"Xiaokang, what do you want to do?"

Ma Xiaokang's departure did not disrupt the development of the plot, Gandalf let out a sigh, and then everyone followed the elf king to the arsenal and each took a set of equipment, He Jieyu and the others had time to listen to the relevant matters of King Ailong, and the group hurriedly ran back to the elf dormitory, and Cao Fatzi said his questions when they met.

"You're just in time, I'm ready to go, listen to me finish the layout."

Seeing that Cao Fatzi wanted to speak and stopped, Ma Xiaokang raised his hand to interrupt him and waved his right hand that shimmered with golden light.

"Just now I have copied the abilities of Gandalf and others through the hand of God, I will stop Saruman from casting spells on the snowy mountain, which means that the plot will change, and you will reach the Lorian Forest unimpeded, but in the meantime, Gandalf will definitely disappear inexplicably, otherwise the white-robed mage Gandalf will not appear."

"I know what you want to ask, I'm going to farm the Moriath Mine alone." Ma Xiaokang calmly looked at He Jieyu and the others.

"The Moriath Pit? Isn't there a fire demon there? Is it really okay without Gandalf? Lin Wanqing asked with some concern.

"It's okay, for me, except for the awakened Sauron, nothing else is a problem."

"But why do you have to go alone, we can help too?" Fat Cao pouted helplessly.

"I'm going to kill all the creatures inside, do you think Aragorn and Gandalf will give me this time if the whole team moves forward?" Ma Xiaokang shrugged his shoulders.

He Jieyu's eyes turned, his thoughts for a moment, roughly cleaned up what Ma Xiaokang was going to do, and finally said softly: "I probably know what you are going to do, don't worry, I will deal with it on Gandalf's side, and the silver chain of the mask you gave me is enough to protect us." ”

"Well, it's good if you can understand, Fat Cao, take care of everyone." Ma Xiaokang nodded, patted He Jieyu's head, got up and left.

In the plot, Frodo and his party will walk along the west side of the Misty Mountains for 40 days to reach the Rohan Pass, but on the way they will be discovered by Saruman's crow, and then they will go to the Carranras Snow Mountain, and what Ma Xiaokang has to do is to stop Saruman's magic attack on the Snow Mountain, so that they can successfully climb the Snow Mountain to the Lorian Forest, in order to obtain a large number of treasures in the Moria Mine and the killing reward of the Yan Desert, Ma Xiaokang had to leave the team to complete it alone.

The newcomers intercepted Ma Xiaokang's way at the city gate, and Gandalf was also at the scene, but Ma Xiaokang had already made up his mind, and after talking to Gandalf softly, no matter how many obstructions the glasses man had, an alchemy blocked them in place, and galloped out of Rivendell on a silver and white war horse.

There is another reason why Ma Xiaokang is in such a hurry to leave the elven capital, that is, in addition to the plot of the movie, the third empire of mankind mentioned in the Lord of the Rings, the fall of Godor, this is the first human empire captured by Saruman's army of pseudo-orcs, and in three days, five thousand human warriors were strangled in the cradle of history under the rush of three thousand orcs.

Goodor is not far from Rivendell, according to the development of the time arc, it will take three days for Frodo and his people to reach the Misty Mountains, Ma Xiaokang has enough time to solve this tragedy, the silver-white war horse is like a violent wind in the mountains, walking between the trees, and the footprints left by the pseudo-orc army can be seen everywhere, Ma Xiaokang found the glass and the Red Emperor through the equivalent pot, and at this moment the image of the Lord of the Rings constructed by the Red Emperor has been half completed.

"In other words, the army of pseudo-beasts is on the east side of the Misty Mountain Range, and will they attack the Godor Empire tomorrow?" Observing the World Map of the Lord of the Rings, Ma Xiaokang's eyes flashed with a fine light.

"What are you going to do?" The Earth Rakshasa appeared from the Ten Thousand Spirits Realm, holding a cold sword and snuggling up to a tree.

"Intercept and kill, and make the Philosopher's Stone by the way." Ma Xiaokang smiled coldly, looked into the distance, it was the area of the magic tower where Saruman lived, jumped on his horse, and set off on the battlefield again, "Let's go, it's time to make some trouble for Saruman!" ”

Separated from the Misty Mountains by the Plains of Mebbon, the only natural defensive front of the Third Human Empire, any army that invades Gourdol will be exposed on the Plains of Mebbon, and a large number of knightly troops stand guard and train on a daily basis, which is a beautiful day after day for three thousand years.

"Whew-"

The horn of war came so suddenly that before the knights could react, endless smoke and dust rolled up on the horizon, and countless hideous-looking orcs roared angrily, slaying with sharp weapons.

"Enemy attack!"

The knight leader Nikomo's eyes showed fear, and an angry voice resounded in the sky, and the knight troops lined up, and the five hundred knights who had only undergone ordinary training did not even understand what kind of terrible monster they were about to face.

"It's an orc! Come on! ”

When they really saw this army of half-orcs, the desire to fight immediately collapsed, and a fear that had been buried in the hearts of humans for three thousand years was finally aroused again, and the original defensive array was instantly dispersed, and three hundred of the knights turned around and ran, and the knight leader also made a choice in trembling, and he shouted again: "Run!" Return to Gudor for a defensive battle! ”

"Is it that scary?" In the distance, a mocking voice suddenly sounded, on the raised corner of the plain, a man in a gold and silver robe was riding a silver and white war horse and swooping over, facing the scene of five hundred knights escaping, this human mage actually killed in the direction of the three thousand beast army alone.

He ...... What is he going to do!? Nick Mo said in surprise.

"That's a human mage, he's dead!?" The knights who flew away with them saw the man's robes clearly.

The speed of the silver-white war horse was obviously faster than that of the half-orcs, and when the two sides saw the situation clearly with each other, the leader of the orc army suddenly smiled fiercely, only to see him swing his ghostly sword, and shouted angrily: "Rush! Tear him for me! ”

Ma Xiaokang's expression was very calm, in the face of the mighty deterrence in front of him, he just smiled indifferently, as a large number of yellow elemental stones splashed out of the three-dimensional storage space, his muttering sounded all around at the same time, and one after another alchemy arrays tore out of the earth like a roaring earth dragon.

"Wake up, sleeping monuments!"

"Boom—"

Countless mountains and rocks surged from the Moben Plain, as the earth shook, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and a ten-meter-high stone wall gradually surrounded the orc army, from the territory of Goodor, it was like a Roman Colosseum built in the blink of an eye, that majestic temperament, even if it was 10,000 meters away, it could be felt.

The orc army only felt the mountains shake for a while, and when they reacted, they had been blocked by an inexplicably huge building, and the orc leader roared and slashed with a large knife, but could only splash a small number of fine stones on the stone wall.

"Roar—"

The orcs were terrified, they had never seen such a terrible miracle, it was long beyond the scope of a hot war, just like the battle between the gods and the beasts, countless orcs raised their weapons and slashed, fiercely trying to break a way to escape, the crackling weapons splashed sparks, and under the scorching sun, they began to tremble with chills.

"Trapped Beast Fight?"

At the top of the building, which resembles the Colosseum, the figure of the gold and silver robes is particularly conspicuous.

"Who are you!?"

The hideous orc leader looked up at the man with his back to the sun, and his red eyes showed fear, an emotion that only comes to the face of the great mage chief in the face of Isengard.

Ma Xiaokang looked down at him indifferently, under the scorching sun, like a god high above.

The three thousand orcs trembled in fear, and a bright red alchemy array lit up on the ground beneath them, as if the gates of hell were being opened, and they were the keys to hell!

The corners of Ma Xiaokang's mouth set off a strange arc, and his face showed the intention of killing.

"I'm a mad mage, like your master Saruman."