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Susu!

Under the warm moonlight, the shadows of the trees were stretched long, like countless witches stretching out their greedy arms.

One after another, rickety figures sneaked quickly.

The ugly faces revealed their identities, the Orcs, a tribe of half-orcs from Mordor.

They all wore fine armor and were equipped with sharp weapons. Their eyes were filled with uncontrollable bloody ferocity. Even their body shapes were considered outstanding among the tribe.

There are more than two hundred of them!

"As long as we complete this mission, the Demon Lord will reward us with endless wealth and honor," the Oak leader looked gloomily at Chu Xin, who was crawling on the top of the mountain. "We will take back the treasures belonging to the Demon Lord and avenge the people who died in the battle."

avenge."

He was also very aware of his men's fear and fear of Chu Xin, and then encouraged him, "There are nine Lord Ringwraiths fighting alongside us. Obviously, today is the anniversary of Smaug's death."

After saying that, nine dark war horses walked out quietly, proudly raising their terrifying heads.

But when their blood-red vision passed through the branches and leaves and caught a glimpse of Chu Xin's figure, they moved away with great difficulty, instinctively feeling fearful.

"Smaug today is just a fragile skeleton. You are all glorious warriors blessed by Lord Sauron. Charge forward and show your loyalty and bravery to Lord Sauron." The Witch King said unabashedly.

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The Oaks above were not aware of their position at all, so they immediately drew their weapons and rushed out of the forest, heading straight towards the royal capital.

"Ho ho ho!"

The nine Ringwraiths did not stare blankly, they spread out in a straight line and followed closely behind on devil's horses.

The role of cannon fodder is to die, and to regain the Supreme Lord of the Rings, you have to get close to them, who are almost immortal.

In fact, the Ringwraiths arrived a few days ago and discovered that Chu Xin had obtained the Supreme Lord of the Rings.

If it were anyone else, the Witch-King of Angmar would have appeared with his sword in hand to rob him, so how could he delay it?

But it was off the mark, and the target turned out to be the skeletal dragon Smaug, who had just wiped out his own power. His powerful performance instantly caused the Witch King and other Nazgul to enter a state of forced calm.

Therefore, the Witch King decided to play a safe hand and summoned all the elite Oaks in the surrounding area.

As long as you can successfully obtain the Supreme Lord of the Rings, this loss is insignificant!

"There's such a big movement, why didn't he take any action?" The Witch King of Angmar looked at Chu Xin, subconsciously feeling doubtful.

gurgling gurgling~

A large number of water bubbles suddenly burst out of the quiet Duan Lake, causing ripples.

At this moment, the Oaks, who only knew how to charge, did not notice it at all.

The next second.

Thousands of skeletons climbed onto the land carrying dilapidated weapons, and killed the Oaks one after another. The overwhelming numbers occupied an unquestionable victory situation.

"These ugly guys again, this time, we must defend the city," the Skeleton General shouted, and quickly noticed the Witch King of Angmar, "This time, I must not lose!"

After saying that, he dragged his heavy sword and cut a bloody path through the Orcs, declaring war on the Witch King with practical actions.

"What's happening here?"

At the moment when he saw the bones and bones of thousands of troops, the Witch King was stunned. The other eight Nazgul also hurriedly reined in their horses and stopped, all confused.

Coincidentally, on the morning when they peeped, the Skeleton Army had not yet gotten up from the bottom of the lake and came ashore. There was only Chu Xin alone in the capital. In order not to alert the enemy, they did not stay nearby and knew nothing about the existence of the Skeleton Army.

"What should I do?" the Ringwraith adjutant Kohamul asked.

"Withdraw!" The Witch King of Angmar was extremely unwilling to accept the defeat, but the defeat was one-sided. He has always pursued the principle of "leaving the green hills without worrying about having no firewood."

The nine Ring Spirits smoothly turned the devil's horse around.

Keng——

Suddenly, a flash of black flashed through the air, ruthlessly piercing the horse under the Witch King of Angmar.

Puff!

A large amount of internal organs and blood burst out from the torn abdomen, and its four muscular legs went limp. It fell to the ground wailing endlessly, drawing a ravine on the slippery grass. After two more flops, it died.

Got the breath.

The Witch King, on the other hand, jumped high into the air with great agility and strength, and landed smoothly without any damage.

He holds a silver sword in his right hand and a black iron chain hammer in his left hand.

The hood fell down, revealing a helmet with a ring of spikes, as if wearing a crown of thorns.

Apart from the scarlet eyes inside the helmet, there is only endless darkness and endless fear and oppression.

"I remember you with this weapon," the Witch King taunted coldly in a hoarse voice, "a ridiculous insect that I casually crushed to death."

Teng Teng Teng!
Chapter completed!