The Journey of the Demon Hunter

In the past two days, all the sentries were sent out to investigate the news of Mordor. She asked every sentinel she had seen, but no one had seen the person she had described, not even one of them. Whether it's Gnaiya, Frid, or other hobbits, they seem to have disappeared after entering Mordor. Virginia remembers the journey of Mordori. Those distances are not far away. It takes only two days from the Black Gate to the foot of the Doomsday Volcano. It may take longer to enter from Sirius Angkor, but it does not need to exceed ten back and forth. God, but now almost half a month has passed, and the person who escorted the ring still has no news.

Are they in danger and trouble?

The new Virginian couldn't help but feel worried.

Neither Gnaiya nor Frid knows nothing about magic, and they are likely to fall into a magic trap. If he was there, there might be no problem, which might be why Zelin hoped he could act with Gnaiya.

But she stayed before entering Mordor.

Although it was to help the Gondor of Osgilius to fight against Mordor, if Gnaiya and her party are in trouble because of her departure...what should she do? Then, how will Zelin think of her behavior? A coward who flees? The coward who caused others to encounter danger?

Should she continue to wait here? Still have to take the initiative to find someone in Mordor?

But how did she bypass so many enemies? She can't sneak, and the invisibility potion can't help her stay invisible for so long, otherwise she will drink her belly first before finding someone.

Suddenly, a Gondor messenger on a horse ran from the south, leaving behind a series of dust.

"Where is Lord Boromo?" Holding the banner, the messenger just arrived at the Osgilias Entrance Avenue, and jumped off his horse. A soldier ran up and helped him grab the reins: "Where is Lord Poromo?"

"Poromo is commanding the battle by the river." Virginia returned to the messenger's question for the other soldiers: "What's the matter?"

"An army has appeared in the south!" The messenger shouted: "Along the river towards Minas Tirith!"

Chapter 2504 Reinforcement Enters the City

In Minas Tirith, Pipin looked at a piece of bread on the table, a small plate of butter and a glass of milk, sighed heavily, and rubbed the corners of his eyes that were sour.

"Why are you sighing again?" Pipin felt his shoulder slapped. He turned his head. Meili stood behind him, with a long sword that he didn't know where he got from his waist. Perhaps it is a short sword for humans, but it is enough for the Hobbit: "Should you not stay in the castle? Gandalf said, you are already a castle guard, and you must have the regent’s order to leave. Castle."

"Because it's not time for me to be on duty." Pipin yawned again: "They even want someone to look into the distance with wide eyes at night, staring at every corner of the street and the castle gate, but in the morning, There is only bread and a little poor butter, and this cup of milk that is so light and tasteless."

"Starting today, Minas Tirith rationed food. I thought the castle guards could get more bread than civilians." With that, Meili took out a small piece of bread and put it on the plate in front of Pipin: " I got two dollars today, and this one is for you. How did you decide to be loyal to the regent. You are about to go on a mission? Where are you going?"

"On mission?" Pipin was chewing on the bread, and when he heard Meili's words, he turned his head in surprise: "I don't know anything. Why do you say that?"

"You don't know?" Meili suddenly raised his voice: "Everyone has gathered at the gate of the city! Don't you know? All the Gondor who can fight are here!"

Meili hurriedly stuffed the remaining bread into his mouth.

"I'm going to the gate of the city to take a look." He said vaguely, and stood up: "What the **** is going on?"

He opened the door and ran down the stairs quickly. Just as Pipin said, people from the streets flocked to the city gate and ran to the fountain square in front of the city gate, or on the high platforms and corridors on both sides of the square to watch the situation on the square.

"Look, it's the banner of Lord Heigen Valley!"

"It must be Master Duinhill..."

Pipin and Meili squeezed through the crowd and ran to the edge of a platform to look down. I saw Gondor's towering metal gates open to both sides, and five hundred archers in black robes lined up and walked in. Walking in the forefront was a man with a beard and thick black hair. The wind blew the robes, revealing the plate armor gleaming in the sun below.

"And the two princes of Lord Duinhill, they are all here!"

"There seems to be someone behind? There are more than five hundred archers, right."

The people around were all talking about the reinforcements that appeared, and the joy and excitement swept away the sorrow of the shadow of Mordor before.

"Are there still so many soldiers?" Meili opened his eyes wide, looked down as he walked out of the city gate, stopped on the square for a while, and walked along the street to the castle's phalanx: "Are they all reinforcements?"

"People from all over Gondor are here." An old voice came from behind. Meri turned his head and saw Gandalf in a white cloak standing behind him. He smiled kindly at Meri: "For so many years, The beacon of the White Mountains is ignited again. Gondor is at the moment of survival, and mankind must unite to resist the army from Mordor."

The ignited beacon not only sent the signal for help to Rohan along the White Mountains, but also passed to the Gondor territory and the city in the south of the mountains. In just a few days, the lords from all over the south of Gondor immediately summoned their soldiers and rushed to Minas Tirith to rescue the royal city.

The archers have not yet fully entered the city gate, and another group of heavily armed heavy infantry has also appeared in people's sight. The guards on the wall raised their swords and flags and cheered to the reinforcements.

"It's Delverin in Rin Gro Valley." Gandalf held his wand in both hands and looked at the army below: "It is not his father who leads the team. I hope Rin Gro is well."

Pipin doesn't know where the Ringro Valley is, but he hopes to hear more of these places, which means there are other reinforcements.

Suddenly, Pipin heard the cheers of the soldiers coming from the gate of the city. He quickly raised his head and shifted his eyes from the soldiers of Lin Luogu to the gate of the city.

After the reinforcements of Linluogu, the reinforcements of Anfalas appeared. The soldiers at the forefront held up the banner of Lord Golasgir. The young Lord was surrounded by fifty heavily armed guards, and 400 were behind him. Light infantry armed with shields, spears and leather armor. Further behind, there were reinforcements from Lameton. They were few in number, only a few dozen, and they were not led by soldiers who looked like officers.

"Lord of Ramton did not come either." Gandalf frowned slightly.

"It's not even an army," Meri said. "It's just a few dozen militias. Did the Lord of Ramton give up Minas Tirith?"

"Impossible, I know the lord of Lameton, he is the'daring and fearless' Angerbo." Gandalf shook his head: "Angerbo can be said to be the most courageous of the Gondor lords. If he hadn't Upon arrival, Lameton must have encountered other problems."

No one noticed the conversation here. The cheers of the crowd were louder than once. Perhaps some people were still wondering why there were so few reinforcements in Lameton, but soon, hundreds of sailors from Yser dispelled them. Concerns. All year round living on the sea makes the sailors look much stronger than ordinary Gondors. They carry scimitars and shields, and some carry crossbow arrows.

Seeing the banner behind the sailor's phalanx, Gandalf's frown slightly loosened.

"The soldiers from the green hills are here, too." The white-robed wizard slowly exhaled, "It seems that the soldiers on the beacon of the White Mountains have done their duty as always, and spread the news to the most western land of Gondor."

Behind the sailor, He Luen, the lord from Green Hill, led three hundred experienced green warriors, dressed in emerald green cloaks, like elves. When the green-clothed warriors passed through the square, the first thing that came into view at the gate was the lance-like steel forest. The knights lined up in a neat square and passed through the gate. Seeing their appearance, people's cheers reached its peak.

"It's Prince Imrahir." Gandalf heaved a sigh of relief: "Since he is here, Minas Tirith's crisis can alleviate a lot. When darkness covers the sky, such an excellent knight can appear. Give people a lot of hope."

"Who is he?" Meili asked curiously.

"He is the prince of Doamlos and the brother-in-law of Regent Dineth. He has the strongest knights in Gondor. Her city is in the southernmost part of Gondor. It is likely that he gathered these southern reinforcements and rushed together. To Baicheng."

Just as Gandalf explained to Meri, the knight's phalanx holding the silver swan flag and the anchor flag passed through the city gate, and the knight walking in the front took off his helmet, revealing a firm face and dark curly hair. He looked around, as if looking carefully at this magnificent white city. The striped flags hung on the city walls fluttered in the wind, and the petals that were spilt when people welcomed the reinforcements fell one after another, falling on the armors and spears of the knights, and finally being trampled in the dust by horses' hoofs.

"It's time to go, Meri." Gandalf turned, passed through the crowd of onlookers, and walked towards the castle above: "This is all the reinforcements."

"Is there no more?" Meri turned to look at the knight entering through the city gate, and quickly followed Gandalf: "Gandalf?"

The last reinforcements disappeared inside the castle, and the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed. People are still talking about reinforcements entering the city, and hope for more reinforcements that may appear. The sentinels standing on the tower often cast their gazes to the north, hoping to see reinforcements from other places supporting Gondor. But until the evening, no new reinforcements appeared.

The raised dust was suspended in the air, and there was no wind. The sun gradually faded to the west, and the last group of people who hoped to see more reinforcements also left the city gate square. It was getting dark earlier than before, and the gray sky seemed to be a cloud of thick fog. The setting sun disappeared on the other side of the White Mountains, and the red light from the eruption of the Doomsday volcano once again became the only light on the horizon.

Chapter 2505: Differentiation and Deception

"Gondo's reinforcements have arrived in Baicheng? Very well, that silly Cyrodir woman should be safe."

Squatting in the bushes, watching the situation vigilantly, Gnaiya tilted her head slightly, listening to the news reported by the little spider lying on her shoulders: "She can also stay in a familiar place, or in a group of people. Under the protection of her, she used those powerful spells to attack distant enemies. If she were to stay in a strange place and be surrounded by several enemies, I really doubted whether she would be so nervous that she couldn't pronounce the spell."

Long Yi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

She sometimes worries that if the weak Cyrodir is in trouble on the battlefield, encounters danger, or is shot by a half-orc’s dark arrow, will Zelin blame her for not insisting on carrying Virgeny. Ya leave? Leave her alone on the dangerous battlefield? When entering Mordor, she saw the army attacking the border of Gondor. That is not the amount that a mage can solve, let alone, even if she is not a spellcaster, she also knows very well that there is no magic in this world.

After all, she can use a simple fire tongue technique, although the power can only be used to light a bonfire when camping.

"Did Rohan's reinforcements show up?" She whispered to the spider. Gnaiya didn't know why she could hear Shiluo's voice in her mind through the spider. Maybe it's magic. She can transform from a spider to a human, and she must have other abilities: "Rohan? Yes, it is Rohan. The flag is like a flying horse. Did your spider see Rohan people appear? "

Bend over and move slowly along the bushes. Cautiously avoiding the dead leaves and wood branches that caused the noise, Gnaiya carefully walked through the narrow muddy path between the two rocks.

Compared with other places in Mordor, the forests beside the Noen Inner Sea are lush and lush, adding a touch of dark green to a scorched land.