Faced with such a strange scene, the other two half-orcs looked at each other, each with a frightened look, one guy clenched the wooden stick tightly, while the other was ready to issue an alarm immediately. Still, they hesitated:
Because the rules among the orc tribes are also strict. If they send signals indiscriminately, they will not receive too much abuse, nor will they be scolded or beaten—the orc tribe under Saruman is a race full of simplicity, efficiency, and brutality. The most punishment is to silently take out the iron mold, and then carelessly press the red-hot iron on the victim's skin!
When the punished have not yet recovered from the strong smell of burnt flesh and the great pain, they will be degraded into the ranks of slaves, and they can regain the treatment of free people unless they make some merit.
The combination of all these factors determined the tragic fate of the two half-orcs! If they didn't realize the deep danger hidden in the dark, they would have to pay the price with their lives!
At the moment of hesitation, they smelled a fragrance.
A seductive fragrance. It seems to be the wine that has just been warmed up, and it seems to have just been fished out of the soup pot. The slightly fragrant animal meat trembles, and it also has the fragrance of newly ripened fruits. They all twitched up and down.
At the same time, the trees around them began to germinate, twig, and grow at an alarming rate, and the green leaves burst out quickly. A powerful and vigorous natural force ruled here, and it seemed that spring had arrived in this cold place ahead of schedule. On the barren land. Suddenly, the powerful force quickly faded away, and at this moment the two half-orcs suddenly woke up! Time to sound the magic alert!
It's a pity that they just had such a thought, and before they had time to implement the action, there was a sudden surge of burning pain all over their bodies. Amid the golden light, an ancient elf divine glyph flew past their eyes, as if In an instant, the souls of the two half-orcs were absorbed into the ancient elf glyph, as if they were burned and melted.
"Idiot..." A half-orc tried to swing the ax in his hand, but it was a pity that he lifted his hand halfway, and it fell limply. After he said these two words, the tree next to him suddenly snapped in two, and he also It was folded at the waist, and fell on the snow like two pieces of wood. Blood poured out, steaming on the snow, and soon condensed into bright red ice.
The other half-orc turned around in horror and started to run away just now, when the ancient elf glyph shot quickly from behind, hitting first, piercing a terrifying wound on his back, and then circled out at high speed. It flew back in an arc, but the wound on the half-orc's chest didn't bleed at all, and it didn't seem to notice it. It ran for a full tens of meters before suddenly falling face down! Never move again!
In the middle of the woods, Sheyan half-kneeled on the ground at this time, holding a tree with his hands, panting heavily, and retching non-stop. Panting for breath, he cursed the damn space for depriving him of his strength so much. It took a while to stand up, staggered forward a few steps, and then a slender figure seemed to come out of the trees, and directly supported him. It was the elf girl Wuge.
Sheyan looked back and said:
"How is it? Is that box buried?"
Wuge nodded, but didn't say much. Deep down in her heart, she still didn't like killing. Fang Senyan looked at her abnormally pale face, frowned slightly and said:
"What’s wrong with you?"
Wuge looked down at his own toes, and said timidly:
"After I buried the box according to your instructions, I happened to meet a... a wounded bear. Its fur was really soft, and its eyes were full of panic and fear, so I treated it. wounded..."
"I see." Fang Senyan sighed, he really couldn't accuse this kind elf girl of anything, in fact the identity of the dawn elf and the memory of some spells would not make a person completely reborn and even lose his true nature. For Fog Song, an elf girl who is only sixteen years old in terms of human age, she has already shown enough strength and courage in that series of encounters.
"I'm sorry..." Wu Song looked like he was about to cry at any moment: "My power is almost dry, and I only have one ancient elf glyph to use. It is almost my responsibility to kill these three half-orcs." limit."
"It's okay." Fang Senyan said seriously: "Then let's go quickly. Before those guys catch up."
At this time, he was also a little angry. As the saying goes, a wise man is bound to make mistakes. It would be great if the reef didn't take away all the eggs of Haiqimjia! You only need to leave one, and Wuge can restore all the status! Why are you so passive now
"Are you really all right?" the elf girl said with tears in her eyes.
Sheyan nodded:
"It's okay, but if you don't leave, something will happen."
The two started a difficult trek, and even though they killed the three half-orcs who were chasing after them, Fang Sheyan still had an ominous premonition lingering in his heart.
Obviously, Saruman's loss this time can only be described as horror. Even without mentioning those priceless gems, the stolen mithril and adamantine alone are estimated to be the output of the entire Middle-earth continent in a year! Under such circumstances, Sheyan absolutely did not think that Saruman would be able to swallow this breath and allow himself to escape! And now he can be called a veritable "oil bottle", dragged down by such a speed, I'm afraid there will be even more terrifying pursuers coming from behind!
With this in mind, Fang Sheyan asked Wu Ge to find a shelter from the wind for her, and then she would go first. Even if her magic powers were exhausted, she would definitely be able to move much faster than the current speed if she was not dragged down by herself. But this time the elf girl was resolutely refusing, she pulled Sheyan and burst into tears without even saying a word. In desperation, Fang Senyan could only continue on the road with her.
Although Fang Senyan always felt a great threat, the road ahead of the two of them has always been very smooth, and the expected pursuers did not arrive. I don't know if the blessing of the dawn elves is too powerful to cover their tracks, or the trauma caused by Hachimgar to Saruman and the others is too great, making it impossible to send too many people
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At this moment, Sheyan and the others have already embarked on a dangerous, cold and slippery road.
The wind was very strong, and snowflakes were cut on people's bodies like knives, so that Sheyan had to bend down at this moment, trying his best to avoid the resistance of the wind and move forward. From time to time, there will be green light flashing on his body, which is the abnormal state that the blessing of the dawn elf takes effect on him from time to time.
On the left of the two of them is an ice valley at least 100 meters deep. The width of the ice valley is more than 200 meters. Without any suspense, he died directly from intestinal piercing. The other side of the ice valley is only about seven or eight kilometers away from the orc city in a straight line. If you stand here, you can even see the snow peak that was dug by the orcs and turned into a white honeycomb.
Fang Senyan noticed the special terrain here when he was escorted before: this orc city should be located in an ice valley basin deep in the Misty Mountains, and this basin only has a place called "Black Missing Teeth" at the southern end. The pass can be passed through, and below the mountain range at the southern end of the basin, there is this terrifying ice valley, which seems to be a nightmare belt wrapping around the foot of the mountain range at the southern end of the basin.
If there is no such a dangerous ice valley, after passing through the "black missing tooth" pass, keep going straight forward, and walk five or six kilometers forward to reach the city of the orcs. But after adding this ice valley, even after passing through the "black missing tooth" pass, you have to walk seven or eight kilometers horizontally along the ice valley to the west to reach the narrowest area of the ice valley, and then pass through the The well-built wooden bridge braved the harsh weather to cross this ice valley.
Because of the crudeness and disrepair of the wooden bridge, this process is quite dangerous for the inexperienced captives, so all people need to cheer up and cross the wooden bridge carefully. In this way, the actual distance from the black toothless pass to the orc city is even more than fifteen kilometers.
Of course, the shrewd Saruman couldn't have arranged guards in such a critical place that one man guards the gate and ten thousand people cannot leave. Under normal circumstances, there would be three orcs and ten half-orcs in the hut at the end of the bridge. It is patrolled day and night, and not even a fly can slip past it—if there are flies, of course.
However, under the huge temptation of the legendary creature Haichimgar, Saruman took away all the guards here without hesitation, and only put an old, weak, sick orc here to watch.
The only thing this orc has to do is to tear off the magic scroll he carries with him to warn Saruman when he encounters any suspicious situation-it's a pity that this old guy is obviously not a conscientious person.
When Sheyan and Wuge saw him, this guy was sleeping soundly by the fire. The yellow fangs bared from the side of the lips, sticky saliva dripped from the side of the teeth, and a large puddle of water has accumulated on the ground—so there is every reason to believe that Mr. Reef, who escaped early a few hours ago, It was swaggeringly walking directly from here.