The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Just leave it to me," Zelin said. "If the new chief does not show up for a long time, your subordinates in the castle will doubt that when I finish, I will leave by myself. Also, be careful of those chiefs, they may not be convinced, I will let Lisari You arrange a liaison officer in your castle, and send a few good hands who can use crossbows to station on the reefs of the Norn Inner Sea. If any chief challenges you or leads soldiers to attack the fortress, they can come and support immediately. ."

"Great, buddy, you can always be considerate, and we should set a contact time... Actually, if the woman is willing to listen to suggestions, I would like to tell them that their hiding place is really bad." Shaking his head, when he realized that he had become the queen, it seemed to walk more briskly. "Have you heard of the Norn Forest? Yes, it is the place where there are many beasts and reptiles, and no orcs are willing to enter. Others say that the forest is alive and it will kill anyone who tries to step into the forest. Orcs, no one has ever dared to set foot there. I didn’t mean anything else, I meant to say, maybe that forest would only kill orcs? It’s near this castle, you might not know, I’ve never heard of Humans die there."

"A living forest? I have seen one."

"Huh? Where?"

"Outside Mordor."

"Oh, forget it." The strange guy waved his hand.

Tree people? Zelin thought in his heart. Similar to the treants in the Fargon Forest? I don’t know if it is as friendly as the tree-hustle, or just like the tree-hustle, those tree-people who have gone bad for some reason. If it is a forest controlled by a tree man similar to a tree beard, then it is definitely safer for the Norn to hide in than to hide in a canyon with no retreat. But if this treant is hostile to other creatures, stepping into the forest is just to die.

The resources in the warehouse were piled up like a mountain, and the Norns certainly hadn't had time to destroy them before retreating, and the later orc king expanded the food reserves inside. However, Zelin didn't have a brain to stuff all these dried meat pieces into the package. Some food orcs liked it very much, but it wasn't necessarily suitable for humans. He carefully selected the right jerky and a few bags of wheat. As a magical place for farming, wheat is not uncommon here. Soon, they found a cart in the castle, and arrived at the dark harbor at the bottom of the castle, pushing sacks full of grain.

Except for the port outside, when the Norns built the castle, they found a cave under the castle and opened it into a small hidden port. Although it can’t accommodate enough boats, to be precise, only a few small canoes can travel here, but few people guess that there is still a passage here. When the castle fell, Lisa Riel led and returned from here. The living people fled.

When Zelin and the strange guy arrived, Lisa Riel was already waiting on the dark harbor dock. The operation was mainly concealment, so she didn't bring anyone else.

"Already done?" she asked. "Faster than I expected."

"The sooner the better." Zelin wiped the drops of sweat from his forehead. "Hurry up and load the goods, we will leave as soon as possible. Guess, you go back to the Throne Hall, don't arouse anyone's suspicion."

"Of course, if anyone doubts me, I will find a way to send it to the arena." The strange guy grinned. "Relax, not many people will doubt what a great king is doing. Oh, yes, yes, wait, there's more."

The freak took a few steps, then suddenly turned back. "I remember you said to attack Solband?"

"Yes." Lisa Riel nodded. "Is there any problem?"

"I suggest you don't do this for now." The strange guy opened his eyes wide and lowered his voice, as if afraid that the air would betray it. "Four days ago, I heard a news that a new black-clad knight will come to Solband, search for the trail of the ranger, and select slaves to Gogolos. You'd better wait for the black-clad knight to go. Attack Solband again."

Zelin and Lisa Riel looked at each other.

"We see, weirdo." Zelin said. "If we will launch an attack, we will definitely tell you in advance."

"That's good." The **** nodded, turned around, trot away from the dock, and waved. "Then we'll see you later."

Lisa Riel pushed hard with the boat pole, and the canoe full of cargo slowly left the dock. Zelin sat on the bow, swinging the wooden oars to let the heavy ship sail out of the castle and head to the pre-determined meeting point.

Along the way, Zelin lowered her eyes and said nothing, while Lisa Riel stood by the boat, looking at the situation along the coast. It took a while before she spoke.

"What are you thinking?"

"Your legs are healed?"

"Not this." Lisa Riel turned her head and narrowed her eyes. "What are you thinking?"

"Why do you say that?"

"I'm waiting for you to say what the next plan is. Don't you always think about it in advance?"

"It's just that I haven't considered it yet." Zelin shook his head. "I'm thinking, the third black-clad knight might appear in Solband. Can we take the initiative to kill him? If the freak’s news is correct, this is the last black-clad knight, if there are no such knights. , The orcs will fall into chaos for a period of time. When that happens, no matter what you do, your pressure will be very small. Then, I can leave."

"Leave?"

"Of course, I might return to the Black Gate next time. If there is no problem there, I will leave Mordor and go to Gandalf the Grey and tell him how bad things are here."

"Um..."

Lisa Riel was silent for a while, and the wind from the north blew across the uneven surface of the Norn Inner Sea. After a while, she just wanted to say something, but the sight in the distance interrupted her thoughts.

"Look there!" Zelin pointed to the north, and a plume of black smoke rushed into the sky. If Zelin remembered correctly, that direction was where the Nuo camp was located.

"Oh... **** it, ranger, we have to speed it up!"

The first thousand seven hundred and thirteen chapters of bad news

Darkness enveloped the canyon.

The bloodthirsty howls of the orcs echoed among the rocks, and the blood sprayed from the dead stained a large area of ​​the land. The sound of interlacing sword blades one after another, shouts and screams filled every corner of the canyon.

When the orc army suddenly appeared outside the canyon, the remaining sentry saw them and prepared to hide. This is not something to be vigilant about for the Norns in the canyon. In this more than a month, at least a dozen orc troops have been walked near the canyon, sometimes a patrol of a few people, sometimes There were dozens of orcs marching. Every time, they avoided. No one would notice this valley hidden among vines and weeds. The narrow entrance could only allow three people to pass side by side. No one would have thought , Inside is an open area that can accommodate hundreds of people.

But the speed of the orcs was too fast, they rushed straight into the canyon, and when the sentry reacted and realized that this time it would be an attack, everything was too late. When the tall ogre smashed the fragile fence gate at the entrance of the canyon, only a few soldiers had time to make a futile stop. The crossbow shot to the ogre in the front, and then the guards were swarmed. The orcs were overwhelmed.

"Kill them all without leaving any living people!"

A tall figure stood at the entrance of the canyon, carrying a sword, and more than a dozen war chiefs of orcs and ogres stood behind him, blocking the path of the entire canyon. Some orcs were waiting outside. Of course, they all yearned to drink human blood, but no one dared to disobey the order of the man in black.

The fight lasted for almost 20 minutes. Thanks to the slender and narrow entrance of the canyon, the Norns were not annihilated in the initial raid. However, as time passed, the shouts of killing were gradually disappearing, which meant that the battle line was being destroyed. Advance to the depths of the canyon. And the number of human beings is decreasing.

"We are ready." An orc chief knelt in front of him, lowered his head to report the battle inside, with a scar on his face as if he was splitting this face in two. "Crossbowmen, traps, everything, anyone who comes here will become a poor prey."

The figure in front of the chief wore a dark brown cloak, and under the windbreaker was a light silver breastplate with exquisite workmanship. The hood covered most of his face, as if there was some kind of magic.

"I heard the screaming stopped." The voice of the man in black was slow and sweet, like some kind of slowly flowing poison. "Are all humans dead?"

"Not yet, my lord, the remaining Norns fled into their hall." The orc lowered his head. "They made a lot of traps, but this will not affect the results. We will kill them soon and hang everyone's heads on spears."

"Since they are not dead, why are you here?" The voice of the man in black was cold like a block of ice in winter. "Fifteen minutes, either bring the human head over, or let someone else send your head over."

A drop of cold sweat dripped down the orc's forehead.

"Why stay here? Get out! Kill the humans! Drag their corpses out of the mouse hole!"

The orc immediately stood up and ran towards the canyon without looking back, as if one step later, the man in black behind him would immediately drew out the long sword at his waist and chop off its head.

"Make sure your soldiers can hold on to their posts." The man in black slowly turned around, his cold eyes swept across the war chief who stood neatly behind him. His figure was only the height of an ordinary elf, but even the tallest ogre chief was like the most obedient child in front of him, and he didn't even dare to breathe heavily for fear of being heard by him. "Soon, we will have two guests arriving. If I notice that anyone has left their duties or escaped, I will make sure that this will be their last regretted decision in their lives, and the last decision. etc. After the Norns inside were killed..."

Suddenly, the man in black stopped talking, and his gaze moved to the top of the square formed by the orc chief in front of him.

A glass bottle passed through the air, and the liquid inside glowed dark blue under the sunlight.

The next moment, a sudden burst of frost swallowed the entire open space.

"Nuoren will never fail!"

Outside of the explosion range, Lisa Riel suddenly jumped out. Two orcs around him who hadn't realized what was happening had not had time to raise their spears, one was struck by a sword on the neck, and the other was slashed in the chest. . The three crossbowmen raised their crossbows and aimed at the humans who appeared suddenly, and then they fell to the ground with arrows. Only one orc pulled the trigger, but the shot was missed, and the ice was broken into the cold mist that had not dissipated. The voice followed. Zelin held the crossbow and walked up the **** in front of the canyon. While using the crossbow to shoot at nearby guarding enemies, he drew out the runes of the Kunen's seal. Several arrows shot on the French seal shield, only bringing waves of waves.

"Lisa Riel, go into the canyon, the people inside need help!"

The cold fog dissipated, a layer of ice formed on the ground, and lifelike ice sculptures suddenly appeared in front of the canyon. The orc chiefs still maintained a serious appearance, and they could vaguely see confusion, fear, and incomprehension in their eyes. But now, they can no longer change their expressions. An orc rushed out of the gorge and looked at everything in front of him in surprise. Before he could raise the wooden shield in his hand, the crossbow bolt hit its throat, pierced out from behind, and plunged deeply into the gap in the rock behind. In between, brought out a blood sword.

"Come with me, Ranger!"

Lisa Riel drew the sword from the orc corpse and ran towards the canyon. But suddenly, Zelin grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back.

"Wait!"