Dozens or hundreds of small, hideous half-orc cavalry swarmed from the bushes at the edge of the South Elmos Forest into the woods, so close that the trees behind swayed and swayed.

The combination of the brisk footsteps and the countless wolf eyes that were green in the dim night was filled with a silent and terrifying atmosphere.

But compared to the ugly orcs on them, these beasts are nothing.

A high-pitched and terrible roar followed him, and from time to time three or two arrows shot from behind him, striking the trunks of the trees around him or the ground trembling.

Fortunately, there were many obstacles in the forest, and fortunately, the horses under the two elves were familiar with the terrain and ran quickly, otherwise they would have been caught up in the open land of the plains.

And now, the speed of the two sides is barely equal, but this situation of chasing and fleeing has begun to shrink the distance with the passage of time.

The whizzing sound of arrows breaking through the air was endless, riding on horseback, the female elf pulled up the bow and arrow in her hand and continued to fight back, which was quite efficient, and every time she twisted her waist and opened the bow, she must kill at least one orc, because of the density of enemies, and sometimes there were even two or three of them.

Relatively speaking, Eor, who was close to her, was much worse, as he excelled at swordsmanship and blacksmithing, not bows.

However, in Charles's opinion, he can be regarded as a marksman.

It may be that the domestication is special, or it may be that the horses in this world are very spiritual, and the two horses don't need to be controlled to know what direction to run when they run away, and the behavior of constantly turning can also effectively avoid the attacks that keep shooting from behind them-

In fact, the enemy's pursuit line is very long, and only a few can shoot at the target, otherwise all the people spread out and attack together, and the elves would have already rushed into the street.

It's just that the current situation is not very good.

The two horses ran left and right, and countless orc cavalry followed behind with a howl, because he was tethered in front of him, so Charles could not see the enemy behind him at all, so that his shadow ability could not be used at all.

Otherwise, in such a dense situation of enemies, it will be able to make some results.

He was very helpless about this, but there was nothing else he could do, just a feeling of a tiger falling into Pingyang lingering in his heart, which made him full of depression.

In fact, at the moment, Arettir was twisting her waist and shooting with a bow and arrow, but she was afraid that Charr would be affected, so she pulled the package wrapped in Charr in front of her and blocked it with her body.

So much so that Charles only saw the dim forest environment that was rapidly passing by, his perspective swaying with the undulations of the horses, and the sound of two bows and arrows breaking through the air in his ears was incessant.

The horses kept running at great speed, and the birds or animals in the forest who were resting because of the night were awakened one after another, and the sound of wings fluttering and panic was endless, but the two groups of people did not pay attention to them at all.

At some point, a frightened gray owl flew at the elf with its wings and rushed towards Charles, who looked very weak in front of the female elf.

The person concerned thought that there was a chance to use his fists and kicks, but before the fierce bird approached, an angry roar appeared in his ears: "Get out!" ”

As the sound sounded, a sheathed sword body quickly reached over and hit the body of the fierce bird, and the dazzling white light bloomed on the sword body in an instant, and then I saw that the gray-haired fierce bird was violently knocked away by this inexplicable force, and fell on the rough trunk not far away with a bang and wailed!

This was the first time the Charles had seen magic in this world.

It also made him realize that the magic here was markedly different from what he had been exposed to in the past—it could be heard by the sound, and it seemed to be emitted by personal will, not some magical element.

The spell was sent by Eor, who seemed to be concentrating on the enemy, but did not completely ignore the presence of the Charles, so he immediately spotted the fierce bird attack.

The exact means of mobilization are unknown. Because the light bloomed for only a moment before it was extinguished, and not long after, a large number of orc cavalry chasing behind him also inexplicably departed from the original pursuit route, and turned in other directions with a fierce roar.

So much so that the noisy and tense situation gradually quieted down.

Under the control of the elves, the two horses began to lose their speed, and finally stopped in front of a house that had been built to be hidden-

They were temporarily freed from the enemy and returned to their former homeland.

……

"That's what Angban turned out to be? The Noldor are really unreliable!"

The situation eased, and Eol, who arrived in front of the gate courtyard, gasped and dismounted, his tone angry. Ignoring the look on Arettir's face as he dismounted on the other side.

Saying that the Noldor can't do this in front of a Noldor princess, this dark elf obviously has no emotional intelligence to speak of

However, Arettir did not refute it, because it was.

The South Elmos Forest, where they are located, is located in the area of Beleriand, far away from the territory of the great enemy in the north of Middle-earth, and there is also a blockade line of the Noldor tribe, which should be very safe, but they have encountered a large wave of orc cavalry besieged?

This was even a little strange to Arettir.

It has been two hundred and sixty years since the Noldor tribe who had come from Amen Continent to pursue Morgoth had surrounded Morgoth's minions in his old nest Angban, unable to go out for a single bit, so why did this obvious mistake appear now?

If it is only two or one or two teams, it is actually nothing, after all, even if it is tightly encircled, there will always be loopholes to follow if the range is too large. But how many orcs were there just now?

Dozens and hundreds!

It's not a simple vulnerability problem anymore.

"The enemy may have mastered a secret passage that we never knew about breaking through the encirclement, and the news must be spread." Arettir spoke.

"Let's get out of the orc siege first." Eore replied with a grimace. Pushing open the wooden door that had been locked not long ago, he stepped into it with heavy steps.

"The spellbands I put around my house couldn't trap them for long. So we can't stay long, we have to flee. ”

As he spoke, he ran to an inconspicuous corner of the living room of the house and squatted down and groped.

"What are you doing?"

Arritier leaned in and asked.

"I once built a secret passage to deal with an unexpected situation like today." Eolle replied.

Stemming from his past experiences, he is an elf with a strong sense of crisis.

Arettir looked overjoyed when he heard this. However, Eol's words made her stunned.

"You take the child through this secret passage, and then go to Gondolin to find your brother Turgon, don't look back, if I can get rid of the pursuit of the Orc, then I will go to you."

"What about you? You're not with us?"

Eor, who was pulling the secret door, stopped when he heard this, and then looked sideways at the young wife who was holding Charles behind him.

Even though the light around him was dim because he didn't light a candle, and even though his long black hair obscured one of his eyes because of the side of his head, Charles could still see a hint of mixed emotions in his other eye.

Is that reluctance, or liberation?

"The Angban-trained Zhaogerluin wolves have very good noses, and someone has to lure them away, otherwise we won't be able to escape far. And they're ......"

He opened his mouth, his face complicated, but he didn't explain anything, but turned around and forced, and with a clatter, he tore open the tightly closed steel door.

Then he stood up, and when he saw that Arettir's face was different, he couldn't help but raise his hand and touch her thick hair, "I know you miss everything about Gondolin very much, in the past I refused to let you visit your relatives for fear that you would never return, but now, it's time to let go." Take our kids and go! ”

"I-"

"You know we have no other choice, and you don't have to feel sorry for me, after all, I haven't been caught, and I'm not necessarily going to be. At the same time, I'm telling you that if I can get rid of those Orcs, you must take the children home with me when I go to you! ”

When he said this, his expression was unmistakable, and it seemed to contradict what he had just said, but Arettir trembled when he saw this, and then nodded vigorously.

Eore set his gaze on Charles, who had quietly stared at him in her arms.

Looking at the fair and immature little face, his stiff face soothed, and he murmured softly: "I wanted to name you in a few years, but it's a pity...... I wish you and your mother all the best, but I will not worry about your future, for the Hidden Kingdom is far safer and better than here, but from now on, you must remember that your name is Garnier, the son of my Aeor. ”

He didn't seem to subconsciously think that he could still live, and as he spoke, he untied the sword Angwereel from his waist, which he usually regarded as life, and clasped it in Arityr's arms, and then pointed to the entrance of the secret passage, signaling to hurry up.

Arettir was full of resistance to this, and even stopped for a while, but finally after taking a look at the child in her arms, she could only take a deep look at her determined husband, and hugged Charles tightly into the secret passage.

……

Among the many stars in the sky of Middle-earth, there is a star called Carnior, which shines red.

It may have been disrupted by this attack, or it could have been deviated by the presence of the Charles.

In short, the predetermined fate has changed dramatically at this moment.

Without Charr, the son of Eor and Arettir would have been named Mai Green by Eor when he was twelve years old, meaning sharp eyes.

When Mai Green came of age, the family would be rift over his return to Gondolin, and eventually the sword that Aeor had given to Arettir would be stolen by Mai Green, who would encourage his mother to join him in the Hidden Kingdom to join his uncle.

The reason is that there is no heir there, and there is a lot of opportunity for Mai Green.

Then, after discovering that he had been betrayed, Eor pursued him closely, and finally entered the hidden kingdom with his wife and children, and after an unpleasant scene, the radical dark elf angrily chose to die with his son, and his wife Arettir stood in front of his son.

Both husbands and wives eventually died. Mai Green took advantage of the situation to become a member of the royal family of Gondolin Nuodo, and then caused the destruction of the hidden kingdom of Gondolin by mistake, and became a great traitor to the elven clan for thousands of years.