782 Welcome to the World of the Ring Part I

Forest, forest, endless forest.

The midday sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

But what should have been a beautiful moment was full of killing and panic.

Boom, hooves, horses moving fast through the forest. They are the finest horses produced by the Hussar Kingdom of Luohan, and they can travel thousands of miles in a day, trekking through mountains and rivers. Riding on horseback were not the knights of the Luohan Kingdom, but the elves with exquisite and gorgeous armor and brilliant weapons.

These golden-armored elves have a light body, which makes the horses run more briskly. These proud creatures are familiar with the environment of the forest, and even the dense jungle cannot get them lost.

But their faces were grim now, and they didn't look like they were swimming in the forest at all.

"Woo-woo-"

The sound of a horn came from the front, signaling a scout who was one step ahead. A horn blessed by elven magic can make a sound that only friends can hear. The more than 100 elven knights immediately took off their longbows and prepared their moon blades. The powerful elven craftsmanship gives these killer weapons excellent appearance and performance at the same time. In a sense, it is high in attributes, high in appearance and sassy.

Chirping, trivial words blowing in the wind, the enemy is not far away. The white-robed wizard who rushed to the front immediately judged the enemy's situation: "It's an orc! There's a group of orcs camping in front!"

The leading knight, who walked alongside the wizard, wore a broad cloak, and he gave the order to attack with a loud shout in his horse's belly. As a result, the horse's speed increased dramatically from cruising speed to charging speed. They leapt with their swords and burst out, and the ugly enemy immediately comes into view.

Horses leapt out of a sturdy arc, and elven marksmen shoot arrows into the faces of stunned enemies at the highest point of the arc. Then, in an instant, he put back his bow and arrow, took out the moon blade, and took advantage of the impact of the horse's leap. Crashed into the orc's camp.

The sound of sharp blades cutting flesh immediately rang out one after another, and the red and black blood of the orcs spilled all over the forest in the blink of an eye.

This is a group of elite elven knights, cold and neat, and it can be seen that it is not the kind of fancy and useless showmanship at all. More than 100 knights who charged at high speed were against the same number of ordinary orcs with scattered formations, and they were unintentionally attacked and killed. The results do not need to be repeated at all. In a short period of time, Middle-earth was deprived of a group of hideous and ferocious demons.

But in the face of such a favorable result, the white-robed wizard did not show his face. His name was Gandalf, or Mislanda in Elven language, and he was one of the wisest sages in the world who walked in Middle-earth. The old wizard was dressed in white clothes, and there was a faint white halo circulating, looking mysterious and powerful, but there seemed to be a haze in his pupils.

"Quick, don't tidy up the battlefield. Evil is growing. The shadows are coming, and we can't stop!" Gandalf was so brilliant at speaking in a divine tone that he was very middle-of-the-road, but he only came across as far-sighted and wise: "Go forward, knights, go there!" Stop everything - before things are irreparable!"

So, without even a second of rest, the elven knights continued their journey.

Crossing the forest and crossing the shallows. All the way to the march, the two leaders at the front were talking in low voices.

"The elves don't have a fighting spirit, though. But their magical energy is a powerful weapon against demons. These elves have a long lifespan and have seen the changes in the kingdom. Brave, powerful, and loyal, they fought in the Battle of Montenegro and slaughtered countless orcs. But my friend, the situation in front of me is beyond the limits of what they can handle. Gandalf used some sort of teleportation-like ability to whisper to the cloaked knight beside him, "There is darkness growing in this forest. Behind us, in front of us. There is a smell of decay everywhere. โ€

"So, as you said, my old fellow, we can't stop. The Cloaked Knight was unwavering, his voice calm, steady, warm and strong. Just hearing this voice, the followers around me seem to feel some kind of conviction and strength.

The knight raised his hand and lifted the hood of his cloak. showed the true face of black hair and black eyes. His face was rugged and handsome, and the elves on his side were eye-catching, and their eyes were full of reverence and respect. His muscular body was not wrapped in ornate armor, but he was dressed in ordinary cloth, but no one would regard him as a lowly wanderer. In today's Middle-earth, his name is as exalted as the kings, and his honor shines as brightly as legendary heroes.

He is Xiao Jingzhe.

Xiao Jingzhe said to Gandalf: "Moreover, we are not alone. Not only will the whole of Middle-earth be united, but my old buddy, my friends, will also be here. She is the most powerful reinforcement, the most powerful helper, and the most reliable sister. With her, there will be no darkness in front of us. โ€

"I understand, but that's exactly what I'm worried about. Gandalf was worried, "Ever since Lady Galadriel prophesied that your friends would come here, we have been rushing here. But in this land, there is a worrying darkness lurking. The enemy is growing, my friend, and the enemy has crept up to the point of frightening us, and this is already the enemy's sphere of influence. If we can't find them quickly, they'll be left alone in enemy lines!"

"Haha, don't worry about whether you can find it or not. Xiao Jingzhe sighed nostalgically, in subjective time, he hadn't seen the white-haired woman for a long, long time: "She has never been a difficult person to find, just go where she moves." โ€

"But the jungle around is quiet, and there is not even the sound of birds!" Gandalf argued, and then suddenly he seemed to think of something, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly: "If there is no one in this jungle, then there is only one place......

"Woo-woo!!" a hurried horn sounded from the front, apparently the scout had spotted something tricky and signaled urgently.

Xiao Jingzhe took the lead and rushed out of the dense forest, and his eyes suddenly opened up. I saw a low hill ahead, and at first glance it didn't look special. But in Xiao Jingzhe's eyes, there was a lingering evil aura circling inside this small hill. In particular, the big black hole on the hill that has no bottom can not be seen, like the devil's throat eye, keeps spewing out disgusting demonic energy.

"Phew!" the knights stood still, and Gandalf's face looked like he was constipated, "This is it! If there is no one on the ground, then it can only be hereโ€”the Great Cave of Moslit." Like the Moriath Pit, it was once a treasure trove for dwarves. Ironically, its ultimate fate is similar to that of the Morea Pit, where the dwarves dug too deep and touched some ancient evil. Now, this is the camp where the orcs are entrenched, and it is also the largest group of Modo blood. If your friends are here, I'm afraid ......"

Before Gandalf could finish his words, he heard a chaotic and complicated voice coming from the cave.

The voices grew louder and closer, mixed with shrill screams and frantic lowlings.

"Alert!" Gandalf's face changed and he shouted, "It's an orc, it's a large number of Mordo orcs!"

In addition to a shrill roar, there was a muffled sound of a thump approaching rapidly. The sound of these heavy voices was terrifying, it was the sound of huge footsteps, and the sound of the footsteps made the earth tremble. It was as if more than ten war drums were smashed at the same time, and the footsteps were heavy and numerous, which was heartbreaking.

This time, there was no need for Gandalf to remind them, and the battle-hardened elven knights also heard this very characteristic footsteps, and their faces were pale, nervous and hateful.

"It's a troll!" "It's a lot of trolls!" "At least a dozen!"

"It's not just an ordinary troll, it's Modo's army of heavily armed trolls. Gandalf raised his wand and commanded, "Raise your bow!"

Well, the elves all bent their bows and arrows, and aimed at the cave.

The next moment, a large number of dwarf orcs rushed out of the cave with a scream, rushing over. This was followed by a large Roshan that was about two stories high, and the heavy fat man was a troll. The moment it came out of the hole, it squeezed a lot of small orcs who couldn't dodge into meat sauce, and squeezed iron armor into discus, these big guys with tons of flavor and exaggerated strength were almost unstoppable on the battlefield.

The elves' eyes tightened, their fingers loosened, they collapsed, their strong bows shot out, and the precious demon-breaking arrows shot out in an instant. With the sound of popping into the flesh, the huge trolls and small orcs were hit head-on and fell to the ground with a miserable howl. The lethality of these demon-breaking arrows is amazing, even with heavy iron armor.

But there are too many monsters, and they are too deadly. They pushed away corpses, kicked away their companions, smashed through barricades, like fire hydrants spraying water, piles of holes squeezed out.

The elven knights felt bad, the Demon Breaking Arrows were extremely precious and scarce, and there were too many enemies here! They came out too quickly and so quickly, they actually rushed over the shooting distance in the blink of an eye and pounced in front of everyone!

The paladin raised his war hammer, the white-robed wizard picked up his wand, and with a bang, the moon blade went out of his body, and the knights gritted their teeth and prepared to bury themselves in close combat. But the next moment, something unexpected happened to them, and those monsters suddenly separated like ocean waves, and did not come to provoke the knights at all, but rushed to the forest behind them.

When I got closer, I subtly felt that what those grinning faces revealed was not a murderous killing intent, but a ...... Uh-fear?

The knights looked at the cowardice of those little monsters who were rolling and crawling, throwing away their armor, and they all had question marks on their heads. There is a famous sentence circling in their hearts: I haven't used my strength yet, why did you fall?

"What's the situation?" Even the well-informed white-robed wizard was confused, only the paladin laughed and put down the warhammer and looked back at the demon cave: "I said a long time ago, just look where there is a big movement!" (To be continued.) )

PS: Yesterday I drank with my father-in-law, and I was going to hurry up and get it back, but my father-in-law was too good to drink, and the 56-degree super liquor directly made Shoushou and I lay down. As a result, I was dizzy all day today and didn't know where I was, alas, I will be sad in the future~~