The riding and chopping simulator of the Lord of the Rings

Chapter 177 Strange Change
And Alan, who was rushing left and right among the wolves, didn't have as many thoughts as Cirdan.

He only knew that the hungry wolves around him seemed inexhaustible, and as soon as he killed one in front of him, another one would rush towards him immediately.

For this reason, he waved the Noldor Rune sword tirelessly in his hand, taking away the life of the enemy time and time again, and the stinking wolf blood had splashed all over his silver-white armor.

As long as the energy recovers a little, a bolt of lightning will light up from Allen's hands, and then wreak havoc among the wolves.

But on the battlefield at this time, apart from Alan himself, no human being could keep fighting on horseback.

Even the brave and skilled Griffin Knights have all jumped off their horses and entangled with the Wargs with their long swords and shields in their hands.

For a team of only twenty Griffin Knights, the number of wolves is simply too much.

While killing the enemy, Allen also quickly glanced at the current battlefield situation.

Under the desperate fighting of human fighters and dwarf fighters, there are far fewer enemies still active on the battlefield at this time.

A large number of broken corpses of the evil wolves have been piled up into hills one after another around the soldiers.

And the blood oozing from the corpse formed streams of streams on the scorched land.

But these wargs didn't just die in vain, except that they had completed the delayed task very well.

Under the bloodthirsty desire, they caused a certain amount of damage to the enemy.

Especially Allen's subordinates paid an extremely painful price during this battle.

At this moment, the number of heavy cavalry who can still stand and fight the wargs is less than two-thirds of the initial number.

Although Allen equipped them with plate armor enough to cover the whole body, the physical fitness of human beings is not as strong and durable as dwarves after all.

The heavy armor and the non-stop fighting made them exhausted from the fight with the wolf.

As for the part of the wolves that attacked Allen, in addition to the wolves that were originally active in the wilderness, there were also demon wolves from the farther north.

Under Sauron's call, they returned to the Demon King's command, but the number was not too many.

In order to prepare for this interception plan, Sauron sent them to the battlefield without hesitation.

The wolf is more intelligent and cruel than the warg, and has a higher resistance to the negative effects of dark magic.

This also prevents their intelligence from being greatly affected.

Although there is no way to change the current bloodthirsty and manic state of the wolf, they can use their howls to provide better fighting advice to their own kind.

So when the demon wolves found that they could not cause damage to the iron cans in front of them only with their fangs and claws, they quickly thought of other strategies and reminded their own kind.

Those huge wargs, under this prompt, began to use their bodies to charge and attack.

Use your own life to overthrow human beings to the ground.

As for the very tired heavy cavalry, it was okay to fall once, and with the help of teammates, they were able to barely stand up.

But after falling down many times and his teammates also fell to the ground, he couldn't get up again.

And at this time, it's time for the demon wolves to play their role.

Some of them used their strong limbs to severely restrain the fallen humans.

Others stretched out their long sharp claws and began to look for the weak points of those iron cans.

After being suppressed, most of the heavy cavalry will use their arms wearing gauntlets to desperately protect their throats and faces.

However, when the armor of the body parts is struggling, it is inevitable that some weak defenses will be exposed, especially the sides of the thighs and the back of the calves.

They are cavalry, and the protection in these places is relatively less, only a thin layer of metal grid.

And these places are the main parts where the demon wolves attack. Their sharp claws are enough to pass through such a metal grid, and then tear the inner armor inside, causing certain damage to the fallen humans.

The cavalrymen who were brutally murdered didn't feel anything at first.

But soon a chill came from the wound to the brain along with the pain. Although this would not cause them to die immediately, they basically lost the ability to continue fighting.

Most of the heavy cavalry who fell to the ground were brutally murdered by demon wolves.

Compared with humans, the situation of dwarves is much better.

Even when they were knocked over by a Warg in battle, most of them were able to slap their butts to their feet and rejoin the fight.

Dwarves' stamina and resistance to blows are too strong.

And sometimes, the warg couldn't knock down the stable dwarf at all. Instead, he would be forcibly suppressed by the dwarf's angry roar, and then died a tragic death with several swords in his body.

Soon, under the furious attack of the dwarves, most of the worgs who dared to attack their formation became corpses.

At this time, Philip, who was still calm, quickly ordered his tribe to regroup and prepare to support the human allies not far away.

At this time, the elf cavalry galloping from a distance also shot arrows over, accurately harvesting the lives of the remaining wargs.

Soon, the wolves besieging the human army were killed and injured under the joint efforts of elves, dwarves and humans.

And under the influence of Sauron's magic, these bloodthirsty and manic guys didn't even choose to escape like before.

Seeing that the situation was not good, those demon wolves fled towards the west while howling, and soon disappeared, but some thick black shadows seemed to follow them to the east.

Be it elves or humans, they don't have much interest in chasing them down.

Not out of exhaustion or kindness, but because a greater crisis had come their way.

At this time, the deadly scream of the vicious behemoth had reached Allen's ears, and what was even more disturbing was that the dark and strange dark cloud also came over everyone's heads at this time.

And a large group of half-orcs came towards this side with excited expressions on their faces.

Even the tough-tempered dwarf unconsciously clenched the weapon in his hand under such circumstances.

And Cirdan came to Alan from a distance, and shouted: "Alan, your mission has been completed, please stay away from here, let us deal with these dark minions."

Allen looked at the mess on the battlefield and knew that staying away from here was his only choice.

His subordinates were already exhausted after going through this battle, and there were hundreds of lightly and seriously wounded waiting for his treatment.

At this moment, a sound of horseshoes sounded from the west.

It was Aragorn, Kress, and Grimm who led the knight apprentices and rushed back from the west.

They found the wolf fleeing from the battlefield, and at the same time saw the dark clouds approaching the battlefield.

Out of worry, they returned here without hesitation.

For Allen, this is also a good thing. The extra spare horses can completely leave here with the wounded on their backs.

Moreover, the battle is already over, isn't it.

But the accident, not only that.

Allen, who had made up his mind, was planning to reply to Cirdan and thank him for his behavior in the rear.

But before he could speak, what happened in the distance caused him to show an extremely shocked expression on his blood-stained face.

Afterwards, the shock immediately turned to joy. Pointing to Rose Lorien in the northwest, he said to Cirdan: "It's the lady, the lady of the Golden Forest has come to help us."

At this time, a large group of dazzling and hopeful bright light quickly rose from Rose Lorien, and rushed towards the evil and strange dark cloud at high speed.

The dark clouds that were originally full of dark power disappeared in an instant when faced with the dazzling white light, and behind the white light were dozens of soaring eagles.

And Galadriel, holding the starlight crystal bottle, stood firmly on the back of the Eagle King, and the Eagle King flew towards the two ferocious behemoths churning in the dark clouds.

It was Holmlas who commanded the armies of the orcs, and the blind sorcerer who carried the evil statue.

When the white light came, the two of them didn't even have time to react, and instantly consumed the evil energy in their bodies, turning into a wisp of green smoke and fleeing towards the east.

This place is far away from Mordor, and Sauron's power cannot compete with the Lady of the Golden Forest here.

As for Sauron's two evil servants, they needed to return to their master immediately to regain their form.

Those who have been hit so hard, they will not be able to come out to harm the world in a few years.

As the blind warlock fled, the statue that kept spitting out black smoke also lost its source of power and fell from the sky towards the ground.

The originally evil and strange dark clouds in the sky slowly dissipated because of the loss of follow-up power.

And the last rays of the setting sun fell on the heads of tens of thousands of orcs.

As the evil creations of Morgoth, half-orcs are naturally full of fear of the sun, even if what they face is only the moment when the sun is at its weakest every day.

Driven by fear, the half-orcs' marching phalanx, which could barely maintain, became completely chaotic at this moment, like ants on a hot pot.

And not only that, the Eagle King who expelled the ferocious giant beasts lowered his flying height.

The dazzling light containing the Silmaril in the starlight vase instantly illuminated the entire orc army.

This was enough to burn the evil white light, not only completely deterred those Snaga who were in a panic, but also made those Uruk who were not particularly afraid of the sun weak.

Faced with this situation, Cirdan immediately issued an order for the whole army to charge. Under this order, nearly 3000 elves rushed towards the orc army.

"Everyone, get back on your horses, get back on your horses."

When Allen was excited, he immediately shouted loudly, and while the guards around him jumped on their horses, they passed Allen's orders to the entire battlefield.

The heavy cavalry, who were still barely able to move at this time, climbed onto the spare horses with difficulty, and after gathering for a while.

Under the leadership of Griffon Knight and Daredevil Swordsman, they rushed towards the chaotic half-orcs following the pace of elf cavalry.

And those hundreds of northern rangers, as well as the woodland elite led by Legolas, recalled their horses one after another, and headed towards the battlefield over there.

At this time, the young Aragorn rode his horse to Alan's side, and shouted loudly: "Master Alan, can I also join the battlefield at this time?"

Allen nodded, and responded loudly: "Go, all the soldiers who are still on the horse, go, Grimm, do your job well."

What job?Of course it is to protect Aragorn's work.

Even now that he is beating the dog in the water, Allen cannot allow the heir to the last king of Gondor to be in any danger.

When all the soldiers who were still on the horse had all killed to the battlefield, Allen called the dwarf allies around him to help him, and dug out the soldiers who were buried under the corpses of the wargs.

Who made the dwarves run slowly? Without their mounts, they couldn't catch up with the frantically fleeing half-orcs.

And many heavy cavalry lying on the ground have lost their breath at this moment.

Allen looked at his blackened subordinates with a sinking face, knowing that they did not die from ordinary physical injuries.

The claws of those cunning and cruel demon wolves are obviously extremely poisonous.

Although some soldiers closed their eyes forever here, the soldiers who breathed weakly and were still fighting against death accounted for the majority.

At this moment, they urgently need Allen's treatment.

In order to ensure that he can have an optimal treatment environment, he also tries his best to save all the soldiers who are still alive.

So Allen communicated with Philip during the treatment, and asked the dwarf prince to direct his clansmen to carry the wounded to Allen's side one by one according to the degree of blackness of their faces.

In this way, Allen can maximize the use of time to treat the wounded.

Fortunately, Allen's power has a very good effect on purifying the evil wolf, which is highly poisonous, and it didn't take him too much time and energy to purify these dark forces.

Otherwise, Alan might run out of strength and faint.

And this kind of poison is not purified from plants or minerals as Allen remembered, but rather like the black shadow disease of the Ringwraiths.

It's just that it works faster and is more toxic. Allen speculates that it may have something to do with the evil spirit in the wolf's body.

Or the Dark Lord gave them new abilities.

It didn't take long for Allen to heal all the soldiers who were poisoned by the demon wolf as fast as he could.

Their complexions have changed from a terrible ashen to a healthy complexion.

The death toll of Allen's subordinates was also counted at this moment.

During this battle, more than 50 people stayed on this land forever.

They were carefully stripped of their armor by the dwarves, and the dwarves also made a simple treatment of their appearance.

In the end, they lay neatly in a row like a military parade, as if they were waiting for the last order from Allen to them.

That is returning home.

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