Start with the Eye of Sauron

Suddenly, there was a chill behind his back, and there was a sharp pain in his right chest, and the feeling of numbness spread throughout his body.

The cavalryman lowered his head, and there was already a bloody arrow on his right chest.Consciousness began to gradually blur, he let go of the rein, and fell off the horse.

Before closing his eyes, he saw the ugly thing riding on the wolf, flying towards him, and raised the thick and rough machete at him.

"No!"

He really wanted to growl, and tried his best to move his body, the machete fell down, and the scene in front of him turned into darkness. . .

"Winter is coming!"

"On the edge of the Misty Mountains, there are two patrol teams that are missing."

Looking at the documents on the table, he took a sip of the hot wine on the table, and Duke Geer exhaled a puff of white smoke.

An unprecedented sense of crisis filled his whole body. He pushed away the chair, stood up hastily, took the leather jacket draped behind the chair, put it on his body, and walked out of the mansion.

"Prepare the car and go to the palace."

Not long after, a carriage was ready, and Duke Geer was riding in the carriage. He wanted to see King Wood soon.

"My honorable majesty."

After entering the palace, Geer knelt down on one knee and lowered his head when he saw King Wood who had just come out from the back of the palace.

"Duke Geer, around the Misty Mountains, has anything major happened recently?"

King Wood didn't dare to neglect the person in front of him. Duke Geer's army stood at the forefront, and all Finley's current energy in the country was focused on the Misty Mountains.

"In the Kingdom of Angor, what King Soros said is probably true."

Duke Geer sighed, recently his soldiers were stationed at the place closest to the Misty Mountains, near Fort Jerbog.This place was originally the fiefdom of the next earl he ruled, but now he has brought an army into the city.

In Finley's country, the first batch of X-shaped crossbows produced was also placed on the wall of Jerburg Castle. The wall, which was originally less than four meters high, not only widened a lot, but also raised it to a height of two meters. .

There are several large sentry towers at the front. Guards on the watchtowers take turns to stand guard day and night, while his own army keeps taking turns to patrol outside, beware of possible disasters.

For half a month, nothing special happened. Just when Duke Geer was about to relax his vigilance, one of his patrols disappeared.

"Did no one see the body, or the scene of the fight?"

King Wood felt a chill, this is really not good news.

"The snow was too heavy. After two hours, there were no traces left."

Duke Geer was very helpless. Under this kind of weather, when the patrol army disappeared, it was almost certain that that kind of thing had already started to come down from the mountains, and it was eyeing everything around it.

"It is no longer possible to send a small group of troops to patrol outside. From now on, I will act rigorously and send soldiers to patrol below the mountains to try to figure out what is going to happen as soon as possible."

"The king, the soldiers from all over the country should start to organize drills. Let the craftsmen speed up the production of those heavy weapons. This kind of weird thing is really a disaster."

Duke Geer once again bent down to King Wood in front of him, and Wood nodded solemnly, secretly rejoicing in his heart that he took Soros' words seriously. . .

Riding a wolf, a strong half-orc, is standing on the top of the Misty Mountains, carefully examining the half-orc army below.

Compared with those ugly half-orcs around, the one on the top of the mountain can be said to have a pretty face, and his handsome face is a few blocks away from other half-orcs.

"That place has our winter rations."

Lifting the mace in his hand, the orc on the top of the mountain pointed to the wasteland below the Misty Mountains.

"We want those humble creatures to crawl under our feet. We will clean up all the creatures on that wasteland this winter!"

Hearing the roar of the orcs below, Azog laughed loudly, looking into the distance through layers of white snow.

"Master, I have already felt that kind energy."

In the mountains below, half-orcs were piled up everywhere. The place where Soros took Edward and Sophia was now full of half-orcs.

"Now, attack!"

On several tall flagpoles, the flags were slowly raised, and the group of orcs began to charge forward all over the mountains, and the entire Misty Mountains shook like an earthquake. . .

Back in the mansion, a large group of soldiers began to gather, divided into groups of a hundred, and rushed out of the city.

Looking at the gathered troops below the city wall, Duke Geer felt a little relieved. He has [-] soldiers, and now he has [-] troops. He went to the Misty Mountains to inspect again.

After leaving Jerberg Fort, the group of soldiers began to disperse and entered the huge wasteland in front of them. Heavy snow was still falling on the wasteland.

It has been snowing for many days, and the white world in front of me is confusing and exhausting.

After advancing for less than an hour, there was a clear sound of footsteps ahead, and the leading Viscount held his horse. Through the fluttering snowflakes, he could see some wobbly dots ahead.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the Viscount drew out his saber, and the surrounding soldiers immediately became serious and took up their weapons to stand ready.

There are more and more small dots, and they are constantly enlarged, followed by some sharp strange laughter and noisy roars.

"Be careful everyone, we are going to face those monsters!"

As soon as the viscount finished speaking, a group of crossbowmen stood in front, aiming at the moving points.

The snowflakes were flying, and the viscount didn't see clearly what kind of monsters they were until the group of things approached about 200 meters in front of him.

"Fire arrows!"

The Viscount yelled, and a volley of bows and crossbows shot out, and the half-orcs who had shown their faces fell down in pain, and were soon stepped into the snow by the half-orcs behind.

"Oh! Fresh human flesh!"

"Come on!"

A group of half-orcs with black thick-backed weapons were charging forward crazily. After they were shot down, they didn't stop in the slightest.

"Oh my god, the stone has become a spirit!"

Looking at the half-orcs in front of them, some soldiers screamed in fright, and forgot to reload the crossbow immediately after buckling it.

"You go back and report the situation, and the rest will kill me!"

Leaving a few soldiers to go back quickly to report the news, the Viscount led his soldiers and met the half-orc in front of him. . .