so deep that it could not be dissolved......

The cold wind howled, the shrill stinging sound was like a ghost shouting to break through the ground, and the torches were blown away and ignited, but they were as green as fireflies. Zoro tightened his cloak tightly, controlling the skeleton horse's speed a few points faster.

Everyone, including Zoro, did not dare to turn back, because there was endless darkness behind them, as if to indulge all intruders in the viscous ink.

The whirring sound was in my ears, and the wind was blowing and my cheeks ached. Sauron ordered a rapid march, and all the men were running forward desperately, even if there was not a single bright spot ahead. Suddenly, the person at the front stopped, his pupils wide open and looking ahead.

Just as Sauron feared, after several hours of marching, even after careful searching, they did not find their way to the road, and there was only one option left, and that was to keep going.

"My lord, maybe we should send more scouts."

Sauron shook his head.

It's not so much that there aren't enough scouts sent out, or that it's just a generous admission that there's no way out of the Grand Canyon, a land of thorns and dark shadows.

A black curtain enveloped the entire land.

Occasionally the moon, hiding behind the clouds, rises into the sky, trying to drive away the darkness. The gloomy and bleak moonlight finally began to envelop the barren land. But the sight of those bare trees, at times, makes people feel as if everything is sleeping in the fear of death, and the ghost-like figures and creepy cries can make people hallucinate the underworld.

"Bring my captive!"

Hearing Sauron's order, Leon had the javelin in his hand in the right place, and he didn't kill the barbarian who looked like the leader, but only pierced him in the shoulder with a javelin he had picked up.

When the two legionary infantry dragged the wounded barbarian to Sauron like a dead pig, Sauron found his difference in the stout barbarian, and the pair of golden pupils hid unusual secrets.

As far as the eye could see, the corpses of the same kind were cut down one after another, and the sound of the sword piercing solidly made the barbarian captive uncontrollably worried, and the next one would be his turn.

“#￥#%￥#￥%￥#%￥%…… ￥%……”

The golden-eyed barbarians who looked like leaders struggled there one by one, making demands.

He could tell from Sauron's helmet and bright armor that the human in front of him held his own power of life and death.

Boom......

After a loud bang, followed by a bang of gold in his eyes, the barbarian only felt a burning pain in his cheeks.

"Despicable captives, ugly monsters. Shut that beak of yours! ”

The barbarian's 'sizzle' scream made the half-faced Zijinhua soldier next to him feel very impatient.

And this heavy punch of the infantry was enough to knock out the two fangs of the barbarian.

A humanoid creature with a javelin running through its shoulder was no threat to Leon, a veteran guard officer. So he ordered the infantry to retreat.

For these barbarians of unknown origin, this is the first question that currently weighs on Sauron's mind.

Carrying his blood-dripping dagger, Sauron walked around the barbarian's body, as if hesitating about something.

And it is this small circle that makes the barbarians feel that this is the longest and most extensive circle in the world.

It made the back of his spine feel a swishing chill and his whole body shivered. God knows if this human will cut off his neck with a sword from behind.

“#￥#￥！” The barbarian ignored the pain in his cheeks and begged for Sauron's life again.

Faced with a threat to life, even the most ferocious creatures will wag their tails like pugs and beg for mercy.

However, Zoro didn't understand what he was talking about. "The language barrier, I don't understand what this thing is saying at all."

"To cut or not to cut?" Sauron stood behind the barbarian captive, raising his dagger and lowering it, looking a little hesitant.

Mercy for one's enemies is cruelty to oneself, and Sauron understands it, and there is no doubt about that.

Until the other party suddenly came up with a human sentence, "Don't kill me, I am the son of shadows, the nobleman of the dark and dark tribe, send someone to tell my father, he will redeem me!" ”

――――――――――――――――――――――――――――

What are the so-called children of shadows, and what are the tribes of the black stripes.

The golden-eyed barbarian was clearly not as violent and fearless as his men. However, even though the other party didn't look like they were lying, Zoro didn't get any decent answers.

"The Black-veined tribe has passed through the Gate of Fantasy and arrived in this lifeless place for less than three months. The undead are controlled by the Warlocks, and it is only today that the Blackvein Tribe has been ordered to guard the Chain Bridge. Compared to the Warlocks, we Black-veined tribes are nothing more than servants and slaves to them. ”

The warlock in the mouth of this captive couldn't help but remind Zoro of the demon wolf warlock who broke into the Dragon Court woodland before. Although the necromancer fell immediately and inexplicably the moment he was captured, and when he finally removed the cloak, all he saw was a handful of dead bones, but now, he had reason to suspect that it was not an ordinary undead or some kind of demon at all......

Sauron led two hundred-man teams, escorting the only captive they caught, and walked at the front of the group along the sparse grass, haunting the bushes and thorns. In the middle of a small episode, Zoro drew two complex magical symbols on the captive's body with human blood, and used some small tricks in the magic ancestral spell to control him on a mental and mental level.

The mountain road is not actually a road, but some gaps between the thorns where you can get your feet down, and if you are not careful, you will be scratched by sharp thorns.

Regardless of whether it is a road or not, if there are more people walking, it will naturally be the road, and this barbarian with tattoos on his face can walk, and the people of Longting can naturally walk.

It's just a bit of hardship.

The journey of several hours has already made everyone sweat profusely and their hearts are pounding!

You must know that in normal times, no one can go so far into the shadows, and any intruder will be torn to pieces by the undead creatures known as demons.

The path was blocked by a solid stone wall, and Sauron learned from his captive, who claimed to be the Children of Shadow, that the Dark Tribe had arrived.

Thorin made a simple gesture, and the two centurians made a creepy detour, revealing a wooden door in the distance at one end of the stone wall.

Sauron followed closely, and he could see that at the other end of the stone wall was wide, and on it stood tall barbarians, armed with iron spears, bows, arrows, and all kinds of weapons.

If it's daytime, people who come up from the bottom of the mountain can have a panoramic view, that is, they can make a good attack on the intruders under the mountain.

If there were no prisoners in hand, if they wanted to break through to this 'level', even the Purple Golden Flower Legion would have to lose several hundred-strong troops.

Zoro carefully observed the terrain around Black Peak and analyzed the combat power of the guards.

When Sauron cast a glance at Thorin, the dagger immediately landed on the captive's neck.

Meaning tell it that it's your turn!

The Children of Shadow glanced at Sauron, both resentful and helpless, and the rest were more passive, mixed with a little fear of death.

Along the way, the bleeding from the wound on the prisoner's shoulder had stopped, and he had already thought a lot about it, and he had also tried to find an opportunity to escape.

He even thought of sacrificing himself to let the clans guarding the level defend the bloody battle.

However, Sauron never left his body, drawing magic symbols on him, and always enveloping him with mind-reading magic. Some ideas have just come to mind, and they have not yet been decided to implement them, and they will be severely beaten.

"This human, he must be a demon from the abyss. Otherwise, how would he know what he thinks. ”

As soon as this thought came to mind, the Children of Shadow regretted it a little.

Because from Sauron's eyes, he knew that the words he was scolding others in his heart had been intercepted halfway.

At such times, the Children of Shadow are aggrieved like a virgin without clothes. No matter what secret places are, they are all visible to this human being.

"If you dare to play tricks, I will make your life worse than death."

"Have you ever seen a skin? Before you die, I will throw you into the ant nest, leave your skin, make a beautiful dress, and put it on for you myself. ”

Zoro conveys a grim warning message to the Children of Shadows in its entirety.

Upon receiving this warning, the Child of Shadows shuddered and completely discouraged the desire to resist, because it had no chance.

Under the coercion of the blade, it obediently walked in the front, shouting into the stone wall, "Open the door, I am Hebra, the child of shadows." ”

On the stone wall, several torches were thrown, and when the barbarian berserker on the stone wall saw the appearance of Black Bra clearly, he honestly opened the door.

"Alright, now I order you to lay down your arms."

All that was in Hebra's mind was the threat that Sauron had just had.

"Demons! It must be a demon from the abyss! ”

"If it were a human, I would never have thought of such a vicious method, even if it was an orc on the other side of the Shadow Gate, the most used to kill the captives was to cut off the head, and the most murderous was to divide the corpse."

"Make a nice dress out of my skin for me to wear? O great ancestral god on high! What exactly did I do wrong? I want you to send such a demon to punish me! ”

By now, Hebra was on the verge of a nervous breakdown, and he had completely given up the idea of resisting, just hoping to survive.

In fact, even he himself did not know. This collapse was controlled by Sauron's magic.

By now, Hebra finally understood a truth, "Never try to provoke this terrible demon, and those armored human infantry." ”

Receiving a piece of information from Black Bra's head, a subtle hint of doubt flashed in Zoro's eyes. Orcs? Demon? Ancestral gods? Wait, these are new terms that Zoro has never heard before.

―――――――――――――――――――― (To be continued.) )