The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The orcs suffered severe losses, but the humans did not join the battlefield at all. These city guards have never participated in such a battle, and they are very excited about the results achieved. Zelin believed that if Idri hadn't strictly prohibited anyone from making fire outside, these people would think they were about to win and start celebrating in the wild. However, Idur clearly prohibits it, even if it is in the cave camp, it must be at least 100 meters away from the entrance of the cave.

Zelin did not participate in the celebration of the soldiers. Virginia lay on the blanket next to him, her eyes closed, breathing evenly. The demon hunter gently rubbed the Mage girl's shoulders and back. Across the clothes, he could feel Virginia's smooth skin and tired body.

Virginia had just fallen asleep, fighting for a month, and the bumps of the past few days made the Mage girl tired, so Zelin helped her rub her shoulders and back before going to bed. After all, just before, she was still sitting in the office of the Dean of Eritusa dealing with documents and making plans. It is impossible for her to be full of energy after so many travels and battles like the Dragonborn.

Looking at her slightly smiling sleeping face, Zelin sighed lightly and pulled up the cloak covering her. Then he stood up and walked out of the cave. He plans to go outside to breathe, blow a cool breeze, and think about the next move.

Zelin was not as optimistic as these soldiers. No matter how many victories, the orcs still did not retreat. They hadn't won, and a single mistake could wipe out this squad.

"Zelin."

"Talion."

There was already someone standing on the platform outside the cave. The ranger stood on the edge, with his hands behind his back, looking at the orc camp in the distance.

"You still don't rest?"

"I can't persuade me to fall asleep safely." Tarion squinted and exhaled a long breath: "On the night two months ago, Tihel once found me and he told me that he wanted to be a ranger. Ask him, why do you think this way? Your mother will not agree. You will stay in Mordor and the Black Gate for your entire life. I said, you should seriously consider your future, you are now an adult, you can Go to Gondor to find a new life, or go to the south, to Doamlos and be a sailor. The people in the north have built new homes. If you want, my mother and I will help you and send you. The last caravan to go to the valley will let you go north to find better opportunities."

The ranger took out the broken sword behind him. Zelin had seen this broken sword once belonged to his child more than once. Talion used the broken sword as a dagger and pierced it into the heart of the orc.

"But Tihel said that he wants to stay. He doesn't think the life of Kuromon is hard and unbearable. Oh, maybe it is undeniable that living in Kuromon is more difficult than living in Gondor, but, and In Gondor, he is more willing to fight for the safety of more people than enjoying the peace of peace in Gondor. He has seen orcs approaching fortresses many times, and he has also seen how we fight with orcs. This world has never been safe and peaceful in his eyes. He wants to be a hero, a warrior who stands on the front line against real evil. He is a good kid, right?"

"Yeah. If every boy in this world is as good as Tihel, then there is probably no tragedy in this world."

Zelin didn't say much, maybe at this time, any words were futile. He has seen too many fathers who have lost their children. It is always sad for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person. The life of a child with infinite possibilities is drawn to an extremely unsatisfactory end. Talion is not the first, I am afraid. It won't be the last one.

"I support Tihel's decision. For this reason, Juris is still angry with me, thinking that I shouldn't let the children suffer at the Black Gate like me." Talion smiled bitterly, and he blinked and took a deep breath, like It is to press down as much as possible the teardrops that will gush out from the corners of the eyes. "Maybe when I see Youris again, she will accuse me, why would she not let Tihaier leave with his grandfather according to her idea, so that he will not...this is mine. Wrong, I should have let him go."

Zelin didn't say much, he just patted Tarion on the shoulder.

"Oh. The orcs are still silent, I think they may retreat tomorrow."

Talion rubbed the corners of his eyes. Since leaving the Black Gate, he has never shown any sadness. He was summoning the rangers to fight the orcs, rescue the humans in Udun, and then came to Minas Ihir to fight the orcs. He never seemed to show disappointment, sadness and sadness, all he had was comfort and anger, the latter forever left to the orcs. But who can't be sad after the loss of a loved one? He just pressed everything in his heart. Zelin understood this feeling of sadness. After he got the Griffin badge in Berhart's hands, he first understood what it meant to be distraught. But can he cry? Can he show sorrow?

No, he can't.

They walked on a difficult road, like ships in a storm. If he can't show optimism and strength, how can people around him have confidence?

Talion is the same. When the surviving ranger of Mordor chooses to follow him to fight in this dangerous place, he must bury his sadness in his heart, but this will only make the wound more painful.

"You have a good relationship with this lady. Is she your wife?"

"I don't know what words and vocabulary to describe, but I can be sure that I can't lose her."

"Do you have any children? You said, I prevented Tihel from staying. Am I wrong?"

The corners of Zelin's mouth moved. He didn't know how to better return to the question: "I have no children, Talion, but I have had friends, very good comrades in arms, I have lost many friends, or very much better. People, but they died in their own battles. Sometimes, all I can do is live, remember their stories, and then tell more people about their heroic deeds and protect what they fought for, Let their sacrifices not be in vain. You know what Tihel’s wish is and you know how to do it. The people of Gondor will know that there is a young man named Tihel who fought against the invading orcs at the Black Gate. In this war, we will eventually win."

"We will definitely win." Talion looked into the distance, but didn't know what he was looking at. It may be the orc camp, it may be Minas Ihir, or the white city in the distance: "And I am willing to give everything for this war."

"Not everything, Talion." Zelin said seriously: "No matter what kind of deep hatred, some things cannot be sacrificed. Just like no matter how powerful an enemy I have to face, I will not choose to sacrifice easily, because I know there are still people waiting for me to go back. So are you, Talion, Youris is waiting for you in Minas Tirith. Don’t let those who wait for you end up waiting for pain and sorrow. This kind of thing is unnecessary. Let more people see it."

Talion tightened his mouth, and finally he sighed: "I will win this battle, then return to Minas Tirith and tell Youris that I have revenge for Tihal."

"We will all leave alive."

Ze Lin took a deep breath, and the cold night breeze rushed over his face.

He must find a way to inform Gandalf the Grey, how bad Mordori's situation is, and what Saruman has done. Minas Isil was besieged, and the reinforcements of Gondor were nowhere to be seen. If the Holy White Council can assist Mordor, perhaps the people here will have a glimmer of life. At least, the wizards can persuade the regent King Dinese to send more troops to Mordor. Here is no longer a small fight. The orcs are attacking everywhere, sweeping the land like waves, and their canoes must be driven carefully to cross the waves without incident.

Palant.

Really knowing the spar, the demon hunter knows that this is the real goal of the orcs.

"Talion."

"What?"

"Tomorrow, we will find a way to enter the city."

"No problem, we need to meet General Castamo to discuss the next plan with him." Tarion nodded, "The sooner the better."

Chapter 1729 Rescue Operation

The camp of the orcs is rarely silent for a night.

If you talk about the noise, quarrels and fights can be considered peaceful. But to the orcs, this is nothing at all.

At dawn, the orcs still did not launch any offensive. They continued to stay in the camp, perhaps patrolling and hunting in front of the long bridge outside the city. The drunk chief shouted every soldier, and the orc soldiers lined up listlessly. Yawns, if it weren’t for the nearby walls of Minas Ihir, the hordes of human archers were still on guard, putting arrows on the strings to make sure they could shoot them at any time, otherwise some people might think that it’s not. The front line of the war, but in two completely unrelated places.

"We have caused enough damage. Now, the first thing we need to do is to find a way to sneak into the city and get in touch with the city defenders and General Castamo."

Looking at the crowd gathered together, Ze Lin used a branch to draw a horizontal line on the ground to represent the city wall.

"The orcs did not attack, but it does not mean that they are indifferent to the movement near the wall. So we can't go in from the front. According to Idri, we can detour around the wall on the left because it is close to the valley, so the orcs are there. There are few soldiers in, and when we get there, we can send a signal to the city wall and let them throw a few ropes down. In this way, we can enter the city before the orcs can react. If we are lucky, the enemy will never know that someone from They slipped away under their noses."

"Why are we going back?" a Gondor soldier asked: "Our role here is more valuable than hiding behind the city wall."

"Of course not everyone, but we have to find a way to tell the people in the city what happened here." Zelin said: "Otherwise, other people in the city might think that you have failed to break through and your army will be wiped out."

What they did did cause a lot of trouble to the orcs, but more importantly, it might give the defenders confidence. Besieged and unable to wait for reinforcements, Minas Ihir has enough materials and food to support, but if there is no hope of victory, no matter how much material is meaningless, no one can be in a defeated war. Hold on for too long.

Of course, more importantly, the demon hunter is worried that if the orcs cannot attack for a long time, they will take other methods to **** the true knowledge spar hidden in the white tower. The people in the city didn't know much about what was happening outside, and likewise, they didn't know anything about the situation inside the city. What's more, Zelin originally planned that they could attack the animal spirits and destroy the tools of war as much as possible before the reinforcements of Gondor arrived. When the reinforcements arrived, the defenders in the city and the troops outside the city should cooperate inside and outside to completely wipe out this orc army. In the valley outside the city. Then, he can ask Gondor's army to climb over the Shadow Mountains, enter the Norn, and help the Norns to evacuate.

But the siege has been over forty days.

It only took Virginia four days to walk from White City to Minas Ihir on both feet.

There must be something wrong. As time went on, the demon hunter couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

"Hi, wait, there is movement there!"

Suddenly, a warning from a sentinel interrupted their planned deployment. Zelin turned around and looked in the direction pointed by the sentry. On the surface, a bush in the distance is no different from other places. But if you look closely, you will find that all the bushes have been pushed away, and some branches and leaves are slightly swinging, but there is no wind blowing. The demon hunter shook his hand at the others. He and Talion looked at each other, and at the same time drew the sword behind him. In the past, some lone orcs near the camp were attacked and killed by them, and their bodies were thrown into the nearby mountain road to confuse other enemies. If the orc commander finally realized that the attacker's camp was not in the distant mountains, but in the bushes close at hand, Zelin would not be surprised.

This simply means that they have to deal with more enemies that appear, and then change to a rest place.

He and Talion touched it cautiously, the other soldiers gently drew out their swords, and Virginia touched the top of the staff to the palm of her hand, preparing to pierce any enemies that emerged with frost. Very close, Zelin could almost see the shaking figure hiding behind the green leaves and palm branches. The other party hasn't noticed him yet. This is normal. Orcs can't know the exact location of the hiding place. They may have found the right place, but when they arrive, their backs are facing the real enemy. The tip of the ebony blade aimed at the direction of several dark shadows, ready to sip the enemy's blood. Perhaps in close combat, a dagger is more suitable than a long sword, but if this weapon can easily cut through the armor, then it is suitable in any situation.

Zelin winked at Talion and stretched out three fingers.

The ranger nodded, stretched out two fingers, and pointed to the right. Zelin knew what he meant--there were two enemies on the right front

"No! Don't do it!" Idri yelled suddenly, and she stood up suddenly: "They are their own!"

This not only shocked Zelin and Talion, but also shocked the figure sneaking in the bushes ahead. These figures stood up one after another, drew out their weapons and looked at Idri with alert. But then, they put the weapon back into the scabbard.

"Idril?!" The leader was a dark-skinned man: "Why are you here? God, we all thought you were caught!"