the end of the heavens

The ominous premonition became stronger, and the ring spirit decisively launched a charge, and the three long swords intersected, shooting out a bone-piercing cold air.

Boom! !

The strong light frightened the flying dragons from moving forward, and the cold air was blown away by the thunderbolts. The ring spirits felt it and raised their heads to look at the sky at the same time.

The rain outside had stopped, but the dark clouds did not dissipate. The Thunder Snake sprinted out of the darkness, bursting out with loud rumbling noises, and continuously fell on Russell.

Russell's whole body was wrapped in the thick lightning slurry, and the jumping flashes caused the surrounding airflow to dance crazily, and the white arc could be faintly seen wandering away and dissipating.

Sensing that the terrifying energy was accumulating more and more, the Ringwraiths could not approach and disperse, so they had to issue a black mist to defend. In an instant, a strong light flashed and spread through the water polo, illuminating the night sky like daytime.

The ring spirit looked at the intact body in surprise, it didn't explode?

Immediately afterwards, they saw a horrific scene, surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, blue eyes opened one by one, and hundreds of silver-white giant wolves wrapped in layers outside the black mist, completely surrounding them.

Ring Spirit: "..."

The dazzling glare bloomed again, and then the Ring Spirits knew nothing...

boom!boom!boom!boom----

Roaring explosions continued one after another, thunder raged, and the sky overflowed with an extremely strong white light.The huge white ball swelled and expanded, unable to suppress the terrifying energy in the center, it exploded with a bang.

Boom! !

The flickering light rushed outward, illuminating the night once again, and the dark clouds in the sky dissipated.

Russell stepped on the water, and getting the ring spirit was the first step, and then he had to deal another blow to the Isinger coalition forces.

The water splashed all over the sky again, forming a tsunami-like water wall. Most of the rainwater will disappear tomorrow if it is not used today. Based on the principle of shameful waste, Russell waved his hand and gave it all to the army of orcs who came from afar.

The valley was trembling, the waves were roaring, thousands of horses were rolling down like dumbfounded, and the momentum shook the sky!

"Unfortunately, the rain is a little lighter after all."

Russell floated to the ground, regardless of the casualties of the orcs, he was eager to return to the Horn Fort for a meal.Suddenly, a scene of the old man exchanging a shield for a wooden plank in the child's hand appeared in his mind, he subconsciously stopped, and thrust the Peerless Blade into the ground with his backhand.

"Oh, damn it, old man, it would be nice if you didn't give it to him..."

Speaking of this, Russell shook his head slightly, but he didn't see any movement. The gurgling stream condensed into a big hand, grabbed the flying dragon and threw it by the wall of the Horn Fort.

This flying dragon lost half of its wings, fell from a high altitude and suffered internal injuries, and was caught in the aftermath of the thunder explosion, barely hanging on with only one breath left.After being pinched and thrown by a big hand, he kicked his feet immediately, and he died with regret.

Russell sat down on the half-orc's corpse, muttering to himself: "I'm just not cruel enough, which caused me to blow the cold wind alone in the middle of the night. This is far worse than Gandalf!"

……

Fort Horn!

Sitting in the tower, Theoden looked at the flying dragon appearing beside the city wall with a puzzled look on his face.

"Legolas, what does Wizard Russell mean?"

Legolas swallowed, and said concisely: "Eat!"

Theoden: "..."

Sorry, can you speak human language? I didn't understand the elf language just now!

Chapter 384 Eating Feilong Today, I'm So Happy

the next day!

A heavy rain swept away restlessness, and the rain-washed sky was extraordinarily blue. Climbing up the deep stream wall of Fort Horn, one could easily see into the distance.

Dust and sand were flying all over the sky, and the black square army formations were neatly arranged outside the valley. The air of killing soared into the sky, and the air seemed to freeze, and it was extremely difficult to take a breath every time.

But this killing spread to the front of the valley, and then came to an abrupt end. No one dared to take a step over the tens of thousands of Essinger coalition forces.

The corpses of two half-orcs were superimposed, Russell sat on the corpses, and the Peerless Blade stood on the ground, facing thousands of troops alone.

Comparable to the confrontation in mythical epics, this scene will surely be passed down to the world, writing the strongest stroke in the history books of the third era, as the beginning of the rise of the human race!

……

In the valley, Rohan's soldiers pushed the carts and chanted. They picked up the armor and steel knives on the ground, and returned to the castle to distribute them to the militia without weapons and defenses.

This was Theoden's decision. After last night, the orcs fled in defeat, leaving bows, arrows, armor, swords, and corpses all over the floor.Corpses are fine, but strategic materials such as weapons and armor cannot be left alone, especially bows and arrows, which are indispensable when defending the city.

The soldiers peeled off the armor from the half-orc's body, took out the kerosene they carried with them and poured it on. When the Isinger coalition forces charged next time, the kerosene would make them feel the enthusiasm of the Rohan people.

The soldiers were busy shuttling back and forth, raising their heads to look at Russell's back from time to time, their eyes filled with admiration. Thinking of what happened last night, their hearts surged for a long time and could not stop.

The people on horseback admired bravery, but if they were alone, they would kill tens of thousands of enemies in fear, and they would not even have the courage to charge, and they would probably be willing to die.

"Russell, the iron pot you asked for has been boiled, and the herbs are ready." Aragorn came to Russell on horseback. He was very happy to eat the flying dragon today.

The monster flying dragon is the same as the nightmare, it is a monster born in the dark, theoretically it cannot be eaten, but Aragorn followed Russell from the Prancing Horse Hotel all the way to Helm's Deep. up.

"Finally ready, why is it so slow this time?" Russell complained, got up and walked towards the Horn Fort.

Outside the valley, the black army saw Russell getting up, all of them were very nervous. It wasn't until he turned and left that the hand that held the weapon tightly was slowly released.

……

At the gate of the Horn Fort, ten cauldrons were gurgling and tumbling, and other members of the Fellowship of the Ring commanded the Rohan soldiers to disembowel the flying dragon, and the wooden table was covered with sliced ​​meat.

Burning pots, adding firewood, arranging plates, carrying wine, boneless and shaving meat, a group of people were so busy that only Russell, the chef, was in place.

Russell has black lines all over his head. This style of painting is wrong. This battle is about the life and death of Rohan, so can't we be more serious?

Where is Theoden, and the Rohan warriors are so corrupt, don't they care?

Then, Russell saw Theoden, and he was the cook who was in charge of cutting the meat.

Russell: "..."

"Wizard Russell, you are from Rohann, these are what we should do!" Theoden put down the kitchen knife and wiped his hands with his apron. Knowing that Russell preferred this one, he held the knife himself.

Hussar king put down the king's sword and changed to a kitchen knife, wronged him!

Theoden thought very carefully, and the size of Feilong couldn't be boiled in one pot, so he specially ordered people to burn ten mouthfuls.Not afraid of waste, a group of Rohan generals headed by Theoden expressed their willingness to serve, as long as they have a mouthful of soup.

Russell rolled his eyes, and began to mix the soup according to the proportion... Ahem, it's the mixing of potions.Soon, the snowflake meat was shabu-shabu, and the fragrance filled the air. Theoden ordered people to reward the defenders with dragon meat, and the cheers became louder and louder.

"This glass, to the great Master Russell!" Theoden raised his glass high. Drinking alcohol before a battle is a taboo, but last night's battle almost secured victory, so it must be celebrated.

"To the great Master Russell!"