The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Some half-orcs wanted to escape, but the entire ground turned into a trap. No one could leave the ground with their feet, and no one could escape from this land that had been eaten by people. The wolf tried to tear off the plants on his body, but soon his entire body was covered by wildly growing green grass. They broke through the ground, bound the creatures on the ground one by one, and dragged them into the soft soil. No matter how hard the captured person struggles, it is difficult to escape the fate of being trapped in the mud.

"Become the nourishment of this land and nourish new life for them. In the name of Elune." Xisari, wearing leather armor, walked out of the Fargon Forest step by step, her eyes shining with vitality. Verdant light: "You should never be near this woodland."

Without paying attention to the orcs around, the screams of the half-orcs gradually turned into muffled hums until they were completely buried by the mud. Hisalie raised her head and looked at Isinger, who was billowing in smoke below the hillside.

"This is where the white robe wizard is?"

"This is Saruman's place." An old and wise voice came: "Isinger, this is it."

Chapter 2434: Gandalf in the White Robe

Another old man wearing a white robe and holding an ivory jade cane walked out of the forest. His beard and hair were as white as snow in the sun, and his robe exuded a white light. His eyes were clear and sharp, piercing people's hearts like sunlight.

"I remember you, in the name of Elune, Shuhu told me that there is a white-robed wizard here, and I immediately thought of Saruman." Xisari took a deep breath, her slender fingers were dexterous. The wand that turned the branch into a magic wand: "But I remember you, we saw you in Rivendell, when you landed on King Elrond’s courtyard riding a giant eagle. You are Gandalf, but you are not wearing a gray robe Do you? I remember Zelin always calling you Gandalf the Grey."

"I am Gandalf...that is my former name, but you can still call me Gandalf, Gandalf in the white robe." The wizard held his cane and walked in front of Hesari step by step, worried. Looking into the distance Isinger: "You can also call me Saruman, I play the duty that Saruman should take."

"What happened?" Hisalie squinted her eyes and looked at Gandalf: "I left Rivendell and came here. At that time, I remember you were leading an expedition team to **** the holder of the magic ring to It’s called Mordor. Zelin and others are always reluctant to explain the ring to me, but I don’t think the ring will have such a distinct effect on you. Moonlight, it looks like you have changed another one. People. One will talk about my own Saruman, another will talk about my own Gandalf. I don’t know Saruman and I know that Saruman betrayed his allies, but I know Gandalf. You look like Gandalf. Difference."

"In Moria, the expedition team encountered a fire demon. It was a powerful evil demon from ancient times, sleeping underground. The dwarves were too greedy. They dug too deep in Moria to awaken the ancient powerful enemy. .I intercepted it on the bridge of Kasadum, made it fall into the cliff, but was hit, and fell into the abyss with it." Gandalf explained: "I fell into the sea of ​​fire...and deep water. I went from the deepest center of the earth to the highest mountain. I fought desperately against the Balrog of Morgoth. Until I defeated a powerful enemy and threw its body down the mountain."

"So you won? But why are you the only one here and the others?"

"I didn't catch up with them. After the battle, I was swallowed by darkness and the stars moved. Every day is as long as a lifetime." Gandalf slowly said, "But this is not the end. I finally regained my life. I was sent back. .... Complete the mission. Now I am in a critical moment, come back to help you."

"Mission? Help?" Xisali showed a confused look, and then stretched her eyebrows: "Elune is here, if it weren't for your reminder, I don't know so much has happened here. I want Shuhu to hear what's happening here. It should be very sad, but it must know what someone has done to its relatives."

Gandalf's words reminded Xisari of this group of people in Azeroth, who use prophecies and suggestions to guide some important people to do things that may affect the world's progress. Sometimes, this group of people are called prophets, and sometimes, it may be the Lich King and the ancient gods who have invaded your head.

Before leaving, Zelin told Hisalie that there was no need to tell too many people about things that did not belong to this world. Although Middle-earth is not like other worlds, it is so closely connected that some weird place terms may arouse some people's curiosity. Here, people are familiar with the land from Mordor to the west coast. Sauron blocked the people here from exploring the east, and the Easterners who surrendered to Sauron had almost no intersection with the Middle-earth residents of the West, except for war.

"What about you?"

"I will go to the mouth of the Eisen River, where a great battle will break out." Gandalf's face is solemn: "The shadow of the east is gradually taking shape, Sauron will never be merciful to any opponent. The evil eye on the evil black tower is watching. Every corner of Middle-earth, but his power is still not strong enough to be fearless. He is afraid of an opponent, so he rushes to attack the human world. He will use his puppet Saruman to destroy Rohan China. The war is coming, and the Rohan people must defend the motherland. This is the first test of this war."

"I remember Zelin was in Rohan?" Xisari suddenly thought of another: "Maybe I should rush to Rohan immediately. Do you know where Zelin is, Prophet?"

"Everyone's journey has a certain way to go." Gandalf put on a gray robe, his appearance is old, but he walks like flying: "You must rush to the north of the Fargon Forest as soon as possible to warn the tree."

"Warn Shuhu, yes, I will warn it, and then I will rush to Luohan and meet Zelin." Xisali frowned: "As long as Shuhu can listen to my advice in one day."

The treants in the Fargon Forest are completely different from the treants in Hisalie's impression.

At least in terms of efficiency and attitudes to outsiders, tree people in different worlds are completely two creatures. On the first day in the Fargon Forest, she was almost treated as an intruder. A tree attacked her while she was resting. Fortunately, she turned into a gray wolf and jumped out. She called Shuhu’s name in the forest like a fool, but the forest didn’t respond. When night fell, when she was about to give up and leave, a tree opened its eyes and told her that the trees were hearing After her voice, she began to greet the sleeping Shuhu, telling her that there was a visiting guest here.

And Shuhu is actually about thirty meters away from Xisali's location.

"It will. Everyone has their place in destiny. Your presence here also represents another destiny."

In the distance, the half-orcs who had noticed that something was wrong had gathered and huddled together towards the lifeless logging camp.

"I believe that Moonlight has pointed out a clear way for me." Xisali said with a smile: "May you successfully complete your mission, Prophet."

As she said, she bowed her head in motion.

Gandalf blew a whistle, and a white horse jumped out of the bushes, carrying the wizard down the hillside to the far mouth of the Eisen River. And Xisali turned and returned to the forest. She leaned forward, and in the blink of an eye, a smooth-haired gray wolf appeared in the clearing. A few jumps disappeared behind the thick tree trunk.

When the orcs arrived at the camp, only felling tools scattered on the ground and trees that had not been transported away were left in the camp. There was overturned dirt everywhere. Other than that, there were no slaves and guards. Traces.

Chapter 2435: A Letter from a Family

The opponent's thoughts are always so hard to guess.

Zelin rode a horse, looking at the long winding dragon under the hills. Five thousand Rohan's enlisted riders set out from Edoras and marched towards Isengard. The end of the team has disappeared under the distant hillside, and the end of the team has not completely left the assembly field outside the walls of Edoras. These riders came from different villages, castles and tribes in Rohan. After being ordered by the king, the riders all rode on the best horses in the tribe, put on chain mail, armed with spears, axes, sabers, bows and arrows, and carrying shields, and rushed to Edoras with the lord of their hometown. .

"This is half of the country's army." Hidden was wearing a plate armor, with a saber representing the king on his waist, and a blood-red cloak stirred in the cold wind: "When we arrive at the mouth of the Eisen River and gather and complete deployment, it is estimated The infantry and archers conscripted by West Valley can also be there."

"You don't have too many infantry, Your Majesty." Zelin retracted his gaze and looked at King Xiurton: "But so many cavalry can directly crush the enemy on the plain."

"I don't know exactly how many people there are in Saruman. He may only have three thousand people, or there may be more than ten thousand people." Hidden's face was solemn: "It's too early to talk about all of this now. Wait until the mouth of the Eisen River. The enemy’s strength designation plan is good."

"Your Majesty." Eowyn, wearing a long black dress and white shirt, walked up the hill, with a relaxed smile on her face: "The weapons in the assembly ground have been distributed, and the people in Edoras are left. When the soldiers leave, they will be armed to protect the royal city until you return triumphantly."

When Rohan's warriors go out, the prince will go out with the king, and the prince will see off the team.

"Waiting for me and your brother triumph in Edoras." Hidden nodded: "If someone attacks Edoras during the expedition, you must protect the people here."

Eowyn nodded: "Please return safely."

King Xiurton threw off the reins and rode his horse down the hillside. Altariel beside Zelin also got a horse, although the elf ranger would rather be able to ride a griffon and rush to the Eisen River battlefield as soon as possible. But Zelin thought they should go with the Rohan. This army is the key to the battlefield situation. Iomo led the team at the forefront. After getting the distress letter and arriving at the mouth of the Eisen River, he temporarily handed over his troops to Siyud and led several attendants to ride back to Edoras.

After hearing about Edoras's situation, he rushed to the Golden Temple to persuade the king. Although he almost failed, at least now, Rohan has been mobilized and prepared to fight Isinger to the death.

"Are you going to the battlefield too, ma'am?" Eowyn looked at the heavily armed Altariel, the elf ranger with a long bow on his back, two short knives at his waist, and on his chest and left thigh. Two daggers, Xiujian is fixed under the metal wristband. This is the new equipment she got from Zelin.

"I will keep hunting the orcs until they are completely defeated and wiped out." Altariel said lightly: "This is my duty." After that, she glanced at Zelin on the side: "Perhaps still. Have other responsibilities."

"Whatever you think." Zelin shrugged: "You should go back, Your Highness Eowyn, please rest assured, Rohan will not fail in this war."

"I also want to fight for Rohan on the battlefield like you." Eowyn took a deep breath and sighed: "I wish you all the best. Thank you for saving your Majesty from the sorcery. Otherwise, it's not Rohan at this moment. The Khan Hussein marched on Isengard, but Isengard’s strong orcs attacked Rohan’s city. I will pray in Edoras for your safe return."

Eowyn did not leave. She stood on a high slope, watching the army go away until the last soldier disappeared behind the skyline.

It takes five days to ride a horse from the mouth of the Eisen River from Edoras, but Hidden decided to march quickly and try to arrive in two days. Perhaps only the Rohan people can do this kind of marching. Each of their soldiers has a horse, and the fast marching of the horse team far exceeds the speed of the infantry relying on two legs. Only when night falls and the moon hangs above the sky, Hidden will order the team to stop, trim and feed the mounts.

However, Zelin could see that the soldiers did not feel relaxed. At this speed, if nothing else, they would be able to see the Eisen River and the towers of the Eisinger Fortress tomorrow afternoon.

"This morning, it sounds like you have some plans..."

In the camp, Zelin was sitting next to a fire. Altariel, who was out for investigation, didn't know when to return. He sat next to Zelin and patted the demon hunter on the shoulder. Suddenly, she noticed that Zelin subconsciously put away a piece of paper in her hand.

"...Wait, what are you doing?"

"Nothing, a little personal business." Zelin folded the paper: "What do you want to say?"

"Let me see what you wrote on it." Alta Reall sullenly, stretched out a finger, and pointed at Zelin's hand holding the paper: "You didn't even notice me appearing? I'm curious. , What kind of things can make you so focused."

"I said, it's a private matter." Zelin said helplessly: "What are you suspicious?"

"I doubt everything." Altariel stretched out his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly: "If you have nothing to hide, you don't need to tell me. If it's not a conspiracy, why don't you tell me what's above? "

Zelin pursed his mouth, was silent for a few seconds, and finally sighed heavily: "Well, are your elves always so serious?"

As he said, he handed over the letter, and Altarel snatched it.

"Seriousness is praise, but I know you are not praising me now." She stared at the demon hunter: "You have to understand, you are very dangerous at this time."

"I always feel that you are more dangerous than me. Perhaps King Elrond made a mistake and should let me monitor you instead of letting you pay attention to what I'm doing." Zelin waved his hand helplessly: "Okay. Hurry up and give it to me as soon as possible after the inspection."