- Kill Saruman and gain 30,000 points, C-level evaluation*1

- The A-rank prop magic tower has become ownerless.

"Isengard, send troops." Ma Xiaokang spoke indifferently, he put his hands behind his back, standing on the edge of the Fagong Forest and looking down at the countless orc armies below.

- This is Isengard, the former mage's shrine.

At this moment, countless tree spirits were standing quietly behind him, and beside Ma Xiaokang, the white-robed mage Gandalf also looked down at Issinger with a solemn face, which was once his homeland, but now it was occupied by countless orcs.

Countless orcs took out the weapons that had not yet cooled from the iron furnace, and the extreme heat made them let out a roar of pain, but in the blink of an eye, they were replaced by crazy war intent, their rotten bodies, hideous faces and a pair of crazy eyes, they looked in the direction of the Rohan kingdom, beating the horn of war.

More orcs crawled out of the ground, unarmed, unarmoured, but equally frantically following the army led by the strong orcs, with blood dripping from their bodies, the result of forcibly tearing open the tree womb, born from Saruman's Tree of Death, with only an insatiable desire to fight.

A large number of wolf cavalry bore the brunt of the attack, raising their broadswords in their hands, opening the way for the thousands of horses behind them, and any obstacle that stood in their way was destroyed beyond recognition, and the towns they had already occupied were destroyed one after another, and they had no way out.

Saruman ...... Is this your last word!? Gandalf pounded his chest and roared to the sky, he didn't understand what had happened to the once great mage, even if his mind had been invaded by the Dark King, didn't he even have a trace of mercy?

"Gandalf, now is not the time to mourn." Ma Xiaokang spoke calmly and stared at the old man in front of him.

There was a hint of coldness in his heart, because the Supreme Ring was in his hand, and if Gandalf, who had become a white-robed mage, could detect it, then the tree spirits here, including Gandalf himself, he couldn't let it go, and he had to kill people because his layout didn't allow such a mistake to happen.

"You have too many secrets on you." Gandalf watched him silently, the white staff in his hand firmly gripped.

"You just need to know that it's all for the peace of Middle-earth." Ma Xiaokang's murderous intent ignited in his heart, and a golden light flashed from his right arm.

Even if he had consumed a lot of soul power to kill Saruman before, but the white-robed mage really dared to do it, Ma Xiaokang also had a way to kill, don't forget, in his hands, there are countless alchemy products and equivalent pots!

The imaginary battle didn't happen, and Gandalf let go of his grip on the circle.

"If one day, I find that you have submitted to Sauron, even if I fight for this old life, I will drag you to hell!" Gandalf snorted coldly, stared at Ma Xiaokang meaningfully, and then blew his whistle.

"Luckily, that day will never come."

Ma Xiaokang smiled indifferently, and with a flick of his hand, the alchemy pterodactyl flew in the air, and he said calmly: "Let's go, don't wait for your white horse." ”

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Ma Xiaokang left Liuli and asked her to set off to the Rohan Kingdom with only about sixty tree spirits, after all, his means of transportation could not carry these tall tree spirits, and with the soul sense of the equivalent pot, Liuli would not get lost in this ring.

To Ma Xiaokang's surprise, the Treants suggested that the Treants rebel against Sauron, Elder Treebeard (the leader of the Treants) agreed.

But thinking about it, Ma Xiaokang has protected the Fagon Forest for them, and these dryads have also started a war with Issinger's army, these two points alone, the resentment of the dryads towards the dark king Sauron has risen to the top, and there is no need for Ma Xiaokang to fool around, and all of them will join this Middle-earth war.

Being above the clouds, Ma Xiaokang looked down at the tens of thousands of orc troops below with a solemn face, compared to the plot, the number of orcs here has exceeded 50,000, and the momentum is mighty, and a crazy battle intent is coming.

Gandalf stared at those hideous orcs with a grim face, this level of magnitude was no longer something that the Rohan could deal with alone, and he didn't even know that the Rohan king Xiyodon was controlled by Saruman and sent a large number of Rohan cavalry to the frontier.

"The Rohan Kingdom is about to face a challenge, and we must find Hiudon as soon as possible!" Gandalf's face darkened, even if he became a powerful white-robed mage, he was also panicked in a war of this level, and more importantly, there was a sense of powerlessness.

"Yes, but we must first find our friends from the Fellowship of the Ring." Ma Xiaokang opened his mouth indifferently, not caring about the barbarian orcs who were about to face more than 50,000.

The alchemy pterosaur turned into a silver light, which was particularly dazzling in the sky, but no matter how the orcs roared, this powerful pterosaur of Modo did not descend to fight them in a righteous fight, but Gandalf took the staff, and the magic spell was overwhelmed, and on the road from Isengar to Rohan, a violent storm fell to try to stop the march of the orc army.

Ma Xiaokang glanced helplessly at Gandalf, who fell into weakness after activating the spell, all the mages in this world seem to have one thing in common, that is, after using the spell, their faces will be pale, as if they have used all their strength.

The flames of war have already spread to the towns on the border of Rohan, and it is unimaginable that in just a few days, the town that was originally full of vitality and laughter is now full of corpses and rivers of blood, even if the Rohan knights who were exiled to the frontier reacted quickly, they could only be killed by the forward troops of Isenger and collapsed.

Fighting alone, they can only take those remnants of the people to flee for their lives in the distance, defeating the strong with the weak?

I'm sorry, but the way of fighting in this world is very simple, there is no Sun Tzu's Art of War, only one heroic charge after another, and whoever has the most numbers will be the big winner.

But there are still miracles, at least, there is a group of reincarnators in this world who are familiar with strategy and good at commanding.

It is precisely like this, when Ma Xiaokang found He Jieyu and others, Cao Fatzi was commanding a team of Luo Han cavalry archers to chase and kill, their goal was to have several times more orc troops than them, under the command of Cao Fatzi, this group of orcs who were not afraid of life and death were being killed with their heads in their hands, trembling and fearful.

"How did it become a guerrilla war?" Jumping from the alchemy pterosaur to the ground, Ma Xiaokang suddenly understood the key to victory in this battle.

The biggest advantage of the mounted archer is that it is mobile, even if the archery is not accurate, but it can often delay the enemy's action, this is the tactic that the Mongols almost conquered the whole world, and naturally this group of orcs with poor intelligence can figure it out.

The Rohan archers were full of strength, and the longbows in their hands turned into the scythe of death, constantly reaping the lives of the orcs.

Some time ago, they had been chased by the orc troops, where could they be as majestic as now, but it wasn't until they met He Jieyu and others that the situation of this suppression suddenly changed roles.

Although when Cao Fatzi asked them to throw away the heavy-armored spear, this group of rugged men was still unhappy, but when they really changed into bows and arrows and went into battle lightly, that kind of magical destructive power and mobility immediately made a group of iron horsemen look at Cao Fatzi with admiration.

Two hundred Rohan Iron Horsemen actually chased a thousand orc troops to lose their armor, which is obviously not the plot that the Lord of the Rings should have.

(To be continued.) )