When Fangzheng arrived at the palace of Rohan, it was already fully mobilized. The soldiers were ready to go, while the others were busy with their own affairs.
"Yes, sir."
Seeing Fangzheng's arrival, the old king, who was wearing armour and holding a helmet, hurried out and nodded at him.
"As you can see, the beacon of Minas Tirith has been lit. Gondor is asking for help.
"I see it, Your Majesty."
Hearing the old king's words, Fangzheng nodded, then glanced at the busy crowd around him.
"It seems that you've made up your mind?"
"Yes. We will have two days to gather the soldiers. Tell everyone to gather at Dunharrow. We will go to Gondor in three days."
Hearing the old king's answer, Fangzheng chuckled.
"Then, do you mind if I join?"
"You?"
The old king froze for a moment, then showed a troubled expression.
"Well … speed is important in war, but sir, your …"
He had seen for himself how slow Fangzheng's metal chariot was. If it was just for fighting, the old king would not mind, and would even welcome it. But now it was Gondor that was asking for help. By the time Fangzheng's metal chariot arrived, all that would be left of Minas Tirith would probably be broken bricks and tiles.
"Haha, don't worry. I'm going alone this time."
"That's great … I'll prepare a horse for you right away. We have plenty of good horses in Rohan …"
"Oh, there's no need for that."
Fangzheng waved his hand and interrupted the old king.
"Actually, I have my own means of transportation. There's no need to trouble Your Majesty."
"That's good."
The old king nodded, then stretched out his hand to Fangzheng.
"Welcome aboard, Mr. Fangzheng."
"You're welcome."
Fangzheng smiled and shook the old king's outstretched hand.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, the old king went about his own business. Fangzheng, on the other hand, strolled around leisurely with his hands behind his back. Everyone was preparing for the upcoming battle. One by one, the knights rode out on their horses and began to gather for battle. On both sides of the road, women and children stood there, watching their soldiers leave. Among them were their fathers, husbands, and sons. Everyone knew that not everyone could return safely after the end of the war.
"They're all cavalry. If only I could recruit a group of ferocious dwarves."
At that moment, Fangzheng heard the voice of a dwarf not far from him. He turned around and saw that the dwarf and the Elven Prince were riding on the same horse. The Elven Prince was sitting in front holding the reins, while the dwarf was sitting behind him like a little bird, holding onto the Elven Prince's waist … …
Pfft, this scene was truly hilarious. Seiji wondered if the Goddess of Order would like this couple.
"Yo."
Thinking of this, Fangzheng walked over with a smile and waved at the two of them.
"Yo, Wizard."
Hearing Fangzheng's voice, the dwarf also waved at him excitedly.
"Are you here to see us off?"
"No, I'm going with you this time. I also want to see Sauron's army and Minas Tirith."
"What about those little girls?"
"They're staying here to continue their work, of course."
"So you're coming with us?"
The dwarf looked at Fangzheng with a smile.
"Can you ride a horse?"
"Yes, but this time I have my own horse."
"You have a horse?"
"Of course."
As he spoke, Fangzheng stretched out his hand and gently stroked the air around him. Soon, accompanied by a flash of light, a strange thing appeared in front of everyone.
It was a black motorcycle with a low and narrow body, two huge tires, one in front and one at the back, and an armor-like baffle on both sides. Two huge exhaust nozzles spread out along the back of the body, making it look like a ferocious beast.
"…"
Seeing this scene, the elves and dwarves were stunned. Fangzheng looked at them and patted Fenrir beside him with a smile.
"What do you think? This thing is much more exciting than a horse. "
"Hey, this thing is really interesting. I want to ride this. Can you give me a ride?"
"Sorry, this is a single seat."
In the face of the dwarf's excited request, Fangzheng decisively refused. If it was a soft girl, he wouldn't mind hugging a warm and fragrant jade in his arms, but a fat, short, and strong male dwarf who reeked of alcohol was out of the question.
Of course, not even a female dwarf.
"Sir, what are you …?"
At this moment, the prince and the old king also saw the motorcycle beside Fangzheng. They immediately came over in surprise. Fangzheng flipped over and sat on the motorcycle, then waved at them with a smile.
"See, I told you, I have my own horse."
"This is really amazing …"
Looking at the strange thing under Fangzheng that seemed to be made entirely of steel, the two could not help but exclaim in admiration. It was not that they had never thought that as a Wizard, Fangzheng might have some special means. But even they only thought that Fangzheng could summon or control unicorns, battle wolves, or other legendary animals. But reality proved that the young Warlock in front of them was able to break their imaginations time and time again.
"Sir, how fast can your steel warhorse run?"
The prince looked curiously at Fenrir, who was sitting on top of Fangzheng, and asked.
"Hehe, take a guess."
Fangzheng did not answer the Prince of Rohan's question directly. He just chuckled. Then he looked at the old king and nodded.
"I'm fast, so I'll go to Minas Tirith first to inform them that Rohan's reinforcements have arrived. At the same time, I'll go check out the situation in Minas Tirith, then I'll come back to tell you about the situation on your side. See you in Dunharrow."
"No problem, Mr. Fangzheng. Thank you."
Hearing Fangzheng's words, the old king nodded. After all, the communication technology in this era was too backward. For example, Gondor had lit up the beacon, but they had no way of knowing whether Rohan would really come to their aid. Moreover, the old king also did not know the current situation in Minas Tirith. Was Sauron's army already on the way? Or had they already surrounded Minas Tirith? What types of soldiers did they have? What enemies did they have? Where would they attack from?
The earlier they knew about these things, the more prepared they would be. Unfortunately, time waited for no man, and the information transmission technology in this world was very backward. If they wanted to know these things, they could only send out scouts in advance and search for information.
But now, since Fangzheng had volunteered to serve as a scout, the others would naturally not object.
Thinking of this, the old king reached into his bosom, took out a book tube sealed with wax, and handed it to Sheyan.
"Please take this to Minas Tirith and let Gondor know that we of Rohan never go back on our words!"
"Okay."
Fangzheng took the book tube and nodded to everyone. Then, he suddenly turned around and gripped the handle tightly. With a loud roar, everyone saw Fangzheng riding Fenrir turn into a black phantom and rush out of the capital. He galloped straight into the depths of the plains and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"… … …"
Seeing this scene, the Dwarves' eyes widened.
"That thing's really fast!"
It would take a few days for cavalrymen to travel from Rohan to Gondor, but for Fangzheng, it was only a few hours. If it were not for the fact that he had to cross plains, hills, and forests, he might have been even faster. In fact, when the sun was high in the sky, the magnificent White City in the movies appeared in front of him.
"Hmm, it really does look like it. Let's take a video …."
Looking at the White City, Minas Tirith, in front of him, Fangzheng muttered to himself as he picked up his personal terminal and took a video of the city. After all, he knew that it would not be long before White City was completely engulfed in the flames of war ….
"— — —!!!"
At that moment, Fangzheng saw a group of soldiers fleeing from another city not far from White City. They were fleeing frantically on horseback towards White City. Behind them, thick dark clouds obscured the sun, and a group of black-robed men riding monsters that looked like winged lizards were attacking them.
"Oh? Ringwraiths? "
Seeing this, Fangzheng's eyes lit up.
I've always wanted to fight this thing!
Finally, it's here!
With this in mind, Fangzheng didn't hesitate to put away his personal terminal. Then, he stepped on the accelerator again. The next moment, the steel behemoth beneath him let out a deafening roar as it brought Fangzheng forward. It charged down the hill and towards the distant battlefield!
"Run! The Ringwraiths are coming!! "
At the same time, under the pursuit of the Ringwraiths, the soldiers screamed and ran away. They had no way of fighting against the most terrifying monsters in the legends. Just the sound of the Ringwraiths' mounts was enough to give people a splitting headache and make them feel unimaginable pain and fear. The sharp claws and teeth of the monsters could easily tear the armours of the soldiers, lift them into the sky, and then tear them into pieces.
"Hurry up! Don't stop!!"
The leading general turned his head and urged his soldiers to keep up. Other than running away, there was nothing else they could do. The Ringwraiths on their ferocious beasts circled above the fleeing soldiers, swooping down from time to time, taking the lives of a few soldiers.
"Boom boom boom —!!!"
At this time, suddenly, the general heard a strange sound coming from not far away. He turned his head subconsciously and looked towards the direction of the sound, and then his eyes widened in shock.
"Hey, come on, you bastard!"
Staring at the Ringwraiths in front of him, Fangzheng shouted loudly. Then, the two sides of the motorcycle split open with a "pop", revealing the blades hidden inside. Then, Fangzheng stretched out his right hand and pulled out the greatsword. Then, he leaped up with the motorcycle and swung the silver-white greatsword that was burning with flames at the Ringwraiths in front of him!
With a flash of the sword, the head of the ferocious beast controlled by the Ringwraiths fell to the ground. Having lost its head, the ferocious beast suddenly lost its domineering aura in the sky and fell straight to the ground. Seeing that things were not going well, the Ringwraiths on top of it wanted to escape. But at this moment, Fangzheng suddenly swung his right hand, and the next moment, the Sword of Flame swept across and directly cut off the Ringwraiths head.
"— — — — — — — —!!!!"
At the moment when its head was chopped off, the Ring Spirit let out a shrill scream in mid-air. Its body began to deflate like a deflated balloon, and then it exploded with a "bang", turning into invisible smoke in the air and dissipating into nothingness.
Seeing that their companion was killed, the remaining two Ringwraiths quickly changed their direction and rushed towards Fangzheng. After landing, Fangzheng also turned around with the greatsword in his hand, and once again sped towards the two Ringwraiths controlling the ferocious beasts.
"Hiss!!!"
Facing Fangzheng who was rushing towards it, one of the Ringwraiths controlled the ferocious beast to dive down from the sky and directly stretched out its sharp claws towards Fangzheng. It wanted to grab this damned enemy and throw it directly from the sky.
But just as its body fell, Fangzheng suddenly stepped on the accelerator and accelerated again. At the same time, he raised the flaming greatsword high in his right hand. The Sword of Flame left a dazzling trail of flames in the sky as it moved towards the Ringwraiths and the ferocious beasts, cutting them in half along with their mounts. Then, in a strange scream and explosion, the second Ringwraiths also exploded and disappeared without a trace.
Seeing that two of its companions were eliminated one after another, the last Ringwraiths was obviously frightened. It hurriedly pulled its mount up, increased its altitude, circled in the air, and then hurriedly flew towards the dark clouds in the distance.
"Tsk, running away just like that."
Fangzheng reluctantly put away the greatsword, looked at the black dot in the distance, and shook his head.
Forget it, it won't be too late to deal with you after the war starts.
Thinking of this, Fangzheng turned around and drove Fenrir back to White City.
(End of this chapter)
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