The old driver of the infinite world

Chapter 383
As the sun set, the dim afterglow fell on the top of the Horn Fortress, and the flag of the Kingdom of Rohan drooped feebly.

The battle was approaching, and the atmosphere inside the fortress was very dull, and even the reincarnated people felt a little depressed.

A few people sneaked up to the city wall to get some air and air, chatting casually.
Zheng Zha jumped lightly, sat down on the battlement, yawned and said, "Brother Jie, haven't they come back yet?"

"Not yet, but it's probably coming soon. After all, there are only a few people, and there is no danger to defend them. It won't last long." Imerton said without looking back, looking at the distant skyline.

At this time, Zhan Lan leaned on the dawn star and climbed up the city wall out of breath. Looking at the few people who were blowing and chatting at the top of the city, she suddenly became angry and poked the scepter hard on the ground, making a crisp knock There was a knocking sound, and he said angrily: "My old lady has worked so hard to arrange the city defense, but you are lucky to hide here for a while!"

Several people looked at each other, embarrassed and laughed.

At this time, after receiving a certain message, Imerton immediately said: "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first." After saying that, he immediately rolled up a gust of wind and flew towards the distance.

And that direction is exactly the position of the dwarf army.

At this moment, a gust of north wind roared in, and the temperament of the city head fluttered with the wind, adding a bit of chill to the silent deep valley.

Chu Xuan glanced at the flag fluttering in the wind, held his glasses and said, "The sky has changed."

In the whole team, only Imerton and Zhang Jie knew the overall plan of Wang and Chu.

Even the iron drum-like Horn Fortress that is currently deployed cannot withstand the onslaught of more than [-] orcs. Even the reincarnation team with super individual strength can hardly play a decisive role in a large-scale war.

Even if he is as strong as Zheng Zha, he still has more than enough energy to face tens of thousands of strong orcs. Even if there are 10,000+ pigs that will not resist, it will take several days to chop them with a knife.

Therefore, it is necessary to seek the strength of other forces. Only relative strength can change the direction of the war.

The elf archers who first came to the Horn Fort were just a smoke bomb to confuse someone, and the dwarves and elves who were about to enter the arena were all tricks.

If there is no accident, Adam, the god of heaven, has already expected this. The reason why he left it alone is because the power of Mordor is already strong enough, so big that the elves, humans, and dwarves join forces, plus the reincarnation team. With the power, even if you can win, it will only be a miserable victory.

For the side of Mordor, half-orcs and strong orcs are cannon fodder that can be quickly generated, and it doesn't matter if 10,000+ die.

If the casualties of the alliance army are too large, under the ebb and flow, they will collapse before reaching Mordor.

Therefore, regarding Adam's majestic and upright military strategy, if the Central Continent side wants to win, they must use a foreign strategy.

It might work for Chu Xuan who also pays attention to 'planning'.

But for our Daoist Wang, this trick is not enough. Cultivators pay attention to "supernatural powers"!
From the very beginning, Wang Jue didn't intend to use military power to fight recklessly with military power. A cultivator's view of war is very simple, that is to weaken the enemy and strengthen oneself.

Timing, location, formation, epidemics, divination, reckoning, etc. There are many tricks and tricks, and in the end, just push it horizontally and it's over.

However, this is also Adam's purpose. Such a big effort is to test out the Zhongzhou team's cards. As long as Zhongzhou's cards are forced to be played in the battle of Helm's Deep, then they will be able to deal with it calmly in the next battle. Finally win.

On the plains of Rohan, the Fellowship of the Ring team has stayed in place for a whole day.

And Wang Jue also meditated and adjusted his breath for a whole day, until the sun went down, and he was able to suppress the injury in his body.

It has to be said that the solar term disease between heaven and man is too domineering, and there is no cure for it at present, and it can only be borne by life and death.

After Wang Juechang let out a foul breath, he stood up slowly and looked into the distance.

The plain stretches as far as the eye can see, and on the boundary line where the sky and the earth meet, countless black spots suddenly appear, and then the black spots converge into a black wave. The earth begins to tremble slightly, and the dull hooves of huge goats and wild boars running echo in the wilderness.

Frodo hurried to Wang Jue's side, and asked a little at a loss, "Sir, what should we do?"

Wang Jue smiled and said, "Don't worry, this is reinforcements going to Helm's Deep."

After a while, the cavalry of the dwarves began to slow down, and finally stopped in front of the Fellowship of the Ring.

I saw a fat man slowly walking out of the dwarf team.

"Captain, I have finally lived up to my trust." Zhou Quan's whole body was covered with dust, and he looked at Wang Jue anxiously.

Wang Jue nodded, and said lightly: "Well, it's a little earlier than expected, and I'm interested."

Hearing these words, Zhou Quan breathed out a sigh of relief, and there were a few relaxed smiles on his face.

Afterwards, Wang Jue went straight to a huge wooden cart, on which the remains of a huge creature were firmly bound by icy iron chains.

At this time, a white-haired old dwarf riding a wild boar and holding a giant hammer came to Wang Jue's side, and said proudly: "Smaug the dragon, a gift from the humans of the Valley State to celebrate the new King of the Lonely Mountain."

Wang Jue laughed and said, "Before Smaug occupied the Lonely Mountain, don't you feel uncomfortable seeing his corpse now?"

The dwarf turned over from the wild boar mount and sneered: "Oh, then you underestimate the dwarf's magnanimity, and use the bones of the old enemy's bones as wine glasses to wash away the shame of the past, but the bones of this dragon are too much. Hard. Hahaha."

Wang Jue turned around and looked at the old dwarf, and said with a smile, "Ironfoot Dyne, King of the Lonely Mountain, I never thought you would come here in person."

"There has always been only one King of the Lonely Mountain." Dyin squinted his eyes halfway, looking at the sunset in the sky, showing a little nostalgic color, but the next second, his gaze became extremely firm again, and he said in a deep voice: "I'm here, It's because I heard from someone sneaking in a mask that the glory of the Turin family can be reproduced."

I saw Wang Jue pulled out a white gouyu mask from his narrow cuffs as if conjuring, then put it on his face, and said indifferently: "It's true that the person wearing the mask is me, but it has nothing to do with sneaking." .”

"I hate wizards, just like I hate Gandalf the Gray." Dyne looked at him with disgust.

Wang Jue smiled and said, "Congratulations, Gandalf the Gray died a few days ago."

Dyne was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said with a lonely expression: "This is not good news. Although I have never admitted Gandalf as my friend, forget it."

At this time, a gust of wind swept past, flying sand and rocks so that people could not open their eyes. After the wind passed, a bald man wearing the combat uniform of the Zhongzhou team suddenly appeared beside the two of them.

Wang Jue said to Dyne: "Okay, let's take a break to recover your strength. The battle at Helm's Deep is about to start, and you will need to break through the line of the orc army from behind."

Dyne rubbed his eyes and said angrily, "I hate wizards!" Then he rolled over and left quickly.

But Wang Jue shouted at his back: "Maybe the person you hate the most will appear in front of your eyes today!"

Dyin's figure paused for a moment, as if he had thought of something, a few gleams of hope suddenly lit up in his eyes, and he snorted coldly without looking back.

The wild boar on the mount seemed to feel the mood of its master, and walked briskly towards the team of dwarves.

Wang Jue turned around and said slowly to Imerton, "It's time to start."

Emerton nodded, then held the Bible of the Undead in his hand, and began to chant the obscure ancient Egyptian spells.

At this moment, a huge six-pointed star lit up under the dragon's corpse, and weird dark energy quickly poured into it.

A moment later, the eye sockets of the giant dragon corpse lit up with gloomy blue flames, and the same color of light glowed all over the body.

In the next second, the undead dragon broke free from the chain and roared to the sky.

On the other side, two silly girls brought three hundred bronze-armored generals and the zombie lord quietly lurking in the Fangorn forest, waiting for the time to come.

(End of this chapter)