A human and four hobbits appeared in a human village in a swaggering manner. It was difficult not to attract attention. In addition, this group of people also brought all kinds of fine furs and sold them at the market as soon as they arrived. So it was very different.
At the meeting, I was surrounded by hundreds of people.
After waiting here for many days, Strider Aragorn, who had gained weight from eating too much fried chicken, hurried over after hearing the news. He saw four hobbits beside a carriage in the distance.
Beat gongs and drums, shout and dance.
"Don't these guys know how to keep a low profile?"
Aragorn squeezed through the crowd and tried to take away a few hobbits, but was squeezed away again. The furs of the animals that Chen Mo hit with the pulley bow were basically intact, and the skinning techniques were also very professional.
, so many people buy it. After all, whether it is wolf skin or rabbit skin, it has great uses.
After being squeezed away several times, Aragorn had no choice but to give up. He watched from the side as the other party sold out all the goods, and then stepped forward to ask Chen Mo.
"Sir, don't you think this is too high-profile?"
"What's wrong with that, Aragorn, son of Arathorn!"
Chen Mo weighed his money bag and asked with his head tilted.
"Gandalf told me that there are many spies in Mordor along the way! Doing this will put them in danger!"
Although Aragorn's tone was a bit harsh, he actually considered the four short winter melons.
"Don't worry, everything is under my control!"
Chen Mo looked at the slightly anxious face of the future Human Emperor and shook his head.
"Don't always listen to Gandalf. That guy doesn't have many good words in his mouth. If it weren't for me, that guy would have his head chopped off by the warg cavalry!"
Aragon also reacted at this moment and asked Chen Mo for his identity.
"A mere wanderer, not worth mentioning. He just killed a dragon, killed tens of thousands of Oaks, and their commander, and supported a dwarf king by the way!"
"It turns out to be Mr. Hunter!"
Aragorn was in awe. Although Gandalf did not have a few good words to say about Chen Mo, his father-in-law's evaluation of Chen Mo had always been good.
And Sam also added.
"Mr. Serente is also the inventor of Wallace Fried Chicken!"
Now Aragorn looked at Chen Mo not just with admiration, but as an idol!
"Low-key, low-key, I just made a small contribution, there is no need to praise me so much!"
Chen Mo's disdain for the honor made Aragorn see what it means to be an expert. He immediately felt ashamed of his previous accusations against Chen Mo.
But Chen Mo comforted the other party.
"What you said makes sense, but I have already found the spies of Mordor. The reason why I am making such a big fuss is to lure them into taking the bait!"
"Then what do we do next?"
"Of course we eat first!"
The Prancing Horse Tavern, which had not been seen for sixty years, was still the same as before. However, while eating, Chen silently marked a crooked melon and cracked jujube in the corner. The guy smelled of darkness and was not from Mordor.
The younger brother is Essinger's lackey.
After the other party saw several people checking in, he immediately walked out of the tavern and was about to go back to report to his boss. However, he didn't know that when he left the door, Chen Mo and Aragorn followed him.
Then, when the unlucky guy wrote the message and put it on the raven to send the message, an armor-piercing arrow shot down the raven.
Seeing Chen Mo smiling at him, the Mordor spy did not hesitate, turned around and ran away, only to bump into Aragorn head-on.
The other party's hard chest hit the spy so hard that stars appeared in his eyes. Chen Mo picked up the raven, took the secret letter, and nodded.
"It seems that those good brothers are recovering well!"
The spy's letter asked Mordor to send the Nazgul Knights to capture Frodo. Then with a stroke of his pen, Chen Mo changed the address to the spy's home and the message to, I
Frodo has been captured, requesting support.
Since the spies have asked for the Ring Spirit, it means that the Ring Spirit has not been in vain in the past ten days. If this is the case, it is just right to kill him again!
Anyway, the spies live outside the city due to identity issues, so no innocent people will be harmed if they cause trouble!
"Mr. Serent, what should we do with this guy?"
At this time, Aragorn led the spy over. The spy had been tied into a rice dumpling and his mouth was gagged.
"Tie him to a chair and wait for his master to come!"
Chen Mo didn't intend to obtain any information, and he didn't want to hear the other party's nonsense. He hung a 100-pound explosive bag on this Mordor consumable, then tied the other party firmly to a chair, and then took out another one from the cage.
Raven, sent the information about Frodo.
Then Chen Mo knelt down quietly in the field, waiting for the guests to arrive. As for Aragorn, he was responsible for bringing the hobbits to Chen Mo. After all, there was no place safer than his side.
Waiting until late at night, when he couldn't see his fingers, Chen Mo suddenly opened his eyes, and Aragorn on the side also woke up alertly. One of them noticed the approaching darkness, and the other felt the vibration of the cavalry.
"coming!"
Chen Mo stopped Aragorn who was about to draw his sword and signaled him to take a good rest.
"These Nazgul are my old friends, let me come!"
Nine recently resurrected Ringwraith knights rushed along the avenue. They did not sense Chen Mo and others hiding in the woods, but directly surrounded the spies' room.
After realizing that the house was completely silent, the Nazgul Knight jumped off his horse, then broke the door and rushed into the room.
In the darkness, the Nazgul saw the spies being tied up. The Witch King of Angmar, who was the leader, stepped forward and removed the gag, and then heard the spies yelling.
"This is a trap, he hung something on me!"
As a dead soul, the Witch King felt his scalp numb. He let out a miserable scream and tried to warn his men to retreat. But before he could turn around, Chen Mo outside detonated the explosive.
With a loud noise, the small house made of stones was blown to pieces in an instant, and the skeletal war horses outside the house were also torn apart by the flying stones and shock waves as they neighed.
The huge fireball even lit up the forest.
When the Witch King, who was only half a body after being bombed, stumbled out of the crater and was about to return to Mordor, he saw the guy he least wanted to see waiting for him outside.
"Come on, smile!"
Looking at Chen Mo's smiling face, the Witch King didn't even have time to roar, and then his body was penetrated by the holy light, and the few bones and flesh and blood were turned into powder.
