Chapter 179: The Raid of the Witch King of Angmar

On the northwest side of Mordor, between the plains of war and the gloomy hills, is a vast expanse of water.

Here, there are countless ponds and mud ponds, interspersed with crisscrossing waterways, forming a large net.

On both sides of the twisting secret paths, you can see the black, foul-smelling mud spread all over the waters.

Over the waters, the mist was transpiring, exuding a disgusting thick fog, making the air almost stagnant.

Green weeds and large reeds grow here.

There are all kinds of poisonous snakes, all kinds of weird bugs, no birds, no animals.

In the center of the water swamp, there are also many faint light spots.

This is a dangerous place, but the sound of countless footsteps at this moment has broken the tranquility here.

The coalition of humans and elves has arrived.

Syudea waved her hand and stopped the army, she frowned as she looked at the 16 light spots and mist over the Death Swamp.

Elon, "King, the terrain here is muddy and the waters are difficult to navigate, and it is not suitable for horses to cross." Syudea said to Elrond.

"This is Death Swamp." Elrond nodded.

He has lived for thousands of years, and he knows a lot about the customs of various regions in Middle-earth.

And the Death Swamp is one of them that he knows.

This place is shrouded in an unknown dark magic all the year round, and there will be a faint green light floating on the water from time to time.

If a traveler in the past stares at the spot that emits a dim light on the lake, then they can see faces from the lake.

That is the face of the dead.

They guide the watcher and plunge him into a pool of water.

Whether it is Orcs, humans, or elves, they are not immune.

Under calm, it is more dangerous than imagined.

Therefore, many people will be extra careful when passing through the death swamp.

"Perhaps we should bypass this swamp and go from the plains of war to the Demon's Farm." After a while, Elrond suggested.

Shiyudaya shook her head:

"The strong orcs will soon detect our actions. If we can't attack the magic farm as soon as possible, then when the strong orcs respond and strengthen the guard, then our situation will become very difficult trouble."

Elrond nodded, of course he also understood the urgency of the battle.

But he also said slowly: "Horses are not suitable for walking in the swamp. If those strong orcs find us and launch an attack, our losses will be very heavy."

A safe road takes time, but a dangerous road is full of dangers, and suddenly, there are problems in front of you.

Shiyudaya looked up at the endless swamp of death again, and pondered for a moment:

"Although the horses are not suitable for walking, the cavalry of the Green Kingdom can safely cross the waters."

"King Elon, we can divide our troops here."

"You detour to the plains of war, and I will take the soldiers of the Green Kingdom across the swamp."

There is some worry in Elrond's eyes:

Our "strength is comparable to that of the strong orcs, and we have no advantage in the first place, and we have scattered our forces. If you encounter an ambush on the swamp, then the situation will become very dangerous."

"I know," Syudea nodded, "but, we have no other choice, do we?"

Hearing this, Elrond fell silent.

Yes, they now have no more choices.

If you can't take the initiative as soon as possible, and wait until the defeated strong orcs reunite, then the previous victory will become futile.

After a while of silence, he finally nodded and agreed.

The army was distributed again, the soldiers of Green Kingdom headed towards the depths of the death swamp, and the army of Rivendell went northeast along the swamp to bypass the plains of war.

The mount of the Green Kingdom is a hairless chicken, which is a special mount that Gulu cultivated in the Misty Mountains, and it walks on the mountains and valleys like walking on the ground.

Therefore, despite facing the muddy swamp, their wide toes and well-developed long and powerful thighs can still support their bodies and walk on the water as fast as they can on the ground.

But Sidya still did not relax because of this.

As you get closer to Mordor, it means more danger.

In the face of danger, any carelessness may lead to their failure.

And this battle cannot tolerate the word defeat.

Because if they fail, then there will be no one to stop the strong orcs' footsteps, and the world will really usher in the end.

No one wants to see the end of the day.

So she must lead the army to victory in the war.

No matter what the cost.

The fate of the world has already been linked together, and she now shoulders the responsibility.

The troops are still marching, and everyone's faces are full of iron and blood.

However, after half a day, Shiyudaya suddenly felt something different.

Looking up, in the sky, small black dots are approaching them.

"Damn it!" Shiyudaya cursed secretly, and then Dasheng shouted, "The enemy is coming, all soldiers, prepare to fight!"

The black spots that appeared in the sky were exactly those fallen flying beast legions.

Looking at it solemnly, in the distance, a resentful wolf howl came again, and then, splashes of water splashed, and wolf shadows appeared on the swamp.

"Wolf cavalry?" Syudea couldn't help clenching the long sword in her hand.