Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth

"The big monster with residual health, how can you resist killing him?"

Levi clearly saw that this arrow directly shot Captain Oak down to only seven drops of blood.

The killing line has arrived!

Without any hesitation, Levi quickly climbed out of the tunnel and drew his sword before the Oak next to him rushed over. He chopped the Oak captain to the ground and emptied his health.

The leader died, and the surrounding Oaks suddenly became chaotic without their cores. Even the wargs were a little at a loss. Levi did not miss this opportunity, and stepped forward and chopped down several wargs and Oaks. .

The smell of blood became stronger, and finally Oak reacted, pointed at Levi and shouted: "Kill him, he is the only one!"

锔——

The light of the sword flashed across, and the warg under the Oak had all its limbs broken off. He fell to the ground on the spot, and with another sword thrust, the Oak was killed on the spot.

The temporary commander who stood up was killed instantly, and a group of Oaks suddenly fell into chaos again. One Oak continued to rush towards Levi, trying to kill the human first, but Levi only needed two swords to kill him. Three clicks are not needed.

There was no unified command, and the scene was chaotic. Oaks and wargs gathered in a crowd, shouting and killing at Levi in ​​the center. However, they were never able to form an effective formation, only one or two gourds. The child went to die like he was saving his grandfather.

The ones inside were fighting, but the ones outside actually only huddled together and shouted, and by the way, the escape route of the Oaks inside was blocked.

There was also Oak who tried to unify the formation by shouting, but he would soon be noticed by Levi. Even if he suffered more injuries, Levi would kill him first.

At this moment, Levi deeply realized the difference between having command and not having command.

When the team leader was not dead, Levi only dared to make sneak attacks and run away if he succeeded. He would not dare to strike with one more sword, otherwise he would be surrounded a second later.

As for now, as long as Levi doesn't want to fight, he can break out at any time.

The gap is really huge. No wonder the entire orc camp collapsed quickly as soon as Azog died in the Battle of Five Armies.

Without formations and unable to unite, soldiers who only know how to fight individually are headless flies in any camp and have nothing to fear.

The body was stained with more and more blood, but the sword in his hand was still bright, as conspicuous as an eternal star. This light became the last light that many wargs and Oaks saw.

When more than half of the cavalry team was killed or wounded, Levi was already planning to break out and run away. After all, with the number of people on the other side, even a sudden attack would kill him.

At this time, he only had half of his blood left, and he was not full enough.

However, what Levi didn't expect was that the Oaks became afraid first.

Seeing that half of his companions were dead, the human not only acted vigorously and without feeling tired at all, but also recovered from the injuries sustained on his body.

It scares the Oak so much that it can't be killed at all!

Sometimes, the scariest thing about something is not that it is difficult, but that no matter how much you pay or how hard you try, you can't see any progress.

Although Levi's condition was somewhat dangerous at this moment, he still appeared unscathed, as if all attacks were ineffective against him.

The knife was clearly stuck in, but he actually acted as if nothing was wrong. He could even pull it out and kill the Oak who stabbed him with his backhand.

Once or twice is not a big deal, but after three or four times, many Oaks are frightened out of their wits.

At this moment, Levi was pretending to be fierce, raising his sword and shouting to scare away the Oaks and Wargs, while frantically gnawing on veal jerky.

When the satiety level was full and the blood returned, he really rushed forward and continued to chop.

"I'm waiting for blood to return, what are you waiting for?"

The smell of blood gradually spread.

The Orcs should die and run, no matter what, this team no longer exists.

There were more than 20 cavalrymen, including wargs and Orcs, and more than 40 corpses. They were spread out under the feet, like a slaughterhouse.

The light on the long sword gradually extinguished, taking this as a signal to declare the end of this battle.

At the same time, system achievement prompts suddenly came:

[The camp in the Glen area reaches 100]

[The reputation of the Dúnedain camp reaches 100]

[Get the camp achievement: Friends of Rivendell]

[Acquire Faction Achievement: Friends of the Dúnedain]

"Huh?"

Levi clicked on the description.

If your reputation reaches 10 or more points, it means that the corresponding camp has recognized you and your attitude towards you will become relatively friendly.

If your reputation reaches 100 points, it means that you are an undisputed friend to this camp.

Okay, before you even get to Rivendell, you become a friend of Rivendell.

Take another look at the reputation change record.

Trolls, Orcs, and Wargs, these are all enemies of the free people, and their deaths have all turned into their own reputations.

Not only the Dúnedain and Rivendell, but once their deeds spread, the reputation of other free people camps will slowly increase, but there will definitely not be this many.

After taking another bite of dried meat, and seeing that it was still getting late, Levi decided to continue looking for a few trolls to visit.

However, this time, until daytime, Levi searched for several caves over the mountains and ridges, and ran all night, but could not find another troll.

Finding trolls is also a job where luck and strength coexist.

Seeing that there were a lot of gold and silver treasures in his backpack, and he also got an extra sword, Levi decided to temporarily end his trip to the Troll Forest and continue to the valley.

It's a pity that the three trolls who hid a large amount of treasure were not found in the end. It can only be said that fate allowed them to escape.

Returning to the last bridge, he knocked on the ground and found that the horse inside was safe and sound.

"… You have been locked up for so many days and it has been hard for you."

Levi patted the horse's head gently, but the horse did not respond. It just lowered its head and ate some grass, its eyes full of wisdom.

"Let's go!"

Stepping on the horse, Levi continued to gallop eastward.

He ran all the way until the next night.

While riding the horse, Levi took out the map to compare the location, and estimated that at the current speed, he would probably reach the vicinity of the valley before daytime.

According to what Farodan said, there seems to be a path that can directly enter the valley...

Swoosh——

In the blink of an eye, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly approached.

"Hiss——"

The horse under him suddenly raised its hoof and stopped suddenly, startling Levi so much that he almost fell off.

Looking again, an arrow was inserted into the horse's belly at some point, and even with the protection of the horse armor, it directly shot out seven drops of blood.

Turning his head, Levi suddenly found that a large shadow had been ambushed beside him. The scarlet eyes were crowded together, staring at him straight, which made his scalp numb.

That was an Orc cavalry team.

It was estimated that there were hundreds of them.

"Oh my god!"

Levi cursed and turned around and ran away on his horse.

"What?"

Isn't this right?

The orc archer who shot the arrow was stunned. I thought that the horse was running so fast as if nothing had happened, even though it had hit the target.

"Chase!" An Orc gave an order.

Immediately, a group of wolf riders rushed forward and rushed forward in an orderly manner.

"Leader, it's him. He wiped out our team in the Troll Forest..." On the spot, an Orc rider came forward timidly to report, and the wolf under him also looked a little listless, as if he had been frightened recently.

"I know, that's also the head the king wants."

"I will kill him!"

Roar!

The wolf under the leader's crotch let out a roar and followed the main force.

"Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck, bad luck, bad luck--"

On this side, Levi was riding his horse, his heart pounding. Damn Orcs, so many of them are targeting me, do you have any shame? Is it worth it!

After cursing a few words inwardly, Levi had no choice but to run. After all, there were more than a hundred wolf riders, and they were not just a bunch of soldiers. Looking at their equipment, they were considered elite among the half-naked Misty Mountain Orcs. At least they were all wearing armor.

In any case, this scale was definitely not something he could fight against.

Levi ran forward fiercely, not daring to stop for a second.

He ran like this for nearly half a night.

Levi turned around.

"Damn it, they are still chasing, won't these wolf riders get tired!"

In fact, there are many ways to deal with these pursuers. At worst, you can just keep running and tire them to death.

If he was in a desperate situation, he could get off his horse and dig three blocks on the spot to fill one, digging a tunnel to escape. With the digging speed of the shovel, he could dig three blocks before the pursuers approached him.

Or.

Just when Levi was struggling to decide whether to take any additional actions, he suddenly felt the ground in front of him vibrate faintly. He looked up suddenly and saw a neat row of silver-gray suddenly appear at the end of the plain in front of him, shining with a faint white light under the reflection of the stars.

Is that...

Cavalry?