Chapter 5 My Wheels Are Flying
Grofendale didn't have time to ask who the goblins were, he looked at Gandalf and said hurriedly, "We'd better go at once, the scouts in the Balanduin region have told me that the Knights of the Ringwrath are heading this way." β
Anduin pursed his lips, looked at the dark clouds in the distance, and said, "Well, I'm afraid they've arrived. β
Stomp Tread,
The horses' hooves burst into bursts, like fine raindrops on the ground, and in a moment's trance, the entire Nine Lives Ring Spirit Knight had already galloped from the mountain pass.
Alagorn drew his sword from his waist, the green leaf handle was on the bowstring, and Gandalf picked up his staff and stood in front of the dazed hobbit.
Compared to the last time, the fierce coercion escaping from the Nine-Lives Ringing Knight was even stronger, and the tattered cloak had faded, leaving only the hideous and terrifying heavy armor covering the body, even the head was covered with a T-shaped Gothic helmet, and the long sword at his waist was even more under the speed of the wind, dragging out a hallucinatory dim mist in the air.
The ring guards felt that the air was frozen, and under the blue sky and white sun, it was like a dark cloud, the light was dim, and the grass and trees were withered and dry.
Laugh at!
The red-eyed tall horses beneath the Ringwraith snorted in unison and slowly stopped in front of the Fellowship Guard.
Gandalf felt cold, and the Demon Lord Sauron's gaze looked directly at them through the eyes of the Ringwraith, scrutinizing coldly.
The knight of the Rings marched forward, his helmet trembling to himself, and the vast and simple ode sang out,
"The elves of the world cast three rings,
The dwarves of the earth have seven commandments,
Shouding mortals hold nine precepts,
Mordor Demon Realm Shadow Shadow,
The King of Yan sits on the Supreme Ring. β
The echo in the mountain pass was stirring, and Aragorn seemed to see the greed of the ancient human kings, wearing gold rings on their fingers, and indulging in the endless, sweet power that seemed to be a godsend.
He only felt that his heart was dancing and swaying, and the long sword in his hand fell at some point, and the whole person almost fell to his knees.
"Come back, wake up, they're no longer the kings of the human race!"
Gandalf grabbed Aragorn, helped him up, and said coldly: "What is standing in front of you now is just a rotten soul that has been hollowed out inside, leaving no honor or affection. β
"Raider the Ring! Capture the Ring!"
The leading knight pulled out his sharp sword blade that flashed with cold with a "pop", and led the guards on the side, like thunder and lightning, to charge forward with the momentum of the wind.
The ground trembled, and the road behind the Ringwraith Knight left only a few horsehoe marks scorching with dark flames.
"Not good!"
The gray-robed mage suddenly lifted his staff, and without chanting a spell, his blessed body naturally controlled the aura of heaven and earth, and an invisible force projected from the top of the scepter, like a giant slapping him, slashing at the ring spirit with great courage.
"The supreme precepts, the precepts of the multitude;
The supreme ring, the ring of the people,
The Lord of the Rings,
Imprisoning the Rings in the Dark,
The Demon Realm of Mordor is in the shadows. β
The knights of the Rings did not dodge or dodge, but raised their swords aloft, their iron horses shattering the glacier, and their spears piercing through the towers and shields, and crashing head-on into the walls of the invisible force.
Broken, the momentum of cruel yin and cold suddenly soared, the raging demonic flames boiled from the helmets of the knights, the pain of the soul burning did not arouse the touch of the ring spirit in the slightest, the leading knight raised his head, the long sword pierced the sky, slashing and slashing, and the wall shattered.
Gandalf spat out a mouthful of warm, turbid blood like a thunderbolt, splashed onto his gray robe, staggered backwards, and was picked up by Groffindelle's dismount.
"How is it possible, Sauron has obviously been sealed, this power...."
Gandalf smiled miserably, remembering what he had been told to him a few days earlier when he faced Saruman.
"There is no one who can rebel against the power of Sauron, no one who can be his enemy. β
As if he had realized something, Gandalf hung his arms feebly and let the green leaves lift him onto his horse.
Aragorn, pale-faced, picked up the hobbits standing behind him, lifted them up like turnips, and threw them into the back seat of the trail car.
"Mr. Anduin, let's go!"
The human prince has abandoned the senseless dignity and pride, and the demon king Sauron has become a little stronger, and the blessed demon flame projected on the ring spirit alone is not something he can deal with now.
The green-skinned goblin ignored this, and he watched with great interest as the Ringwraith Knight moved from far to near, and in the blink of an eye it was already in sight.
Aragorn could not take it any longer, so he rolled over slightly, sat in the driver's seat, and whistled at the horses in the shade of the trees in the distance, and made them fleeβin fact, the horses carrying the goods were already running towards the river.
Skillfully igniting the off-road vehicle, pulling the handbrake, shifting gears and stepping on the accelerator, the human ranger learns through observation, and has learned the motor vehicle driving skills without a teacher, in addition to not drifting on the mountain road of the death hairpin, it is not inferior to the average old driver.
"Mr. Anduin, let's go. β
The green-skinned goblin pursed his lips and unconcernedly flipped into the buggy and sat down beside Flodo.
"Aragorn, you'd better hurry up, I don't think this thin-skinned vehicle can withstand their blades. β
Hey, it seems like you're the one who's been dragging here all the time!
Aragorn hid his strong desire to complain in his heart, and with a slam of his foot, the wheels spun rapidly, and the strong power from the internal combustion engine was loaded into the two rear wheels through the movement of the pistons, and rushed forward through friction.
"Capture the Ring!"
The Ringwray Knights roared unwillingly, cars from 20th-century industry were far faster than the specially bred horses under their crotches - even undead horses had to follow the natural structure of living things.
Sauron's one-eyed blinked.
The majestic power of evil spans the mountains, crosses the canyons and plains, and is directly infused into the body of the ringwraiths through the link of the defiled soul through sacrifice.
Boom! Pitch-black wings stretched out from the sides of the warhorse's body, and the knight sprinted again like an arrow from a string.
"Oh, dark version of Pagassos, this thing sells for a good price, both in terms of appearance and practical use. It's just that these wings seem to be the result of direct shaping by magic, not a natural creation, otherwise they can go up a notch. β
Anduin commented in a suffocating tone, as if to elaborate on a flawed art treasure.
Aragorn was almost crushing his teeth, and the power of the SUV had been tapped to the extreme, and the hobbit in the back seat had to barely hold on to the seat to keep himself from falling.
"Steady, ahhh
Aragorn let out a loud shout, and the vehicle flew up a hill and soared towards the side of the mountain.