I reforged the glory of the magic ring in Middle-earth

Chapter 3 Eat My Thunder Pot, Orcs!

Third Era, March 2939.

At this time, there were still two years, one month and twenty-five days before the expedition to the Lonely Mountain, which Bilbo still did not know about.

After saying goodbye to Bilbo Baggins and leaving Hobbiton, Tanis walked south along the Brandywine River according to the map given by the other party.

He had been walking for five days.

The closer Tanes got to Minchirias on the map, the less populated it felt.

Moreover, this world was not as peaceful as he had imagined. He encountered two groups of hostile creatures along the way.

It was a humanoid creature with dark grey skin and an ugly appearance, riding a giant wolf.

Tanes even doubted for a moment whether the other party was an intelligent creature. After all, this group of human-looking creatures drew their bows and shot at him as soon as they saw him, giving Tanes no chance to communicate with them.

But it was precisely this style of fighting as soon as they met that made Tanes feel as if he had returned to a familiar borderland.

So he swung his huge sword and smashed these disgusting creatures that looked like they had never taken a bath, along with the giant wolf under his crotch, into pieces.

After seeing that more than half of their companions were killed or injured, the other side began to flee.

Tanes, who had fought his way all the way from the border, would not let the enemy who attacked him escape. Torret immediately took advantage of his spirit horse and caught up with and killed all three disgusting creatures that were escaping.

However, it was because of this pursuit that Tanes moved away from the Brandywine River and came to a plain covered with green grass.

He was now a little confused about where he was on the map.

But these two battles were not without benefits. At least they allowed Tanes to figure out some of his own situations.

The first and most intuitive point is that there is no change in physical fitness compared to when we were at the border, it is still the same as before.

The next issue was the use of magic and prayer. Both could be used normally, and their power remained unchanged. However, his Blue Dew Drop Holy Grail bottle was empty. Aside from using the dwindling Starlight Fragments, he had no other means of replenishing his magic power during battle.

This is also why Tanes rode Torret to chase and kill those hostile creatures, otherwise he would have used magic to blast them away long ago.

Finally, it is about the Elden Ring in his body.

Tanes tried to summon it from his body, but the Elden Ring only appeared for a moment before disappearing.

But Tanes could feel that it was not that the Elden Ring did not respond to him, but that it needed to go to a specific place to truly respond to him.

In other words, he had to follow the instructions of the creator god Yiru in his dream and be on the land of Mingxirias.

But where am I now?

Tanes looked around in confusion. All around him were the corpses of his enemies who had been smashed by giant swords and attacked him, as well as the endless sky and green grassland with tender sprouts just emerging from the ground.

Occasionally there are mounds of earth or a few gray-white rocks sticking out on the grassland, with a few ancient trees standing sparsely.

Moreover, the terrain of this grassland is not flat, but rather undulating. Fortunately, there is no unpleasant terrain such as swamps.

As a spiritual horse, Torret will not sink into the swamp, but the mud brought by the swamp still makes it and Tanes who rides it very unhappy.

"Ta-da, ta-da."

Torret walked briskly with Tanes, and Tanes held the map given to him by Bilbo in his hand. He tried to find some conspicuous reference objects on the map to confirm his current location.

The man and the horse walked like this until the sun reached the highest point in the sky. Then Tanes drove Torret to a small forest, where they planned to eat some dry food before continuing.

But as he approached the grove, Tanes heard the sound of swords clashing, the language spoken by the enemies who had attacked him, and the growling of giant wolves.

He also heard sounds different from those of the disgusting creatures and giant wolves, but the language they spoke was a language that Tanes could not understand.

Didn’t Ilúvatar tell me to understand the language of the intelligent creatures in this world?
With this question in mind, Tanes took Torret back to the sentry post and prepared to go into the woods to find out what was going on.

This time he didn't use the huge sword he used to fight the orcs, but instead used the classic combination of the King's Army straight sword and brass shield. Because in the woods, the huge sword was a bit heavy and not convenient for chopping.

What's more, the terrain is relatively complex, and the enemy can easily ambush from the blind spot, so Tanes chose the all-purpose combination of straight sword + one-handed shield.

Of course, both the King's Army straight sword and the brass shield in his hands were fully strengthened.

Holding a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right, Tanes entered the woods where the sounds of fighting were becoming increasingly intense.

He carefully used his sword to clear away the overgrown vines and weeds, wary of traps left by one of the parties fighting in the woods, while approaching following the sound.

"Damn you Oaks! Go back and beg your masters like dogs!"

An angry roar was heard, and Tanes understood what was said.

Then there was the sound of something heavy smashing a head, and the howling of a giant wolf.

"Hiss, ho, ho, no matter how hard you struggle, you cannot escape the fate of death. And you, your head will become food for the wolves. They will suck out your brains and crush your skull." A voice with a throat that sounded like it was blocked by phlegm replied to the other party.

Tanes was very close to the battle at this time. He hid himself behind a thick tree, then stuck his head out and observed the two sides fighting.

One of the groups was exactly the same as Tanes had expected, the two groups of enemies that had attacked him before, all of them were ugly and disgusting creatures riding giant wolves.

But the other side was a race that Tanes had never seen before. They undoubtedly had the appearance of humans, but they were shorter and similar to hobbits. Their beards on their chins were so thick that they could be used as bird nests and were longer than their hair.

It was not difficult for Tanes to know from the conversation just now that the disgusting creatures that attacked him were called "Orcs", and these short humans with thick and lush beards were called "Dwarves".

There were five dwarves on the scene, one of whom was injured and was protected by four others. They held axes or hammers in their hands, raised shields and continued to resist the attacks of orcs and giant wolves.

There were more Orcs. Tanis counted them carefully: apart from the seven or eight Orc and Wolf corpses lying on the ground, there were still eleven Orcs and seven Wolf corpses.

Obviously, the situation is very unfavorable for the dwarves.

The Orcs were also very smart and did not rush forward again. Perhaps the Dwarves had just used the axes and hammers in their hands to tell these Orcs how miserable it would be if they fought the Dwarves in close combat.

Under the guidance of one of the Orcs, they divided into two fighting groups.

One group of Orcs moved a little further away from the Dwarves, took down the short bows hanging from their waists, and continued to protect their companions with arrows.

Another group of Orcs and the giant wolves continued to attack the dwarves with melee weapons, making it impossible for them to use their shields to block the incoming arrows in time.

This method of fighting was very effective. Just a few seconds after Tanes stuck his head out to observe the situation, two dwarves' shields failed to block the arrows in time and were hit by the weapons of the Orcs at close range and fell to the ground.

"Do not!!"

Among the remaining two dwarves, the one with shorter beard and taller and stronger build than the other four dwarves stared at the Orc in front of him with bloodshot eyes and gnashed teeth.

His movements were also a bit more agile than those of the other dwarves. He used his battle axe to cleanly chop off the heads of two orcs and a giant wolf that tried to attack him, or cut them in half.

Tanes knew at this time that he could no longer observe. If he did not take action, the five dwarves would be killed by the Orcs.

But he didn't rush out rashly.

Back then on the grassland, Tanes relied on the mobility of Torret to deal with these orcs and giant wolves many times. Now he is not riding Torret, and he is not very familiar with the terrain in the woods.

Rushing out rashly would cause Tanes to suffer unnecessary harm, and fighting one against many, he suffered a lot at the border.

So Tanes stretched out his hand and grabbed a few times in the air, and took out two clay pots with lightning flashing on the surface from his space backpack.

【Throwing props-Thunder pot】

Eat my thunder pot, orcs!

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(End of this chapter)