The Journey of the Demon Hunter

In the evening, the air was filled with damp moisture, and the smell of mud and grass poured into the nose, but mixed with a certain rotten smell, and finally turned into disgustingly sweet and greasy. Along the way, the Dragonborn has seen the corpses entangled by thorns and vines more than once. Some of the corpses have long been rotten, or only broken bones are left, and mushrooms and weeds grow nearby. The forest killed many intruders and turned their corpses into plant food.

Even if there is no need to remind, all this shows that this forest in Mordor is by no means a safe place.

"The Luohan people haven't appeared yet? Well, I know...Will you help me talk to the local guardian about this in advance?" The dragon descended for a moment, and then slowly exhaled: "Oh, I remember Zelin seemed to say that he once helped the humans of Norn. Talos is here. The guardian here is the adopted daughter of Queen Norn? You haven't told me before. Think I might not believe it before? Okay, If you knew her, it would be much easier. Could you please tell Bilbo and Frid to prepare them to come to Norn. Damn, we could instinctively be faster."

Gnaiya rubbed the tip of her nose and looked left and right: "Spider, it's time for you to show the way. There should be no orcs around here."

She spread out her hand and pressed the back of her hand to the ground. The little black spider crawled along the arm to the ground. It paused for a while, then crawled to the south.

Sirius Ang -

Shi Luo slowly lowered his arm, and the black tulle was hanging down the arm.

"Your friend is in trouble in Norn." Siluo raised her head, looking lazily at the few people waiting for the news: "She wants me to tell you that you can go to the south of the plain of Gegolos to meet with her. "

"What's the matter?" Freid asked coldly: "What trouble did you say she had?"

"Guardian of Norn, the forest is getting more and more angry, and this anger will affect the judgment of the guardian." Shi Luo said indifferently: "She has no choice but to face the angry forest, but she has good strength and broke through. Norn is located in South of Gregros, she is moving north, avoiding the half-orcs that may appear. In order to save time, she will not return here."

"Even at the expense of safety?" Freid asked, "How could she make such a decision?"

"At Sirius Ang, you will not be in danger." Shi Luo waved his hand, with a light smile on his face: "My spider will **** you and leave along the secret road. There are no half-orcs here, wait. After you arrive at the border of Gogolos, walk south along the border. There are not many orcs in Gohashigo Fortress. The betrayers have mobilized all their power near the Black Gate. The half-orcs would not expect that the real threat comes from The south of Mordor, not the black gate of the north."

"I want to talk to Gnaiya in person." Frid said, "Let me hear her voice."

Shi Luo put his right leg on his left leg, with his arm resting on his knee, leaning forward, staring at Frid with interest: "Are you a spider? Can you understand the language of spiders? While I'm not right yet You have lost patience with your offense and suspicion. Accept my advice and I will **** you. Otherwise, you will choose a path to death by yourself."

Bilbo squeezed the button of his pocket and touched the ring lying inside. He was a little relieved with the cold touch of the ring from his fingertips.

"Then we don't want to disturb this lady anymore." Frodo walked to Fred's side: "She has been helping us, but we have been suspicious of her. We should not accept the shelter of the local host and enjoy her. When providing food and drinking water, we must also doubt her motives. Otherwise, in these two days, she can bring the orcs over and kill us at any time."

Frid took a deep breath, Shi Luo kept his eyes on her body, and there was a trace of mockery and anger in her dark and deep eyes.

"Check the luggage and let's go."

It is not a knowing decision to conflict with a person of unknown strength here, at least, after reconciling with Gnaiya, consider the next thing.

"Follow my spiders." Shi Luo stretched out his fingers, and a few small spiders crawled out of the cracks in the nearby rocks: "If half-orcs approach, they will warn you."

"No," Sam murmured. For the past two days, Sam has been eating Lambs biscuits without touching any food from Shiluo: "Frodo's sword can also warn us."

After Frodo and Bilbo checked things and nodded to Frid, Frid turned around silently, and the long sword in his hand turned into a sickle in the sound of metal rubbing.

Sam wrapped it on his back and ran up quickly. Frodo looked back at Shi Luo who was sitting on the rock throne, and followed. Bilbo smiled apologetically at Shi Luo, owed his thanks before leaving the cave.

When their figure disappeared outside the cave, Shi Luo raised his right hand, and on the smooth white index finger, a silver ring radiated a faint gleam in the dark cave.

The deep laughter echoed in the cave, followed by the sound of spider legs rubbing against the rock. In the end, only the cobwebs and silence were left in the cave.

Chapter 2506 The Eve of the War

King Elrond arrived at the Rohan camp, and he sent a sword to Aragorn.

Nasir-The Fire of the West.

"He will go to the Way of the Dead and ask the cursed undead to serve him."

After two consecutive days on the road, when night fell, Syurdon announced to slow down, save the soldiers' physical strength, and let the horses rest. The horses walked along the road under the white mountains, the panting mount panting heavily, leaving a cloud of white mist in the cold night.

Zelin sat in the saddle, Altea sat in front of him, leaning weakly against his chest. Two consecutive days of driving makes everyone feel tired, but in order to hurry, they can't stop, only slow down at night, and rely on walking to restore the strength of the knight and mount. At dawn, King Xiuton would order the soldiers to dismount, take off their armor, close their eyes and rest for a few hours, and wait until the sun rises from the east before continuing their march. They will no longer set up tents and set up camps. Everyone rests beside their mounts, wakes up immediately when they hear the horn, and rides on their way.

"Undead? There are also undead in this world?" Altea frowned: "Sorry, I feel very uncomfortable when I hear words like undead or necromancer."

During the few days in Yese Town, she was tortured by the necromancer, and Yese Town was almost destroyed by the undead. Regardless of belief or personal experience, among the people Zelin knows, she can be said to be one of the people who hate the undead the most.

"Don't worry, it's not a necromancer." Zelin holding the reins in both hands, sitting on horseback for two consecutive days and two nights also made him feel uncomfortable. Fortunately, the body of the demon hunter will not feel tired because of this: "It is a group of The cursed person, the soul cannot be freed after death, so he becomes an undead. There is no undead as you think in this world, and there is no necromancer."

In the camp, Zelin saw King Elrond who sent the sword to Aragon. King Elrond brought bad news. Pirates in the south had gathered a large fleet and were heading towards the port of Perakir. Forward. Perakir is located on the lower reaches of the Anduin River and is a city next to the mouth of the sea. If this city is breached, the pirates will follow the river and lose the advantage of the river. There will be no line of defense established by Gondor on both banks of the Anduin River. Risks can be guarded.

Crossing the road of the dead, walking out of the mountain road on the other side, under the hillside is the port of Perakir. Aragorn plans to summon an army of the undead to assist the port, first defeat the pirates, ensure the safety of the south, and then go north to fight Sauron with all its strength.

Zelin didn't know how to evaluate this plan. In his world, the undead are a group of souls who are malicious towards the world of the living. The living cannot survive in the world of the dead, and the dead are tortured in the world of the living. No matter how sensible souls are, they will go mad under the torment of this kind of pain. When King Elrond mentioned the cursed army of undead, Zelin immediately thought of the monster that was destroyed by Sabina’s curse and was awakened by the blood of the royal family in the fog of Fjian last year, two in the fog. The demon spirit army is constantly fighting and killing every intruder from outside.

He didn't know how the undead army in Middle-earth was doing. However, in conversations with other Rohan people in the past two days, he learned that no one on the road of the dead has ever returned alive. Once there was a Prince Rohan named Bardo who was curious about the situation in the road of the dead, so he rode his horse through the stone arch, but finally there was no news. As a result, no Rohan was close to the Path of the Dead, even if its entrance was near the Black Man Temple where the army was assembled.

"What did you talk about that night?"

"It's just something that anyone might suspect." Zelin whispered in Althea's ear: "King Elrond wants to know who the sprite that suddenly appeared is, that's not anyone he knows. Kind of elves."

"I knew that such a group of people suddenly appeared in a new world. Someone in this world would have noticed it." Altea chuckled slightly: "If Her Majesty the Queen led an army of thousands of people suddenly appeared in Ai. Xerath, it won’t be long before King Varian’s case will be filled with intelligence sent by MI7. The King always has some methods and channels to collect intelligence. You are assuring that Elf King will not bring it Is it a threat? An unfamiliar army that suddenly appears will definitely make the local rulers worry. The Holy Light is on. If an army suddenly appears outside Stormwind, I bet that the agents of MI7 will be the next day. Rush into the wizard area and investigate if any caster betrayed."

"No, that's not the case." Zelin shook his head: "King Elrond said that he and his people will leave this land within a few months. They leave completely and never come back again. If there are elves left, they will leave this land. Completely become mortal, but the elves of Rivendell and Lothlorien will leave, cross the sea to the west, continue to maintain their sacredness and immortality. The masters of Rivendell will all leave, and perhaps someone wants to stay for a while Time, but... sooner or later Rivendell will be abandoned. So he said that if Rivendell’s sculptures and buildings, and the environment there can be maintained, he can allow these elves to be in Ravendell. After the owner of Dale left, he entered the valley to live as a thank you for their contribution in the war against Sauron."

Altea was silent for a while: "This is too generous, and the Alliance cannot give a new piece of land to Her Majesty the Queen. I guess it is more likely to be in places like Stranglethorn Vale or Hillsbrad Foothills."

"He originally thought this was a more oriental elves, and asked them if they came here to cross the sea by boat." Zelin thought of the explanation he had said to Aragorn. Obviously, King Elrond was handing the sword to Aragorn. Later, I first asked him the origin of the elven army in the camp, and then came to Zelin, who found it: "I only now know that all the elves here originated from more east, a place called Quiviyenen Lake."

"What's so curious about this? Our archaeologists also claimed that the humans of Azeroth and the Vrykul of Northrend were originally the same race, but I really can't imagine that I and those who are more than two meters tall , What are the similarities with the giants loyal to the Lich King?" Altea rubbed the corners of her eyes: "You are a little sleepy, don't you need to rest? You have not slept for three days."

"I only need to relax a little to regain my strength." Zelin said. Along the way, he prepared a lot of potions. When he arrived in Minas Tirith, he believed he would use it: "Resume, if anything happens, I will wake you up."

Altea smiled, did not say much, just leaned back on the demon hunter's chest and closed her eyes.

At dawn, King Xiuton finally announced that everyone would stop and rest.

When Zelin hugged Altea, who was sleeping, and let her lie on the spread blanket, the two riders walked over with the horse: "We are only half a day away from Gondor." Xisali looked at her and fell asleep. Altea in the past said to Zelin. Compared to humans, the night elves are vigorous at night: "According to the... Knight Deheim, we will be able to see the highest spire of the White City in the afternoon at the latest."

Only a few people here know who the Knights of Deheim are. King Xiurton eventually refused Princess Eowyn’s request to follow the army to the front line. So the night before departure, Princess Eowyn cut her long hair, put on a helmet and chain mail. When the army set out, she also mounted her war horse and set off together among the hussars.

"His Royal Highness, I have discussed with the captains under him that we will not charge with this cavalry corps. It is not our strong point to attack the enemy's position directly, and it will only increase casualties." Toluwell clenched his right hand on his chest. Before, sitting in the saddle, bend over to Zelin solemnly: "We will be thrown into the battlefield from the side, relying on the mobility of the horses, shooting harassment from the side, and controlling the war trolls to attack the weakened position of the enemy."

Zelin didn't care about the rest of Toruvel, but her name.

"Wait, what are you talking about?"

"We will leave the Cavalry Corps temporarily and head south along the Anduin River, advancing close to their flanks." Toluwell frowned slightly: "Sorry, Your Royal Highness, maybe my lingua franca is not so accurate. In Baihua Valley, lingua franca is rarely heard, and we do not have many human inhabitants."

Zelin raised his eyebrows: "What kind of strange name is this?"

"This is the request of Her Majesty." Toruvill bends down again: "All the Ain Sidi people who are loyal to the Ann Galina family will honor you as the prince."

Zelin sighed heavily, while Xisali looked at them with interest.

"Okay." He doesn't know what Francesca is thinking about. He is not used to this way of being treated. In the past, he knew Toruvil and had cooperated outside Vizima, but he didn't Like this feeling of sudden isolation, like being enshrined, maybe she should talk about it with Enid. But the war is just around the corner, it’s not the time to consider these side matters: "I will tell King Xiurton, I hope you will protect yourself on the battlefield, don’t rush into it, there are many enemies. Otherwise, Enid will definitely blame me when the time comes. ."

"Thank you for your kindness."

Toluwell bent down again, and then turned his horse to the camp of the Ayn Elf reinforcements.