The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Two guards followed Eowyn, and Zelin showed an unexpected look when he noticed Porom, who nodded to him.

"That is indeed an army of orcs from the Misty Mountains, but they have been defeated." Zelin said quickly: "Of course, it can't be eliminated. The orc army may have two thousand, but at this time they all fled. You may need to summon riders, send people to warn nearby villages and tribes, and tell them to be careful of the small groups of orcs running around."

Zelin defeated the force, but he personally believed that only a quarter of the orcs were killed, or less. Maybe some half-orcs died in the trampling caused by the flames and chaos, but at least one thousand to fifteen hundred half-orcs were alive, but fled into the grassland. Zelin had never thought of destroying two thousand people, even if they stood in front of the demon hunters one by one, waiting to be killed, Zelin would have to kill them for a long time.

But without the commander, the half-orcs that are left scattered are not a cause for concern. These half-orcs live in the mountains all year round. They are short and thin. They may not be the opponents of the Hobbit, let alone the robust Rohan. As long as they are prepared, the villages holding pitchforks and bows can withstand the attack of more than a hundred half-orcs.

In Moria that year, only a dozen dwarves were able to confront the tribe of half-orcs and successfully broke through.

"Is it the army sent by your majesty?" Eowyn asked: "Is there an army back for help?"

"No, Your Highness." Zelin shook his head: "I'm the only one. Oh, and this ranger. The two of us."

"You two." Poromo stretched out three fingers, showing a confused look: "riding that giant beast, defeated a troop of orcs?"

"The process can be said later. I just saw many militiamen and people packing their luggage. Is this going to leave?"

Zelin didn't know why Polomo was here, but the first task now is to stop the riots and panic: "You can stop them. After the orcs are broken, it is safer to stay behind the wall."

"You have brought good news, wizard. But unfortunately, I can only tell you a bad news." Eowyn smiled bitterly: "In the east, an army of Roen people is approaching Edoras. And we are weak."

Chapter 2449 The Four Horsemen

Polomo separated from Aragorn's group after being injured, and he was relieved after learning that the two hobbits who had been captured were safe.

"It seems that there is still a problem."

Zelin and Eowyn, Polomo and Altariel are standing in the strategic room of the Golden Temple Hall. A map of Edoras is hung on the wall. Polomo is standing next to the map and his fingers are on Iraq. On the river east of Doras: “The Ruen people are about two days away from Edoras. They travel along the river all the way. Unless they don’t camp after crossing the Anduin River, we will be able to Seeing the flames of the Luen marching. The only good news is that they cannot carry siege weapons, and there is no forest in the grasslands near Edoras that can provide ladders and siege hammers."

Two candles were hung in the hanging candle holders on the wooden stakes on both sides of the map. A copper basin burning with a bonfire was at the other end of the room. The flame was pulsating, and the people in the room turned their backs to the brazier, and their shadows were projected on the map wall.

"Unfortunately, our wooden walls can't stop the rocket's attack, and the buildings on the hillside only need to ignite the arrow and throw it away, and the city will fall into flames." Zelin raised his hand and pointed to Edoras. The floor plan: "They are all wooden and hayloft structures, which are easy to ignite, and in some places, the walls are too short, even if they can block for a period of time, it may not take long before they can climb up directly on the corpse. But I am more suspicious. , Can we create so many casualties for the Ruen people."

"Then what should I do now? Flee to the mouth of the Eisen River and wait for your majesty's army to return?" Eowyn put her hands in front of her, her eyes full of anxiety: "They have no cavalry, and there are still two days before Edoras. If we start now, the Luen people will not be able to keep up with us."

"That's even worse. Leading a legion to the battlefield of the Essen River will make King Haydon suffer from the enemy." Zelin shook his head: "In front is the city wall of Isengard, and there are thousands of orcs hidden in it. , On the back is a long spear phalanx formed by two thousand Ruen people. Hussars will be surrounded on the plain by the river. In order to fight on the front line, we have to find a way to block the Ruen people."

"In Edoras?" Altariel turned his gaze to Zelin: "This is impossible. There are not even enough archers here. The Luen people will walk under the wall like a walk, and then rely on the number of people. The advantage smashed open the wooden door. Only in the rock fortress can an army be blocked."

"First send away the civilians here, find a safe hiding place, and let them hide until the end of the battle." Poromo suggested: "If the remaining people stay in Edoras to fight, the civilians can hide in the dark. Inside the temple. It's a mountain. The people of Luen are not familiar with the terrain. It's hard to find it. It's safe to stay inside."

"Black Man Temple?"

"An ancestral hall at the top of a mountain. In the past, when King Hussar gathered his army, he would erect a king's flag at the Black Man Temple, waiting for the army loyal to his Majesty to gather on the plain below the mountain." Eowyn explained to Zelin: "That ancestral hall is hidden It’s safe in the mountains. I will send soldiers and lead civilians to escape there."

"Wait, then, why don't we defend against the Black Man Temple?" Zelin said, his gaze swept over the other people present, and he walked quickly to the map and found the location of the Black Man Temple on it: "Here is the distance. Edoras is not far, and it is a long distance to the mouth of the Eisen River. If that mountain is really like what you said, there is only one mountain road leading to the top, this kind of place can make the number advantage of the Ruen people become It doesn't make any sense."

"But the Luen people can also choose to go directly over Edoras and attack the mouth of the Eisen River." Poromo walked to Zelin and stretched out his finger to draw a straight line between Edoras and Rohan's pass, and Hei The temple is not on that line, but on the lower right side of the line: "I don’t know who the leader of the Loen people is. Sauron ordered him to attack Rohan, most likely to cooperate with Isinger. King Hiurdon’s troops. If Edoras is not a stumbling block, he may directly attack Rohan Pass."

"So now I need to find a way to attract the Luen people, right?" Zelin turned his inquiring gaze to the others, and Polomo nodded.

"Yes, this is the hardest part. How to make the Ruen people give up the Luohan Pass and attack the Black Man Temple?"

Zelin thought for a few seconds.

"After King Hiurdon set off, is there still a flag representing it in this palace?"

In the evening, the people of Edoras received orders from the Golden Temple, and orders from the Queen Eowyn-everyone immediately packed their luggage, and went to the Black Man Temple under the protection of guards and conscripted militias. People gathered around the carriage. The old people and children who were difficult to walk stayed in the carriage, while the rest gathered in twos and threes. The guards lined up in a neat line, in two teams guarding the only carriage, and the remaining people. Follow them closely. Pushing large and small carriages, drove the only domestic animals, the number of carriages is not so large, many people carrying children on their backs, slowly kicking the weeds under their feet, and trying to avoid being thrown off.

No one wants to give up their homes and leave. They have lived in Edoras for how long, and they may continue to live here in the future. But there is no doubt that their homeland will fall into the hands of another group of enemies during the day after tomorrow. Although many people are confident of retaking their homes, who knows how long it will take to rebuild their houses in the future. People can only bring valuable things as much as possible, and regretfully watched the things that could not be taken away as the team progressed and disappeared behind Edoras, which was enveloped by the dawn and morning light.

Polomo hoped that the people would be easy, but considering that the Ruen people were still some distance away from Idoras, Iowen still agreed to the people's request to bring more supplies.

Another door of Edoras also walked out of a team.

"Is all this in your plan, Zellin?" Altarel asked the demon hunter beside him, riding on another gray horse. The griffin flew over their heads and flew to the east. Zelin rode another horse: "All of this? You seem to be considering everything."

"Of course it's impossible. How would I know everything? I really didn't expect that the Luen people would lead the army to attack." Zelin patted Chongmao's red horse under him: "But don't worry, they came too late. If so. They come a few days early, or Poromo comes a day late, this matter may become very tricky."

"Do you sometimes fail?" The elf ranger raised his eyebrows.

"I won't fail on important things." Zelin said blankly: "Otherwise I would have died early."

"Does this have any tricks and tricks?"

"In the past? In the past, that was to do nothing and ask nothing. If you don't do anything, you won't make mistakes, but now you can't." Zelin shrugged: "You should lead the people, Your Royal Highness, this matter. It’s very dangerous. I don’t recommend you to go with us."

"The captain of the guard of the Golden Temple knows how to command them, and I should be in charge of this banner." Eowyn rode on a white horse, wearing the rider's chain mail, and his blond hair on the dark green cloak behind him. She holds the rein in her left hand and the flagpole in her right. On the top of the flagpole is a black flag embroidered with a leaping white horse. The outline of the white horse is stitched with gold thread. There is a half-round of the sun in the upper right corner, as if a white horse radiates under the sunlight. Holding Jinguang: "My equestrian skills are very good, don’t worry that I won’t be able to keep up with you. I can shoot arrows, use daggers and shields. Those Luen people can’t catch me. They will only see this side that represents King Xiuton. Flag."

"It is undoubtedly the incompetence of the soldiers to let a beautiful lady like you go to the battlefield." Polomo smiled heartily. He rode on a black horse: "But I am honored to be able to fight alongside a brave fighter like you. ."

"It's time to set off." Zelin said: "The Loenians are still waiting for us in the east. They can't let them wait for long. By the way, the Grima..."

"It's all arranged according to your statement." Eowyn nodded: "I hope he can do things according to your plan."

"I don't like to pin my hopes on the enemy, but don't worry. Even if Grima doesn't do this, our chances of success are still very high." Zelin pursed his mouth, and finally sighed: "I always hate possibility. Sex and probability."

Chapter 2450 The Escaped Grima

Fargon Forest —

Sitting on Shuhu's shoulders, Meili and Pipin looked at the ground that was turned into a piece of scorched earth by the flames and axe in front of them. Not long ago, this was a forest.

"How could this..."

Shuhu looked at the ruins with wide eyes. Some trees were difficult to cut. Their rhizomes were thick and plunged deep into the soil. So the half-orcs burned the roots with torches, destroying the connection between the trees and the earth. In the original lush forest, only the ground was completely turned over, the soil was turned over, and there was still black smoke after burning. Many low trees were uprooted, and some were left with chopped stumps.

"Once, before witnessing all of this with my own eyes, I couldn't imagine that there would be a tool, a rotating sawtooth tool, that could cut down trees with extremely high efficiency." Xisali said of her experience, but the tree is not. May go to confront Saruman and ask Saruman in what way he cuts down the forest. Although the logging camps of the half-orcs here are inefficient and old-fashioned, as long as the number is large enough, no matter how lush the forest is, it is hard to escape the end of being cut down: "Maybe this may not be your war, the tree, but always Someone will get you in. Saruman has to arm his army if he wants to win. He needs steel and firewood. He can’t let the Fargon forest go. It’s difficult for you to make a decision in Parliament, just because you didn’t see it with your own eyes. All this."

"There are many trees here that are my friends. I knew them when they were still seeds." Shuhu stared at the deforested land in a daze: "They all have their own voice... ..."

"I'm sorry, Shuhu." Meili, who was sitting on Shuhu's shoulder, said sadly. He knows why Hisalie wants Shuhu to come here, but he still hopes that Shuren can participate in the war.

Moreover, this is not deceit, but only allows those treants who stay deep in the forest and cannot see changes in the outside world to see exactly what is happening on their borders.

If the Rohan people fail here, Gondor also fails under the siege of Mordor and Isengard. There are no more people in this land who can stop Sauron's pace.

At that time, can Charles still be alone?

He didn't want to see the Orcs enter the Shire to burn, kill, and looting. When Hisalie told him this idea, he did not hesitate to support the night elves' plan.

"Saruman..." Shuhu looked at Isengard in the distance, and Isengard's ground was stained black and gray, and there were densely packed orc soldiers everywhere. Outside the river valley, you can vaguely see the Rohan siege camp. The sky was gloomy, and the thick smoke rising from Isinger seemed to dye the sky black: "A wizard shouldn't do this! Whether it's Elvish, Treant, or human language, there is no stronger word to curse. It..."

"Look there, look at the camp of the Rohan people!" Pipin noticed that the riders in the camp by the river in the distance seemed to line up in squares and began to move: "They are moving!"

"Are the Rohan people preparing to attack Isengard?" Meili rubbed the corners of his eyes: "Are they going to attack the city?"

"No." Xisali knew what the Rohan people were doing: "They are not going to attack the city, they can no longer hold on to it."