The first thing that appeared was the sound of arrows breaking through the air.

More than a dozen arrows flew over Zelin's head, and fell into the camp of the Nuoen. The two outermost tents were torn apart. With the help of the campfire, Zelin saw the figures in the camp just now. Standing up, he fell straight down again.

A guard ran out of the tent. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to shout something, but another figure jumped out from behind, covered his mouth with one hand, and stabbed his back with a dagger with the other hand.

But the betrayer did not expect that someone would wake up at this time.

"Assault!" Zelin shouted. "There are attackers! There are traitors!"

This seemed to be a signal, and the sound of the orcs' screams broke the silent night sky. The other guards grabbed their weapons and ran out of the tent, but before they could see where the attacker came from, they were attacked from behind. The betrayer who had been prepared slashed his sword at the clan next to him, and for a while, blood splattered in the camp.

"Virginia!" Zelin shook the wizard girl beside him. "Wake up!"

The mage girl opened her sleepy eyes. "What's the matter, Ze Lin?"

"We are under attack!" Zelin looked at the place where the orcs appeared, and they had already raised their torches. "We have been betrayed!"

The first thousand six hundred and eighty chapters strong orcs

The camp was caught in a sea of ​​flames.

The outermost tent had been burned to ashes, leaving only the remaining fire and black smoke, greedily licking the dead grass on the ground, and pounced along the dry grass towards another canvas tent soaked in blood. The pungent smoke rose from the ground, and the bright moon seemed to be dyed gray. Groups of orcs stepped across the lawn, and the ground rumbling under their running footsteps.

The attack came too suddenly. When the remaining guards were still fighting the betrayers who suddenly attacked, the orcs had already stormed into the camp. Only a few soldiers had time to make a futile stop, and they were chopped to the ground by the orcs who broke in. The screams of dying were mixed with more terrifying sounds. The corpse fell to the ground arbitrarily, filled with arrows, and the deadly wounds of the corpse came from the daggers on the back and neck.

When the first orc saw the demon hunter coming out from the side of the camp, it was no less surprised than the other guards that were attacked. Zelin seemed to be prepared for a while, and didn't panic. Its sword was raised, but Zelin moved faster. The ebony blade came out of its sheath, screamed in the air, cut off the arm holding the sword, and then slashed the sword horizontally with the backhand, making a cut in the orc's abdomen.

"Find Marvin!"

Zelin held up the second hacked sword. He turned his wrist, and the blade turned three times with a harsh rubbing sound. The demon hunter slammed outwards, and the orc sword flew out in mid-air. After making two turns, he thrust into the back of another orc with a puff, and it was about to pierce the sword into the chest of the fallen guard.

"I can't see her!"

Virginia shook her finger vacantly, and then threw it forcefully into the sky. A faint ball of light flew up into the sky. When it reached the highest point, it suddenly brightened, illuminating the entire camp at once, and at the same time illuminating the hiding place. Enemies shooting arrows outside the camp.

Zelinbi drew the Alderfa seal, not aimed at the archer, but on the lawn in front. The sudden burst of air splashed a large area of ​​dirt, and rushed toward the archer who was shooting arrows outside the camp. The crushed soil crackled on the faces of the orcs, blocking the view.

The lightning passed by the demon hunter, the chain of lightning tore the dust raised, and after hitting an orc archer, it immediately jumped to another enemy. The arc was like a deadly viper, biting anything in it. Creatures near it. Two orcs jumped out of the shadows behind Virginia and tried to sneak attack. The mage girl waved her hand backwards, the tongue of fire swept across, and the orc burned like dry wood.

A sturdy orc jumped out of the smoke, and two scimitars in his hand struck a guard like lightning. The guard lost his strength and knelt down, his eyes widened in disbelief and he looked at the cut-out chest, and fell to the ground. The speed of the orcs was faster than humans thought, even faster than Zelin expected. Another guard attacked the orc from the side, but the spear pierced through the air. The orc turned around, swiped the two double knives relative to each other, and took off the second head.

Zelin pulled the ebony blade out of the orc corpse that hadn't stiffened, and he saw the strange orc. Compared with those I've seen before, the orcs that attacked this time were stronger, more agile, and well-equipped. This strange enemy also saw Zelin with several orc corpses upside down beside him. It opened its mouth and screamed, revealing two sharp teeth.

But it was not the orcs who first came into contact with the demon hunters. A human clenched a spear and pierced Zelin's chest forcefully. He didn't wear a hat, but his armor was neatly dressed. The spear stabbed over and was cut off by the ebony blade. The human blinked and looked at the half wooden pole in his hand in shock. Zelin met these eyes, and he recognized this person in the flames. He was the captain of the guard. The captain wanted to retreat, but his steps were not fast enough, and a sword was in his chest. The ebony blade cut open the breastplate, but did not completely kill him. He threw the spear at Zelin, trying to take the opportunity to escape. The demon hunter chased up and swung a second sword at his neck. The captain shrank his neck abruptly, his body tightened and fell forward on the muddy lawn.

The demon hunter turned fluently and faced the orc who leaped over.

A burning orc ran past him, tripped over the corpse on the ground, fell on the tent, and a huge flame immediately rose.

The enemy in front of Zelin jumped up, the short sword in his left hand slashed over, and the sword in the other hand lay in front of him, trying to resist Zelin's possible counterattack. The demon hunter took a step back, the orcs approached again, and Zelin backed away again. When the orc took the fourth step forward, a gesture appeared in front of it. The formed Aksifah's seal flashed past the orc's pale eyeballs. Maybe this orc might be the most powerful of them, maybe its reaction speed is fast enough, but Yaxifain still distracted it for two seconds. But this was enough for Zelin. The orc took a sword in his chest, and it bent down reflexively. Then the chin was kicked again, it turned up completely, turned around in midair and fell to the ground, and finally was nailed to the ground with a sword.

The lightning fell, and another scorched black appeared on the blood-stained lawn. The heart of Virginia's hand was bursting with electric lights, and the other hand was holding the magic wand. The gem on the top exuded magical light. The jet of flame swept the orcs and ignited them along with the withered grass below. The flames skyrocketed. The orc wanted to get around, and Virginia raised her staff, and the flames on the ground turned into a wall of fire.

The demon hunter saw a guard lying on the ground crawling outside the camp. He ran over and grabbed the opponent's shoulder.

"Where is Queen Marvin?!"

"I am not a traitor." The guard shook his head vigorously.

"I know, where is Marvin?! Where is she?!"

"Camden protected the queen from retreating."

"Where to go?"

"Syvold!" the guard said forcefully. "They went to Seyveld!"

Sivold?

Zelin raised his head and looked to the southeast. The shadow of the white mountain range is even more on the horizon, extending to the end of the eastern line of sight. He let go, and the wounded soldier pushed hard to the ground, rolling himself down the hill and hiding in the shadows. The ears of the demon hunter heard the footsteps coming from behind, and the stench of the orcs. He stood up and slammed his sword backwards. One of the orcs who was trying to attack was chopped off his thigh. Another orc rushed up, but was hit in the waist. There was too much fire nearby, which was choking. Thick smoke obscured the sky.

"Virginia!"

Zelin coughed twice, and the five orcs attacked at the same time from different angles, but the burst of Alder swept them and flew out together. There are no living people still standing in the camp. The guards either died or fled. Under the influence of the wind, the flame swallowed more land like a greedy beast, leaving only a piece of scorched black wherever it passed.

"Virginia!"

"I'm here!" The mage girl's voice came from behind the smoke. A few seconds later, she walked out of the fire-filled camp, coughed twice, and her face was stained with soot, black and white. "Have you found Queen Marvin?"

"She escaped under the protection of several guards." Zelin took out the ghost horse's skull. "But they don't have horses, so they can't run far. There are orcs everywhere. We want to catch up!"

Zelin didn't know why these orcs appeared in the territory close to the Rohan Kingdom. This afternoon, he inquired about Sevold on the road. Not far from here, it is located in the most famous fortress of the Rohan Kingdom-Holy Helm Valley. . There are not many of them, but the number of Norns is even smaller. They are guards rather than troops. For an ambush, the number of these orcs is more than enough.

"There are many orcs here?!"

"Leave them alone, this is not our goal. Get on the horse, hurry, if the orcs separate some people to chase Marvin, she and the other guards will never be able to rush out!" Zelin scanned the lit grassland, Ava Ke's figure jumped out from behind him. "Rohan country had better not be charged with lighting the grassland. But these flames are enough to drive the orcs away and attract the Rohan people nearby. Go, let's go!"

The demon hunter turned on his horse, and Virginia sat behind, still holding her staff, ready to strike any enemy who tried to approach with an arc at any time. With the blazing fire on the prairie, Virginia looked stiff at everything she had caused.

"Won't this light up all here, right?"

"No, the wind is blowing to the south, and the flames will be forced to the side of the stream." Zelin looked at the mountains in the distance, and some dark shadows were running under the night. "Hurry up, Virginia, the orcs have surpassed us!"

Chapter 1681: Traces of Escape

Because of the load of two people, the ghost horse does not run so fast. But on the grassland, the galloping horses quickly surpassed the other orcs. An enemy shot arrows at the ghost horse. Their archery skills were not good. Arrows flew past the ghost horse, plunged into the nearby dirt, or fell without shooting at all. When Virginia hit a few of them with a cone of ice, the disturbing sound in her ears was immediately reduced.

Dark clouds drifted past, blocking the moonlight, and the twilight became thicker.

"Why are there so many orcs here?!" Virginia's free hand wrapped around the waist of the demon hunter to prevent herself from falling down on the running ghost. "Isn't this close to the Luohan Palace? I can't imagine that the army of the ancestors of China will appear near the Platinum Tower in peacetime. There is also the master wizard, here is only half a day away from Isengard!"

Virginia asked Zelin's question.

Why are there orcs appearing in places not so far away from the Valley of the Helm and Isengard?

Perhaps Gandalf's concerns are correct.

The orcs of the Misty Mountains and Mordor are becoming more and more active, and they are uniting and infiltrating all corners of the world. Obviously, it is impossible for a ring spirit to achieve this level. The only explanation is the Black Evil Pagoda that was rebuilt in Mordor more than ten years ago.

He has no evidence, so he needs to find evidence to prove to others that the orcs are becoming a new threat. Perhaps neither Mordor nor Misty Mountains are so close to Gushan. But Zelin believes that if other places on this land are attacked, the people of Gushan may not be able to survive alone.

"I don't know, tighten your mouth, Virginia, or you will cough."

Zelin opened his eyes wide and stared at the grassland under the moonlight. Five orcs lined up and ran in the direction of Seyvold. They all turned their backs to the demon hunter and did not notice the threat of approaching behind them. Zelin stretched out the ebony blade and urged the horse to chase him. The sword was darker than the thick smoke floating in the night sky. He swept past like a ghost and swung his sword. One orc fell to the ground. Before the other orc could react, Zelin swung the sword again, and it fell, and the inertia tore on its back. Make an opening. One came back to his senses. It raised its weapon, but was knocked out by the galloping ghost horse. After rolling on the ground two times, its limbs spread out and made no sound.

The remaining orcs ran away. Zelin didn't chase, his eyes quickly scanned the grassland in front of him, trying to find a few figures in the shadow cast by the dark clouds.

There are many orcs here, but they are scattered among the grasslands and hills, holding torches, which are easy to identify. Zelin breathed a sigh of relief at this. The orcs are also searching endlessly. Obviously, they have not found Marvin's whereabouts.