Chapter 459

Wesley pulled the reins of the horse, and the war horse stopped. Wesley looked far into the distance, and Saruman's army marched out on foot, with tens of thousands of people, boundless and hundreds of thousands of people.

What he said was right. The other party's strong Orc army of more than 10000 people was indeed very powerful and dark, but most of them were infantry, which made Wesley very happy. The strong Orc's fast-moving force "seat wolf" did not appear in the team, and it is estimated that it has set out first.

"It's a good formation. When I attack, we attack this army first, and then go to Saruman. Magic practice needs enough. Now my affinity with the element of wind is still too low." Wesley sat on the horse and laughed. Then he pulled the horse's reins and turned away. He won't attack at the door of Eisinger, But prepare to wait in advance.

In the southeast direction, Wesley rode a war horse for half a day, and then began camping and rest. It takes at least one day for the other party to advance here. He can have a full rest and prepare for the first ambush here.

The war horse went alone to look for grass, while Wesley started camping, lit a bonfire, set up a tent, and then got himself a rich dinner. However, his bonfire attracted the attention of a nearby cavalry force. The rumbling sound of horses' hoofs came quickly. Wesley looked at it and didn't care. It was the sound of horses' hoofs, not the sound of a wolf.

The dust was flying, which made Wesley very dissatisfied. "Do you want me to eat soil?" Wesley looked at each other and asked.

"Give me your name," he asked.

"Ha ha." Wesley smiled, then stopped talking, and the spear in the other cavalry pointed at Wesley in an instant. Wesley didn't care. However, he continued to make his own food. The wizard prepared sausages, emitting oil flowers in the frying pan, and the smell kept emitting.

The leading Knight jumped off his horse, took off his helmet, and then said, "we are Rohan's cavalry. My name is eomer."

"Wesley," Wesley said at this time.

"Why are you here? It's very close to Essinger. It's not a good place now." eomer asked again.

"I'm preparing to ambush the army coming out of Eisinger. The number is more than 10000. There are many strong orcs among them. This is the army sent by Saruman. Their goal is you Rohan, but I'm going to keep them." Wesley said and began to enjoy fried sausages.

"An army of more than 10000 people?" eomer was surprised, and the other party's goal was their country. "Are you sure what you said is true?"

"Is it good for me to lie to you?" Wesley asked, looking at eomer.

"I see." eomer didn't care about Wesley's statement that he wanted to fight alone, which was obviously impossible. Now he was eager to verify the authenticity of the matter and got on the horse in a hurry. Wesley hurried to protect the food, and the dust flew up again.

"It's very impolite." Wesley waited for the dust to dissipate before he began to enjoy dinner again, and his horse ran back after eating and drinking.

He prepared hot water for himself. Wesley took a hot bath, then changed into clean underwear, drilled into the tent and began to sleep. Not later in the middle of the night, the rapid sound of Horseshoes made him get up again and get out of the tent. Eomo's cavalry had come in front of him.

"Thank you very much for your news. You'd better leave here quickly. They will arrive here early tomorrow morning." eomer left again without waiting for Wesley's answer. Wesley raised his middle finger to his back and then went to sleep.

The next morning, after stretching, Wesley got up to prepare breakfast, and then put on the armor of the elves. Now he began the formal battle. The leather armor was no longer suitable. Clean up the traces here and turn over and mount his horse. Wesley chose a highland next to the avenue, and then waited immediately.

The footsteps of the "roaring" army were neat and heavy. Wesley's left waist was the sword of the ELF KING, and he held a magic bow in his hand. He gently clamped his horse's belly with his legs, and the war horse ran down the earth slope in small steps. Then he stopped on the Avenue, and a man blocked the way of the army.

The distance between the two sides was hundreds of meters, and Wesley opened the bow string, "the spirit in the wind listens to my call. I need sharp arrow feathers to pierce the enemy's chest. I need wind sharpness and speed, wind arrow."

"Whew" the arrow of the wind flew out, came in the blink of an eye from a distance of hundreds of meters, directly penetrated the chest of the first strong orc, and then kept on all the way. The strong Orc in a straight line was killed and then fell down, which made the army a little confused, but the second arrow had arrived.

The leader of the army of ten thousand people pushed aside the people and came to the front. However, it was a wind arrow that greeted him. It flew close to his ear. He quickly shouted, "attack, move forward quickly."

The front line of the army began to push forward rapidly. Wesley was not in the slightest panic. He was still firing arrow by arrow. The armor of the strong orcs clattered, and Wesley didn't seem to see them running.

Hundreds of top orcs have been shot and killed, and the striker is still 100 meters away from Wesley. At this time, Wesley's war horse slowly ran up, while Wesley turned on his horse and rode backwards. The magic bow on his hand was constantly pulled.

"The spirit in the wind listens to my call. I need sharp arrow feathers to pierce the enemy's chest. I need wind sharpness, speed and wind arrow." every time he sings this elf language, Wesley can feel that the wind element in the air is getting closer to him, the more times it gets closer, and the space gem is not blocked, because the wind element will not enter Wesley's body, Will not be his strength, but affinity.

Singing faster and faster, Wesley felt the wind. He was wrapped by the wind. His body seemed light. The effect was really good. Practice makes perfect. He is happy here, but the strong beasts are a little afraid. They can't catch up with Wesley, but Wesley's attack keeps shooting them. In this case, no matter how many people they have, they are useless.

"Hum, I like flying kites best." Wesley said happily, and then continued his plan to face an army of 10000 people alone, so that he can continue as long as he is not surrounded.

The orc leader saw clearly from behind, "blow the horn and summon a wolf Knight back."

"But they may not be able to hear it. They have been away for too long."

"Try it, we can't be suppressed here." the horn of the orc sounded, Wesley heard it clearly, but he didn't know what it meant. Even if he knew it, he wouldn't care. It's just a wolf. He's really not afraid of these guys.