amaotonovel Chapter 239 The Fuse of World Turmoil
Chapter 239 The Fuse of World Turmoil
Chapter 239 The Fuse of World Turmoil
The territory of Loen is vast, dominated by mountains and wastelands, and it is the eastern border in the perception of the Chinese people.
A long time ago, human beings were born in the Far East, and part of them migrated westward, forming the present Middle-earth West Continent.
Some stayed in Loen and were ruled by the fallen god Morgoth. After Morgoth was defeated and exiled by the gods, Loen was not liberated, and then fell into the hands of Sauron. He also logically controlled all Dongyi barbarians.
The human beings currently living in Loen gather in tribes or clans. Their folk customs are "simple". Both men and women have been fierce and aggressive since childhood, and they can be all soldiers in wars.
Although the quality of life is mediocre, the Dongyi people are very skilled in combat.
Many years ago, the tribes of Dongyi formed an alliance of "Chariot People". This strategy of two-wheeled chariots to clear the way pushed the Rovanian Kingdom across the way and severely damaged the Gondor Kingdom at that time.
Fortunately, Gondor was strong, and finally defeated the chariot people, but since then they have formed a deadly feud with the Dongyi people.
As for the aggression launched by the chariot people, the man behind the scenes is the greatest scourge of Middle-Earth - Sauron, the dark lord!
In short, whenever there is a change in the situation in Middle-earth, in nine out of ten it is Sauron who hinders it.
Huhu~
At this moment, hordes of Dongyi soldiers came into Chu Xin's eyes, and their eyes were filled with astonishment.
They are wearing battle armor, wearing flying saucer-shaped iron helmets, holding a spear in their right hand and a shield in their left hand.
I don’t know if the design inspiration of Nadun comes from the packaging of KFC red bean pie.
The overall style of painting is different from that of the Western Continent.
The face under the helmet is also slightly different from that of people from the Western Continent, with dark brown hair, mostly single eyelids, long and narrow eyes with shadows, thin lips and a pointed chin.
They came from several tribes that were most loyal to Sauron. Under Sauron's support, these tribes quickly became the most powerful existence in Loen.
"Didn't hit the skeletal dragon, launch the second round!"
After the words fell, the trebuchet hidden on the hillside shook again, and boulders flew towards Chu Xin, who had lowered his height.
Dongyi people are very smart, they only shoot half of the number in one round, and when the second round is in progress, they will reload the equipment in the first round.
Looking at these stones, the speed of the swooping Chu Xin did not decrease, and he avoided most of it with his extreme body skills.
Bang!
With one paw, his slightly slender finger bones crushed a stone with a diameter of three meters.
Although it has been soaked in water for decades, it is still a keel, so it still has some hardness.
Whoohoo!
More stones rushed towards his face, and Chu Xin smashed them one by one without any panic.
A body with only bones left cannot feel pain, but it can judge its own injury based on the tactile feedback of various parts.
Boom~
Soon, Chu Xin slid down to 30 meters near the ground, his two thick thigh bones sank downward, and his sharp claws went straight to the ground.
The scene is like a giant rake plowing a field.
"withdraw!"
"Run, get rid of your trebuchet!"
"Into the hole!"
The Dongyi soldiers were terrified, and ran away without their helmets and armor, and burrowed into the nearest cave tunnel with all their might.
These are not formed naturally, but excavated by man.
Even though they reacted quickly, one-third of them were still exposed to Chu Xin's bone claws.
It's like smashing garlic with an iron rod, and everywhere it passes is sticky meat sauce pasted on the rocks.
rumble!
Chu Xin arbitrarily rubbed and bumped back and forth between the rock walls, and countless gravels collapsed, burying more Dongyi soldiers.
At this time, Dongyi soldiers pushed out the medium-sized crossbow from the entrance of the cave, aiming like a sniper rifle, and shot out a giant arrow like a spear.
Just listen to the buzzing sound after leaving the string, and you will know its power cannot be underestimated.
And there are more than a dozen such crossbows.
More than a dozen giant arrows turned into death-defying afterimages one after another, half of which fell deep into the rock wall, and half of them hit Chu Xin's whole body, making a crisp "crackling" sound when they collided.
Hard parts such as leg bones were not damaged, but the crossbow arrows were smashed to pieces.
However, the relatively fragile places such as the ribs and wing bones have fine traces of trauma. Although they are insignificant, they must be taken seriously.
Smaug is not a mythical character. In Middle-earth, it is just a huge, long-lived, fire-breathing pyramid-level creature, not a god like Sauron and Gandalf. Smaug has flaws and limits in all aspects.
"These arrows?"
Chu Xin grabbed one of them and stared carefully.
High density and stable structure.
It's not a black arrow to restrain oneself, but its material is also very hard, so it is probably extremely rare.
In order to deal with themselves, the Dongyi people obviously spent money.
And speaking of the black arrow, the last one has indeed been used and discarded, but it doesn't mean that the dwarves can't cast it anymore, as long as there are raw materials for the arrow.
"It's still too weak at the moment, let's harvest the Dongyi people first." Chu Xin said to himself.
If outsiders hear his evaluation of him, they will definitely vomit blood with anger. If this is called "too weak", then few people in the whole of Middle-earth can be called strong.
Looking at the Dongyi soldiers who were hiding in the cave, Chu Xin was not in a hurry at all, but felt sorry for the misery they were about to encounter.
boom--
Chu Xin was caught off guard and sprayed out the skeletal flames from his mouth, pouring into the caves like a torrent, burning up the air inside, and igniting the screaming human gasoline.
In the face of the enemy, Chu Xin has always adopted ruthless and straightforward methods, and he will not be procrastinated if he can kill him immediately, which is more efficient than Lord Yan.
Three times, five divisions and two, and a large number of Dongyi soldiers died tragically.
Seeing this, the remaining people suddenly felt that it would be better to rush out to gain a chance of survival than to be burned alive.
They ran out at the same time, took off the useless and obstructive armor, and jumped up and down the steep hillside.
Chu Xin didn't intend to let them go, so he glided in the wide and complicated canyon, his wings rubbed against the rock walls on both sides, and countless gravels fell, killing many lucky people at random.
For a moment, the scene was chaotic, and the soldiers rolled around like dumplings, screaming again and again.
woo-
Suddenly, an unexpected horn sounded from the front.
Immediately afterwards, short and nimble figures jumped out from the tops of the mountains on both sides.
With weapons in their mouths, their legs were off the ground, and they all jumped from above to Chu Xin's back or wings. When they approached, they grabbed the bones with both hands, and climbed up with hands and feet.
During this period, most of them were shocked by Chu Xin and fell into puddles of meat sauce.
But there are still more than a dozen figures hanging on Chu Xin's thighs, ribs, spine, and wing bones, which cannot be shaken off like dog skin plasters.
These ugly guys are just half-orc Orcs who are traveling lightly!
"For the Demon King!"
They shouted in unison, slashing at Chu Xin's skeletal body with their weapons as if they were dead.
Seeing that it didn't work, several of them took out a jar from their waists, bit open the lid with their mouths, and sprinkled the dark blue viscous liquid on Chu Xin's body.
"what!!"
Because Chu Xin was flying forward, a lot of liquid floated on Oak's cheeks or chest and abdomen, which immediately made them scream in pain.
In just a few seconds, their flesh showed the appearance of burning and festering.
There is no doubt that this is a highly corrosive poison similar to sulfuric acid. It was produced by the Dongyi tribe in Loen, which specializes in poisons. However, because this mysterious tribe is almost extinct, the items it produces are very precious. .
zizizi~
After the venom touched Chu Xin, it immediately made a piercing sound, like thousands of Gu worms eating each other.
Gradually, tiny depressions actually appeared on the surface of the thick bones, but each pit was only as small as the diameter of a hair.
The encroachment of the venom continued, albeit with diminishing effects, but it was a shot in the arm, and the Orcs rejoiced.
boom!
boom!
So, they waved their knives one after another, focusing on attacking the corroded parts of Chu Xin.
At the same time, those orcs who were accidentally contaminated with the venom fell down unconsciously, their bones and even their internal organs were damaged.
"What kind of dragon, isn't it just a stinky lizard with wings, only bones left, and dare to disobey Lord Dark Lord~ Let me kill you, and Lord will definitely promote me~"
At this moment, an Orc covered in scars crept forward along the back of Chu Xin's neck.
He stared at the flame eyes in Chu Xinkong's eye sockets, and was about to throw the machete in his hand.
But Chu Xin knew every move of these jumping clowns. With a shake of his head, he lifted the Orc into the sky, opened his mouth wide, and after opening and closing, the Orc was thrown into the sky. Torn to pieces.
The rest of the Orcs were still slashing unremittingly, but they underestimated the hardness of the keel. Even with the blessing of corrosion, it was not something the inferior race Orcs could break through.
Whoosh!
Chu Xin turned his body calmly, spun 360 degrees at high speed, and turned into a bone shell that accelerated suddenly.
In such a tyrannical "drying" mode, all Orcs, without exception, flew high and fell to nowhere.
With another mouthful of skeletal flames gushing out, seven or eight Dongyi soldiers followed in his footsteps.
Right now, only a handful of enemies are still alive, all hiding in the corner trembling, surrendering to the fear of the skeleton dragon.
Whoa!
Chu Xin flapped his wings and flew high, sweeping out of this lengthy canyon.
In front of him was an endless wasteland, and his vision instantly widened.
In sight, there is a small city built of rocks and wood in the distance. From the outside to the inside, it looks like a village of ethnic groups.
On the periphery, soldiers in black armor were stationed.
In the city, about thousands of people live here.
Judging from their appearance and clothing, they are 100% Dongyi people.
To be precise, this is a tribe!
The soldiers obviously saw Chu Xin, and the city was soon filled with panic.
But to Chu Xin's surprise, after a short period of chaos, no matter if it was a woman or an old man, they all took out their weapons and climbed onto the rocky city wall, and all the people became soldiers.
A heavy crossbow pushed out of the city gate and hurriedly aimed at the sky, waiting for Chu Xin's arrival.
More than a dozen orcs who were Sauron's envoys also came out, staring at the menacing Chu Xin with gloomy eyes. After looking at each other, they retreated silently and left the tribe that was about to be drowned in the sea of fire through a secret tunnel. .
They are going to report to Sauron to let Lord Demon Lord know that Smaug has completely turned against each other and there is no room for peace talks, and plead to send a more elite dragon-slaying army to eradicate this powerful enemy.
In short, funk with valid reasons.
"Roar--"
Chu Xin's roar resounded throughout the city.
Even though they were terrified, most Dongyi people still held high the tribal flag and did not take a step back.
On the contrary, the strength of Chu Xin aroused the violence factor in their hearts. After all, the Dongyi people, who had war engraved in their genes, were naturally warlike and had never forgotten their aggression against the West for thousands of years.
Whoosh whoosh!
The moment Chu Xin swooped down, the rain of arrows flickering with cold light swept into the sky.
Although it was only a conflict in a wild land, it became the fuse of the turmoil in Middle-earth, which suddenly intensified the already strife-ridden world situation.
……
The Heath Eglil Mountains, also known as the Misty Mountains, start from the Gundabad Mountains in the north and go straight to the south to divide the Western Continent into two parts, one on the left and one on the right.
The western part of the mountain range is now a large area of no man's land.
There used to be the northern kingdom of Arno, whose royal family and even its citizens share the same origin as the Kingdom of Gondor, and the two countries are also unswerving allies.
It is a pity that at the end of the second era, after all the tribes united against Sauron, they declined uncontrollably, and were divided into three in the infighting among the princes. Lun's men).
At this point, Arno has become history, and the royal family who survived the disaster have become northern vagrants, continuing to fight against Sauron's dark forces.
But there is a land that has not been corrupted by darkness and evil.
That is the Shire, where the Hobbits live!
The hobbits migrated from east to west, and got the residence given by the Arno royal family at that time, and have lived here quietly and peacefully since then.
Hobbits are a special race of people who are related to humans by blood.
They are short in stature, with an average of only 1 meter, and the shortest is only 0.6 meters.
The ears are slightly larger and the upper end is slightly pointed, but the facial features are no different from those of normal people.
Apart from their height, the most distinctive thing is their feet, which are huge and covered with pale golden hair. The soles of their feet are broad and tough, which also allows them to maintain the habit of walking barefoot.
These are just appearances, but on the inside, hobbits are kind and brave by nature, and most of them have a pure heart, and they are more resistant to psychic bewitching than other races.
bell~ring~
At this moment, an old man in a gray robe was slowly driving into the paradise of Shire in a carriage. As the gravel path bumped, the bell on the horse kept ringing.
"Gandalf!"
At this time, a handsome young hobbit ran down the hill, happily jumped into the carriage, and rode with the old man.
"Oh Frodo!" cried the old man named Gandalf enthusiastically.
"You did come to my uncle's birthday party," laughed Frodo Baggins. "Are you going to give us fireworks this year?"
Gandalf shrugged kindly and humorously. "I suppose so?"
As he spoke, he lifted a corner of the hemp cloth covering the carriage, revealing a large pile of finished fireworks!
Frodo smiled when he saw this, and he got out of the car not far away, waving his hands and shouting, "My uncle is at home, you can go to him directly, but he has been weirder than ever recently, always staring at the old map for several times Hours later, there will still be a strange expression."
Hearing this, Gandalf's smile froze a bit, but he still waved his hand with a smile.
After saying goodbye to Frodo, Gandalf went to the old acquaintance's house amidst the warm welcome of many hobbits.
The small villages along the way are still so beautiful and peaceful. Everyone is working hard to manage their own small life and is very satisfied with the status quo.
bang bang~
Tall and burly Gandalf knocked on the wooden door.
"Visitors, those who are looking for courtesy, and those who recognize distant relatives should not come!" An impatient voice came from inside.
Gandalf shook his head and smiled when he heard the familiar tone, "What did the old acquaintance say?"
In the next second, eager footsteps sounded, and the door opened quickly.
(End of this chapter)