Chapter 1074 1056 Is Coming!

Chapter 1074 1056. Attack!

Lan En watched with interest the arrows that shattered before his eyes and bounced away.

Although this shooting skill is still not as good as Elrond's initial glimpse, there is no doubt that it is a miraculous skill.

At least ordinary humans would not be able to use it in an emergency situation in their lifetime.

So the shooter is indeed not human.

There was a crashing sound in the tall trees.

Many vigorous and light figures suddenly appeared from various places.

They have long, silky hair, and pointed ears peeking out from under their long hair.

Lan En, who was sitting on the horse, looked around. It was similar to the scene he met with the tree spirits in the Broklon Forest.

Even behind the young saplings, which should not be able to hide people according to their thickness, a living elf appeared inexplicably.

This is indeed consistent with what Radagast said when he introduced this forest: this is a forest mixed with many magics.

The magic of the elves, the magic of the woods themselves, the hexes of Dol Guldur

The leaders were two elves, a man and a woman. The man had light blond hair and a face that was unusually handsome even among the elves. The woman has red hair. Among them, men are obviously dominant.

"A very good horse."

When many elves were drawing their bows and aiming arrows at strangers, a male elf with light blond hair walked over with a bow and said.

There was an expression of admiration and 'good luck' on his face.

"You are also an extremely good archer."

Lan En bowed slightly on the horse in a graceful manner.

The male elf nodded, as if he admired Lan En's composure despite so many elven archers pointing at him.

But it's hard to say how much it has to do with Lan En's face being more beautiful than most elves.

"I didn't intend to hurt this horse. It was really an accident."

The male elf explained and Lan En nodded.

"I can see it. The trajectory of your arrow clearly shows your intention."

"Oh?" When talking about this, the male elf narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his eyebrows. Most of the friendliness just now was gone.

His handsome face looked sharp.

"You mean, you can clearly see through my arrows? Is that what you mean?"

"Legolas." The red-haired female elf behind him patted the male elf's arm and warned in a low voice, "This man is very unusual. Don't get too close."

Legolas tilted his head and looked.

Velvet Ball was standing on the saddle on Lan En's back, with a serious look on his face.

And the blue-purple crystal-like horns of the unicorn were dangling in front of Legolas.

"As a traveler, it's very unusual."

He paused and spoke in a routine manner.

"Please tell me why you broke into the Woodland Kingdom? Who are you and what is your purpose?"

"I didn't want to, nor did I know that I had broken into the Woodland Kingdom, this Elf Master."

Lan soothed the unicorn's mane, making it relax.

"I just wanted to go to Long Lake Town to find a group of dwarf friends. I fell a little behind during the journey. I was just passing by."

"A group of dwarves?" Legolas chewed on these words and called the red-haired female elf behind him. "Tauriel."

The two elves came together and whispered something in Elvish.

Lan En sat on the horse and looked left and right, as if he didn't understand.

But on his retinas, Mentos was playing the dialogue in subtitled form.

Legolas asked in a low voice: "Dwarves? Are there any dwarves passing through our territory?"

"I don't know." The female elf frowned and said, "The patrol doesn't know either. If this is true, then someone must have led this group of dwarves through the dark forest. An extraordinary and fearless person The man of magic in the forest.”

"The wizard may hold some kind of treasure." Legolas asserted. "But that can be put aside for now. A group of dwarves. This may explain why there are so many orcs in our territory suddenly."

"The hatred of the orcs for the dwarves is exactly the same as the hatred of the dwarves for the orcs. They both want each other to die without a burial place, no matter how painful the price is to pay for it."

"These orcs who boldly wander into our territory are killers chasing the dwarves!"

"Now these evil things are getting bolder and bolder." Tauriel said to Legolas worriedly.

"The descendants of Ugoliant, those giant spiders dared to wreak havoc all the way from Dol Guldur to our land, and now even the orcs have come to rampage."

"If we leave the source alone and continue like this, something big will happen sooner or later!"

Legolas also had worry on his face, but facing Tauriel's earnest gaze, he just tilted his head away and sighed.

"These matters ultimately depend on my father's decision. It's useless what you and I say."

Tauriel also fell silent.

Lan En listened unintentionally from the side. It seemed that the Elf King of the Woodland Kingdom was a conservative person.

In the current situation, threats from outside entering the kingdom are increasing day by day, but his strategy seems to be limited to domestic settlement.

There is no intention to solve the fundamental problem outwardly.

"Then this strange human being"

The two elves wanted to discuss something else, but at this moment, Lan En's face suddenly turned to one side.

There was a sharp friction sound, and the demon hunter's hands clenched into fists and stopped in front of his face.

This sound and movement suddenly turned Legolas and Tauriel's attention to Lann. They subconsciously held their longbows in a posture ready to fight at any time.

The eyes of the elves around who had been pointing their bows at the witcher suddenly became more dangerous.

It seemed that the arrow would break away from the bowstring in the next moment and fly into the target.

But Lann didn't care about these dangerous eyes and vigilant attitudes.

"Is this also your arrow?"

In the center of the witcher's fist, a dark arrow with a twisted and rough tip was being held in the palm of his hand!

Legolas' reaction was almost instantaneous. He didn't think about it, almost like a muscle reaction, and immediately determined the direction of the arrow.

And he returned an arrow along the trajectory.

The elf's movements were smooth and flowing, and watching him shoot arrows was like watching dance and art.

Legolas didn't even have time to see the arrow's origin and trajectory, but with Lan's interception, the arrow shot from his bowstring went through the branches and leaves of the trees.

It sank into the woods with a 'whoosh' sound.

Then "Ah~Puff!"

It should have been a fierce roar, but because the arrow pierced the flesh, it finally relaxed and turned into a dull dry cough.

The muffled sound of the flesh falling on the forest humus came one step later.

"Enemy attack!" The red-haired female elf Tauriel shouted. "It's the orcs' arrows!"

Legolas' arrow that returned along the trajectory only delayed the enemy's vanguard attack. Finally, an unpleasant roar came from the forest.

"Kill them! Kill them all!"

It was an orc with a deformed tumor on his mouth, which made his voice unpleasant and sharp.

"Kill them all! Ugh!"

An orc arrow that was just shot out and then caught by bare hands, after a simple acceleration by the catapult, stabbed into his ugly mouth and protruded from the back of his head.

"Temporary cooperation?"

Lane, who had just put down his left hand, tilted his head towards the two elves below.

"Whatever you want, stranger." Legolas responded while shooting arrows. His shooting speed was totally beyond the reach of normal people. "Anyway, you'd better not let the elves save you!"

"Is this advice?" Lan En nodded seriously. "I remember it."

In the distant forest, orcs with gray and black skin and dirty bodies, wearing simple armor made of iron pieces, and even wearing torn animal skins and linen, came in large numbers!

"So many?" The bow in Tauriel's hand shook, and the arrow she shot drew a huge arc, bypassed an elf, and shot the orc who wanted to rush over and stab him from behind.

"There are at least three hundred here! Is Mirkwood a sieve?!"

"Fight first! Tauriel!"

Legolas called out, and all the elves began to use the terrain very experiencedly to fight the orcs who had the advantage in numbers.

Their bodies were as light as Elrond said.

They could run freely on the intricate trees mixed with dry branches, even easier than humans running on a flat dirt road.

Even the elves who just landed from the treetops only needed to run for two or three steps, and then step on the tree trunks for two or three steps to float up to the seven or eight meters high treetops!

They didn't even use their hands throughout the whole process.

Even monkeys climbing trees seem slow and rude compared to them.

Every elf is a master of archery, and Legolas is the master among masters.

With only a dozen of them, they completed the rain of arrows against more than three hundred orcs!

Among them, the orcs also had dozens of archers, but these orcs often had no time to draw their bows and arrows, and the elves' experienced experience and sharp eyes had already locked them, and sent them to hell with arrows accurately.

Under normal circumstances, according to the terrain and their own strength, even if the elves could not destroy more than 300 orcs, they would have more than enough to ensure their retreat.

But the current situation is obviously unusual.

"Awoo!" *N

The ferocious roar of the beast came, and the sound of the claws stomping on the ground was fierce.

All the elves changed their faces at the same time!

"Worgs!"

They shouted, and behind the dark mass of orcs, more than a dozen huge hungry wolves with shoulder heights even higher than the heads of ordinary orcs jumped flexibly between the woods and rocks.

Legolas observed the forward trajectory of the wolf, and suddenly shouted as if he had thought of something!

"Move! Jump away from the original tree!"

The huge mouths of the wargs are enough to bite off branches as thick as an adult's arm. Their muscular bodies can shake a tree that a person can hug with just one collision.

If it were in the Mirkwood, the trees there would be too young to be hugged by one person, or even two people. All of them were trees with a diameter of more than one or two meters.

It would be useless to make the wargs' teeth break or their heads dizzy.

But this is not in the Mirkwood!

This is just a small forest extending from the edge of the forest!