"There is no way to cross the river from here, the current is too fast and too deep. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoWe need to at least shoot the rope into the opposite tree for protection to avoid being washed away by the water. Glover Dale looked at the fresh and clear orc footprints by the river, and said to Zhao Mai: "No, the enemies here appear too often, and we don't have enough time...... What are you doing?"

"Of course it's to build a bridge, shouldn't we all cross the river like this?" Zhao Mai knelt on one knee by the river, put his hands on the ground, and chanted words in his mouth. The frost spreads out from the palm of the hand, about a meter wide, in an arch that extends forward and upward. Zhao Mai stood up and stepped on the ice bridge, leaving a depression with each step, like a step. Frost shot out of his palms and onto the arched bridge, which continued to stretch forward. "Don't be stunned, keep up!"

Groffindale shook his head: "No wonder I looked for this place, it turned out that the river here is the narrowest!"

The elves stepped on Zhao Mai's footprints and walked up, and immediately felt the cold and piercing, and drilled straight into the heart from the soles of their feet. Fortunately, the bridge was not long, and the elves moved lightly and quickly, rushing to get frostbite. Zhao Mai put away the ice power and swung his fist, shattering the ice bridge.

"The water will wash away most of it, and the rest will melt, and no one will be able to see it. Zhao Mai glanced at Xiaohua, she raised her finger and pointed to the left front. "Let's go, it's safe over there, let's get out of the river bank quickly. ”

The elves took one last look at the small piece of ice floe that was still undulating with the waves, and almost immediately began to run wildly. They had already measured the area of Elneid on their own legs, and now they would begin to measure Isenger again.

In the elves' memories, Isenger represents tranquility. Under Saruman's administration, there was no need for a village town, only lush forests were sufficient. But now, the woods had been almost ravaged by the orcs, and most of them had been cut into raft materials, or simply made into canoes. In many places, there are traces of fires, and the charred black seeps into the earth, and it will only take another four seasons to change back to its original color.

The elves marched with sorrow, and slowly, when they had left the river behind them and could no longer hear the sound of the water, they finally saw the dense woods again. Even though it's winter, there's still some green to spice up the elves' eyes. Evergreens such as pines and cypresses are not as tall as those that grow in the north, but they give the elves the same spiritual comfort.

Unfortunately, the good times were short-lived, and the Rohan Pass was ahead, and the bare ridge reappeared, stretching all the way to the east. This is the northern end of the White Mountains, which now look like Gray Mountains or Yellow Mountains. They avoided striking ridges and tried to choose the anticline of the valley to use the terrain to block the detection of the orcs.

Zhao Mai suddenly stopped while running, and raised his right hand into a fist. The other elves didn't know what they were doing, but Glorffindelle sensed it. A will from the north locked them on, and the power of magic diffused and weighed down around them. Zhao Mai snorted disdainfully, the Worm Heart Ring blocked Saruman's detection, and the Crystal Ball of True Knowledge would only reveal an endless mist, without revealing their location. However, they are too close to Saruman's lair, and if Saruman calms down, he will find that the spell is cast at a very short time and when it is blocked, which may reveal some information.

Nothing is perfect, but most things are going to have some degree of fault tolerance, and going the extra mile can improve it. The elves gritted their teeth, and no one wanted to make a mistake at this critical time. They didn't dare to wait, as long as Tverdo thought there was a way ahead, then they wouldn't stop.

Everyone knows in their hearts that just because they have a chance to pass now doesn't mean they will be able to pass it in the future. The opportunity is fleeting, and no one wants to find regret medicine after failure. Especially when they could see the footprints of the orcs nearby, the scars left on the overly soft dirt after cutting down the trees, they knew how urgent the situation was.

They kept the ridge or knoll between themselves and Isengar at all times, so as to block the prying eyes from the other side. But for this reason, they only heard the rumbling war drums and roaring footsteps of the orcs. Groffindel wanted to go and reconnoitre, but Zhao Mai directly told him the answer: "Saruman's army is moving, and the direction is to the west." Most likely, it will be to search for us and then attack south into Gondor. ”

"But it could also go north and attack Rivendell. Groffindale said.

"Strategically, Grofendale is too far away to attack there now, it's far better to attack Gondor and pierce the human realm from behind. Or turn around and attack Rohan and conquer the kingdom of horses once and for all. If Saruman attacked Rivinedell, there was only one reason: he was burned with rage. ”

"Elrond has the Ring of Qi in his hand," Glover Dale said, "and So, Saruman's attack on Rivendell may be motivated not only by anger, but also by greed. ”

"You have a point. But let's move on," Zhao Mai said, "Thank you for believing in my tactics and coming all the way here with me." We had already crossed the most dangerous passes, and a day further we were descending from the mountains, diagonally northward, and heading straight for the Fagon Forest. We will find reinforcements, and we will definitely defeat Saruman. At that time, no matter how many troops he still has, the initiative will return to us. ”

When they finally crossed the hills of the pass, the sun began to set. According to the results of Xiaohua's latest investigation, the group immediately changed direction, jumped out of the mountain in advance, and began to walk across the plain. The elves' backs had been bent down, and their graceful posture and calm rhythm were gone, who could keep them like this when they were exhausted? If it weren't for Zhao Mai sending the Divine Berry Fruit down, this group of elves would definitely die of physical failure. This terrible long-distance run became one of the most painful memories of this group of immortal elves.

"Don't stop, don't stop, we've been doing it for a long time, we're going to keep going!" said Groffindelle in a low voice. They were lucky enough to encounter a full moon night, and the ground beneath their feet was clearly visible, as was the horizon in the distance. The elves looked far away to see the Ozan Tower to the west. All they could see, though, was the red light and the black smoke that flickered and rose in the light.

"Saruman is still building his evil army, and we can't let him get his way. Groffindale said, "Quick, quick! ”

After another full day, Zhao Mai once again resisted Saruman's detection. When the moonlight fell on everyone's shoulders again, a black mist appeared in front of everyone. The elves drew their weapons, only to find to their surprise that the "enemy" they were facing was nothing but a dense forest.

"Elves are going to fight the trees? Celebripen laughed, "We're finally here, and this is the Fagon Forest." ”