The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Chapter 2452 Elf Reinforcement

The Heiman Temple is located at the foot of the White Mountains. It is a steep mountain **** with a steep curvature that people can only dig a sloping zigzag mountain road to reach the top of the mountain. Otherwise, the steep **** makes it impossible to walk up normally.

The refugees who had fled Edoras before have arrived under the **** of Golden Temple guards and militiamen.

"Get out of the way and welcome the princess!"

"Get out of the way!"

"The princess is down!"

With the voice of the guards of the Golden Palace, the crowds crowded on the mountain road evaded to the side of the cliff and let the horses aside.

When Eowyn rode past them on a white horse, the refugees all raised their heads and looked at the prince. The latter smiled or nodded at the dusty crowd from time to time. The captain of the guard greeted him on the mountainside. He was a strong Rohan, dressed in a black cloak, leading the guard of the Golden Palace.

"His Royal Highness, I am glad to see you return safely."

"Why are everyone gathering on the mountain road?" Eowyn got off his horse and handed the rein to another soldier: "How's the situation?"

"Everyone is fine, Your Highness, but there are no weapons and armors in the Black Man Temple to distribute to the crowd. This is not an armory." The captain of the guard said with a distressed expression: "People are very worried about this, some people want to get some stones. Protect yourself."

"In front of a group of armored enemies, it doesn't make any sense to throw stones alone." Altarel said, "Roen people are not weak orcs."

"We understand, ma'am, but if people can have a little confidence because of this, it is better than panicking all day. The panicked crowd may cause trouble."

"Let the crowd go up to the mountain." Eowyn said as he glanced at Poromo and Zelin behind him: "Do you have any comments?"

"The terrain is good, suitable for defense, and we have monsters that can attack from the sky. Although the enemy may have many archers, it can ensure that we will not be trapped here and the news can be passed on." Romo looked at the surrounding environment: "We must guard this mountain road, but the road at the foot of the mountain is too wide, and we are short of manpower, but it is easy to be surrounded by breakthroughs. It is best to guard the mountainside and release the mountain road below to the enemy."

"And you can also use the rocks here. If people really have a way to dig out the big rocks, do they have tools?" Zelin asked the captain of the guard: "Those big rocks, heavy ones, may require several Can only be promoted by an adult."

"We haven't tried, everyone is tired, but some people brought hoes and shovel to defend themselves when they left Edoras. This is very valuable."

For the Luokhanate, ironware may be more valuable than houses. They don't have many mines, and they don't have many blacksmith shops. There is a large iron mine in Asingri, but two hundred years ago, the fortress was awarded to Saruman by the then King Freyalaf of Rohan as the residence of the white-robed wizard. At that time, the Rohan nation had just experienced a serious civil strife. Edoras was even occupied by the black barbarians. The king believed that Saruman could help Rohan resist the black barbarians and buy time for Rohan to cultivate and rest. .

But who would have thought that Saruman has now become the master behind the invasion of Rohan.

"Excavate some large stones. There are seven corners on the mountain road. Even if the Luen people wear armor, the rocks falling from a certain height can kill them. Also, I suggest building some defense lines on the third section of the mountain road on the mountainside. For the fortifications supported by rocks and wood, we have too few people, and it is too unrealistic to use a human wall to block the enemy. With more people, everyone can participate in this war. When the guards resist the enemy, the rest are also You can throw stones and ignited wood into the enemy’s crowd at the edge of the mountain road above.” Zelin said as he raised his finger at the nearby terrain: “I still have some oil. Find a can to put it in. Time will definitely come in handy."

"Let everyone join the war?" The captain of the guard frowned. "Even old people, women and children?"

"Why can't women participate in the battle, Captain?" Eowyn asked back: "Why can someone stay behind when they want to fight the enemy, waiting helplessly for the outcome of the war?"

"I don't mean to offend, Your Highness."

"For the elderly and children to enter the Black Man Temple, every woman willing to help can be assigned tools, dig rocks, fell trees, and build fortifications." Eowyn raised his hand, and Wang Qi waved in the wind: "We must race against time. This war will determine the fate of Rohan. We will entangle the Luen people here and buy time for His Majesty and His Royal Highness who are fighting at the mouth of the Aisen River!"

"His Royal Highness!" A militiaman ran up the hillside panting: "Your Highness, there is an army...In the open space below, an army has come!"

There was a commotion in the surrounding crowd.

Zelin and Polomo looked at each other, and the latter frowned: "It can't be so fast, unless the Luen people have cavalry, but they don't."

"Wolf Rider?"

"Impossible, Saruman will not send a precious wolf knight to die when he is surrounded." Altarel's hand touched the small quiver around his waist: "If it is, we are here. Get rid of him."

"What army is it?" Eowyn asked, "How far is it from here?"

"Yes, it's the elves, your highness, a group of elves." The militia stammered a bit: "It's at the foot of the mountain."

Zelin looked at Altariel curiously, who also looked confused.

"I don't know." She shrugged: "My duty is only related to you."

This is not the first time Zelin has seen an army of elves appear in front of him.

The last time was in Lone Mountain. In River Valley City, Thranduil led the elven troops of the Woodland Kingdom to assist the refugees in Long Lake Town and regained the treasures belonging to the elves in Lone Mountain.

Three hundred elf archers lined up in three teams, neatly standing on the clearing surrounded by forest at the foot of the mountain. They were serious, without squinting, indifferent to the Rohan people's pointing on the mountain road. The wind blew and rolled up their gray-blue cloaks, revealing the dark golden armor underneath. The leading elf wore a blood-red shawl, and the angular bright gold armor gleamed in the sun.

Zelin knew the leader of the elves. Harda, the border guard he saw when he first went to Lothlorien.

"I bring news of King Rivendell Elrond." Hadar nodded slightly to Eowyn: "The elves once formed an alliance with humans. We fought side by side a long time ago. Let us help you."

With that, the elven phalanx turned round neatly and faced Eowyn.

"Now, we are honored to fight with you again."

Chapter 2453 War Competition

In the evening, on the mountain road of the Heiman Temple, the busy people were still building fortifications. They piled up positions on the hillside, built stone walls, sharpened wooden stakes and inserted them on the ground, or inserted them into the gaps between the rocks to prevent the enemy from climbing up. Climb.

"There is no need to make the wooden thorns too long, otherwise when the enemy grabs the other end and pulls out, your spear will not pierce the enemy at all. Be short and dense, so that enemies who want to climb the stone wall cannot start." Zelin recalled the fortifications built by the dwarves under Old Bahrain when Moria resisted the orcs. The fortifications are simple, but very practical in narrow terrain: "Pile up a little bit, no need to build a stepping platform, the opponent is a spearman, you may have to hide behind the bunker and attack the enemy who climbs up."

All the refugees gathered in the Black Man Temple are trying their best to build fortifications. There are almost three hundred refugees who have fled here in Idoras. Among the two hundred who can fight, 183 are divided into armor, spears and bows and arrows, and the rest are under the command of Zelin. Next, prepare the rocks and oil tanks. Zelin asked them to find some wooden shields in the Black Man Temple to protect themselves when the battle broke out. Zelin didn't know how many archers there were among the Ruen people, but no one wanted to see that the oil tank was thrown out before he had time. He was shot and spilled oil on his body. Zelin ordered them to line up in two rows, with the people in the front row holding up shields to protect themselves, while those in the back were waiting for orders.

Harda, who had just met Iowen, came to Zelin. He held the scimitar at his waist in his right hand and the bow and arrow in the other. Seeing that Zelin noticed him, he made a fist with his right hand and pressed it on his chest, bending slightly.

"Where should my soldiers stay?"

"You asked the wrong person, Harda." Zelin looked at the surrounding environment, looking for any flaws: "Go and ask His Royal Highness Eowyn. She is the leader of the Rohan people here. This is all hers. Soldier, you must first cooperate with her infantry."

"She said it's handed over to you." Harda said: "Polomo commanded the infantry. He set up a line of defense on the mountain road."

"I suggest that your archers be divided into three teams, one team is on the fourth corner of the mountainside, throwing at the enemies assembled on the plain, and the other team is on the third section of the mountain road, covering the Pormo infantry to defend against the barricades." Zelin pointed to the road below. He stood on the fourth section of the mountain road, just looking down at the enemy below. Polomo set up a new barricade every fifty meters. A section of the mountain road is counted at the two ends, and there are three barricades for defense. Once the frontline cannot resist, they can retreat, relying on the new barricades to regroup: "The remaining team stands at my place, attacking the enemies crowded in front of the barricades from top to bottom. By the way, wait until the Luen people come to the mountain. When you are at your feet, your archer should not forget to give the other party a meeting ceremony first. Annoy them, don't give them a chance to watch and wait."

Night fell.

The flat ground outside the Heiman Temple on the top of the mountain was full of torches, and the light of the fire could be clearly seen from far away.

Everyone is ready.

The old man and the children stay in the Black Man Temple, but this is not a dead end. There is a rugged trail into the White Mountains behind. The narrow mountain road is very dangerous, but it can still allow some people to escape. That used to be the way for King Rohan to enter the White Mountains to eliminate the orcs, but after the orcs in the White Mountains were wiped out, the Black Man Temple only had the function of summoning the army in accordance with the past traditions.

The spearman squatted halfway behind the bunker and put his spear on the rock, together with the pegs, making the bunker look like a rock hedgehog. Behind the spearman is a strong warrior equipped with a tower shield and axe, covering the spearman from the barricade. The most highly equipped Golden Palace guards are divided into rows standing on the edge of the mountain road, holding shields facing outwards to prevent the enemy's archers from throwing their own defense lines from below.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the poplar forest covered with shadows in the distance.

"Is this telling the enemy, our position?" Altarel stood beside Zelin: "So many torches."

"It's not just that." Zelin shook his head. He slightly squinted his eyes and looked into the distance: "This may make Luen people think that there are a lot of soldiers stationed in the Black Man Temple instead of just five hundred soldiers. Of course, five hundred. There are already a lot of people, five hundred people against two thousand people, I have encountered wars with even greater disparity in military strength, and in the end I won."

In the Battle of Forkin, Saqiya had only fifty-three knights, one hundred archers, two hundred professional soldiers and five hundred armed farmers, while his opponent Hensett had six thousand soldiers.

"You have changed a lot, you know?" Altarel turned his head and looked at Zelin's profile: "Compared with the first time I met you, since you got the ring of strength, it's like changing A person."

"I couldn't stand here in the past, Altariel, a demon hunter can't influence the decision of the king and the general." Zelin said softly: "From the time I came to this world, from the time I got into the lone mountain. After the gold, all this began to change. In fact, it’s not just me. In my world, many people may feel that the profession of the demon hunter has changed. I don’t think that the profession of the demon hunter is poverty, indifference, loneliness and Synonymous with the wanderer, this is the situation I have always wanted to change. Now that the change has occurred, I would love to see this."