Ashgar threw the warg on the ground and let it growl threateningly. Bang Bang went up and punched it again.
This is a wolf that is larger and more ferocious than the gray wolf, capable of carrying the body of an orc like a horse.
Saruman knew that the orcs had a cavalry unit, which was the real warg cavalry, but that thing was with Sauron in Mordor.
The army on his side has just been established, and the natural structure is not yet complete. Only a few scouts may have used darkness to tame the wargs.
"You lead a team of people to capture those beasts in the forest, and I will make them surrender."
Saruman stretched out his big hand and grabbed the warg's head. The power of darkness continued to pour into its body. It roared in pain. Soon the warg's eyes turned red and its fangs were bared.
, whining and growling, and his stature was slightly larger.
Although he cannot directly transform tens of thousands of orcs like Zhang Ziyu, he can still use the power of darkness to corrode the beasts and tame them.
You must know that no matter what, he is still a Maya in essence, a god in the sub-universe, even the most inferior god.
Ashgar used a dagger to lift the rope that bound the warg. The tall warg immediately stood up, looking fierce, but he did not dare to attack the orcs.
He grabbed the warg's head with satisfaction and said in a rough voice: "Thank you, sir."
He turned over and sat on the warg, then quickly rushed towards Fangorn Forest, he wanted to capture more beasts.
Ashgar singled out a group of about 2,000 warriors among the orcs who were cutting down trees, and then began to hunt those powerful beasts specifically in Fangorn Forest.
In the world of Middle-earth, primitiveness and magic are the themes of this ancient world, so there are many such powerful beasts in Fangorn Forest.
Hairy boars that are taller than wargs, unicorns, trolls...these are Ashgar's targets.
The army needs more powerful helpers or slaves.
In seven days, an area of about five to six hundred meters long has disappeared from the edge of Fangorn Forest. The empty black land has been exposed, and ugly tree stumps stand alone on the land.
The felling troops are still advancing, and their number is still slowly growing. The nest mother tree is giving birth to a large number of compatriots, and dozens or hundreds of soldiers are being replenished every day.
The harvest of the hunting team led by Ashgar was no worse than the progress of the felling troops. Two huge groups of wargs were captured by their design, with a total of seventy or eighty wargs.
Coupled with the continuous harvests, the Warg Cavalry is already satisfied with a hundred-man team.
It was with the help of the Warg Cavalry that their hunting became more and more successful. Thirteen trolls, seven hairy wild boars, and two giant unicorns were all they harvested.
"Lord Saruman, the animals have all run into the depths of Fangorn Forest. They continue to pursue them and have awakened many tree people."
The closer you get, the more tree people will wake up. Ashgar estimates that it won't be long before the tree people in the entire Fangorn Forest will wake up, and it won't be that easy to deal with at that time.
Saruman frowned slightly and said, "Take those beasts back and ask for the master's instructions."
"Follow your orders"
Of course he knows the current situation. Yesterday alone, there were already more than ten tree people awakened due to cutting down.
The felling troops wasted half a day trying to capture or kill them with grappling hooks. If this continued, they would not be able to cut down trees, let alone mining in the Misty Mountains.
Ashgar received the order and led the warg troops to escort the tree men and beasts back.
The team gradually moved away, and Saruman watched them leave with the wand in his hand.
"Only the master's power can create more creatures."
Saruman murmured softly, though he could corrupt these creatures and turn them into helpers of darkness.
However, he could not create more creatures out of thin air, not enough to satisfy such a huge army.
Only his master, the great Dark Lord, can do this, just like he created the group of orcs in front of him.
"Roar!"
However, at this time, deep in the forest, a voice of grief and resentment sounded, old but powerful.
"Saruman! You are not worthy of the White Robe!"
An ancient tree man walked out of the dense forest. His eyes were full of anger. In front of him was a devastated land and many fallen tree stumps.
Every tree is Treebeard's friend, with its own whispers and souls. They have known each other dozens or hundreds of years ago.
But now, everything is gone.
Treebeard is the leader of the tree people, and now he wants to start a war to drive out these damn orcs and drive out Saruman!
The sound resounded throughout the Fagon Forest. Among the tall and dense woods, the tree crowns swayed, and it seemed as if the entire forest came alive.
One by one, tall tree men responded to Treebeard's call and strode out from the depths of the forest.
They were angry, they roared, and then like an army, for the first time in hundreds of thousands of years, they collectively rushed out of Fangorn Forest.
Saruman sneered: "Finally we are here, the orcs are gathering!"
"For Isengard!"
"For the master!"
The orcs quickly gathered together and formed a black tide, standing opposite the tree men who rushed out.
This was not some old, weak or remnant soldier. The high-pitched roar almost overwhelmed the mournful cries of Treebeard and the others.
The tree people and the orc troops collided together, without any hesitation or hesitation, and rushed towards each other with all their strength.
The tall trees are like tanks on the battlefield. A simple collision has no effect on them.
Even though the dark orcs are almost two meters tall and powerful, they are still small compared to the tree people who are more than ten meters tall.
They waved their huge branch palms to knock the dark orcs away, and the spikes would even pierce the gaps in the orcs' armor.
"Dirty orcs!"
They cursed the orcs, kept beating them, grabbed them and threw them into the crowd, raised their tree-root-like feet, and crushed the dark orcs hard.
For a time, the orcs suffered considerable losses, and the attacking formations were scattered a lot.
"With grappling hooks and fire!"
Saruman's command sounded throughout the army, and soon the orcs took advantage of their numbers and tools to start a counterattack.
The thrown claw hooks fell on the tree men one by one, hooking them tightly, and some flexible orcs also began to climb on the tree men to attack.
Saruman raised his staff high, and fireballs flew towards the battlefield.
Flame is the nemesis of the tree people. In a moment, many tree people were ignited by the flames, and more orcs had already picked up the lit arrows and started shooting.
Treemen began to suffer a large number of casualties. Treebeard's eyes were torn apart. He was extremely sad and angry, but he looked at the continuous stream of orcs.
It roared angrily: "Retreat to Fangorn Forest, and we will stop them there!"
Fangorn Forest is a natural defensive field. Any large army entering it will be blocked and divided by the endless trees.
The power of group combat will be weakened, and individuals as powerful as tree men will have more advantages.
Saruman had no choice but to set fire to the entire Fangorn Forest if he wanted to defeat them.
"Resisting stubbornly."
Saruman sneered. He would not light it directly because he needed wood, but that didn't mean he was afraid to move forward.
"Advance step by step, I'll see how they dare to stop us."
Even if he slowed down, he would still take down the tree man.
The battle in Fangorn Forest has reached a stalemate.