Chapter 81 Return and coordinates, a miraculous change

Middle-earth, Autumn, 2941 of the Third Age.

The Lonely Mountain without the dragons was like an old man who had survived another cold winter and regained his vitality in the spring of the second year.

Of course, this vitality, like a last ray of light, was produced after countless lives had passed.

The sky was gray with smoke, and the sun shone through the thick clouds, casting mottled light and shadows.

The first to charge was the Iron Hill Dwarf Corps. They were wearing heavy armor, riding chariots, holding axes and spears, and rushed towards the Orc Corps unstoppably.

Although they were short in stature, the dwarves at this moment were really like steel giants in momentum.

Behind the dwarves was the human coalition of Changhu Town. Although they had a variety of equipment, such a nearly ragtag army still held weapons and firmly formed the second line of defense.

On the south side of the battlefield, three thousand woodland elf archers had already been ready. As the dwarf army launched a charge, the elves also bent their bows and put arrows on them in unison, and the arrows were as dense as raindrops.

Every time the elves fired a volley, a thousand-man square of the orc army in the rear fell visibly.

This annoyed Azog, the orc leader standing on the hillside. Although the orcs were worthless in his eyes, he could not accept that a square fell in this round of volleys.

The orcs had an absolute advantage in numbers, but they could not withstand such consumption.

As the new command horn sounded, countless wolf cavalry composed of wargs and even the ogres squatting in the rear rushed towards the elves.

At this time, the giant eagles in the sky also came from the Misty Mountains. As the capable generals of Manwe, the head of the Valar (the main god), and the descendants of Maia (the secondary god), the giant eagles were extremely powerful.

Not to mention the giant eagle king Thorondor, whose strength is comparable to that of the evil dragon Smaug, just the ordinary giant eagles hovering on the battlefield now, every flap of their wings can overturn dozens or hundreds of orcs, and a pair of sharp claws can easily pierce the head of a giant ogre.

Similarly, the orcs' worldly enemy, the skin-changer Beorn, transformed into a giant bear and rushed towards the rushing wolf cavalry alone.

However, although he was alone, he was screamed and wailed everywhere he went. In a few minutes, he killed thousands of wolf cavalry.

But Beorn still felt it was not enough, then turned around and charged back.

Arrow rain, giant beasts, chariots, catapults, the entire battlefield was like a huge meat grinder, and everyone was in chaos.

…

In the empty lonely mountain, under an arch on the east side, Ino quietly watched the battle below.

Whether in this life or the past life, it was the first time for him to personally experience such a large-scale cold weapon battlefield.

In such a scene, personal power is too small... Perhaps only the gorgeous flames in the Paris cemetery can play a role here.

He looked down at the elder wand in his hand. This scale of battle may not be something he can participate in now.

Although he also wanted to hide aside and shoot cold arrows, the throbbing of returning came again.

As a last resort, he could only take out the broom, turn over and ride it, and fly in the opposite direction.

...

Flying all the way south.

I don’t know how long it took until the surrounding scenery began to gradually change.

Ino slowly lowered the broom.

Unlike before, this time he did not go directly back to Wiltshire when he left, but was on a quiet path.

A path paved with blue bricks, about three or four feet wide and dozens of meters long.

But I don’t know why, standing on this road, he felt a sense of peace, more at ease than in Hogwarts and in the Slytherin dormitory. Even when he was wandering with Teacher Hans, he didn’t feel this sense of security at this moment.

There was thick smoke on both sides of the blue brick road, and there were only two intersections not far ahead.

One was shrouded in gray fog, and the other was familiar with Wiltshire at a glance.

However, before he could make a choice, he felt a burning sensation on his right wrist.

The red maple leaf bracelet Doris gave him had disappeared at this moment. The bracelet turned into countless flying maple leaves in the air and then floated to the end of the path.

In the blink of an eye, a secluded path paved with red maple leaves was formed, turning the previous double-fork intersection into a standard three-fork intersection.

A magical perception, when Ino saw the red maple leaf, its information emerged in his mind, this is the path to the woodland elf kingdom.

But in the same way, he also knew in his perception that now, whether it was the red maple leaf or the fog, these two forks were not feasible.

At this moment, only the intersection leading to Wiltshire was passable.

Without any hesitation, Ino picked up the suitcase and walked towards the Wiltshire intersection.

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