Start with the Eye of Sauron

After sending those villagers home, Soros received a new task.

Rush to the Misty Mountains to bring back the two newly emerged vampires.

The Misty Mountains, also known as the Shadow Mountains, are located on the right side of Kosovo, and on the right side of entry is the land of Modo. After the orcs began to appear, the two countries of Kosovo and Finley were quickly razed to the ground.The southern region of Gondor has also been completely turned into a wasteland.

Soros's trip not only leaves Kosovo and enters Finley, but also reaches the source of the Poros River. As the birthplace of the Five Great Rivers, the Misty Mountains are an important location for the origin of darkness.

"Perhaps, this trip can find traces of half-orcs."

After leaving the village, Soros first returned to the town of Weier. After saying goodbye to the townspeople, they came to the dock and were about to set off for Samara Fort. Neil held a small boat and took him and Mulder Send it to the castle downstream of the river first, where Soros wants to buy something.

After the system followed Soros, the financial aspect did not support Soros at all. Soros once wanted to exchange coins with magic crystals. After thinking about it, the system came up with an exchange formula.

"One magic crystal is equal to twenty silver coins."

Soros was directly persuaded to leave. He was so picky that he couldn't bear to buy such a valuable thing for twenty silver coins.

System: "Recover two vampires, reward [-] magic crystals for completing the task, and reward [-] magic crystals for side missions, listen to the information of the half-orcs."

This new task of the system made Soros feel a little overwhelmed. To be honest, Soros didn't have any money. He had to go to Samara Fort in the lower reaches of the river to buy horses.It's not a problem to borrow horses from Harry all the time, he is also a leader anyway.

Or let Mude turn into a wolf, and he rides on Mude's back. This is really cool, but Soros, who regards Mude as a friend, has no such idea.

Along the way, chatting with Neil took about four hours. Soros arrived outside Samara Fort. He and Mude got off the boat, said goodbye to Neil, and walked into the castle.

"Master, it's getting late, do you need to rest for the night first?"

When I came to the castle, it was already sunset, and all the stalls were busy closing their stalls, and some of them had closed their doors and were no longer doing business.

"Let's go to the horse dealer right away, it should be too late." Soros and Mude asked a person on the street where the horse dealer was, and then quickly ran towards that street.

Fort Samara was where the townspeople ordered their weapons. Counting the days, they would be fully armed in about a week.

A large stable appeared in front of Soros, and he and Mude walked in quickly.

As soon as they saw Mu De, the two rows of active horses in the stable began to scream in fear and tremble.

The movement of the horse alarmed the horse dealer. He walked out from the wooden house behind and looked at Soros and Mulder who came before him.

"Two guests, it's so late, are you here to buy a horse?"

The attitude of the horse dealer was not very good. Soros and the others had disturbed his horse, and he was just about to close the door and go back to the shop to rest.

"Hello, we are indeed here to see the horses. Well, they need to be stronger and healthier, and marching horses are more suitable." Soros put on a smiling face and stood in front of the horse dealer.

Hearing Soros' words, the horse dealer grinned and pointed to the horses near the wooden house.

"These are my treasures. Compared with those traveling horses, the endurance and speed of these horses are much better."

Soros approached the horses, and the horse dealer pulled them out, took the saddle on the side, and put it on it.

The pony stared at Mu De firmly, always backing away.

"It's strange this is."

The horse dealer's face began to look a little ugly. These few of his horses, which are usually fierce, are now cowering. In front of the guests, isn't this a blow to his face?
"Your horse looks very strong, but why are you so timid, how can you go to the battlefield?"

Soros knew that there was nothing wrong with the horses in front of him, but he wanted to stimulate the horse dealer to keep the price as low as possible while buying good horses.

"It's not usually like this."

Hearing Soros' words, the horse dealer was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood. He kept hissing and patting the back of his marching horse to make it more energetic, but the marching horse just lowered its head and looked cowering.

Mu De looked at Soros's appearance, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved. He stood still, waiting for Soros' decision.

"I don't even want to ride anymore. Do you have any better horses here?" Soros shook his head pretending to be dissatisfied, and resorted to aggressive tactics.

Sure enough, the horse dealer couldn't stand Soros's rhetoric, and took the horse back.He blew his beard and stared, looking very angry.

"I still have an uncastrated stallion here. I don't dare to pull out that horse casually. It's too hot-tempered. Do you want to see it?"

"Please."

Soros gestured forward to lead the way, and the horse dealer snorted and went around behind his hut.

In the backyard, the horse dealer pointed to a black horse that was tied up in a separate stable and wagging its tail.

"This is the purest war horse in Gondor. Only those with excellent equestrian skills can ride it. If you can't tame it, you'd better not buy it."

"I like hot-tempered ones. Life is more fun when the pepper explodes." Soros walked over, untied the rope of the fierce horse, and pulled it out.

Standing next to Soros was Mu De. The horse gave Mu De a rather apprehensive look. When it was pulled out by Soros, it walked steadily, which surprised the horse dealer.

The horse was as pure black as thick ink, without a single hair on its body. Soros touched its neck, patted its back, and nodded.

"This horse is not bad, at least there is some look in his eyes."

"Why is this man so strange? How can a horse that is usually so strong be so obedient?" The horse dealer muttered to himself. He pulled the horse out of the backyard on a whim. He didn't expect to see Soros make a fool of himself, but he was actually photographed. up.

Normally, those guests who came here to find fault, were kicked twice by this fierce horse, and could only leave in despair.

"Thirty gold coins."

Looking at the fierce horse in front of him, the horse dealer suddenly felt reluctant.

"Thirty silver coins." Soros raised his eyebrows, and the horse dealer almost jumped up when he heard these words. . .