When Fang Zheng arrived at the Rohan Palace, it had been completely mobilized. The soldiers were ready to go, and everyone else was busy with their own affairs.

"Ah, sir."

Seeing Fang Zheng coming, the old king, wearing armor and holding a helmet, hurried out and nodded to him.

"As you can see, the beacons of Minas Tirith are ablaze, and Gondor is calling for help."

"I see, Your Majesty."

Hearing the old king's words, Fang Zheng nodded, then he glanced at the busy crowd around him.

"It seems you have made a decision?"

"Yes, we will have two days to gather the soldiers and send a message to everyone to assemble at Dunharrow. In three days we will rush to Gondor."

Facing the old king's answer, Fang Zheng chuckled.

"Then if you don't mind me joining in, I'll take part."

"you?"

The old king was stunned for a moment, looking embarrassed.

"This... speed is of the essence in war, but sir, your..."

He had seen how slow Fang Zheng's metal chariot was. If it was just a simple battle, the old king would not mind, and would even welcome it. But now it was Gondor asking for help. By the time Fang Zheng's metal chariot arrived, Minas Tirith would probably be left with only rubble and broken tiles.

"Haha, don't worry, I'm going alone this time."

"That's great... I'll prepare a horse for you right away. We have plenty of good horses in Rohan..."

"Oh, there's no need for that."

Fang Zheng waved his hand, interrupting the old king.

"In fact, as for transportation, I have brought my own, so Your Majesty doesn't need to worry about it."

"That's good."

The old king also nodded, then extended his hand to Fang Zheng.

"Then welcome to join us, Mr. Fang Zheng."

"You are welcome."

Fang Zheng smiled and shook the old king's outstretched hand.

After a few pleasantries, the old king went about his business, while Fang Zheng leisurely strolled around with his hands behind his back. At the moment, everyone was preparing for the upcoming war. Knights rode out on their horses and began to gather for battle. On both sides of the road, women and children stood there, watching their soldiers leave. Among them were their fathers, husbands, and sons. Everyone knew that not everyone would be able to return safely after the war.

"They are all cavalry. If only I could recruit a legion of ferocious dwarves."

At this moment, Fang Zheng heard the voice of a dwarf not far away. He turned around and saw that the dwarf and the elf prince were riding on the same horse. The elf prince was sitting in front holding the reins, while the dwarf was sitting behind him like a little bird, holding the elf prince's waist...

Phew, this scene looks really funny. I wonder if the Goddess of Order supports this couple.

“Yo.”

Fang Zheng thought of this, walked over with a smile and waved to the two of them.

"Yo, wizard."

Hearing Fang Zheng's voice, the dwarf waved his hands excitedly at him.

"Are you here to see us off?"

"No, I will go with you this time. I also want to see Sauron's army and Minas Tirith."

"Where are those little girls?"

"Of course they stay here and continue their work."

"So you're coming with us?"

The dwarf looked at Fang Zheng with a smile.

"Can you ride a horse?"

"Yes, but I have my own horse this time."

"You have a warhorse?"

"certainly."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng stretched out his hand and gently stroked the air around him. Soon, a burst of light appeared, and then a strange thing appeared in front of everyone.

It was a black motorcycle, with a low and narrow body, two huge tires one in front and one behind, and armor-like fenders on the side. Two huge jet nozzles spread out along the back of the body, making it look like a ferocious beast.

“…”

Seeing this scene, the elves and dwarves were stunned, while Fang Zheng looked at them, smiled and patted Fenrir beside him.

"How is it? This thing is much more powerful than a war horse."

"Hey, this thing is really interesting. I want to ride it. Can you give me a ride?"

"Sorry, this is a single seat."

Faced with the dwarf's excited request, Fang Zheng decisively refused. If it was a soft girl, he wouldn't mind holding her in his arms, but forget about a fat, short, strong, drunken male dwarf.

Of course, female dwarves are not allowed either.

"Sir, what are you doing..."

At this moment, the prince and the old king also saw the motorcycle beside Fang Zheng, and they immediately walked over in surprise. Fang Zheng turned over, sat on the motorcycle, and waved to the two of them with a smile.

"See, I told you, I have my own warhorse."

“This is truly miraculous…”

Looking at the strange thing under Fang Zheng that seemed to be made entirely of steel, the two sighed. They had thought that as a wizard, Fang Zheng might use some special means. But even they only thought that Fang Zheng could summon or control legendary animals such as unicorns and war wolves. As it turned out, the young wizard in front of them could always break their imaginations again and again.

"Sir, how fast can your iron horse run?"

The prince looked at Fenrir who was sitting there curiously and asked.

"Haha, guess."

Fang Zheng did not directly answer Prince Rohan's question, but just laughed. Then he looked at the old king and nodded to him.

"I'm faster, so I will go to Minas Tirith first and tell them the news of Rohan's aid. At the same time, I will also go to Minas Tirith to see the situation, and then tell you the situation over there. Then, we'll see you at Dunharrow."

"No problem, Mr. Fang Zheng, thank you for your help."

Hearing Fang Zheng's words, the old king nodded. After all, the communication in this era was too backward. For example, Gondor had lit the beacon fire, but they had no idea whether Rohan would really come to help them. Moreover, the old king did not know what the situation was in Minas Tirith. Was Sauron's army of Mordor on the way? Or had it surrounded Minas Tirith? How many types of troops did they have? What kind of enemies were there? From which direction would they launch the attack?

The sooner they knew the news, the more prepared they would be. But time waits for no one, and the information transmission in this world is very backward. If they want to know this now, they can only send out scouts in advance and search for information.

And now that Fang Zheng has taken the initiative to ask for the task of being a scout, others will naturally not object.

Thinking of this, the old king reached into his arms, took out a book tube with a wax seal and handed it over.

"Take this with you to Minas Tirith and let Gondor know that we Rohan never break our promises!"

"OK."

Fang Zheng took the book tube and nodded to everyone. Then he suddenly turned around and gripped the handle tightly. Then, accompanied by a roar, the next moment everyone saw Fang Zheng riding Fenrir and turning into a black phantom, rushing out of the royal city and galloping straight into the depths of the plain. He disappeared in the blink of an eye.

“…”

Seeing this scene, the dwarf's eyes widened.

“This thing is really fast!”

It would take several days for cavalry to get from Rohan to Gondor, but for Fang Zheng, it only took less than a few hours. If he hadn't had to cross plains, hills and forests, it might have been even faster. In fact, when the sun was high in the sky, the magnificent White City in the movie appeared in front of him.

"Well, now it really looks like that, let's quickly take a video..."

Looking at the White City of Minas Tirith in front of him, Fang Zheng muttered to himself as he picked up his personal terminal and took a photo of the city. After all, he knew that it would not be long before the White City would be completely engulfed in smoke and flames of war...

“——!!!”

At this moment, Fang Zheng saw a group of soldiers fleeing from another city not far from Baicheng. They were riding their horses and fleeing madly towards Baicheng. Behind them, thick dark clouds blocked the sunlight, and guys wearing black robes and riding on winged lizard-like monsters were attacking them.

"Yo huh? The Ringwraiths?"

Seeing this, Fang Zheng's eyes lit up.

I've always wanted to fight this thing!

Finally it’s delivered to my door!

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng put away his personal terminal without hesitation, and then stepped on the accelerator again. The next moment, the giant steel beast under him let out a deafening roar, and carried Fang Zheng forward, rushing down the hillside and rushing towards the battlefield in the distance!

"Run! The Ringwraiths are coming!!"

At the same time, the soldiers screamed and fled under the pursuit of the Ringwraiths. They had no way to fight against the most terrifying monster in the legend. The sound of the Ringwraiths' mounts was enough to make people feel a splitting headache and unimaginable pain and fear. The sharp claws of the monsters could easily tear the soldiers' armor, grab them into the sky, and then tear them into pieces.

"Hurry up, don't stop!!"

The leading general turned around and loudly urged his soldiers to follow. They could do nothing but run away. The Ringwraiths rode their ferocious beasts and circled over the fleeing soldiers, swooping down from time to time to take the lives of several soldiers.

“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!”

At this moment, suddenly, the general heard a strange sound coming from not far away. He subconsciously turned his head and looked towards the place where the sound came from. Then he suddenly widened his eyes in surprise.

"Hey, come on, Sun thief!"

Staring at the Ringwraiths in front of him, Fang Zheng shouted loudly, and then he saw the panels on both sides of the motorcycle opened with a "snap", revealing the blades hidden inside. Then Fang Zheng stretched out his right hand and pulled out the greatsword, then he jumped up with the motorcycle, and swung the silver-white greatsword in his hand, burning with flames, at the Ringwraiths in front of him!

With a flash of sword light, the head of the beast controlled by the Ringwraith fell to the ground. Without its head, the beast lost its domineering aura in the sky and fell straight to the ground. Seeing that things were not going well, the Ringwraith riding on it tried to escape, but at this moment, Fang Zheng swung his right hand suddenly, and the next moment the flaming sword swept across and directly chopped off the head of the Ringwraith.

“——!!!!”

At the moment its head was chopped off, the Ringwraith in mid-air suddenly let out a shrill scream, and its body began to shrink like a deflated ball, and then it exploded with a "bang" and disappeared into invisible smoke in the air.

Seeing their companions being killed, the remaining two Ringwraiths also hurriedly turned around and rushed towards Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng also turned after landing, holding the big sword in his hand and driving fast again, rushing towards the two Ringwraiths who were controlling the ferocious beasts.

“His ...

Facing Fang Zheng who was rushing towards him, a Ringwraith controlled a ferocious beast to pounce down from the sky and stretched out his claws directly towards Fang Zheng, wanting to grab this damn enemy and throw him directly from the sky.

But just as it fell, Fang Zheng suddenly stepped on the accelerator and accelerated again. At the same time, he raised the flaming sword high in his right hand. The flaming sword left a dazzling and hot flame trail in the sky, and rushed forward towards the Ringwraith and the ferocious beast, splitting it in half along with its mount. Then, amid the strange screams and explosions, the second Ringwraith also exploded and disappeared.

Seeing its two companions being destroyed one after another, the last Ringwraith was obviously frightened. It hurriedly pulled up its mount, increased its altitude, circled in the air, and then hurriedly flew towards the black clouds in the distance.

"Tsk, just run away like that."

Fang Zheng retracted his sword reluctantly, looked at the black spot in the distance, and shook his head.

Forget it, it won’t be too late to deal with you after the war starts.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng turned around and drove Fenrir towards White City.