Gandalf received instructions from the gods, but when Zhang Ziyu and Death did not specifically expose themselves, even Iluvita did not notice the difference in the darkness this time.

He simply sent an even more powerful Gandalf to Middle-earth to guide the creatures of the continent in their fight against the dark forces, which was also his duty as Maia.

Gandalf, of course, felt obliged, but he didn't even know what kind of evil he would face.

The group took Pippin and Merry directly to the Rohan Kingdom, preparing to gather soldiers against Issinger's "Saruman".

At the same time, on Issinger's side, Saruman, who had changed his appearance, was holding a pitch-black staff and a long sword at his waist, half-kneeling in front of Zhang Ziyu.

"Master, we need to attack the Fagon Forest, where we have the wood we need, and only more vigorous flames can make more weapons."

Saruman has been corrupted by the power of darkness, and although he has retained his original will, he has completely become a slave loyal to Zhang Ziyu.

"How many dark orcs are there now?"

"With the master's gift, there are 20,000 dark orcs in Isengard, and they can all take up arms and fight."

Saruman is full of confidence, his former white-robed wizard, now a black-robed wizard, will definitely be able to help his master take Middle-earth.

As for Sauron in Mordor, sooner or later it will become a stepping stone as well.

Zhang Ziyu gave an order: "Then go, but I want a few living tree people, you should do this, right?" ”

"The will of the master is everything to me."

Saruman got up and walked out the door, he wanted to conquer the world for Zhang Ziyu, with his wand and sword.

"Dark Orcs Assemble!"

Outside the Isengar Tower, Saruman relayed the order to the orcs, and the sound of trumpets resounded throughout the Isengar Tower camp.

The orc army was like a whole steel machine at once, the sound of neat armor rubbing, mixed with the low roar of the orcs, and a powerful army gathered under the tower.

"10,000 people are responsible for attacking, 10,000 people are responsible for cutting down trees, and when they see those tree people, they all come back."

"Yes!"

The army set off in a mighty way, and Zhang Ziyu's figure appeared on the tower, looking at the neat and mighty orc troops, which was quite interesting.

The music sounds, the laws of the world are plucked, and the huge cosmic projection behind him is gradually growing, and it is faintly visible that a planet like Alda is gradually taking shape and growing.

Death is not here, she gradually spreads her power throughout the world, feels the power of death here, and gathers the concept and rules of death here.

As she says, it's a good world, and it's helped her.

At the edge of the Fagon Forest, a large number of orc troops arrived, and with the sound of loud horns, groups of tall dark orcs started the business of bald heads, and the sound of axes slashed at ancient trees, and the sound was heard towards the forest.

Saruman sat in the middle army, holding his long staff in his hand, watching the hard-working orc troops.

The large and powerful army was quick to cut down efficiently, and the ancient trees were cut down and pulled, squeaking and "wailing" and falling to the ground.

The other orcs with axes continued to follow, chopping off the branches, then splitting the trunks and carrying the firewood back to the Isengar Rift Arsenal.

"There should be coal mines in the Fagon Forest."

The western part of the Fagon Forest, which is immediately adjacent to Isengah, lies on the southern part of the Misty Mountains, which are rich in ore beneath the minerals, and long ago in the northern part of the mountains is the largest city of the Dwarves, Kazadûm, where they have mined countless ores.

Saruman knew, of course, that the wood alone could not support hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of an army to build.

Only ore, the kind of stone that burns, can forge weapons better.

Even if the black smoke from the burning stones didn't smell good and was harmful, Saruman, as an industrial pioneer, didn't see anything wrong with it.

"Hold on to it, don't let it mess with it."

A cacophony of shouts interrupted Saruman's thoughts, and his gloomy gaze looked in the direction from which the voice came.

Five hundred meters away, on a cutting front line, a tall tree man about ten meters tall appeared there, more accurately it was the sound of felling awakened from its slumber, and then it was furious.

Ancient trees are not necessarily tree people, but they are all friends who have accompanied him for dozens or hundreds of years.

"How dare you cut down the Fagong Forest trees?!"

The tree man angrily knocked the orc away with his big branch-like hand, and the huge tree root paws wanted to squash the orc.

Its speed was not fast, but its tall body and huge strength still disrupted the movements of the surrounding orcs, causing a lot of danger.

Saruman snorted, "Capture them alive with a clawhook." ”

The pitch-black staff in his hand was held high, and the dark power condensed into a rope, and flew towards the tree man, instantly restraining one of the tree man's palms.

The tree man tugged violently, but he didn't move, his body staggering slightly.

With Saruman's demonstration, the orcs soon surrounded him, and struck their claws at the treeman from a distance, hooking its old trunk.

The intertwined branches and slightly twisted trunk make the hook stronger to trap it.

The chains straightened, and the treants struggled, but the taller orcs took the chains, one after the other, and there were seven or eight orcs on the clawhook chains.

"Pull!"

They worked together, and under the strong wrestling force, the tree man could not support it and was directly pulled to the ground.

More orcs rushed up at once, jumping on its branches, jumping on its body, the awl striking over its torso, the chains wrapped around the branches and the awl.

The first Treant was tied up, then cut off the extra branches, ignoring its pain, and dragged more easily towards the Esinger Tower.

The war began.

As the orc forces cut deeper, they encountered more and more awakened treants.

Saruman no longer took matters into his own hands, and one by one the orcs skillfully threw their hooks at their bodies.

Battles, which break out from time to time.

Treants can also injure or even kill orcs in battle.

But what is it?

Orcs are creatures that are not afraid of death, and even more so the corrupted dark orcs.

Fighting drives them crazy, and the Mother Tree will give birth to their fellow citizens.

One by one, the treants were restrained, and then dragged away along with the wood, leaving a long trail on the dark ground.

And next to these ugly marks are even uglier, stumps with messy knife and axe marks.

The cutting continues, the edges of the Fagon Forest are being eroded by orcs, and Saruman is happy with the progress he is making now, and in a few days he should be able to enter the Misty Mountains.

Knock knock

A tall orc carrying a huge black wolf nearly three meters long came to Saruman and bowed his head in salute.

"Ashge, what's the matter?"

"Lord Saruman, we need mounts, we need behemoths that pull cargo, and treants need more strength to drag."

(End of chapter)