Chapter 1076 1058 Containing the Darkness

Chapter 1076 1058. Contain the Darkness

A chasm of thunder forced the wolves to no longer dare to rush forward.

The elves on the trees regained their footing, and the intensity of their arrow rain increased again.

And the thunder of the Qilin obviously did not make it feel exhausted.

At the beginning, it fought with the golden lion for a long time, and it ran out of strength after the last big discharge. Now it was just a ground discharge.

"Xi Lu Lu!"

The Qilin stood up again, neighing excitedly.

And under the feet of the orcs, a blue-white glimmer began to light up again.

"Clang!"

The thunder that fell from the sky blew up a large piece of burnt flesh and hot soil.

The soil was even baked into glass fragments by the Qilin's thunder.

"Behind, behind."

Lan En listened to all the movements around him calmly, and gently patted the Qilin's neck and said to it.

The ancient dragon of the New World immediately kicked its two hind hooves.

The wolf that had come up with the courage to bite the unicorn's hind legs immediately collapsed without a sound.

The upper jaw of the face with a huge mouth had been completely broken, with only skin and flesh hanging on the still intact lower jaw.

And seeing how it fell to the ground so cleanly, it is estimated that the unicorn's kick just now should have pushed the broken bones on its face directly into the skull.

After a short period of time, the elves successfully used a rain of arrows to quickly annihilate more than 300 orcs to less than 100.

The orcs looked crazy and longed for blood and violence, but they longed for the blood and flesh of others, not to see their own blood flowing out.

At this time, many orcs had already fled with strange cries.

The wolves were a little wiser than the orcs.

After shouting at each other in the language of the wolves, there were less than five of them left, and they immediately withdrew and slipped away before the orcs were defeated.

After a noisy and chaotic battle, the originally quiet and natural grove was covered with a layer of orc corpses, and the dirty black blood flowed out, mixed with the trampled soil and humus.

Seven or eight large trees were gnawed off by a wave of attacks by the wolves, and they lay crookedly on the branches of other trees, with large pieces of wood and sawdust scattered.

The elves have not experienced such an abrupt and intense battle for a long time.

They all stood on the branches, each of them took a long time to calm down, and then quickly recovered.

Thanks to their generally high and terrifying basic qualities, they naturally made the right moves in the battle, otherwise it would be hard to say whether there would be casualties in this mental state.

But it can also be seen that they are just a little uncomfortable.

They were attacked by orcs without any psychological preparation and fought a passive encounter.

If they were prepared in advance, their long experience and experience would be enough for them to perform normally.

Lann rode on a unicorn, his tall figure walking at the edge of the battlefield as if nothing had happened.

The elves stood on the tree branches, looking at the sacred beast not far away, and the people on it simply waved to them, and then ran away without looking back.

"Where is he going? Chasing those orcs?"

An elf murmured as he looked at the back of the departing figure.

"No." Legolas frowned and jumped down from the tree as light as a fallen leaf. "Remember what he said before? He was going to Long Lake Town, and these orcs were running into the Mirkwood, not in the same direction."

The elven prince's leather boots stepped carefully on a messy forest floor, and every time the boots landed, there was a sticky sound of stepping on the sticky mud.

This was the soil soaked with the dirty blood of the orcs.

"Just as I said." Tauriel followed Legolas step by step from behind, with a heavy face. "They are getting bolder and more powerful."

"The darkness is spreading!"

Legolas seemed to be infected by her words, frowning and looking around.

Orcs have indeed appeared in groups in the woodland kingdom.

"I agree with you, Tauriel. At least one point."

Legolas sighed and said, while his palm reached behind his shoulder.

There were two short knives tied to the quiver on the back.

The short knives, as always, reflected the elegant aesthetics of the elves in the smallest details.

The handle was made of some kind of bone or tooth, with a smooth and yellowish handle, the blade had a smooth arc, and it was forged with exquisite patterns.

Legolas didn't even turn his head, stretched out his hand to pull out the short knife and stirred it around.

And when he did this, a howl suddenly came from the orc corpse at his feet.

"Ah!"

It was an orc with jagged and sharp teeth that couldn't close his mouth. He just cried out and stretched out his hand.

The hand holding the knife was pierced accurately by the elven dagger, and a large cut was made after a circle.

In this moment, the orc could not bear the pain, and the knife in his hand fell down. He knelt down and wailed.

Legolas shook off the black blood on the dagger in his hand: "They are really too brave."

Legolas put the dagger back and called an elf.

"Don't kill him yet, keep him for questioning. My father should be interested in his information."

"Tauriel, we should go back as a team."

After saying that, Legolas prepared to walk into Mirkwood.

But after two steps, he turned back in surprise because he didn't hear Tauriel's footsteps.

The female elf stood still and did not move. She just looked in the direction of the dark forest with a heavy and disappointed look.

"After asking and getting information, it won't change anything, Legolas. And you clearly know that this is a pawn."

"Then what do you want to do?" The Elf Prince frowned and looked at his guard captain.

"Even if we don't care about those giant spiders, at least we must know what the orcs are here to do! And stop them!"

Tauriel looked at the orc corpses on the ground with disgust.

The dwarves and the orcs are feuding, but the feud between the elves and the orcs can even extend before the first era!

That is a hatred that is older than the moon and sun hanging in the sky today!

"It must be not easy for them to spend so much energy chasing down a small group of dwarves. No matter what, I can't ignore it!"

"The dwarves are going to Changhu Town, so I will go and see if these orcs really chased them so far and wanted to kill them, and why they wanted to kill them."

"If you don't even know what the enemy wants to do, then there is no security in the Woodland Kingdom at all!"

"And even if we did learn something from this little pawn, would your father, my king, the great Thranduil take action, Legolas?"

Tauriel raised the bow in his hand to signal.

"We must stop them with action! Otherwise, every time the darkness succeeds, their power will become stronger, and they will eventually reach the point where there is no cure!"

"Or is it that as long as we live a peaceful life behind closed doors, the dark forces will think that we understand and spare us?"

"I'm going to Changhu Town to find out. As for whether you want to fight evil, that's your business."

Tauriel said in a tone that said he didn't want to discuss anymore and make a decision.

At the same time, he turned around and left.

Legolas pursed his lips and tucked the braid hanging down from his cheek back behind his pointed ears.

He looked at Tauriel's back. They were good friends and had fought side by side for hundreds of years.

And fighting evil is not only the stories Legolas has heard since he was a child, the education he has received, it is even the nature of the elves.

They are the firstborn children of Ilúvatar. They naturally love true, good and beautiful things, and hate evil.

"Galian, you will lead the team from now on. Take this tongue back and hand it to my father."

"Your Highness?!"

The elf behind Legolas screamed.

But at this time, the Elf Prince had made up his mind. He followed Tauriel's steps towards the north, stepping on the elves' light and magical steps.

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Changhu Town, as you can tell from its name, is a town located on a long and narrow lake.

But unlike ordinary waterside settlements, it is built directly in the middle of the lake.

It was a huge rock in the lake, on which the town was built, and then there was a wooden bridge several hundred meters long, connecting the shore to Changhu Town.

The wooden bridge is composed of a series of floating boats and wooden planks, which is not reliable.

But because the residents of Changhu Town use boats to move more than walk on the road, people don't pay much attention to this wooden bridge.

"This town doesn't look big."

Lan En sat on the Qilin and looked at the distant towns on the shore of the lake.

When the witcher was a guest at Old Tom's house, it happened to be the season from summer to autumn. After a lot of time, there was already a lot of chill in the morning.

In addition, a large part of the water in this lake is melted from the snow and ice water in the mountains not far to the north.

On Chang Lake in the morning, small pieces of floating ice began to float on the water at this time, and a thick layer of dense cold fog floated above the lake.

"But it looks very messy!"

The flannel ball stood on Qilin's head, paws making a tent in front of his eyes, looking at Changhu Town.

The golden sunshine shines down from the horizon and shines on the gray-black wooden roofs of Changhu Town.

The population will continue to grow, but the base of the town, the huge rock in the lake, will not grow.

Not to mention that the Lonely Mountain not far away was captured by the evil dragon Smaug, and Riverdale City not far from the Lonely Mountain was also destroyed along the way. At that time, a considerable number of people in River Valley City fled to Changhu Town.

As a result, the houses in this town became more and more crowded and strange.

House after house, you are pressing on my corners, and I am pressing on the eaves, as if they are growing, rising steadily.

People relied on boats to make a living in the narrow rivers left in the towns.

"It's hard to find someone now, meow."

Velvet Ball scratched his beard and said.

It knows about the extraordinary senses of witchers, but don't worry about this kind of town. The smell must be complex and strong enough. Even witchers should have a hard time finding dwarves here.

Lan En shook his head, pressed his head and pushed the kitten back onto the saddle.

"As long as the town is not big, you can always find it. But now we have to notify the town's defense forces first."

"The orcs are chasing us all the way from Rivendell to the Lonely Mountain. I don't believe they will stop here."

"And this is no longer an uninhabited wilderness."