Chapter 348 Coercion
"Ring Spirit!"
The two of them said the name of the uninvited guest together. Saruman frowned and immediately returned the cane he had just stolen from Gandalf.
Gandalf quickly grabbed his cane and stood up with force.
hiss--
The ferocious flying giant beast roared and rushed towards the tower with a ring spirit.
"Get out!"
Saruman lifted his staff and drove it away.
However, there are more than one ring spirit.
The other eight didn't watch, and they swooped over together, trying to break through Saruman's solid defense.
"And there is me."
Just when Saruman couldn't hold on, Gandalf stepped forward and put one hand on his shoulder, putting a lot of pressure on him.
Saruman was stunned.
Never felt that this annoying pedantic Gandalf had liked her so much.
"Dirty guy, let you know whose territory this is today!"
Saruman angrily cursed at the ring spirits in the air.
Boom!
The thunder sounded in the air, making people's ears buzzing. A miserable green lightning slashed towards the high tower terrace with a sound, flaming Saruman and Gandalf together and scattered to the ground.
puff--
Gandalf opened his mouth and let out a mouthful of black smoke.
He missed the time when he was visiting the roadside fort. It was better to be safe and harmonious, and he was comfortable everywhere.
Let's take a look at Eisengard.
I have never suffered as much as I am today.
Saruman was obviously in much better shape than Gandalf. He stood up with a cane and said:
"Look, what am I saying? Sauron's mental power has almost been restored to complete. Now even his dog legs have such strong power."
"If you hadn't insisted on dragging me down and consuming my strength for nothing, how could I have fallen into this situation now?"
"If you tell me the news about the ring earlier, when the ring falls into my hand, the ring spirit outside should kneel down and call me the master, not..."
Before Saruman finished speaking, the head of the Ring Spirit, the Lord of Moguel, and (formerly) Angma Witch King couldn't wait to laugh:
"Hahahahaha--two broken wizards, you want to compete with us too?"
"Instead of laughing at us freely there."
Saruman gritted his teeth and stared at the annoying ring spirits.
Gandalf could see that this guy was not in much better condition than himself.
He is holding on.
If he poked him behind his back with his cane now, he would definitely fall to the ground immediately.
"Whatever you say, we two have no chance."
Gandalf lay on the ground, accepting the coming fate calmly.
"But I'm not worried at all, whether it's our mission or the account of Sauron and the Ring Spirit."
He took a breath and continued, "Because I know that someone will avenge us and someone will protect this land."
"If you die, what's the point?"
It's easier to die early and return early.
Gandalf sighed, took off the pipe on the cane, and then remembered that it had been broken by Saruman just now.
So there was another sigh, the voice full of regret.
Saruman was still staring at the ring spirit, just listening quietly.
Suddenly, the cold eyes, always filled with meanness and crazy pursuit of power, calmed slightly for a moment.
When the Ring Spirit made another move, he suddenly said:
"When did Gandalf, who has always been known for giving people hope, say such despairing words?"
Dong!
The charge of the Ring Spirit did not work, and they once again hit a certain defense mechanism of the tower and did not break through.
Saruman's breathing stagnated, and after a little slowed down, he suddenly turned around, grabbed Gandalf's robe, and dragged him to the edge of the terrace with great difficulty.
"What are you going to do, Saruman?"
"Let you get out of my sight."
"What?"
bump!
Saruman suddenly raised his cane, slapped Gandalf's waist with a stick, knocking him down the tower.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Gandalf shouted in fear, falling all the way.
As he fell, suddenly, a powerful force like a star dragged him. This power could not be said to be light or dark. It dragged Gandalf to the distance with a hint of violence that could be felt. Leaving Eisengard at a very fast speed.
Until Rohan Pass.
Pick.
After doing these things, Saruman finally couldn't hold on and collapsed to the ground.
The defense measures of the Orsank Tower were completely ineffective, and the figure of the Ring Spirit disappeared from the ferocious giant beast. An extremely evil wind blew into the top of the tower, extinguishing all light sources.
Nine dark figures appeared from the darkness. They pulled out the long sword in their hands and surrounded the white-robed wizard in the middle.
Saruman turned his neck stiffly, looked left and right, and felt a sense of despair.
Actually, sometimes, it would be nice to have an annoying guy who comes uninvited.
However, miracles do not always happen.
"Follow us, wizard, please invite the master."
The Ring Spirit put the sword around Saruman's neck.
Can't run away.
Saruman closed his eyes, took off the ring of stars in his hand under the cover of his robe, and threw it quietly on the ground, making no sound, nor did he attract the attention of any ring spirit.
They left.
…
"You look like a beggar."
In a fortress in the west of Rohan, Xiorton, who happened to pass by, looked at Gandalf, who was black and embarrassed, and couldn't help but say this.
And Gandalf, he had no energy to argue with him at this moment.
"The situation is serious. Xiodon and Eisengard were captured by the Ring Spirit. Saruman was not aware of his life and death. There were a large number of strong orcs who were taller and stronger than Oak. Their camp belonged to was not clear, so we must focus on prevention. ”
Xiorton frowned and said:
"Those ring spirits, they flew over Rohan unscrupulously, and the screams of the ferocious giant beasts under their crotch caused a considerable panic to people."
"I was chasing them, but I didn't expect that this happened."
"That's really serious."
Xiodon waved his hand and called the marshal behind him and began to warn Eisengard.
After saying that, he pointed at Gandalf again and ordered, “He looked very tired when he prepared a comfortable resting place for our wizard.”
"No need."
Gandalf shook his head and refused.
"If you really want to help me, please provide me with a fast horse. I have to find Levi."
"Okay."
Xiorton nodded and said, "You can choose any horse here. If you want to ride it, I believe you will take good care of it."
"Thank you."
Without doing more politeness, Gandalf immediately turned around and left and headed straight for the manger.
Among the many free and unowned horses, he took a look at a unique and unrestrained gray horse at a glance.
The horse's hair looks gray at first glance, but it shines like silver where the sun can shines, and like shadows in the shadows.
"What's its name?"
The groom on the side answered Gandalf’s question:
"Jieying."
"To be honest, this is the best horse in Rohan, the good horse among good horses, the king among horses, and the king of ten thousand horses in contemporary times."
"But I have to remind you that although it runs very fast and can even lead the horses of the roadside fort, it is quite strong and no one can ride it."
"As I said just now, the king will not lower his head easily."
"It's okay, it's it."
Gandalf said and tried to get on the horse.
Then he was kicked and had an extra injury on his face.
"Okay, very good, my temperament is indeed strong enough, but this cannot defeat me."
You, the king of thousands of horses, have a temper, can the old wizard have no temper?
When it comes to Jieying, the King of Ten Thousand Horses is really not a waste of time. It took Gandalf to run from Rohan to the roadside fort in just four days.
But when Gandalf arrived at the roadside fort, it was actually a week later.
The three extra days were the time for him to play with Jieying. This Rohan's best horse was really hard to tame. The poor old Gandalf fell and ran away. He chased Jieying on the prairie for three days before he could get it. Tamed and successfully sat on the horse's back.
However…
In the roadside fort, Jieying was panting, not caring about the little fans above her head, gnawing on grass and drinking water in the pool.
At the entrance of the castle, looking at Gandalf, whose face was dark, his robe was broken, and he had many injuries on his body, Li Wei couldn't help but say:
"Are you caught and dig coal in Mordor?"