Chapter 307: The Fall of the Shire
"Let the women and the children go, we stay and buy some time." Bilbo said, biting the teeth that were not much left.
"Okay, Bilbo, but I think they need a leader to take them away, and you are the most suitable one to take them to Buli, and the defenders there need to know what's going on here."
"I get it, leave it to me." Bilbo Baggins said.
Without any shirk or dispute, these hobbits, as residents of this war-torn country, were also rigorously trained by the soldiers, while the women and children followed Bilbo Baggins and retreated to Bli.
The sky became dark and even the air became extremely cold. The originally lush fields and lush trees were covered with layers of frost. The frost was not as white and transparent as before, but black, as thick as the mud at the bottom of the swamp.
This is an inevitable phenomenon when the negative energy in an area condenses beyond a certain critical point. Endless negative energy invades all areas they cover, taking away all vitality and spreading death. This is the scene of black blizzards, high-level necromancers or a large number of necromancers gathering together.
Under the black clouds, twenty Japanese soldiers wearing yellow military uniforms of the grassland during World War II, surrounded by nearly a hundred strengthened orcs, each of them was covered with powerful negative energy auras, layer by layer, like a group of evil ghosts rushing out of hell, coming in a fierce manner.
"Oh my god, Joseph, we can't defeat such an enemy." The young Hobbit scout Carlin looked at the dagger and the sling rope in his hand, and said in despair.
The Hobbits in this world are excellent scouts and thieves, but due to innate conditions, there are no powerful warriors or spellcasters.
"I know." Joseph looked at him, "Did you see the speed of those things? Bilbo left with the women and the children, and we must buy them enough time."
"Okay, for the Shire."
"For women and children."
The passion in my heart seemed to drive away some chill for a while, and the Hobbits disappeared into the shadow of the village.
The darkness is approaching, and the originally green land has turned into barren. The originally full and attractive vegetables and fruits have become distorted and terrifying under the erosion of a large amount of negative energy.
The water in the canal was cut off, and the accumulated water inside turned into black frost. From time to time, there were screams of livestock frozen to death.
Dede, the Hobbits held the weapons in their hands, as if they were holding a piece of ice, and their hands and feet had begun to numb in the cold wind.
"Dad, I'm cold."
The little girl appeared beside Joseph in her pajamas.
"Pamela, why are you still here?"
"I don't know, I fell asleep and woke up and found that everyone was gone, only my doll was still there."
Joseph looked outside and his face became extremely ugly. The enemy was already in front of him, and there was no time to send the confused girl away.
"Hurry up, hide in the cellar, never come out." Joseph picked up his daughter, opened the cellar door, walked to the innermost point, and hid her daughter.
"Be good, dad is going to beat the bad guys. You are hiding here and waiting for us to come back."
"Well, my doll will accompany me." The little girl said sensibly, holding a cloth doll.
Joseph closed the door and walked into the darkness outside.
"Hmph, although the smell of blood of living beings is prepared, it is meaningless." Okamura Nishi looked at the dark village, and his pale soul flame flashed in his pupils.
"Let's start, my soul has already felt the best." Tanisuo said.
"Yoxi, Gu Jun, I'll leave this here to you."
Tani Shoufu pulled out the command knife, and suddenly the aura of hundreds of thousands of unjust souls emanated from the knife.
"Burn all, kill them all, grab them all!"
Brainwashed strong orcs flocked to the ground.
"I hit them, but it didn't work."
The powerful stone bombs shot from various hidden places and hit the target accurately, but hitting these powerful orcs just shaking them for a while, but exposing their own movements.
These powerful orcs move extremely fast, and their arms are equipped with sharp iron claws, emitting an unpleasant smell. They are no longer creatures, but products of necross spells combined with alchemy.
"Damn it, use enchantment bullets," shouted Joseph.
The stone bomb with flames and light magic hit several strong orcs, but the light was like a torch thrown into the water, flashing and disappearing. In the negative energy field composed of chaos and darkness, the power representing order was too weak, just like a glass of water that could not extinguish a cart of burning firewood.
For the Hobbits, ineffective attacks mean their exposure. They sadly discovered that although their enchanted swords and daggers could penetrate the opponent's body, they could not kill the opponent, and the opponent's attack was extremely fatal.
These powerful orcs carry terrible viruses on them, and they will be infected as long as they are approached.
The Hobbits fell down one by one, and after a moment, they stood up again and waved their blades at their former companions.
The wailing sound of death echoed in the fields of Charles, representing the light of the Hobbits' life, extinguishing one by one.
Joseph pulled out the crossbow and installed the last crossbow arrow. These crossbow arrows were enchanted by Gandalf himself. In the previous battle, he relied on these and shot three strong orcs. The militias in the entire village were almost wiped out, and less than ten of the enemies fell.
The bowstring strangled his hand and fell down one finger. The death-like cold was about to take away the heat from his body. He raised the crossbow arrow, aimed at a yellow human figure under the black cloud, and pulled the crossbow arrow.
"Swoosh"
The magic-containing crossbow arrow almost ignored the resistance of the air. Tani Shoufu had only time to raise his arm and block his chest. The crossbow arrow exploded on his forearm. The burning white flames turned a small piece of his arm into ashes, and then extinguished it. His command knife fell to the ground, making a slash sound like boiling oil entering water.
"Baga!"
Tani Shouo stepped forward angrily, kicked the Hobbit Captain who was almost unconscious, and then raised his military boots and stepped on his head.
The miserable blue flames burned the village, turning it into a deserted and expanded evil army, and led by their extremely evil officers, headed to their next target-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
On the ruins of the village of Charles, a little girl's ghost wandered, looking for her relatives in a daze.
Several days later, Buli became a deserted land. This once prosperous adventurer paradise was unable to resist the invasion of the East China Sea army. Except for a few people who escaped, they were all transformed into undead creatures.
"This will be our new base. We will use Charles as our foundation and use our power to destroy the entire Middle Earth. Whether it is the elves, the kingdom of mankind, or Mordor, it will be the ruins under our feet."
"The creatures here are very excellent materials. With these, our transformation research can surpass Aisinger in a very short time. Hehe, compared to us, Sharaman is just a child who just learned to play with mud." Mikami Mikami and Shiro Ishii said, "The hands were covered with blood and internal organs.
Abe, who was strengthened by Onmyoji, is a very powerful psychic, especially in the summoning and driving of ghosts. Under his leadership, a castle with a strong yin energy rose from the ground on the ruins of Buli. The undead of the former Japanese military-nation idea was constantly awakened and belonged to their original commanders. While the forces in the Middle Earth were still worried about Sauron's rebirth, the East China Sea team, which was forced to a dead end, was creating a truly terrifying army, and their power was expanding at geometric levels.
At the same time, on the road from Buli to Rivendale, Bilbo Perkins and dozens of survivors of the Buli Battle fled again. In the dozens of miles behind them, a gang consisting of zombie dogs, strong orcs, ghouls and other monsters, led by one-armed commander Tani Shouo, chased them all the way.
What happened these days is simply a nightmare. As a military center of Charles, Buli has tens of thousands of residents and nearly a thousand militias, and is stationed with a cavalry unit of more than 100 people and nearly 100 adventurers. Among them, there are nearly 500 people with fighting spirit. However, such a powerful military force is vulnerable to the extremely evil and dark force.
They are almost immortal, not afraid of pain, not afraid, and do not need rest. Their weapons are highly poisonous, and their body fluids contain bacteria. As long as they have fought with them, regardless of whether they are injured or not, they will gradually become one of them, men, women, elderly people, and children, without exception.
Bilbo swore that he would rather face Smaug again than face this army of pure evil, just because one had a glimmer of hope and the other was despair.
Chapter completed!