The riding and chopping simulator of the Lord of the Rings

Chapter 49 Borg, Dead

When Allen saw the wolf cavalry from a distance, it was already the afternoon two days later.

Today's weather is not very good, the sun is looming in the clouds, and it should have fallen to the other side of the Misty Mountains at this time.

This made the dense forest on the eastern edge of the Black Forest look even darker.

And the distance between Allen and Borg is gradually approaching in the environment where the sky is getting darker.

Even though he was riding his horse and running in the dense forest, Allen locked his target at a glance, the leader of these wolf cavalry, the pale Borg.

Allen was finally sure that he had caught up with the target he wanted to kill.

As Alan approached, the wolf cavalry team also heard the movement, they stopped, turned around to look at Alan, and entered a state of alert.

And just when these wolf cavalry turned around, they had completely entered the attack range of Allen and his personal guards.

Allen and his personal guards quickly stopped the horses, drew the Noldo rune bows in their hands, and poured Noldo arrows at the wolf cavalry.

Fourteen people, fourteen bows, fourteen arrows, in the case of a sneak attack, there is almost no possibility of missing.

And the armor on the half-orcs was like paper, it couldn't stop the arrows inlaid with runes at all, and all those who were hit by the arrows rolled down from the worgs.

Some Noldor arrows, relying on the powerful power of the Noldor Rune Bow, penetrated through the orc's abdomen and killed them together with the Warg.

Borger was even more taken care of by Allen. Allen's first arrow aimed at his heart was fortunately dodged by him and shot through his unarmored left shoulder, while Allen's second arrow He directly shot the wolf under his crotch who was about to turn around.

At this time, Borger, whose shoulder was injured and fell to the ground, was also very depressed. He never expected that there would be enemies chasing them behind him. He was always on guard against the woodland elves in front.

But now, when he reacted, the enemy had already rained arrows on them twice, and more than a quarter of his own men had died.

And he himself had no choice but to get up from the ground immediately, called a wolf, rode on it, and began to organize his subordinates to fight back.

Such an embarrassing encounter made his face even more ferocious.

And when Borg organized his team and rushed towards Allen and the others.

The third wave of arrow rain from humans and elves covered them again.

At this time, the wolves, who had already taken precautions, began to consciously avoid the arrows. This time, very few of them fell down.

Borg reacted quickly and dodged sideways, dodging the arrow Alan shot at him, and then he saw Alan's face clearly.

Even though many years have passed, Borger has not forgotten this face, this daring human being who dared to intercept and kill himself in the Misty Mountains.

At this moment, Borg thought of the ridicule of other half-orcs, Azog's punishment and sarcastic remarks.

A wave of anger rushed straight to his forehead, directly making him lose his mind, and his ferocious face looked even uglier at this moment.

Allen didn't care what Borg thought. He looked at the wolf cavalry rushing over, let out a roar, and ran in the direction he came with his personal guards.

Yes, Allen is going to rely on the speed and endurance of the elf horse far surpassing the wolf, and kite to kill these guys.

A chase began like this, and Allen led his own guards to run non-stop in front.

Moreover, they also deliberately kept a distance from the wolf cavalry, neither throwing them off nor giving them the illusion that they could catch up.

In the process of running, he kept shooting arrows behind him, looking for opportunities to kill and chase the wolf cavalry.

Although these wolves are very cunning and treacherous, when they see an enemy aiming at them, they will slow down and dodge left and right.

But facing the shooting of many people, they still couldn't dodge, and fell to the ground one after another.

Soon, there were fewer and fewer wolf cavalry chasing Allen, and the sky became darker and darker.

Borger is indeed worthy of being a master who can hit Legolas with a nosebleed. He survived under Alan's intensive care.

He dodged many shots from Allen and Horimion, and was even blocked by his weapon once.

Until the end, he hid among the densely packed wolf cavalry, which was difficult to lock.

And at this time, he has calmed down from his anger, and he has noticed Alan's plan, but now he is stuck.

He has already seen that the horses ridden by the elves are extremely fast, far surpassing their wolves, and they will never run away. They will only be caught up in the process of escaping, and these elves will die in disgrace. under the bow and arrow.

And he thinks that facing the situation in front of him, he is not completely without chance.

Most of the subordinates he brought over this time are Azog's elite guards, and their fighting power is much higher than that of ordinary half-orcs.

Mounted wargs are also stronger and more ferocious.

At this time, the sky has already darkened, and soon, this place will become invisible.

Even though more than half of his men were killed or injured, the number of them was still more than twice that of Allen.

Borg didn't believe that in the dark night, the war horses of humans and elves could run past the wolf in his crotch.

Even if they can run, it is impossible to shoot them accurately with bows and arrows in the dark.

At that time, the identities of the two parties will change immediately, and no matter how bad it is, there is a possibility of running away.

Of course, it is impossible for Allen to let this battle completely enter the night. In the night, his disadvantage is too great.

He was already ready for a decisive battle with Borg, but he still needed a more suitable location. It would be unwise to charge the wolf cavalry in the forest.

Moreover, Alan's personal guards were getting farther and farther away from him in the forest, and he needed a place to regroup the team.

He had chosen that place when he pursued it, and that was the bank of the River Run.

There are almost no trees nearby, and Allen has a greater advantage in a decisive battle there.

Soon, two cavalry teams rushed out of the forest, one after the other, and came to the bank of the rushing river.

At this time, Allen did not continue to run with his own guards, but shouted "Ready for close combat" and turned the horses around.

At the same time, he hung the bow in his hand on the horse, shouted, assembled his team, and rushed towards the wolf cavalry team.

And Alan's personal guards, the Twilight Knights also drew out their long swords of the Noldor Rune under the order, turned their horses' heads, and followed Alan's footsteps.

Under the already completely dark sky, streaks of white light flashed on the rune swords raised by the twilight knights.

The galloping fast horse, like lightning bolts, rushed towards the team of orcs.

Watching Allen's team turn their horses' heads and make a decisive battle posture, Polger became excited. He smiled, and his face was more ferocious than when he was angry.

This was the moment he had been waiting for, the one he thought he could win.

He loudly ordered the surrounding wolf cavalry to charge, while he himself rushed straight towards Allen.

He wants to solve this human being with his own hands and wash away his shame.

While running wildly, Polger saw a white light flash in Allen's right hand, and a disposable lance more than two meters long appeared.

At this time, the distance between the two sides has become closer and closer.

Allen quickly set up a charging posture with a gun on the horse, and rushed towards Borg.

He wasn't sure that he could kill Borg in close combat, so he gave full play to the wisdom of his ancestors, one inch long and one inch strong.

Cavalry combat is like this, bloody, direct, brutal

Allen kept fine-tuning the position of the gun tip, aiming at Borg who was rushing towards him.

And Borg actually entered a trance state under such circumstances.

Even though it was night, the orc's eyesight was extremely clear. Borg really couldn't figure out where the lance in the human's hand came from.

After two seconds, Polger realized that Allen had rushed in front of him. He was startled, turned over violently and rolled off the wolf's back.

Just when Borger turned down, Allen's lance directly penetrated the neck of the warg, and pierced towards the original position of the pale orc.

If it wasn't for Borg's quick reaction and jumping, he would have become a part of the candied haws.

At this time, there was a wolf without an owner, following behind Borg, and launched a pounce on Allen's elf horse.

Allen let go of the giant lance, and controlled the elf horse in time to escape most of the force of the wolf pounce, and the remaining force didn't even scratch the elf horse's scales.

And the Twilight Knights, like bolts of lightning, rushed out of the wolf cavalry team intact and gathered around Allen.

However, under the impact of the Twilight Knights, the team of wolf cavalry became disorganized.

The surviving wolf cavalry panicked a little. They realized that their opponents this time were completely different from the human or elf cavalry they had encountered before.

These elven horses have no fear of the Wargs under them, or even the sharp knives in their hands.

Their scimitars cut on these elf horses, just like cutting on human chain armor, they could only draw a shallow mark on these horses.

And the fighting skills of the elves on the horse were also extremely superb, and they killed most of their companions in just a short moment of interlacing.

The swords in their hands were so sharp that some wolf cavalry were even split in half by those people.

Facing such an enemy, they were terrified, terrified, and all looked at Borg in the center of the field, hoping that he would give an order to retreat.

Of course, it was impossible for Borger to issue such an order, because he knew that retreat would mean death, and he couldn't run in the face of such an enemy.

He whistled, shouted a wolf, stepped up, and wanted to charge in Alan's direction again.

Before he could charge up, fourteen Noldor arrows enveloped him, followed by the second wave, which directly nailed him and the wolf under his crotch to the bank of the river.

At this time, the surviving wolf cavalry finally fled frantically in all directions.

Under Allen's signal, Horimion led the twilight knights and chased after the fleeing wolf cavalry.

And Alan got off his horse and came to Borg who was still twitching. He had to say that the half-orcs had strong vitality.

Even though his body was full of arrows, Borg did not die immediately, but lay on the ground staring at a dead fish eye, staring closely at Alan who was walking over.

Allen walked to Borger's side, not to flog the corpse. Borger in this state would definitely not be able to survive, and how could he survive with his upper body full of arrows.

Allen was very interested in the armor on his body, because in the movie, the seemingly scrap iron equipment on Polger's body actually blocked Legolas's slash with the beast-biting sword, which made Alan at the time Len was impressed.

At this time, the scrap iron on his body also blocked many Noldor arrows shooting at him, which made Allen very strange, these arrows were enchanted.

Allen looked at the silver-grey armor on this guy, and always felt that Mithril was smelted inside. After all, Azog controlled Moria. Even if they didn't dare to dig it, they must have got a lot of inventory from Moria. .

Allen found a half-orc scimitar from the battlefield, sent the dying Borg directly to the west, and then began to disassemble the armor parts on his body.

Half of Allen, who was dismantled, complained frantically about Borg's madness. These armors have grown into his flesh. Does this guy feel no pain?

Allen, who had been wasted for a long time, finally removed Borg's armor completely when it was completely dark, tied it together with cloth strips from the half-orc, and tied it to his horse, and Borg's body ?Forget it, don't mention it.

Allen just chopped off Polger's head and took it away. He was going to give it to Thorin as a gift. After all, there were too many grievances between the two of them.

The Twilight Knights also slowly returned to Allen's side. They are elves, and their vision at night may not be as good as that of Orcs, but they are much better than humans.

Each of them carried a few heads more or less, and then Horimion told Allen that all the fleeing wolf cavalry were here, but a few of the wargs had escaped.

Allen nodded, thinking that this chase was relatively perfect, and praised his pro-guards a few words.

Then lead them to the direction of Changhu Town.

(End of this chapter)