The Uruk-hai did not dare to rest along the way, and Wesley did not rest either. He let his horse trot all the way to Isengard. It was supposed to be a two-day journey, but this time they came back in a day and did not even see Helm's Deep in Rohan.
Saruman, the white-robed sorcerer, received the report and stood on the mage tower to watch his army run back in a sorry state. He did not understand who had attacked his army with at least 3,000 fewer troops and could actually defeat the army. He could not understand this unless it was Mordor, but was it possible?
Saruman waited anxiously for his men to report, and the leader of the Uruk-hai did come. "Master, we are attacked, I am incompetent!"
"Who attacked you and defeated my army?" Saruman was calm. He wanted to know who the enemy was.
"I don't know. The other side is only one person, but he has been using magic bows and arrows to attack and riding a very good horse. We caught up with him but couldn't hit him. We have been constantly exhausted by him and suffered heavy losses in two days."
"Alone?" Saruman asked in shock.
"Yes, there is only one human, but his magic is very similar to that of the elves, but the elves don't use his magic." The leader waited for Saruman to get angry, but he didn't. Saruman sat in a chair and pondered. The leader didn't dare disturb him.
"You go down first. By the way, did that person catch up?" Saruman was not as angry as he expected. Instead, he asked calmly.
"Yes, he has been chasing after us. I don't know if he will attack here." The leader answered blankly.
"Good, go and organize an army to defend!" Saruman waved his hand and then stopped talking.
After hearing this, his first reaction was that his subordinates were not lying. He knew that these subordinates would not lie. This was a Uruk-hai he had created, and there was no problem with his loyalty. He was shocked by the strength of his opponent. A human could actually defeat an army of ten thousand people. He could not figure this out, and he was curious about the magic used by the other party.
Wesley had really chased him to Isengard. Saruman's mage tower was blocked by a large ring of huge city walls. Now the enemy's routed army climbed the walls, bows and catapults were ready, and they were waiting for Wesley to attack. But Wesley dismounted from his horse at a distance and then began to camp.
When Saruman received the news, he went directly to the main gate and climbed above it, watching Wesley from a distance. But he did not seem to have any intention of attacking today, which was normal. After all, people need to rest, and Saruman used his magic to widen the range of sound.
"Who are you? Why are you going against me? I am the White-Robed Wizard Saruman." Saruman asked.
But Wesley was there to set up the tent and had no intention of answering. The distance was too great, and he did not have the magic to amplify his voice, and he had no desire to answer.
For a long time, the other party ignored him. Saruman did not look happy, but he did not lose his temper because the other party was too calm. Saruman looked around suspiciously and could not see any ambush. This puzzled him. Did he attack Isengard alone? Now this place could be said to be a fortress. Even if your magic is powerful and can restrain the army, would you dare to rush in alone?
The answer was soon to be asked. Early the next morning, Wesley packed up and then began to attack. From a distance, arrows of fire were fired at the top of the city wall. Solomon finally saw Wesley's magic. The range and power of the attack were not earth-shattering, but the frequency was too fast. In a few breaths, it was an arrow of magic, especially since the other party had two magic arrows. Now he only looked at the arrows of fire. Such an attack could explode.
"I see. Let the catapult be launched." Saruman's face was gloomy.
The catapult made an unpleasant creaking sound. Under the urging of the uruk-hai, the Trolls placed the huge stones into the catapult's pocket and fired.
Wesley was shooting arrows when he suddenly saw a large number of boulders fly into the air and fall toward him. "They want catapults? Aren't they thinking too much?" Wesley was not afraid of this kind of attack. Moreover, the stones used by the other party had not been processed. After landing, they would not roll at all and could only smash a pit. They could attack the city, but they could not do anything else.
Wesley glanced at it, then walked to a position and stopped. He continued to shoot. The stones that flew into the air seemed to ignore Wesley completely and kept smashing into the ground, but they were still a distance away from Wesley.
This was the result of Apple's calculations. He had calculated the landing point at a glance, and the place Wesley had chosen was the safest. The Uruk-hai did not know this, but continued to load. Wesley chose a safe place the second time and continued to shoot.
Saruman, on the other hand, saw a little problem. He looked again for a while and found that the other party could completely predict the landing point of the stone. If this goes on without any results, what should he do?
He didn't think about going out to fight Wesley one-on-one. The other party's magic was endless, which was very suspicious. Did he have so much magic? He decided to take a look at it again. In the end, it looked like a day. The Uruk-hai army lost more than two thousand, and Wesley still had no problem with his magic. After dark, Wesley retreated and camped again.
"Go there in the middle of the night and attack. Go out through other doors and surround it. Do you understand?" Saruman was not confident that he could defeat Wesley alone and could only use this method.
The leader of the Uruk-hai went to arrange a sneak attack at night, and since Aragorn and the others had separated from Wesley, they had come all the way to the Kingdom of Rohan. However, the king here looked groggy and did not know how to make his own decisions. It was all said by a sinister fellow.
Just as Aragorn and the others were disappointed, a sorcerer arrived. He was wearing a gray cloak that made it difficult to see him. After seeing the king, the sorcerer took off the gray cloak and was dressed in a white sorcerer's robe. At the same time, Aragorn and the others saw a familiar face, Gandalf.
Gandalf removed the magic from the king and brought him to his senses. Aragorn made his request, but the kingdom did not agree. "I am sorry, but I cannot agree to your request. There is nothing I can do," the king said.
"King of Rohan, have you given up the glory of Rohan's Hussars?" Aragorn asked.
"The Kingdom of Rohan doesn't have a Huajian right now. After I was poisoned, they were all exiled. Now they are scattered all over the country, and we don't know when they will be reassembled. And if we attack Mordor alone, our Huajian is not enough."