After leaving the ground on the magic carpet, Wayne took a look at the orcs and woodland elves who were in a fierce battle and whose casualties were increasing rapidly.

After thinking for a moment, he made a decision immediately.

Now that the enemy's ambush and commander have appeared and their morale is high, we should now give them a heavy blow to dispel their arrogance.

Thinking of this, he held up a Quen shield, dodging and blocking the weapons thrown at him by the orcs, and exchanged a glance with King Thranduil who had returned to the army.

His body quickly rose up, escaping from the attack range of the other orcs, and then rushed towards the position of the orc commander Borg, who was several hundred meters away.

However, what Wayne didn't know was that Borg, the son of the Orc leader Azog, had already known from the remaining Orcs in the Misty Mountains that there was a powerful person in the expedition team.

When he saw Wayne taking off on the magic carpet, he didn't seem too surprised.

With just one command, six strong ogres wearing fully enclosed metal plate armor and holding heavy shields and weapons immediately came to his side and protected him tightly in the middle.

Beside Borg, there were many elite Orc warriors standing ready for battle. They took out bows and crossbows, all aiming at Wayne in the sky, as if waiting for him to approach.

Faced with hundreds of long-range crossbows and heavy ogre warriors with amazing defense, Wayne couldn't attack head-on.

He casually pulled out three honeycomb bombs, lit them and threw them down as they flew over the heads of the orcs.

However, it seemed that even the existence of the alchemical bomb had been leaked. The orcs on the opposite side were well prepared. Facing the honeycomb bomb dropped from the sky, ogres holding heavy shields immediately rushed up.

There were several loud booms, booms, booms.

Although the honeycomb bomb was quite powerful, it did not cause any noticeable damage to the ogres who were equipped like metal cans.

Even if Wayne wanted to shoot giant arrows with the Dragon Roar Bow, he probably wouldn't be able to break through the defenses of these heavily armored ogres. Such a scene made him frown.

It seems that facing such a well-prepared enemy, most of the long-range attacks he currently has have become ineffective.

There is no better way except jumping down and taking the opponent's life by force while being surrounded.

However, just when Wayne was considering whether to take a risk and have a tough battle on the ground, Borg launched another killer move.

As he issued another order, a team of orcs carrying huge horns not far away immediately blew a melodious horn sound.

Wayne was startled when he saw this, and thought to himself: Could it be that the Orcs have other ambushes? He remained alert, looking around quickly, ready to deal with unexpected situations at any time.

Just as Wayne was guessing in his heart, accompanied by a few strange sharp screams, four figures dressed in black and exuding strong momentum suddenly rushed out from the dark forest behind the Orc army.

They were wearing black cloaks, and their armor gave off an ominous aura. It was dark inside their helmets, and only vague human faces could be seen.

What is most surprising is that these four knights are not riding war horses, but ferocious monsters similar to wyverns.

From the moment they appeared on the scene, there was a terrifying aura that continued to spread from these black knights. Even the orcs holding weapons could not help but reveal expressions of fear.

The four black knights did not make any sound. After coming out of the dark forest, they rushed straight towards Wayne in mid-air.

The four flying dragons beneath them had ferocious expressions, flapped their wings, and made irritating roars, as if they were messengers of disaster, flying quickly with their masters.

It's a Ringwraith! And the other party is not alive.

With just one glance, Wayne recognized the identities of these Ringwraiths, but he was not afraid, just a little surprised.

These guys did not appear in the original Hobbit movie. It seems that it was the butterfly effect he caused that attracted Sauron's sharpest minions.

He didn't know what kind of flying dragons these were, but the four Ringwraiths were very fast and soon rushed to a position less than 300 meters away from him.

Wayne looked at his magic flying carpet and felt that this precious flying prop would not be able to withstand the attacks of the Ringwraiths and the dragons.

Facing the pursuit of the four flying dragon Ringwraiths, he didn't think much and flew quickly towards the palace of the Woodland Kingdom behind him.

Although he didn't know what confidence these four Ringwraiths had to besiege him, he didn't dare to risk his magic carpet. He had to wait until these guys were killed before he could continue to use it.

Seeing that Wayne seemed to want to escape, not only did the Ringwraiths chase him faster, but even the Orc warriors below also boosted their morale. They all cheered excitedly as if some climax had occurred.

Fortunately, Wayne was not far from the Woodland Kingdom. After chasing the four Ringwraiths, it only took him a dozen seconds to fly to a broken city wall.

He rolled on the ground, then put the magic carpet and the Sword of Promised Victory into the space bracelet, drew out the Statik Electric Blade from his waist, assumed a defensive fighting posture, and waited for the arrival of the Ringwraiths.

When dealing with humanoid creatures like the Ringwraiths, the short sword is more flexible and can more easily demonstrate his strength as a swordsman.

As the Ringwraiths chosen by Sauron in the past, each of them is the most outstanding warrior among humans and has considerable combat experience.

The first one to rush towards Wayne was a Ringwraith holding a black sword. The moment the dragon under him pounced on Wayne, he jumped down with the sword raised. The sword light in his hand blocked Wayne's escape direction. It was obvious that he had a plan in mind.

And just as Wayne expected, he retreated and avoided the dragon's attack, and while dodging, he also put his chest under his sword.

However, unlike what the Ringwraith had expected, facing the sword light that was as cruel and treacherous as a poisonous snake, Wayne did not choose to dodge or block, but directly stretched out his left hand and grabbed it like lightning.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

The black sword and the iron gauntlet intertwined, sparks flying everywhere.

As the Ringwraiths had expected, the broken arms or fingers did not happen. What Wayne wore on his left hand was a hard arm armor made of fine gold. Although the black sword in the Ringwraith's hand had been enchanted by magic, it still could not cause substantial damage to this extremely hard metal. Instead, the swinging sword was grabbed by Wayne.

After grabbing the sword, Wayne pulled it back with force, causing the Ringwraith to lose his balance. He took the opportunity to slash at his neck with the Statikk Electric Blade in his hand without mercy.

However, this Ringwraith had rich combat experience. The moment he realized something was wrong, he immediately dropped the sword in his hand, retreated quickly, and narrowly avoided Wayne's attack.

Although he dodged quite miserably, Wayne had no chance to pursue because the other three Ringwraiths also attacked him one after another.

Unfortunately, the flying dragons were too huge to form an effective encirclement around the three Ringwraiths. Master Wayne, a master of swordsmanship, easily defeated their combined attacks and avoided the siege.

However, as almost immortal beings, the Ringwraiths did not retreat at all. After their first attack failed, they immediately jumped off the dragon and, together with their companions, gave Wayne a righteous beating.

However, Master Wayne was also waiting for this moment. When the four Ringwraiths all surrounded him and formed a siege, his figure suddenly disappeared in an instant, and then appeared seven or eight meters away from the Ringwraiths.

It happened in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, Wayne first threw three North Wind bombs directly over, then put his hands together, and the chaos magic power in his body gushed out. He used hand seals to perform a charged and enhanced version of the Igni Seal.

First, they were caught off guard and their bodies were frozen by the cold air of the North Wind Bomb. Then, they were seriously injured in the explosion of high-temperature flames that had almost condensed into a dark blue flame.

However, after a successful attack, Wayne was still merciless. He knew very well that the Ringwraiths were no longer ordinary lives. Even though they were severely injured by both fire and frost, they still continued to attack.

The five-second skill interval had just passed, and regardless of the remaining high temperature, his body immediately flashed to the side of several Ringwraiths, and before these black knights could react, he chopped off their heads with the Statik electric blade in his hand.

Gulu! Gulu! Gulu!

A head wearing a metal helmet rolled down the city wall. Although the expression inside was still impossible to see, Wayne could imagine how frustrated they were at the moment.

There was no way. The Demon Hunter's movements were too fast, and his every move was beyond their expectations. Whether it was the spellcasting ability, the flash ability, or the freezing bomb, they were all beyond the expectations of these Ringwraiths, making it impossible for these skilled warriors to display their full strength.

Even though these Ringwraiths were created by the Dark Lord using dark magic, they could no longer fight after their heads were chopped off. They soon turned into a cloud of black smoke and dissipated into the air.

As for the four flying dragons that had lost their owners, they might be quite troublesome to others, but to Wayne, who possessed the Dragon Roar Bow and had superb archery skills, they were just moving targets in the sky. Even if they had the ability to fly, they could not escape his pursuit.

Soon, after the four Ringwraiths and his mount were dealt with, Wayne breathed a sigh of relief.

He took a look at the battle situation inside the city wall.

After discovering that the woodland elves had been fighting and retreating, they moved the battlefield from the ground to underground, to an underground palace that they had been operating for a long time and were familiar with the terrain.

He took another breath, took out the magic carpet again, and flew this flying prop towards the location of Borg, the commander of the Orcs.

Now that he has killed the most powerful Ringwraith, he doesn't need to hide his strength anymore. He should quickly kill the Orc commander to speed up the defeat of the Orc army, so that the elves of the Woodland Kingdom can preserve more strength.

Just do it if you want to.

After setting the target, Wayne drove the magic flying carpet into the air at the fastest speed, and then flew quickly towards the position of the orc commander.

However, Wayne didn't know that his appearance scared all the orcs present.

Neither Borg nor the other Orc warriors could imagine it. It was difficult for them to understand and even their brains went blank.

You know, the nine Ringwraiths are their bosses and the most powerful warriors under the Dark Lord Sauron. It can almost be said that they are out of their reach.

However, these four powerful warriors were all turned into ashes within five minutes in front of the short elf warrior in front of them. This was simply beyond their imagination.

However, Master Wayne didn't care what these Orc bastards thought, and rushed directly to Borg and his command center at an extremely fast speed.

There was no verbal communication.

Master Wayne took out more than fifty alchemical bombs directly from the bracelet, and then threw them towards Borg's location in one breath like a scattering of flowers.

He had figured it out. The reason why the three bombs last time didn't hurt the metal-can ogres was not because they were too hard, but because he threw too few bombs.

Any lack of lethality is simply due to insufficient firepower.

If one isn't enough, then try ten. If ten aren't enough, then try a hundred. Anyway, he has plenty of money now and doesn't care about the consumption.

Sure enough, this time after he threw more than fifty bombs at once, even though the ogres tried their best to block them, they could only block the impact of six or seven bombs and were unable to block all of them.

In a wave of explosions that was like the collapse of the sky and the splitting of the earth, even the screams from below were drowned out by the rumbling sound of the explosions.

When the dust settled, Wayne didn't even need to take action. The orc leader Borg, who had just been protected by the ogres, had been blown into pieces in the violent explosions. He was mixed with the corpses of other orcs around him and had disappeared.

The orc army lost the Ringwraiths and their commander one after another, and was then shocked by Wayne's violent explosion.

The morale of these orcs was rapidly dissipating at a speed almost visible to the naked eye, and even their enthusiasm for attacking was greatly weakened.

Seeing this situation, Master Wayne would of course kill them all and beat the fallen dog even more cruelly.

He took out the Sword of Promised Victory again, and then activated the mirror stand-in. Together with six equally intimidating stands, he started an unparalleled mowing mode among the Orc warriors, cooperating with each other and killing them indiscriminately.

Faced with this super strong man who killed the Ringwraith warriors and bombed their commander, any Orc warrior would appear timid in front of him and would be unable to exert their original combat effectiveness.

In addition, Wayne is now attacking from the rear, and with the precise strikes of the Flash skill, he is sandwiched between the elf warriors underground. With the increase and decrease of one, the lethality is multiplied, and soon the orcs on the ground are killed and screaming for their parents, and their army is completely defeated.

The battle lasted for about two hours. Wayne never went underground, but was chasing those hateful orcs on the ground. The Sword of Promised Victory in his hand became sharper, stronger, and lighter because of killing a large number of evil creatures.

In the end, this sword of justice had reached the point where it could cut the orcs in half, including their armor, with one stroke. The improvement was so great that it made Lord Wayne more and more courageous, and he even achieved the achievement of killing a thousand people.

When the war was coming to an end, when the elven warriors who had been hiding underground fought back from underground, they saw the countless corpses piled up like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood around Wayne, and they were all shocked and speechless.

The Elf Prince Legolas and many young elves all looked at Wayne with admiration, as if they were looking at a hero who saved the world. Even the knowledgeable King Thranduil couldn't help but sigh:

"You are the most powerful warrior I have ever seen, Wayne. I am afraid that only the heroes who fought in epic battles in the First Age can be compared with you."

Wayne was not too modest about his own strength. He nodded to the Elf King, thanked him for the compliment, and then said thoughtfully:

"Your Majesty Thranduil, when the battle just started, I killed four Ringwraiths who were supposed to ambush me. Apparently, Sauron's dark minions also participated in this war."

"However, there are nine Ringwraiths in total, and there is a powerful being like the Witch-king of Angmar. They should not be able to confirm my location."

"I think the Lonely Mountain may have also suffered a surprise attack. Perhaps the other Ringwraiths and the Witch-king of Angmar are leading a large army to attack the Lonely Mountain."

Thranduil thought for a moment after hearing this, and nodded in agreement with Wayne's opinion. However, his expression was slightly gloomy, and he said with a sad tone: "Perhaps your guess is very likely, but Wayne, in the war just now, our woodland elves also suffered heavy losses."

"Even if we want to support Lonely Mountain, we have to wait for a few days until we have rescued the wounded before we can continue the action. I have to be responsible for my people."

Wayne nodded and sighed when he heard this.

"I left my battle partner Deathclaw in Lonely Mountain. I hope it can help the dwarves hold on for a little longer."

"But to be on the safe side, I will set out early tomorrow morning. I hope I can still make it in time."

(End of this chapter)