Start with the Eye of Sauron

Viscount Lake pulled his horse and rushed back frantically. The sound of breaking wind behind him amplified the fear in his heart.

An arrow grazed his helmet and flew over, this blow almost knocked him out of his wits.

The soldiers behind them didn't have any fighting spirit anymore, they turned their heads and rushed back, all of them looked panic-stricken, wishing they could grow two more legs.

It's a pity that their speed is no different from that of a snail in front of the wolf cavalry.Taking these people as moving targets, the wolf cavalry practiced shooting one after another.

Not long after, there were still more than 70 people in the team, but there were only five who were still at large. They all had horses, so they were more favored by the wolf cavalry.

Facing the swift and ferocious wolf, the horse under the cavalry was so frightened that it gave out its milking strength, and its four legs turned like a windmill, and it was not caught by the wolf cavalry for a while.

"Can you take aim and see where you go."

"You still care about me, are you accurate in shooting yourself?"

"Okay, let's do it again."

Aiming at the galloping cavalry in front of them, the two wolf cavalry bent their bows and set arrows, and shot at the cavalry again.

"This time you come first."

"Alright!"

There was a sound of breaking wind, and an arrow accurately pierced into the helmet of the cavalry in front of him. The cavalry couldn't even scream, and fell to the horse.

"Isn't my ejaculation also good?"

Looking at the cavalryman who fell from the horse in front, the wolf cavalryman on the left patted his chest and straightened up.

"It's so fine!"

The wolf cavalry on the right snorted disdainfully, and rushed forward with the wolf under his seat.

Viscount Lake felt more and more sound of breaking wind coming from behind, and several arrows flew past his body.

"Can't stop, once you stop, you will die!"

The horse under Viscount Lake's seat was a heavy black horse, and he ran away quickly on his back. He was already at the rear, and the wolf cavalry behind him still had a certain distance from him.

"That horse is not slow, why don't you speed it up?"

"Don't worry, play with him."

A group of wolf cavalry followed Viscount Nalek casually, and he was the last survivor.

Viscount Lake didn't dare to look back, he had already reached the bottom of the sentry tower, he waved his arms up quickly, and shouted loudly.

"Hurry up and help me!"

When he got closer, Viscount Lake's heart sank, and there was no one above the sentry tower.

Now he has two options, one is to go directly to Jerberg Fort and let the people there save him.

Another option is to turn around and die directly on the battlefield.

The second option is to give the people in the castle more time to prepare. Now, for every extra minute, the more people will survive.

In a few seconds, Viscount Lake made his final choice. He rode his horse and hurried towards the castle.

Ants are still alive, let alone a living person, it is impossible for him to escape all the way here just to close his eyes and wait for death.

There was a sudden chill on his left shoulder, followed by a sharp pain. Viscount Lake slowly turned his head, mechanically looking at Viscount Lake's shoulder.

A sharp arrow was stuck in his shoulder, his vision began to blur, and the severe pain made him gasp continuously.

There was a burst of cheers from behind, and Viscount Lake had tears streaming down his face. He took a deep breath and galloped down the city.

"Persistence, persistence is victory!"

The roar from behind was gradually approaching, and the outline of the city in front was also highlighted. Viscount Lake pressed his injured shoulder, and the severe pain woke him up instantly.

"I can't sleep, it's all over when I fall asleep..."

Above the city wall, Duke Geer was staring at the city. A figure suddenly appeared below the city wall, making everyone vigilant.

"That's Viscount Lake!"

Someone suddenly yelled, Duke Geer stared at the man below the city, the horse under the man's crotch was still galloping, and the man above was shaking like drunk.

"Duke Geer, quickly order to open the city gate!"

Looking at the man in the city, Duke Geer didn't make a sound, he just stared at the man's back.

Suddenly, he raised his arm, and all the soldiers raised their crossbows in accordance with his order.

Viscount Lake had already arrived at the bottom of the city gate. He fell off his horse and lay down directly on the snow.Duke Geer grabbed a longbow, put an arrow on it, and shot directly through Viscount Lake's chest.

In the rear, dark shadows kept appearing, and dozens of wargs lined up in front of them, looking at the city ahead, their hearts were burning, and they were secretly gearing up.

Facing the large group of orcs that came, all the soldiers became nervous.Those half-orcs stopped suddenly, and the half-orc army behind slowly stood still.

Riding a huge warg, a sturdy half-orc appeared in front of everyone. He had blue eyes, pointed ears, and waved a huge mace. He came in front of the group of half-orcs.

Duke Geer's eyes moved to the half-orc, and that half-orc slowly raised his head and looked at Duke Geer.

The corners of the mouth slowly curled up, and the half-orc's simple smile made Duke Geer shudder.

"Attack! Flatten the city in front of me!"

The ground began to shake, and countless half-orcs rushed forward, Duke Geer's eyes widened instantly.

He had never seen so many people attacking a city together, what's more, what was in front of him was not a human, but a ferocious monster.

"Shoot the arrows! Hold the city for me!"

The X-shaped crossbow started shooting continuously, bringing down one after another half-orcs. Regardless of the death of their companions, the group of half-orcs didn't have any fear and only rushed forward desperately.

Following the half-orc army, there were huge stone men one after another. They were loosely arranged, and at a glance, there were almost a dozen of them.

Many half-orcs had rushed to the bottom of the city, and a row of half-orcs with ladders behind them had already rushed forward. The crossbows attacked fiercely, but they couldn't stop such a number of half-orcs.

The ladder was deeply inserted into the snow, and a large group of orcs began to attack crazily. On the top of the city wall, Duke Geer commanded everywhere, constantly moving stones and smashing the orcs climbing on the ladder.

"Go and inform King Wood, let him send an army to quickly reinforce!"

After giving the order, Duke Geer turned around and looked at the densely packed half-orcs under the city wall, and a word suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Grey plague..."