As soon as Wesley pulled the reins of his horse, the horse stopped, and Wesley looked far away, and Saruman's army marched out on foot, with 10,000 people, boundless and boundless, and 100,000 people, all over the sky.
This is not wrong, the strong orc army of more than 10,000 people on the other side is indeed very imposing, black and pressing, but most of them are infantry, which makes Wesley very happy, and the fast moving force of the strong orcs did not appear in the team, and it is estimated that they have already set off first.
"Good formation, my attack at a very high time, we will attack this army first, and then go to Saruman, the practice of magic requires a sufficient number, and now my affinity with the wind element is still too low."
Wesley sat down on his horse and laughed, then pulled the reins of his horse and turned away, not attacking at Issinger's gate, but preparing to wait a little in advance.
To the southeast, Wesley rode his horse for half a day's journey, and then began to camp and rest, it would take at least a day's journey for the other party to advance here, he could rest well, and prepare for the first ambush here.
The war horse went to look for grass alone, and Wesley began to camp, lit a bonfire, set up a tent, and then made himself a rich dinner, but his bonfire attracted the attention of a nearby cavalry unit, and the rumbling of horses' hooves came quickly, Wesley glanced at it, and didn't care, this is the sound of the horse's hooves, not a wolf's.
The dust was flying, which made Wesley very dissatisfied, "Do you want me to eat dirt?"
asked Wesley as he looked at the other party.
"Put your name on it."
The other party asked.
"Huh."
Wesley smiled, then stopped talking, and the spear in the hand of the opposing cavalry instantly pointed at Wesley.
Wesley didn't care, but continued to make his own food, and the elf prepared sausages that were sizzling in the frying pan, and the fragrance kept coming out.
The knight at the head jumped off his horse, removed his helmet, and said, "We are the cavalry of Rohan, and my name is Iomo. ” "Wesley."
Wesley said at this point.
"Why are you here, so close to Issinger, it's not a good place right now."
Iomo asked again.
"I'm preparing to ambush the army that came out of Isengard, the number is more than 10,000, there are many strong orcs among them, this is the army sent by Saruman, their target is you Rohan, but I am prepared to leave them behind."
Wesley finished speaking and began to enjoy the sausage.
"An army of more than 10,000 people" Iomo was surprised, and the other party's target was their country.
"Are you sure you're telling the truth" "Is it good for me to lie to you," Wesley asked rhetorically, looking at Iomo.
"I see."
Iomo didn't care that Wesley wanted to fight alone, which was obviously impossible, and he was now anxious to verify the truth of the matter, and hurriedly got on his horse, while Wesley hurriedly protected the food, and the dust flew again.
"It's so rude."
Wesley waited for the dust to clear before he began to eat dinner again, and his horse had eaten and drunk enough to run back.
Having prepared hot water for himself, Wesley took a hot bath, then changed into clean underwear, and went to sleep, but in the middle of the night, the sound of the horse's hooves made him get up again, and out of the tent, Iomo's cavalry was already in front of him.
"Thank you very much for the news, you better get out of here, they'll be here early tomorrow morning."
Iomo didn't wait for Wesley's answer and walked away again, Wesley raised his middle finger at his back, and then went back to sleep.
Early the next morning, stretching, Wesley got up to prepare breakfast, then put on the armor of the elves, and now began the official battle, the leather armor was no longer suitable, cleaned up the traces here, turned over and got on the horse, Wesley chose a high ground next to the avenue, and then immediately waited.
The footsteps of the marching army were neat and heavy, Wesley's left waist was the sword of the Elven King, and in his hand was the magic longbow, he gently clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and the war horse ran down the dirt slope in small steps, and then stopped on the avenue, blocking the way of the army alone.
There were still hundreds of meters between the two sides, and Wesley pulled his bowstring, "The elves of the wind obey my call, I need sharp arrow feathers to pierce the enemy's chest, I need the sharpness and speed of the wind, the arrow of the wind." ” The arrow of the wind flew out, and the distance of hundreds of meters came in the blink of an eye, directly piercing the chest of the first strong orc, and then it did not stop all the way, and the strong orc in a straight line was killed, and then fell, which made the army a little confused, but the second arrow had already arrived.
The leader of the army of 10,000 people pushed aside the crowd and came to the front, but he was greeted by an arrow of wind that flew close to his ear, and he hurriedly shouted, "Attack, move quickly to attack." ” The front line of the army began to push forward rapidly, and Wesley did not panic in the slightest, still firing arrows there, and the armor of the strong orcs rattled as if he didn't see them coming.
Hundreds of strong orcs had already been shot, and the striker was still a hundred meters away from Wesley, at this time Wesley's war horse slowly ran away, and Wesley turned around on horseback, and came to an upside-down horse, the magic longbow in his hand was constantly being pulled.
"The elves of the wind obey my call, I need sharp feathers to pierce the chest of my enemies, I need the sharpness and speed of the wind, the arrows of the wind."
Every time he chanted this elven word, Wesley could feel the wind elemental in the air approaching him, the more times he got closer, and the space gem did not block it, because the wind elemental would not enter Wesley's body, it would not become his strength, but affinity.
The chanting became faster and faster, and Wesley felt the wind, and he was wrapped in the wind, and his body seemed to be lighter, and the effect was really good, practice makes perfect.
He was happy here, but the orcs were a little scared, they couldn't catch up with Wesley, but Wesley's attacks were constantly shooting them, and in this case, no matter how many of them were, it would be of no use in the slightest.
"Hmph, I like kite flying or something."
Wesley said happily, and then continued his plan, one person to face an army of ten thousand, so that as long as he was not surrounded, then he could continue forever.
The leader of the strong orcs saw clearly behind him, "Blow the horn and summon the wolf knight back." ” "But they may not be able to hear it, they have been gone for too long."
"Try it, we can't be suppressed here."
The horn of the strong orc sounded, and Wesley heard it clearly, but he didn't know what it meant, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care, the wolf was just a wolf, and he was really not afraid of these guys. t1706231537: