Chapter 261 More Like a Villain than a Villain

Rohan.

The royal capital of Edoras is located in the vast wilderness. It is quietly prostrate on the shoulder of a mountain, like a horse with its back against the snow-capped mountains.

Although it is the capital of a country, Edoras looks like a luxurious village of bandits at first glance.

The city walls and gates are all built of tall wood and surround a small mountain.

Behind the city wall are wooden houses one after another, basically one or two stories high. People inside the houses are filled with sorrow, and women are holding their children and looking out the window uneasily.

And on the top of that low mountain, there is the most magnificent building in Edolas - the Rohan Palace.

Of course, the word majestic is a relative term. If it were placed in the deep valley, it would be considered a serious and depressing cathedral at best.

But such a palace is dormant on the shoulder of a barren mountain, facing the cloudless sky, and embracing the snow-white mountains in all directions. It actually has a tragic and tragic feeling that makes people feel peaceful.

Rohan is a nomadic people and does not care how spectacular and huge the cities are built. As a "country on horseback", they follow the principle of "gathering is a fire, scattering is a sky full of stars".

At this moment, King Théoden and Marshal Eomond were standing proudly on the hill outside the city.

Behind the two men was an army of cavalry that was being assembled and integrated. There were densely packed heads of people and horses, and the number was frightening.

They prepared to rush to the aid of the White City of Gondor.

But the enemy troops arrived as expected.

No, where Théoden and Éomund were looking, Orcs riding wargs appeared eagerly, staring with ferocious eyes, and did not attack rashly impulsively.

The Orcs, who have been in Rohan all year round, know very well that they cannot confront the Rohan cavalry head-on. Even the violent wargs will scream and howl under the hooves of the horses.

Therefore, they deployed in advance on the only way to Gondor, and specifically selected mountain streams and canyons with complex terrain.

This move was both cruel and clever, and it immediately silenced the king and the handsome man.

If they charge regardless, the cavalry army will probably suffer a lot of losses, and their morale will be greatly reduced when they reach Gondor.

But it's not the same thing to continue to hesitate like this. We can't wait until the entire army in Baicheng is annihilated.

"Otherwise, let me lead an elite team to kill those guys first, so that the losses can be minimized." Iomond suggested.

"No matter what, this Orc army must be eradicated. I don't trust them wandering near Edoras." Théoden said with murderous intent.

"I hope Gondor can hold on. If the White City is captured, the army of Mordor will penetrate into the entire Middle-earth unimpeded." Iomund said as he clenched the hilt of his sword.

He turned around, summoned his personal guards, and then mounted his horse.

Without any complaint, hundreds of people followed the marshal and galloped towards the canyon where the Orc army was located.

Outside the palace, Theodwin, the king's sister and the marshal's wife, put her hands on her chest and prayed for her heroic husband. In front of her, there were two boys and a girl.

They are Prince Theod, Éomer the Marshal's son, and Éowyn the Marshal's daughter.

Theod was supposed to live in Aldburg, her husband's territory, but now Aldburg in the east was in war, and she, who was of royal blood, came to Edolas with her children to take refuge.

"Everyone, use our flesh and blood to clear a bloody path for Rohan's horses!"

While galloping, Eomond roared loudly, as if he was rushing not to fight and die, but to a temple of glory covered with flowers and sunshine.

Hearing his voice, everyone in Edoras couldn't help but clenched their fists, and Théodwin couldn't help but burst into tears.

Looking at the hundreds of cavalry who were seeking death, the Oaks looked at each other with ferocious features.

Especially the leader is the thorny Eomond. They have long wanted to get rid of this hateful Marshal of Rohan.

Rumble~Rumble~

The gravel on the ground gradually began to tremble violently, causing the Oak Commander to look around in shock.

"Can just a few hundred cavalry cause such a big earthquake?"

"impossible?"

"There's something wrong with me, why am I shaking more and more!"

Soon, these Oaks standing on the cliff or mountain wall had to lie down to stabilize their balance. A large number of falling rocks fell one after another, and it seemed that the entire canyon was bumping irregularly.

"Withdraw! Withdraw!"

The Orc leader realized that this was not the same thing. There was no need for Eomund to take action. If they waited any longer, they would all be buried underneath.

"stop!"

Eomond naturally noticed something strange, and immediately signaled the guards to stop, looking at the scene a thousand meters away with a puzzled expression.

Bang——

Changes occurred that no one expected.

A cliff with hundreds of Oaks standing on it suddenly exploded out of thin air, and the sky was filled with rubble mixed with horrified Oaks.

Amidst the billowing smoke, a white skeleton fifty or sixty meters long emerged from the ground. The hard rock was like a piece of tofu in front of it, and the sharp claws of its limbs could easily cut it into pieces.

Bone servant, spirit of the wilderness!

"What is that?" Iomund muttered in disbelief, "A skeletal undead creature, could it be a subordinate of Smaug?"

Thinking of this, he seemed to take a reassurance and stepped back a thousand meters to avoid being accidentally injured.

In contrast, Oak panicked.

After all, they didn't expect this outrageous development. A big skeleton emerged from the ground?

Boom!

The Spirit of the Wilderness would not give them time to think. With a flutter on the spot, it cut through the rock again, opening a large hole in the mountain with a terrifying force.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

In the blink of an eye, the canyon was riddled with holes, like countless shocking huge scars.

Although the Wild Spirit did not deliberately attack the Orc army, the large-area damage it caused in this way was obviously more effective, after all, it destroyed the Orcs' foothold.

Repeatedly, most of the Orcs were buried under heavy piles of rocks, and the surviving ones were of no importance. The Spirit of the Wild killed them all with just a few claws.

The spirit of the wilderness stopped destroying. It squatted on the ground like a marmot, waved its arms towards Eomond and the others, and made a few friendly hums.

"This big guy is a bit cute~" Iomond smiled and called the guards to return to the main force.

Outside the city of Edoras.

"Prepare the whole army, set out at sunset, march tonight!" Théoden shouted.

…

If you have to ask at this moment, which battlefield is as important as the Battle of Baicheng, then it must be the Battle of Zixun Valley.

To the northwest of Baicheng, beyond a ridge covered with vegetation, there is a vast purple ocean.

When the wind blows, purple waves will ripple, and the layers of waves will create a few dreamy waves.

There are lavender all over the mountains and plains here.

From the southern hillside all the way to the north, it covers the entire valley and surrounds a beautiful town. A clear stream runs across lush flower beds from west to east.

The lavender scenery of Purple Smoke Valley is quite famous in Gondor and even Middle-earth. Countless travelers cross the mountains and rivers to see this dreamlike scenery.

When the flowers are blooming, rent a second-floor hotel in a small town, lie on a chair on the terrace with a cup of hot cocoa, and immerse yourself in the purple foam with your loved one.

Unfortunately, there is no patio, no hot cocoa, and no lovers.

Even the lavender was almost wiped out.

Just demons, monsters, blood and howling ghosts.

The residents of the small town had fled ten minutes ago, and their former home had become a terrifying place that they could not avoid.

Whoops!

The four Nazgul, headed by the Witch King of Angmar, lined up one by one on fallen flying beasts.

In addition to the four of them, there are many dark creatures with different looks.

Dozens of red-eyed vultures with a wingspan of ten meters, and gray-skinned ghouls riding on the backs of the vultures.

Ghost-faced ghosts breathing strange black mist floated here and there, constantly leaving afterimages in mid-air. Only when they occasionally slowed down could their number of more than twenty be confirmed.

There are more than a dozen four-winged flying insects the size of an adult, and their appearance is very similar to that of a locust. The sound when the wings vibrate is extremely sharp, and its speed can be imagined to be terrifying.

There are four vampires that are similar to humans. They are all women with hot bodies, but their appearance has the characteristics of a beast, with narrow corners of the eyes and small pupils, a slightly raised bulge on the forehead, and sharp teeth protruding from the corners of the mouth. With beast-like claws and bat wings growing out of his back, he is said to be a vampire, but in fact he is more like a demon.

On the ground, a large field of lavender flowers was lifted up, exposing the deep soil. It seemed that something giant was crawling underground, like a group of swamp crocodiles waiting for their prey to fall.

They are all dark tribes hiding in every dark corner. They are symbols of filth, evil, and viciousness. They are often mentioned in the notebooks of bards, and are always treated as strange stories by people.

For many years, Sauron has been searching for and summoning dark creatures in order to start another world war in Middle-earth and give himself a better chance of winning.

Finally, surrounded by these dark creatures, there is a dark creature that is more like a villain than any of them!

If someone who didn't know the truth saw it, they would definitely say that the skeletal dragon was the villain's boss.

"Is this the guy Lord Sauron wants to get rid of? The Smaug I remember is not a chicken frame~" The leading female vampire smiled and communicated with Khamul. She is the mother of the other three.

"Don't underestimate it. It completely killed five Nazgul and turned Saruman into a prodigal dog." Kehamul snorted coldly.

"The Ringwraiths? Apart from you and the Witch King, none of the nine of them seem to be very good~" The Vampire Mother hid her face and smiled, ignoring the cold glare of the other two Ringwraiths.

"Don't talk irrelevant nonsense." The Witch King of Angmar spoke.

"Okay, okay, according to Lord Sauron's instructions, we only need to kill Smaug?" The mother of vampires returned to the topic.

"If you underestimate the enemy, you will pay the price with your life." The Witch King warned.

The Mother of Vampires finally put away her frivolous face. As an old witch who has lived for nearly ten thousand years, she has seen and heard a lot. She has witnessed or participated in many tragic battles, so naturally she does not take the skeleton of a giant dragon in her eyes.

It's not that she thinks she can challenge Chu Xin alone, but that mentality of "I've seen airplanes and cannons, but rifles and grenades are nothing."

During these years of darkness and decadence, she and her tribe only dared to wander around the southern barbarian lands and attack Haradh villages.

As for why she is so arrogant, the reason is very simple, that is, she positions herself as a "veteran" and considers herself to be a high-ranking person in Mordor.

The Witch King and Kohamul didn't want to argue with her at the moment. In contrast, they cared more about Chu Xin. After all, Sauron had given an ultimatum, either go back with the Supreme Lord of the Rings or carry his own head. go back.

"So Sauron's goal is always the same, and he also arranged the most elite team to ambush me?" Chu Xin looked around and said calmly.

"Since you understand, then skip the nonsense process." The Witch King replied sullenly.

"That's what I meant." After Chu Xin finished speaking, a fierce divine dragon swept out with its tail swung.

Wow!

The strong wind was hunting, and the dark creatures felt the momentum and quickly dodged.

But soon, the gray-skinned ghouls drove red-eyed vultures to fight back. Instead of using meaningless bows and arrows, they used oversized slingshots to shoot strange black balls one after another.

These things suddenly exploded before they even touched Chu Xin. Instead of black gunpowder, they sprayed out a large amount of extremely viscous black substances, which stuck to Chu Xin's body like glue.

Woo——

Suddenly there was a gust of wind, and the ghost-faced ghosts also appeared.

In one aspect, they are very powerful, that is, others cannot touch them, but their weapons can touch others.

No, they penetrated Chu Xin's sharp claws and tail blades, slashed hard with the illusory sword in his hand, and collided with a real crisp sound of gold and iron.

It doesn't matter whether there is any harm, it's just a distraction.

Buzz——

The four-winged flying insects also surrounded Chu Xin with a flapping sound that penetrated his eardrums, quickly forming an invisible wall of sound waves.

At this moment, Chu Xin guessed that both ghosts and flying insects were covering him. The former disturbed his sight, and the latter interfered with his hearing, affecting his combat status in all aspects.

Although he still couldn't figure out what those black substances were, Chu Xin knew that the Witch King would not do useless work.

boom--

As a result, dragon flames spurted out in one mouthful.

The hot blast of fire instantly swallowed up half of the flying insects and vultures. Although the ghost-faced ghosts were not dead, they all appeared to be scalded and moved away from Chu Xin in shock.

"What kind of flame is this? It does have something." The Vampire Mother said solemnly, retreating calmly.

Just as she was about to say something else, she heard a sharp sound coming from far away.

puff!

The next second, she saw her eldest daughter beside her being inexplicably cut off at the waist, as if an air blade had passed through her.

"Continuing to stand there will only lead to death," Kehamul cursed at her, "This mission is a narrow escape for us!"

Buzz!

Chu Xin swung the second bone slash with his backhand, and a ring spirit was hit, and the fallen flying beast beneath him died on the spot.

"A narrow escape from death, what is this life you're talking about? If we don't come out again, we're really done!" the mother of vampires roared sadly.

For some reason, looking at the arrogant Chu Xin in the explosion, she always felt that her side was like a righteous dragon-slaying team, and the opposite side was the villain.

"The black devil dragon-slaying technique taught by Lord Sauron." The Witch King murmured secretly, and forcibly ordered the gray-skinned ghoul to continue shooting black balls.

The strange thing is that this black sticky substance did not completely fuse under the high heat, but became more sticky, almost turning into scars on Chu Xin's body.

The Witch King and the others did not engage in a head-on confrontation with Chu Xin, instead adhering to wandering tactics to deal with him.

Five minutes passed like this, and Chu Xin had slaughtered all the four-winged flying insects, and the tail blade endowed with black flames had also killed two-thirds of the ghost-faced ghosts, causing the remaining ones to not dare to approach at all.

Not to mention them, even the four Nazgul looked at the black flame tail blade with fear, and suddenly realized that the five companions died under the tail.

Puff puff!

When all the red-eyed vultures and gray-skinned ghouls died, at least one-tenth of Chu Xin's body was dyed black.

No matter how you look at it, the sharply reduced number of the Ring Reavers is bound to be defeated.

But the Witch King of Angmar and Khamul looked at each other ecstatically, and then recited an obscure spell at the same time.

The former raised his head and stared fiercely, "Smaug, your death has come!" (End of this chapter)