Infinite reincarnation of glory

Chapter 350 ·Effective use of time

Wood Elf.

Wood elves, also known as sylvan elves, are the most common and common elves among the elven races in Middle-earth. There are many warriors with outstanding combat capabilities among them, but the upper limit of their growth is slightly lower than that of other more powerful elven races.

And unlike their powerful races, although the wood elves were also allowed to return to the west, not all of them left the land of Middle-earth. When the story of the Lord of the Rings comes to an end and the historical chapter points to the era of human rule appointed by Ilúvatar, a large number of them still live in the ruins of the elven kingdom in the woodland, until they are all lost to the flow of history. Annihilated in dust.

Of course, the group that appears here clearly does not belong to the latter group.

"Jiang Yu, do you plan to help them?" Zhan Lan asked: "It doesn't matter if you don't help. Anyway, in this world, dead elves will be reborn in Aman. And if we plan to help, it will cost about two years." Minutes to fight...but if you don’t want to waste time, I can also reduce this process to two seconds.”

Reduced to two seconds, naturally it is not a big lightning strike that kills all enemies regardless of friend. Under the premise of taking into account innocence, doing so naturally means some kind of more efficient and meticulous technique.

Jiang Yu turned her gaze away and connected through Zhan Lan's spiritual power. He saw a total of over a thousand orcs, enveloped in darkness, besieging a migration team of no more than fifty wood elves - the elves' arrows and swords effectively contained the frontline offensive. But as the numbers accumulate, casualties will soon occur in the subsequent chaotic battles.

He turned his head and glanced at the two newcomers who were still trying to deal with the trolls - victory was inevitable, but it would take a while. And this exercise process is really necessary.

There’s also time wasted – time that’s already being wasted anyway.

Kasumi stayed behind to ensure that there would be no accidents during the new people's training. And above the sky, his other companions were also adjusting their fighting postures. And make some additional preparations for the Essinger offensive and defensive battle that should be faced soon.

"As far as I know, half-orcs surrender to darkness. And there is no need for the power of darkness to attack the elves who are leaving this land." Jiang Yu took a step forward and expressed his views with actions. "Unless they are employed by Saruman and following some unverified conjecture, trying to kidnap elves and then use them as raw materials to make Orcs."

The strong orc is stronger than the orc. It has far greater intelligence and combat power than the former alone, and it is not afraid of the sun. In the original book of The Lord of the Rings, there is no mention of how the orcs were born, but there are some hints. Evil does not have the ability to create but only has the ability to distort and corrupt. The orcs may be distorted and corrupted humans, human hybrids, but the possibility of elves is not small.

This is unverified conjecture and there is no evidence that this is true. The strong orcs may even be just an elite group of half-orcs, just like there will always be some strong men with a height of more than two meters among mortals.

And now is the time to verify the conjecture.

"At least give us a chance to show off." Jiang Yu said, his form moving at high speed into the distance. "Moreover, if this Ork raiding team is related to Saruman, then leaving one or two alive may also allow us to obtain some valuable information." - In this case, at least this delay will be avoided. , it’s not a complete waste of time.

Zhan Lan followed him, pursed her lips and smiled softly.

Her mental power fluctuations had already locked onto this half-orc army when she scanned them - a total of one thousand one hundred and eighty-seven. They were like dark, pitch-black torches in the spiritual realm, surrounded by Fifty-one bright pure white glows.

The world of The Lord of the Rings is different from other worlds because light and darkness exist side by side, bad is bad and good is good.

There are basically no benevolent variants among half-orcs, and there are very few elves who actively degenerate. Exceptions do not exist, but they are rare enough to be included in the chronology of The Lord of the Rings as typical examples.

Therefore, as long as the method is appropriate, there will be no accidental injury.

——Mothra’s fluttering wings.

The sound of silent flapping wings rippled in the spiritual realm. Even if she lowered the output power, the one thousand one hundred and eighty-seven orcs she locked silently emerged from the bottom of her heart. irritable, tired, and confused. It was like a thousand bumblebees buzzing around the head, threatening, depressing, and disturbing, enough to make a human with a normal mind go crazy in an instant.

The orcs' offensive weakened.

Forty-two of them died under the arrows of the wood elves in the next second. Among them was a strong orc with a relatively tough mind and a strong body. It took nine arrows at the same time before reaching death.

——The physical strength is that of a senior first-level warrior, even close to that of a second-level warrior. But the spirit is only at the level of ordinary people. Hmm...the total number of Orcs is eleven, are there ten left?

Zhan Lan thought that the body's operations would be controlled by Ying. She felt that if she wanted to, she could put out the fire of these orcs' thoughts in a single thought as quickly and lightly as pouring a basin of ice water on them. And that doesn't even cost her much.

——Just leave this matter to Jiang Yu.

Of course she didn't intend to do that, she just silently plucked the emotional chords of these dark creatures, causing them to subconsciously focus their anger on the same kind next to them even when facing powerful enemies.

And in this rage that does not distinguish between friend and foe, there are hidden, relevant and impressive memory fragments in the minds of the strong beasts. Then all of them were known to her.

She saw a tower - just like the original plot, but more majestic and towering, a black boulder tower that pierced the sky like a blade. Beneath the tower are densely packed foundries, where rivers are dammed and dammed to provide the energy to power the forges. Large numbers of ancient, green giant trees were uprooted from the nearby Fangorn Forest and then thrown into the fire. During this period, the death wails of the sleeping tree people who were awakened by the flames were heard from time to time.

The battle was in full swing, and the weapons were ringing.

Freshly forged armor and swords and guns were cooling in the water almost every minute. Newly born orcs growl and growl every minute - they are indeed twisted from elves, but their raw materials are not only elves. Strong humans can also be made into orcs, and products made from elves can at least be the captain of a team of orcs.

And she took a brief glance, although she couldn't count in detail due to the angle of view. But the total number of orcs should be more than a thousand. As for the orcs... there may be upwards of 50,000 of them who are fully armed.

They come together - their concentration is the concentration of darkness - they become more powerful because of the infiltration of darkness.

The more power of darkness, the stronger it becomes. A lone orc will most likely be killed by a human villager who is still underage. And one hundred are qualified to fight against a squad of fully armed human warriors. And when they number in the tens of thousands, the most ordinary individual among them may have the same physique and strength as an elite human soldier.

——Although there is not much difference.

——Well...you need to be careful about the combined attack skills they may have. Since the greater the number, the greater the power. Then there may be the possibility that a large-scale army can use combo skills...

——I seem to have seen a similar setting in some novel? Hmm... Romance of the Three Kingdoms, or the military formation in Water Margin?

Zhan Lan's thoughts were light. She searched the brains of these strong orcs casually and easily. She didn't stop until her eyes caught a certain corner of a white robe in the orc's mind - she knew what it was, that was white. The wizard Saruman. And she didn't look directly at it, but she could sense some power from the shadow in the memory.

Secrecy means, triggering mechanism. Anyone who tries to pry into some key memories will be discovered by the caster. And based on the mental strength of the offender, we will warn, fight back, and even interfere in the opposite direction to mislead.

Good technique, copied it.

Zhan Lan thought, but for a while, she was unable to quietly break through Saruman's psychic warning method and get the confidential information she needed.

But it will only be impossible for a while.

……………………

‘Boom——’ Jiang Yu arrived at the battlefield.

He galloped over like a meteor, turned into a dark stream of light, and hit the ground heavily on the edge of the battlefield.

The earth cracked and soil flew away. Large tracts of forest trees burned hotly due to air friction. Dozens of Orks were transformed into burning and broken remains in the impact. Hundreds of their kind were roasted and burned while screaming, releasing the unpleasant smell of burnt barbecue.

They seemed to be stronger than those of the same race dozens of kilometers away, with stronger bodies and neatly armored bodies. Even if they encounter sudden heavy losses, they can still stabilize their formation, maintain order, and barely resist despite the cries of the orc captain.

Ants.

Jiang Yu's eyes swept over them indifferently. The end of the Spear of Judgment shimmered with faint thunder. Being weak also has its advantages, because it allows him to practice how to accurately release the huge energy in his body.

Of course he can tame the thunder power in his body, he has mastered it.

But no matter how deep the control is, there is always room for improvement. Now he wants to try it, so that every power he releases can just kill an Ork...orc or strong orc whose existence strength fluctuates.

This is a delicate job. Neither Whip Corpse nor One Breath Left are very good. And the moment such thoughts passed through Jiang Yu's mind, the tip of the Spear of Judgment had already touched the chest of Ou Ke who was closest to him.

‘Bang——! ’

Like popping an overinflated balloon. The half-orcs who were hit didn't even have time to scream, and their size suddenly expanded a hundred times, and in the next second they were evenly distributed on the battlefield within a hundred square meters.

Ah...a little too much force. But isn’t that just complete death?

Jiang Yu tilted her head and casually tore apart a few Oaks blocking the road. Then he slapped the head of a strong orc who mustered up the courage to rush forward - his flesh was intact, but his skin and bones were completely shattered at the same moment. With a scream of terror, a still-squirming blood-red mass fell at his feet, and he continued to move forward, toward the front.

He always felt that the bows of the wood elves were not pointing in the right place.