The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"A few people may be unsafe on the road. The orcs can launch an attack from behind the Black Gate, indicating that they have already crossed the Shadow Mountains. There may be patrols or small groups of orcs on the road between the Black Gate and Gondor. In this way, I asked Virginia to accompany Youris to Baicheng, so that even if you encounter enemies on the road, you don't have to worry too much."

Talion had seen Virginia's magic, and he sighed softly. "Thank you, I owe you this time."

"You help me deal with the orcs and save people. Now, we don't owe each other." Zelin waved his hand. "Your colleague and Yorice return to Gondor, what about you, Talion?"

"I will stay." Talion lowered his head and stroked the broken sword in his hand. This sword once belonged to Tihel, but was broken in battle. "The orcs will pay the price. The black-clad knight cannot be alone. I want to find out who led the attack. He is responsible for Tihel's death."

Zelin lowered his eyes and thought for a while.

"I have a good friend. When he was in his twenties, his father and brother died at the hands of the enemy. Only his sister and mother are left. The entire family and father's career have fallen on his shoulders."

Talion raised his head and looked at Zelin.

"It took him nearly 20 years to rebuild an organization that was on the verge of destruction on the enemy’s land, and completely defeated the enemy. Talion, if you want to stay in Mordor and do something, I think I might Can provide some advice. I used to fight with him for a while and saw how he built a strong organization in the city where the enemy base camp is located. If it wasn't for his old age, I would really like to invite him to Mordor Help. Covert, assassinate, unite with friendly forces, draw in comrades-in-arms, and divide the enemy. He is very good at this."

Perhaps the orcs of Mordor are not like the Knights Templar, and here is not like Rome, but there are also many humans in Mordor, and they are facing increasingly powerful orc threats. The human mercenaries on the Lislade Plains are equally ambiguous. If the news in the ranger log is not out of date, as long as they are willing to pay, many mercenaries don't care what enemy their swords are going to attack.

"What's your friend's name."

"Ezio." Zelin said casually.

"I haven't heard the name."

"He is old, and in the north, if the people from River Valley City, there may be people who remember him." Ze Lin said without changing his face.

"He must be strong."

"Perhaps."

"Do you have any plans?"

"Let's contact Norn first." Zelin took out the small map he found in the warehouse. He unfolded this yellowed parchment, and painted different land and terrain of Mordor with chalk on it. "Remember what Altariel said before, the orcs in Ceregost are moving south."

The fingers wrapped in the brown leather gloves pressed on Serigost, then moved south, and clicked on Norn.

"You mean that the orcs' attack on the Black Gate was only part of a large-scale attack?" Talion narrowed his eyes slightly. "The orcs are about to besiege Norn?"

"From the fact that they sent a team to Rohan to ambush the Queen of the Coast more than half a month ago, it can be seen that they are already preparing."

Rather than attacking Norn after attacking the Black Gate, it is better to say that the attack on the Black Gate was unexpected. The orcs had planned on Norn, but Zelin didn't expect that the strength of the Orcs was already strong enough to be direct. Attack the black gate. Of course, the real key is the black armored knight. Without him, the orcs would have difficulty conquering the fortified pass where a mage is located.

Zelin couldn't help wondering whether this was the orc being under the command of a powerful creature, preparing to eliminate the non-orc forces in Mordor.

"We must warn Norn."

"Yes, Talion, so the plan is simple." Zelin rolled up the map and stuffed it into a small package that hung on his belt. It was the place he used to put sundries, and sometimes it was prepared in advance. Bomb. "Escort Marvin back to Norn and warn them that the orcs are about to launch an attack. We better pray that the orcs are still in the stage of dispatching troops. Norn is the largest human tribe in Mordor. If they can survive this attack, And give us help, then this will be a good start for us."

Talion touched his chin and paced in the storeroom. "There is a group of exiles at the foot of Udon Mountain. They are humans who fled Gondor. I don’t know where they are. But there was a ranger who left the Black Gate and joined them. He was called Hergon. I know him. I don’t know. I know if these exiles are willing to help us, but it's worth a try."

"Bring gold, we might be able to use it." Ze Lin suggested.

"Are you going to hire Eastern mercenaries?" Talion immediately understood what Zelin meant, and he frowned slightly. "It's not a good idea, they are not to be trusted."

"So I said it is possible, and be prepared for everything."

Zelin didn't understand those Eastern mercenaries. In this regard, Talion had more say than him.

Suddenly, the door of the storeroom was pushed open, and Virginia poked her head in, with a little anxiety and tension on her face. She didn't say much, but it was enough to make Zelin and Talion realize how serious the problem was.

"They are here!"

Chapter 1700 Strategic Transfer

The charge of the orcs is like a rushing flood.

"Hurry up, hurry up." Zelin stood in front of the stone steps leading to the black gate and waved to the others. Charred corpses still remained on the stairs, slippery and slippery under the soaking of blood. "Be careful, watch your feet."

The injured rangers supported each other and walked down the city wall along the stairs. There was no torch, everyone wrapped in a cloak, leaving the black gate under the cover of night. Youris and Virginia are with them, and the mage girl is at the back.

"Be careful on the road, Virginia." Zelin told her. "Don't stop before crossing the Anduin River, and don't show your magic at will. Before leaving office, Youris' father was a castle guard in the White City. When Minas Tirith arrives, she will help arrange your accommodation. Be low-key and don't conflict with other people."

"Wait, Zelin." Virginia suddenly grabbed Zelin's shoulder, and she narrowed her eyes slightly, a suspicion flashed in her pupils. "Are you going to let me stay in Minas Tirith? Didn't we say to be in Mordor together until you solve the trouble here?"

"Of course not." Zelin's hand rested on the back of Virginia's hand. "We have said that, but the distance from here to Minas Tirith is not short, and the food you carry can only support you to get to the city. So if you want to come back, you need to add food and water there. , And let yourself and the mount get enough rest. Believe me, the journey after a full day of rest is much better than the tired ride."

Virginia sighed softly. "I thought you were going to regret it. I may not have so much experience in adventures in strange places, but I definitely learn quickly."

"Well, I believe you." Zelin stared straight into Virginia's eyes. Behind him, the thick rocks couldn't stop the orcs from charging. "Promise me, be careful on the road."

"So are you." Virginia stretched out her fisted hand in front of her. "Don't risk your life, I will be back soon."

After all, she carried the hem of the robe, and quickly walked down the stairs to meet the people already waiting below. The escaped team silently disappeared into the night outside the black gate. Zelin did have the idea of ​​letting Virginia stay in White City temporarily. Mordor was more dangerous than he expected. Maybe Virginia's magic power was very strong, but the demon hunter still didn't want her to be in danger. He wanted to watch them leave, but the orcs outside the Black Gate didn't plan to give them time.

"It's time for us to go." Tarion watched Juris and the others walk down the stairs, the last moment of remembrance in his eyes disappeared, leaving nothing but peace.

"That's right." Zelin took a deep breath, moved his wrist, listening to the sound in his joints with satisfaction. "Let's do something in Mordor."

The army rushed to the black gate, and the siege ladder was erected one after another, and groups of orcs slapped under the pass like sticky asphalt, and flowed down the ladder to the wall. The white city wall slightly resisted, and was instantly engulfed and disintegrated by the black wave. The flag of Gondor fell from the tower and replaced it with a flag depicting a blood hand. When a sturdy orc riding a wild beast walked out of the neatly separated orc and stepped on the flag that had fallen to the ground, the cheers of the sky made the demon hunter hiding in the cave think that the orc was in his Shouting in the ear.

The cave is low and small, and adults must lie on the ground to climb in, but it is sufficiently concealed. One after another shadows of orcs were projected into the cave and floated around, but none of them found humans hiding close at hand.

"Listening to the sound, I thought they had won a big victory." Zelin snorted softly.

"Able to walk on the walls of the Black Gate is victory for them." Talion patted off the dust on his cloak when he climbed in. "They can be happy for a while. When the Gondors learn about the fall of the Black Gate, the Regent will definitely send an army to retake it."

Behind the narrow entrance of the cave is a long and narrow passage that leads directly into the Udon Mountains. Behind the tunnel is a large expanse of space, and more cobweb-like passages, either wide or narrow. Talion, who had been stationed at the Black Gate all the year round, also knew nothing about the existence of this secret road. They arrived here before the orcs rushed to the Black Gate and hid before the orcs found them.

"Don't care about the gains and losses of a stronghold." Zelin squatted halfway at the entrance of the cave. "The land is dead and people are alive. As long as we are alive, the land will be ours sooner or later."

Judging from the fall of Kyle Mohan, Zelin admired the wisdom of the previous generation of demon hunters more than once. It is not an easy decision to take the initiative to abandon one's own life for decades, or even to live in a castle with a history of hundreds of years.

"How did you find this place?" Talion asked.

"Ten minutes ago, I didn't know this." Zelin shook his head, "Thanks to it."

"It?"

As if hearing the voice of a demon hunter, a thin figure popped out like a grasshopper. Those big eyes were like fluorescent lights in the dark night, constantly scanning Tarion and Zelin. There was fear, anxiety, and others. Urge.

"Why stay here? Why stay here? Go, go, the orcs will find you, and you will cause the poor us to be found. Grumbling, grumbling, dirty, ugly, disgusting orcs, and A wild beast, a wild beast that can smell!"

"Don't worry, Guru, don't worry." Zelin waved his hand. "I just want to confirm..."

Suddenly a deafening explosion sounded from the black gate, and the orcs' cheers seemed to have been splashed with cold water.

"...Well, it seems that they like the meeting ceremony I left behind." Zelin straightened the sword belt that he had touched when he crawled in. "Let's go, Guru, take us to see Marvin."

Gulu scratched the few remaining hairs on his forehead in annoyance, with his hands drooping on both sides of his body, his voice was weak, like a poor man who had been pranked to the point of listlessness. "Follow me, human, follow me."