The territory of Lun is vast, dominated by mountainous wastelands, and is the eastern border perceived by the Chinese people.
A long time ago, human beings were born in the Far East, and part of them moved westward, forming what is now the Middle Earth and Western Continent.
Some of them stayed in Rune and were ruled by the fallen Goth. After Morgoth was defeated and exiled by the gods, Rune was not liberated and fell into the hands of Sauron. He also naturally controlled all the Dongyi barbarians.
The humans currently living in Loen gather in tribes or clans. Their folk customs are "simple". Both men and women have been fierce and aggressive since childhood. In war, all the people can be soldiers.
Although the quality of life is mediocre, the Dongyi people are very skilled in combat.
Many years ago, the tribes of the Eastern Yi formed an alliance called the "Chariot People". This strategy of using two-wheeled chariots to clear the way pushed the Kingdom of Rhovanion across the board and inflicted heavy damage on the Kingdom of Gondor at that time.
Fortunately, Gondor was strong and finally defeated the chariot people, but from then on they formed a deadly feud with the Dongyi people.
The mastermind behind the invasion launched by the Chariot People is the greatest scourge in Middle-earth - the Dark Lord Sauron!
In short, whenever there are changes in Middle-earth, Sauron is the one who is likely to be the one standing in the way.
Huhu~
At this moment, groups of Dongyi soldiers came into Chu Xin's eyes, and his eyes were filled with astonishment.
They wore battle armor and UFO-shaped iron helmets on their heads, holding spears in their right hands and a shield in their left hands.
I don’t know if the design inspiration of Nadun comes from the packaging of KFC red bean pie.
The overall style of painting is somewhat different from that of the Western Continent.
The face under the helmet is also slightly different from that of the people from the Western Continent. The hair color is darker and darker brown, most of them have single eyelids, the eyes are narrow and shadowy, and the lips are thin and the chin is pointed.
They come from several tribes that are most loyal to Sauron. With Sauron's support, these tribes quickly became the most powerful beings in Loen.
"Didn't hit the skeleton dragon, launch the second round!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the trebuchet hidden on the hillside shook violently again, and huge boulders flew towards Chu Xin who lowered his altitude.
The Dongyi people are very smart. They will only shoot half of the amount in one round. When the second round is going on, they will reload the equipment from the first round.
Looking at these rocks, the speed of the diving Chu Xin did not slow down, and he used his extreme body skills to avoid most of them.
Peng!
He slapped his claws, and his slightly slender finger bones shattered a three-meter-diameter stone.
Even though it has been soaked in water for decades, it is still a keel, so it still has some hardness.
Hoo ho ho!
More rocks came towards him, and Chu Xin smashed them one by one without any panic.
The body, which is only a skeleton, cannot feel pain, but can judge the severity of its injuries based on the tactile feedback from various parts.
Boom~
Soon, Chu Xin slid down to thirty meters near the ground. His two thick thigh bones sank down, and his sharp claws plunged straight into the ground.
The scene is like a giant rake plowing the fields.
"withdraw!"
"Run quickly, don't use your trebuchet!"
"Enter the hole!"
The Dongyi soldiers were immediately frightened, threw away their helmets and armor, ran away, and used all their strength to get into the nearby cave tunnel.
These are not naturally formed, but are dug artificially.
Even though they reacted quickly, one-third of them were still exposed to Chu Xin's bone claws.
It's like pounding garlic with an iron rod, and everywhere it passes is a thick paste on the rocks.
rumble!
Chu Xin violently rubbed and hit the rock walls, causing countless rubbles to collapse, burying more Dongyi soldiers.
At this time, the Dongyi soldiers pushed out the medium-sized giant crossbows from the entrance of the cave, and shot out the giant spear-like arrows as if aiming a sniper rifle.
Just listen to the momentary hum of Li Xian and you will know that its power cannot be underestimated.
There are more than a dozen such crossbows in total.
More than a dozen giant arrows turned into life-threatening afterimages one after another. Half of them missed and penetrated deeply into the rock wall, while the other half hit Chu Xin all over his body, making a clear "crackling" sound when they collided.
Hard parts such as leg bones were not damaged, but the crossbow arrow collapsed into pieces.
However, there are fine traces of trauma in relatively fragile places such as ribs and wing bones. Although they are insignificant, they must be taken seriously.
Smaug is not a mythical character. In the final analysis, in Middle-earth, he is just a pyramid-level creature with a huge size, a long lifespan, and can breathe fire, not a god like Sauron or Gandalf. Smaug has flaws and limitations in every aspect.
"These arrows?"
Chu Xin grabbed one of them and stared at it carefully.
Extremely high density and stable structure.
It is not a black arrow that restrains itself, but its material is also very hard, so it is probably extremely rare.
In order to deal with themselves, the Dongyi people obviously spent a lot of money.
And speaking of black arrows, the last one has indeed been used and discarded, but that doesn’t mean that the dwarves can’t cast them again, as long as they have the raw materials for the arrows.
"It's still too weak at the moment. Let's harvest a wave of Dongyi people first." Chu Xin secretly said to himself.
If outsiders hear his evaluation of himself, they will definitely be so angry that they vomit blood. If this is called "too weak", then few people in the entire Middle-earth can be called strong.
Looking at the Dongyi soldiers huddled in the cave, Chu Xin was not anxious at all, but felt pity for the misery they were about to encounter.
boom--
Chu Xin was caught off guard and sprayed out skeleton flames from his mouth, pouring into the caves like a rolling torrent, burning out the air inside and igniting the human bodies that were screaming in agony.
When facing the enemy, Chu Xin always adopts ruthless and decisive methods. He can kill them immediately without any delay, and is more efficient than the Prince of Hell.
After three strikes, five strikes and two strikes, a large number of Dongyi soldiers died tragically.
When the remaining people saw this, they immediately felt that instead of being burned to death, it would be better to rush out and get a chance to survive.
They ran out in unison, taking off their useless and obstructive armor and stomach, and rolled and climbed up and down the steep hillside. Each of them was a perfect parkour master.
Chu Xin did not intend to let them go, so he glided in the wide and complicated canyon, his wings rubbing against the rock walls on both sides, and countless gravel fell down, randomly killing many lucky people.
For a moment, the scene was chaotic, and the soldiers were rolling around like dumplings, screaming again and again.
Woo——
Suddenly, an unexpected horn sound came from the front.
Immediately afterwards, short and nimble figures jumped out from the mountaintops on both sides.
With weapons in their mouths and their legs off the ground, they all jumped onto Chu Xin's back or wings. When they approached, they grabbed the skeleton with both hands and climbed up using their hands and feet.
During this period, most of them were knocked down by Chu Xin and turned into puddles of meat.
But there are still more than a dozen figures hanging on Chu Xin's thighs, ribs, spine, and wing bones, and they can't be shaken off like dog-skin plaster.
These ugly guys are exactly the Orcs who travel lightly into battle!
"For the Demon King!"
They shouted in unison, and used their weapons to chop Chu Xin's skeletal body as if they were dead.
Seeing that there was no result, several of them took out a jar from their waists, bit open the lid with their mouths, and sprinkled the dark blue viscous liquid on Chu Xin.
"ah!
"
Because Chu Xin was flying forward, a lot of liquid floated on Oak's cheeks or chest and abdomen, causing them to roar in pain.
In just a few seconds, their skin and flesh showed signs of burning and ulceration.
There is no doubt that this is a highly corrosive poison similar to sulfuric acid. It is produced by the Dongyi tribe in Lunen who specializes in poisons. However, because this mysterious tribe is almost extinct, the items it produces are very precious.
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Zizzizi~
After the venom touched Chu Xin, it immediately made a harsh sound, like thousands of worms eating each other.
Gradually, tiny depressions actually appeared on the surface of the dense bones, but each pit was only as small as the diameter of a hair.
The erosion of the venom continues, and although the effect is getting weaker, it is undoubtedly a shot in the arm, making the Orcs cheer.
boom!
boom!
So, they swung their swords one after another and concentrated on attacking the corroded parts of Chu Xin.
At the same time, the few Oaks who were accidentally contaminated by the venom fell unconscious, and their bones and even internal organs were damaged.
"What a giant dragon? It's just a stinky lizard with wings. All that's left is bones. And yet you dare to disobey the Dark Lord~ Just let me kill you, and the Lord will definitely promote me~"
At this moment, a scarred Oak crept forward along the back of Chu Xin's neck.
He stared hard at the flames in Chu Xin's empty eyes and wanted to throw the machete in his hand.
But Chu Xin was well aware of every move of these clowns. With a flick of his head, he lifted the Oak into the sky, then opened his mouth, and after opening and closing, the Oak was lifted into the sky.
Torn into pieces all over the sky.
The other Oaks were still chopping relentlessly, but they underestimated the hardness of the dragon's bones. Even with the blessing of corrosion, the inferior race of Oaks could not break through the defense.
Whoosh!
Chu Xin calmly twisted his body, spinning 360 degrees at high speed, turning into a skeletal cannon that suddenly accelerated.
In such a tyrannical "drying" mode, all the Oaks, without exception, flew high into the sky and landed nowhere.
As another mouthful of skeleton flame gushed out, seven or eight Dongyi soldiers followed suit.
Right now, only a few enemies are still alive, and they are all hiding in corners and shivering, surrendering to the terror of the dragon.
Wow!
Chu Xin flapped his wings and flew high, sweeping out of this long canyon.
Ahead is an endless stretch of wasteland, and the view instantly broadens.
In the sight, there is a small city built of rocks and wood in the distance. Looking from the outside to the inside, it looks like an ethnic village.
On the outside, there were soldiers wearing black armor stationed there.
There are about thousands of people living in the city.
Judging from their appearance and clothing, they are 100% Dongyi people.
To be precise, this is a tribe!
The soldiers obviously saw Chu Xin, and the city was soon filled with panic.
But what surprised Chu Xin was that after the brief chaos, both women and old people took out their weapons and climbed onto the rocky city wall, and all the people immediately joined the army.
Heavy giant crossbows were pushed out of the city gate one after another and hurriedly aimed at the sky, waiting for Chu Xin's arrival.
A dozen Oaks who served as Sauron's envoys also came out, staring at the menacing Chu Xin with gloomy eyes. After looking at each other, they retreated quietly and left the tribe that was about to be drowned in the sea of fire through the secret tunnel.
.
They were going to report to Sauron, letting the Lord Demon Lord know that Smaug had completely turned against him and that there was no room for peace talks, and they also begged to send a more elite dragon-slaying army to eradicate this powerful enemy.
In short, use the right reasons to run away.
"Roar--"
Chu Xin's roar of filial piety resounded throughout the city.
Even though they were frightened, most Dongyi people still held high their tribal flags and did not take a step back.
On the contrary, the strength of Chu Xin aroused the violent factor in their hearts. After all, the Dongyi people, who have war engraved in their genes, are naturally warlike and have never forgotten their aggression against the West for thousands of years.
Whoosh whoosh!
The moment Chu Xin dived, a hail of arrows flashed into the sky.
Although it was just a conflict in a barbaric land, it became the trigger for turmoil in Middle-earth, and the world situation that was already full of conflicts suddenly intensified.
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The Histhaigler Mountains, also known as the Misty Mountains, start from Gundabad Mountain in the north and go straight south to divide the Western Continent into two parts, one on the left and the other on the right.
The western part of the mountains is now a large area of unclaimed land.
The northern kingdom of Arnor once sat here. Its royal family and even its citizens share the same origin as the Kingdom of Gondor. The two countries are also unwavering allies.
Unfortunately, at the end of the Second Age, after all the tribes united to fight Sauron, they declined out of control. They were divided into three in the internal fighting among the princes, and were successively defeated by the Witch King of Angmar (Sauron), the leader of the Nazgul.
Destroyed by Lun's men).
At this point, Arnor became history, and the surviving royal family became wanderers in the north, continuing to fight against Sauron's dark forces.
But there is a land that has not been invaded by darkness and evil.
That's the Shire where the Hobbits live!
The Hobbits moved from east to west and received a residence given by the royal family of Arnor at that time, and have been living here quietly and peacefully since then.
Hobbits are a special race of people that are related to humans.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! They are short in stature, with an average of only 1 meter and the shortest only 0.6 meters.
The ears are slightly larger and slightly pointed at the top, and the facial features are the same as those of normal people.
Apart from their height, the most distinctive thing is their feet, which are very huge and covered with light golden leg hair. The soles of their feet are very broad and tough, which also allows them to maintain the habit of walking barefoot.
These are just appearances. Regarding the inside, Hobbits are kind and brave by nature. Most of them have a pure heart, and their resistance to mental bewitchment is better than other races.
Ling~Lingling~
At this moment, a carriage carrying an old man in gray robe slowly drove into the paradise of the Shire. As the gravel road bumped, the bells on the horse kept ringing.
"Gandalf!"
At this time, a handsome young hobbit ran down the hillside, jumped onto the carriage happily, and rode with the old man.
"Oh Frodo!" the old man named Gandalf shouted enthusiastically.
"As expected, you came to my uncle's birthday party," Frodo Baggins smiled. "Are you going to set off fireworks for us again this year?"
Gandalf shrugged kindly and humorously, "I suppose so?"
As he spoke, he lifted a corner of the hemp cloth covering the back of the carriage, revealing a large number of finished fireworks!
Frodo smiled when he saw this. He immediately got off the car not far away, waved and shouted, "My uncle is at home. You can go directly to him. However, he has been weirder than ever lately. He always stares at the old map for several seconds."
For hours, he would show a strange expression."
After hearing this, Gandalf's smile froze a bit, but he still smiled and waved.
After bidding farewell to Frodo, Gandalf went to the residence of an old acquaintance amid the warm welcome of many hobbits.
The small villages along the way are still so beautiful and peaceful. Everyone is working hard to run their own small lives and are very satisfied with the status quo.
Peng Peng~
The tall and burly Gandalf knocked on the wooden door.
"People who are visiting, looking for courtesy, and people who want to meet distant relatives should not come!" An impatient voice came from inside.
Gandalf heard the familiar tone and couldn't help but shake his head and smile, "What did the old acquaintance say?"
The next second, urgent footsteps sounded, and the door opened quickly.
