Wood Elves.

The Wood Elves, also known as the Sylvan Elves, are the most common and common elves among the Elven races in Middle-earth. Many of them are warriors with excellent combat strength, but the growth limit is slightly lower than that of other more powerful elven races.

Unlike their powerful races, the Wood Elves were also allowed to return to their hometowns, but not all of them left Middle-earth. At the end of the story of the Lord of the Rings, and the chapter of history points to the era of human domination as determined by Iluvita, a large number of them still inhabit the ruins of the Elven Kingdom in the woodlands, until they are all lost to dust by the passage of history.

Of course, the group that appears here obviously does not belong to the latter category.

"Jiang Yu, do you plan to help them?" Zhan Lan asked, "It doesn't matter if you don't help, anyway, in this world, the dead elves will be reborn in Amen Continent." And if we're going to help, it's going to take about two minutes to fight...... But if you're not going to waste time, I can also reduce the process to two seconds. ”

Reduced to two seconds, it is naturally not a big lightning strike, and it will kill all of us regardless of the enemy. Doing so naturally implies some kind of more efficient and meticulous technique, given the consideration of innocence.

Jiang Yu turned his gaze away and connected through Zhan Lan's spiritual power. He saw a half-orc, in their early 1,000s, besieging a migration party of no more than fifty wood elves under the darkness—the elves' arrows and swords effectively contained the advance attack. However, as the number accumulates, casualties will soon be incurred in the subsequent battle.

He tilted his head and glanced at the two newcomers who were still struggling to deal with the trolls—victory was inevitable, but it would be a long time. And this workout process is really necessary.

There's still time to waste – it's already been wasted anyway.

Kasumi stayed, making sure that there were no surprises in the newcomers' workouts. And above the sky, his other companions are also adjusting their fighting stance. And to prepare for the offensive and defensive battle that Issinger should face soon.

"As far as I know, orcs surrender to darkness. And the forces of darkness did not have the need to attack the elves who were moving away from the land. "Jiang Yu took steps and expressed his views with actions." Unless they are employed by Saruman and follow some unproven conjecture in an attempt to kidnap elves and then use them as raw materials to make strong orcs. ”

The Orc is stronger than the Orc, it has intelligence and combat power that is far superior to the former, and it is not afraid of the sun. In the original text of the Ring, there is no mention of how the strong orcs were born, but there are some hints. Evil does not have the ability to create, but only has the ability to twist and corrupt, strong orcs may be distorted and corrupted humans, human hybrids, but the possibility of elves is not small.

This is an unverified conjecture, and there is no evidence that this is true. It is even possible that the strong orcs are only an elite group of half-orcs, just like there will always be some strong men who are more than two meters tall among mortals.

Now is the time to test your conjectures.

"At least give us a chance to make a show." Jiang Yu said that his form traveled far away in high-speed movement. "And if this Orc raiding team has something to do with Saruman, then leaving one or two alive might also allow us to get some valuable information." - In this case, at least this delay is not a complete waste of time.

Zhan Lan followed him, pursed her lips and smiled softly.

Her mental power fluctuations had already locked on the orc army by the time she scanned them—a total of one thousand one hundred and eighty-seven, and they were like dark black torches in the spiritual realm, surrounded by fifty bright pure white glows.

The Lord of the Rings is different from other worlds in that light and darkness are divisible, bad is bad, and good is good.

There are basically no good-minded variants among the orcs, and there are few representatives of active depravity among the elves. Exceptions are not non-existent, but they are rare enough to be considered a typical entry into the chronology of the Lord of the Rings.

Therefore, as long as the means are appropriate, there will be no accidental injury.

—Mothra's fluttering wings.

The silent flapping of wings rippled in the spiritual realm, and even if she turned down the output power, the 1,187 orcs she had locked on silently surged from the bottom of their hearts with great irritability, exhaustion, and confusion. It was like a thousand bumblebees buzzing around the head, threatening, suppressing, and distracting, enough to make a human with a normal mind go crazy in an instant.

The Orc offensive has weakened.

Forty-two of them died in the next second under the arrows of the Wood Elves. Among them was a strong orc with a relatively strong heart and a strong body, who was shot nine arrows at the same time before reaching his death.

- The physical strength is a senior first-order warrior, even close to the second-order. But the spirit is also at the level of mortals. Not...... The total number of strong orcs is eleven, and there are still ten left.

Zhan Lan thought that the operation of the body was left to Ying to lead. She felt that if she wanted to, she could extinguish the fire of these orcs in a single thought as quickly and lightly as pouring ice water on them. And that didn't even make her a big drain.

- Just leave this matter to Jiang Yu.

Of course she wasn't going to do that, she just silently plucked the emotional strings of these dark creatures, causing them to subconsciously take their anger on their fellow human beings even in the face of a strong enemy.

And in the midst of this indiscriminate rage, there are hidden, relevant, and impressive memories in the minds of the strong orcs. and all that was known to her.

She saw a tower—just like the original, but even more majestic, towering, a pitch-black boulder tower that stabbed straight into the sky like a blade. Underneath the tower are dense fiery foundry workshops, where the river is cut off and a dam is cast to provide the energy to propel the forge. Large groups of ancient and verdant giant trees were uprooted from the nearby Fagon Forest and sent into the fire. This was accompanied by the dying wails of the sleeping tree people awakened by the flames.

The heat is in full swing, and the soldiers are grinding.

Freshly forged armor and knives and spears are cooled in water almost every minute. Every minute, new orcs roar and roar—they are indeed twisted from elves, but they are made from more than elves. Strong humans can also be made into strong orcs, and products made of elves are at least the captain of a strong orc squad.

She glanced at it at first, though she couldn't count it in detail because of the perspective. But the total number of strong orcs should be more than a thousand. And the orcs ...... Among them, the part that has been armed may be more than 50,000.

They come together—their concentration is the concentration of darkness—and they are made stronger by the infiltration of darkness.

The power of darkness, the more the stronger. A lone orc is most likely to be killed by a human villager who is still a minor. And a hundred, they are qualified to take on a squad of heavily armed human warriors. And when there are thousands of them, the most ordinary of them may also have the same physique and strength as the elite soldiers of the human race.

- It doesn't make much difference, though.

- Hmm...... Be careful with the combo skills they may have. Since the greater the number, the greater the power. Then there is also the possibility that a large army will be able to use combos......

- What do I think I've seen in a similar setting? Not...... Romance of the Three Kingdoms, or the military array in the Water Margin?

Zhan Lan's thoughts were light, and she searched the brains of these powerful orcs casually and easily, until her eyes caught some corner of the white-robed clothes in the orc's mind—she knew what it was, it was the white-robed wizard Saruman. She didn't look at it directly, but she could sense some power in the shadow of that memory.

Secrecy means, trigger-type mechanisms. Anyone who tries to snoop on some of the key memories will be discovered by the caster. And according to the mental strength of the toucher itself, give warnings, fight back, and even reverse interference to mislead.

Good trick, copied.

Zhan Lan thought that for a while, she couldn't quietly break through Saruman's psychic early warning method and get the confidential information she needed.

But it will only not be possible for a while.

…………………………

'Boom-' Jiang Yu arrived at the battlefield.

He galloped like a meteor, turning into a dark streamer and slamming into the edge of the battlefield.

The earth cracked, and the earth flew. Large swaths of the forest burned hot from the friction of the air. Dozens of Oaks were reduced to burning and shattered wreckage in the impact. Hundreds of their kind were scorched, scorched, and released an unpleasant smell of burnt meat.

They seemed to be stronger than the group of their fellow people dozens of kilometers away, with stronger flesh and neat armor. Even in the face of sudden heavy blows, they were able to stabilize their formation, maintain order, and resist the cries of the strong orc captain.

Ant.

Jiang Yu's gaze swept over them indifferently. The end of the Spear of Judgment flickered with a faint lightning light. The enemy is weak and has the advantage of being weak, because it is just the right thing for him to practice by the way, how to release the huge energy in his body with unmistakable precision.

Of course, he was able to tame the thunder divine power in his body, and he had already mastered it.

But no matter how deep the control is, there is always room for improvement, and he wants to try it now, so that every power he releases is just enough to make an Oak with a floating strength...... Half-orc or strong orc kill in its entirety.

It's a delicate job. Neither the whip nor the remaining breath is very good. And the moment such a thought passed through Jiang Yu's mind, the tip of the spear of judgment was already on the chest of Oak, who was closest to him.

'Bang——! ’

It's like popping an overblown balloon. The half-orcs who were hit didn't even have time to scream, and their size swelled up a hundred times dramatically, and in the next second, they were evenly spread across the battlefield within a hundred square meters.

Yes...... I pushed myself a little too hard. But isn't that just a complete death?

Jiang Yu tilted his head and casually tore apart a few Oaks who were in the way. Then a slap slammed into the head of a strong orc who had mustered up the courage to rush forward - its flesh was intact, but its skin and bones were completely shattered at the same moment. With a scream of terror, a blood-red mass that was still wriggling landed at his feet, and he continued forward, towards the front.

He always felt as if the bows of the wood elves weren't pointing in the right place.

(End of chapter)