A thousand fierce wolves suddenly appeared in the Holy Helmet City, with silver hair, golden eyeholes, and strong limbs, and let out a cold low roar.

The archer exclaimed, his face showed panic and terror, his wrist tightened, and the longbow was ready to be saved, ready to shoot these inexplicable alchemy demon wolves to the ground at any time.

“…… Oh my God, what's that!? ”

"It's the giant wolf of the Demon Capital! Quick, enemy attack! ”

The iron cavalry standing on the fortress and the ordinary civilians shouted urgently, you pushed me, and it turned into a pot of porridge in an instant.

"Calm down!"

Ma Xiaokang's cold eyes sharpened, and he shouted loudly, and at the same time, an invisible soul fluctuation on his body suddenly appeared, and the entire Holy Helmet City actually lit up with a layer of soul shock.

"Get down." opened his mouth indifferently, and the demon wolf beside Ma Xiaokang, who was still showing a fierce light, suddenly turned into a husky, and obediently prostrate on the ground, sticking out his tongue, and staring at everyone in a friendly manner.

"Uh......"

The White Emperor was aware of the existence of these alchemy products, so he was naturally very calm, but when he saw that all the soldiers around him were waiting for him, he immediately touched his nose in embarrassment, and hurriedly said to Xi Youde, who was the leader: "Don't be nervous, this is alchemy...... No, Magic! ”

"Isn't this the wolf warrior of the Isinger Wolf Cavalry!?" Xiyoude looked frightened, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said with difficulty.

"If you're not colorblind, you should be able to tell the difference between these silver wolves and the garbage of Issinger."

Ma Xiaokang looked indifferently at the panicked crowd on the fortress, he said it to Xiyoude, but through the soul power, the conduction spread to the Holy Helmet City, after all, he didn't want these iron horsemen with all the grass and trees to make any more trouble.

According to Ma Xiaokang's meaning, these alchemy demon wolves will become the new force of their cavalry commandos, and their strong sprint power and mobility will make these thousand elite cavalry archers become an undefeated myth on the battlefield of the Lord of the Rings.

These Rohan warriors first approached the giant wolves lying on the ground with worried expressions, and after confirming that these war wolves were not hostile, they were instantly deeply attracted by their cool appearance, and they couldn't put it down one by one, and they actually made emotional contact with these thousand war wolves like training war horses.

The Knight Empire is therefore known as the first great country of knights, not because of how powerful the iron horsemen are, but because the war horses under their seats are well-trained, and they are the most powerful and elite mounts in Middle-earth, and at this moment, what these archers have to do is to want the giant wolf in front of them to carry out the first lesson: robe training in chivalry.

Only when it is truly integrated with the mount can a powerful cavalry army truly exert its combat power.

Ma Xiaokang naturally didn't bother to explain to them that these alchemy wolves were subordinate to him, and their loyalty was undoubted, and after talking to the White Emperor in detail and asking him to train this cavalry for ordinary adaptation exercises, Ma Xiaokang left the gate of the Holy Helmet City alone and walked towards the Holy Helmet City Wall.

……

Dark clouds filled the air, and the night light was hazy.

Ma Xiaokang sat alone on the edge of the city wall, staring deeply at the plain in the distance, in three days, an army of 50,000 orcs would crush the border, but judging from the leisurely look on his face, it seemed that he didn't care about this battle at all.

His figure was elongated by the moonlight, and his loneliness was deep, as if he had melted into the darkness.

"The Ring is in your hands, why do you want Frodo to go to Mount Doom?"

At some point, Gandalf stood silently behind him, the old man's white robes clearly out of place in the darkness around him.

Ma Xiaokang didn't look back, and said calmly: "I had a fight with Galadriel in the Golden Forest, and when I woke up, Frodo had already left. ”

Gandalf's pupils shrank, revealing an incredible look, who is Galadriel, that is the cousin of the Elf King, the king of the Golden Forest, Ma Xiaokang actually dares to fight in her territory? And judging from his tone, it seems that the winning side is still Ma Xiaokang?

Not to mention the three thousand elven warriors of the Golden Forest, the name of the elven queen alone is enough to shock this Middle-earth world, her vast spiritual power is incomparable, even Saruman does not dare to stretch her claws there!

"You ......"

Ma Xiaokang replied, turned his back to him, as if reading his thoughts, and explained indifferently: "You guessed right, I won." ”

A bland and emotionless explanation made the two fall into a long silence.

For a moment, Gandalf sighed softly, like a tired old man, the wrinkles on his forehead deepened a little, and muttered, "I hope you can really save this Middle-earth." ”

……

With the old man leaving, the place once again melted into the darkness, until a bright figure appeared behind Ma Xiaokang.

"Fire pits and harassment tactics, it doesn't seem like it's going to be able to stand up to Issinger's army, right?"

He Jieyu's ruddy little mouth opened slightly, and a pair of autumn eyes were like blue waves in a leisurely garden, shining, and in the darkness, they were particularly dazzling.

"There's only so much they can do."

Ma Xiaokang smiled indifferently, tilted his head back, and looked at this stunner like a fairy.

He Jieyu's red lips curled, revealing her white teeth, she turned her face shyly, avoiding his burning gaze, and asked softly, "You don't seem to care much about this Holy Helmet Battle?" ”

Comfortably changing his position, Ma Xiaokang stretched his waist comfortably, and looked farther away.

That's not the direction of the army of 50,000 orcs, that's Gangxuan, the closest place to the Doomsday Volcano.

"There is no suspense in this war, what I am waiting for is the moment when the horn is just chosen, of course, what I care more about is just the final battle, and the battle is actually just like that, just "straw boats borrow arrows". ”

"Isn't it the final battle?" He Jieyu rubbed her eyebrows suspiciously, this man is always full of a strong sense of mystery, even if she has known him for many years, she has not figured out this man's thoughts after all.

Every layout has unexpected gains, as if in his eyes, the world is a chessboard, and it is this man named Ma Xiaokang who has been playing against God.

All of He Jieyu's tricks and tricks happened to be passively learned from Ma Xiaokang's unexpected layouts again and again.

Strictly speaking, this woman can have such a smart control ability today, and Ma Xiaokang is inextricably linked.

"Of course not, the battle just chosen is just an appetizer......" Ma Xiaokang's deep eyes showed a hint of weirdness, the corners of his mouth lifted a hint of conspiracy, and he said calmly: "When this Holy Helmet Battle is over, I should also go to Doom Volcano." ”

"What are you going to do?"

For some reason, He Jieyu always had a feeling of unease, not for Ma Xiaokang alone, but for the entire Middle Earth that was about to face a major crisis.

It was an instinctive fear of living beings, as if they were at a loss before the end of the world was about to fall.

Ma Xiaokang slowly stood up, approached He Jieyu's side, patted her head gently, his eyes were deep and rebellious, and he said indifferently:

"Go and return the One Ring to Sauron."

(To be continued.) )