inspire-indiana Chapter 252 Saruman: Is there such a good thing?
Chapter 252 Saruman: Is there such a good thing?
"Skeletal Dragon~Smaug~" Gegulo said tremblingly.
In an instant, everyone's crisis instincts were forcibly triggered, and they all put on their armor, picked up their spears, and looked up at Chu Xin in horror.
And Chu Xin was also a little surprised. Just as the clouds cleared, a thousand or so people appeared under their feet, and they were hiding in the shadows with treacherous eyebrows, as if they were about to do some shady and bad things.
"These guys are black barbarians colluding with Saruman?" Chu Xin muttered.
In order to see clearly, he lowered the altitude slightly, and the sonic boom generated by the Mach [-] sustained high speed instantly covered the ground.
But it was this insignificant little move and the deafening noise that made the frightened Heiman soldiers feel like they were facing a big enemy. Before Geguluo could speak, hundreds of them drew their bows and shot arrows nervously.
Looking at this scene, Geguluo couldn't help but secretly said "It's over".
The rain of arrows rose from the ground, and Chu Xin was taken aback when he saw it.
What are these guys doing?
He didn't launch an attack, and he didn't yell, he was just a passerby passing by, so if he disagreed with each other, would he turn swords against each other?
Forget it, just use them to try the lethality of the new flame~
call!
Chu Xin flapped his wings downward, and the hurricane whipped up all the arrows and rain.
"Run away!" Geguluo took the lead without hesitation.
There was no need for command at all, more than 1000 people jumped down the hillside in unison, and ran into the prairie in Rohan regardless of 21 or [-].
Geguluo didn't run around, but did it on purpose, wanting to bring disaster to the east, and then take advantage of the chaos to escape.
It's a pity that he overestimated himself and underestimated the Dragon Clan, so don't blame him, after all, the Heiman people have never seen anything in the world.
boom--
The Sacrificial Explosion Dragon Flame spewed out from the mouth in a thick column, and then quickly spread into a tumbling sea of flames.
Bang bang bang!
Immediately afterwards, a series of suicide explosions from one to many occurred.
Groups of expanding and burning fireballs filled the space between the heaven and the earth, touched each other and exploded together, and so on.
It was as if countless fireworks fell to the ground at the moment of spraying, and exploded into colorful clusters of flowers, which were extremely dangerous and gorgeous at the same time.
Rumble!
The terrifying bangs of the explosion echoed across the grasslands and mountains, mixed with the painful roars of mosquitoes and flies.
"This is much more powerful than the previous skeletal flames. No matter how fire-resistant it is, it can't resist explosions again and again. It's a pity that these five scumbags can't even increase their proficiency." Chu Xin looked down at the grass that had been reduced to a sea of flames.
Where the flames spread, everything exploded endlessly, and pieces of scorched and rotten meat could be faintly seen splashing and melting.
The high temperature of 2000°C easily burned all flesh and blood, and even the steel armor turned into molten iron, which mixed with the pitch-black soil.
"Demons! Demons scarier than monsters!"
In a deep pit, Geguluo wailed convulsively. He clutched his battered right calf with a rag, trying to stop the bleeding.
Suddenly, his trembling body calmed down, and his shortness of breath eased a lot.
He didn't even dare to take a breath.
Susu~
Because a cluster of small thumb-sized flames jumped in from the top of his head.
Like a cute flame elf, it drew a frightening arc in the air mischievously, and then landed on Gugulo's thigh.
"It's over~" Geguluo sighed in despair.
bang——
The bones and dregs mixed with the soil soared into the sky.
Explosion is art!
at the same time.
Chima Town, thousands of meters away.
The soldiers and residents had already been awakened by the earth-shattering noise and the huge earthquake. One after another walked out of the house with dull and astonished cheeks, and looked at the foot of the misty mountain with shrunken pupils.
Exploding flames, ferocious skeletal dragons, burning grasslands, and helpless humans constitute an epic picture.
At this moment, people are still dozed off in the slightest. They have never been so awake that their souls trembled at this moment in their entire lives.
"Smaug the Flame Dragon, why did he come to Rohan?" A man with blond hair and a shawl spoke.
"Marshal, those people should be the elite army of the Black Barbarians that should be mentioned. I didn't expect them to annoy Smaug before they attacked us." The adjutant said.
The blond man's name was Iomund, and he was the First Marshal of the Kingdom of Rohan. His status was second only to King Theoden, and he was also the king's brother-in-law.
He and his personal guards were supposed to guard the eastern region, but suddenly they received a message from an insider stationed in Heimandi, saying that a well-equipped army was about to invade, so they led the army non-stop to Chima Town to garrison.
Iomond loved horses very much, and hated those who killed horses the most in his life. Orcs and black barbarians often slaughtered, stole, and cooked the horses of the Rohan grasslands, which undoubtedly angered Iomond's inverse scales.
Of course, not to mention this point, Iomund will also come in person to prevent the evil-hearted black barbarians from harming their compatriots.
"The battle seems to be over," the adjutant was stunned, "No, it should be a unilateral massacre."
"Everyone mounts and prepares for battle. We don't know whether Smaug is friend or foe, but the dragon has always been a symbol of evil," Eomund yelled, frowning. "Quickly, let the townspeople hide underground."
Although seeing the Heiman people being brutally ravaged and killed, he felt very refreshed, but if Smaug's next target was Chima Town, it would be a sad reminder.
wow wow wow~
The guards simply and neatly pulled out their tall horses. These well-trained horses were all shiny, with strong limbs and clearly visible leg muscles.
However, facing the behemoth Chu Xin, all these brave and skilled war horses growled uncomfortably just from a distance.
As the Generalissimo of Soldiers and Horses, Eomund's personal guards consist of 300 people. They are all ruthless people who have risen from the grassroots. They are outstanding in both riding and slashing skills as well as courage and courage. For Orcs, they are galloping. Grim Reaper in the steppe.
"I've lived for 40 years and haven't slaughtered a dragon yet. It's a good deal to take such a trip with the Marshal today!"
"Hahaha, unless my Rohan's horse dies in battle, the other party, even the Dark Lord, will have to charge!"
"It is an honor for us Rohan cavalry to die on the grasslands, not to mention fighting the legendary Smaug."
"His grandma, have you all started to leave your last words?"
"That's right! Can you say something auspicious, my wife is about to give birth, and my baby can't be born without a father... Tsk, so we guys can't let Smaug enter Rohan."
A group of cavalrymen chatted and laughed, and their rhetoric dispelled the lingering tension, and replaced it with the passion to protect their homeland.
Such was the case with Eomund and his personal guard, fierce and brave to the point of recklessness, with a soul as hot as the hot sun, for whom the horse and the grassland were the home of the cavalry.
The dead bones were turned into fertilizer to nourish the vegetation, and the lush green grass was eaten by horses. This was the deep bond between Rohan and the horses.
"Array, set up shields!"
Iomund suddenly yelled, because Chu Xin had burned the Heiman army to nothing, and flew towards Chima Town with his wings spread.
In the six hundred pairs of eyes, the giant white bone dragon soaring out of the bursting sea of flames was reflected at the same time.
He came menacingly, his big mouth full of black smoke was full of sharp teeth, a pair of burning pupils stared like a demon, and the howling wind bent the flowers and plants, as if bowing to welcome the arrival of the king.
hum!
Eomund suppressed the fear in his heart, drew out his sword, raised his sword high and roared, "You are all heroes of Rohan."
boom--
The bitter wind swept over, and the entire Chima Town was engulfed by a huge shadow, bricks and tiles splashed everywhere, and it was a mess.
The horses howled in horror, and the dust and debris filled the sky, covering everyone's sight.
"Hold on! Hold on!"
Eomund couldn't open his eyes, he could only hear the muffled sound of falling horses and the distant and near shouts.
He was terrified, not because he was afraid of death, but because he was afraid that he would be left alone.
2 minute later.
The wind stopped.
Eomund regained his composure, rubbed his moist eyes and looked around, his horror gradually turned into surprise and joy.
Because the guards around were not injured in any way, at most they were knocked off their horses by the wind, lying on the ground blankly.
"Smaug didn't do anything to us." The adjutant pointed to the southwest.
Everyone took a closer look, only to see Chu Xin's back quickly disappearing between the sky and the earth, like an enthusiastic person who does good deeds without leaving a name.
"He blew out the sea of flames before he left?" Iomund looked at the scorched ground opposite, feeling puzzled.
According to the normal plot, shouldn't the famous and fierce fire dragon Smaug burn Chima Town to the ground?
"Marshal, I feel~" the adjutant hesitated.
"He is helping us to get rid of the black barbarian army that was trying to sneak attack." Iomund made his own judgment based on his intuition.
The adjutant took out a map of Middle Earth, moved his fingers on it, and said in amazement, "Smaug's direction seems to be Isengard, where the white-robed wizard lives?"
……
10 minutes ago.
Isengard, Wizard Valley, Orthanc Spire.
hum ~ hum ~
Saruman stood in front of the stone pillar in the center of the hall, watching the crystal ball emitting light.
"Let me see what those savages are doing."
With the touch of his palm, the sphere turned into a curved display screen, and the live broadcast screen appeared dimly from the smoke.
"Ok?"
With just one glance, the corners of Saruman's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and his old face glared angrily on the spot.
In the sphere, there is a scorching scene of Chu Xin burning the grassland, and the black barbarian army disappeared together with many valuable weapons and equipment.
Seeing this, Saruman almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
What the hell is going on!
Not only is the painting style wrong, the key is that it completely deviates from the script!
"Tell you to attack Rohan, you really have the ability to provoke Smaug? A bunch of useless trash!"
Saruman was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him. He firmly grasped the wand with his right hand and threw it on the ground. The magic power came out in the form of a burst of strong white light, and the dust in the hall was completely blown away.
After calming down, he stroked his beard and pondered, "Why did this flying lizard that turned into a skeleton come to Rohan? It can't be for the purpose of slaughtering those barbarians. It is rumored that it has a hostile relationship with Mordor now. En turned the world upside down."
"What is his purpose~" With this question in mind, Saruman used the crystal ball again, trying to track down Chu Xin in real time.
After half an hour, I finally found something.
A vague skeleton figure appeared in the sphere, flashed past a rocky ridge, and lost the lock in the next second, returning to a transparent crystal.
"Ok!"
Saruman was dumbfounded. If he read correctly, that mountain ridge was in Isengard, and it belonged to the same mountain range that surrounded the Wizard Valley.
He had to guess, "Is it coming towards me?"
buzz~
Just when he was hesitating, the crystal ball was instantly dyed blood red, and a terrifying eyeball filled it all.
In an instant, an evil spirit filled the entire hall.
The Eye of Sauron is also Sauron himself!
Saruman's expression was startled, "Sauron, what do you need from me at this time?"
Sauron said in a low and hoarse voice, "I saw it through your spar, my former ally and now the traitor, Smaug!"
Saruman was immediately upset, and secretly scolded Sauron in his heart as a disgusting peeping thief.
"Although I don't know why it came to you, it is undoubtedly a good thing," Sauron said a little excitedly, "Saruman, my old friend, it's time to show your mighty strength and kill Smaug , to take back what is mine."
"Kill Smaug?" Saruman's face darkened on the spot, and he snorted angrily, "Something that belongs to you? What?"
There were 1 reluctances in his heart, not to mention how difficult it was to deal with Smaug, but after he had put in a lot of effort, he was actually just doing things for others, not to mention that he didn't have the slightest benefit, and it took a lot of effort.
Moreover, Saruman currently only wants to develop insignificantly, and does not want to make enemies with a strong man like Smaug for the time being.
"Saruman, don't be bound by your emotions. Follow my orders, and there will only be benefits," Sauron guided, eroding Saruman's spirit a little bit, "The Lord of the Rings is in Smaug's hands, take it back, I You will be able to return to the top immediately and lead the Mordor army to capture Middle Earth. At that time, you will be the biggest hero next to me. You can choose any piece of Middle Earth. If that lord can return to the world, you and I are the future God of authority!"
No, Saruman didn't change his face, but his heart was turbulent in an instant, his emotions jumped from big drop to big rise, and his fingers couldn't help trembling slightly.
And such good things?
He was not seduced by the pie drawn by Sauron, but he finally learned the whereabouts of the Supreme Lord of the Rings.
Moreover, the Supreme Lord of the Rings, which he had been thinking about day and night, was actually flying towards him at this moment. This outrageous surprise was like a pie falling from the sky!
"I will let it come and go," Saruman replied.
Due to the urgency of time, the communication between the two parties ended, and Saruman began to prepare.
……
Mordor.
The Eye of Sauron still stands tall at the foot of Mount Doom.
"Saruman, based on what I know about you, I really don't know your little thoughts. It's still too young to play tricks and tricks with me. Is the Supreme Lord of the Rings something you can control? Wait until you put it on. At that time, you will be completely enslaved by me."
Sauron looked to the west in a good mood, and issued an order remotely, "If you can still move, go to Isengard immediately. This is your chance to redeem your sins!" (End of this chapter)