At the last and most critical moment of the Battle of Helm's Deep, when it was about to be destroyed, Xiao Lan arrived.

He arrived not too late, because after discussing with Treebeard that the trees would guard the Tower of Osark, he flew directly from Isengard to Helm's Deep all the way. Before arriving, he said

His eyesight was good enough to see the anxious and dangerous battlefield, but it had not yet completely collapsed.

Originally, he planned to go down alone to control the battle situation first, because although he did not have any advanced map cannon skills, the "object" of liberating the void and destroying an entire area would not be effective against the White Palm troops with the spiritual mark of Saruman, but

Whether it's wind damage or sword energy slashing, even if it's just a flat slash, he has enough

With high killing efficiency, as long as Gandalf and Eomer's team cooperates, even if the rear army does not arrive, it is enough to turn the tide. However, when seeing the green waves rushing towards Helm's Deep, Gandalf and the others accompanied by the horn

When launching a desperate charge, he suddenly changed his mind.

There are more than 10,000 enemies, and there is no map cannon available. Even if every hit is an instant kill, they still have to be killed. Moreover, the difficulty of killing and protection are not at the same level. If it were just Théoden and Glorfindel themselves,

The best of the best can protect themselves by themselves, but although Eomer's hussars are all warriors, they are definitely not all elites. If he rushes out alone, unnecessary losses will occur...

——In that case, summon the army.

The art of channeling is not the same as moving in space, but in a sense it can achieve similar effects. The only problem is the increased energy consumption due to distance and moving mass. In the world of Arthur, Xiao Lan uses it as a portal.

It is used because of the blessing of the will of life, but in this Middle-earth world, it can only be borne by oneself.

That huge consumption - fortunately he didn't have to summon all the people, and he also had them move by waterway early in the morning to shorten the space jump distance. Thus, under the cover of the forest awakened by Treebeard, the layer was thin but consistent.

The mist in the misty mountains can also obscure the perception, and the necessary troops were successfully summoned in the mist.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the wind and clouds rolled.

Silently, Isengard's troops were trapped in the Mysterious Jungle in Helm's Deep. The blessed army emerged from the hazy mist with lightning and sparks.

The first one to appear was Yujira herself holding an angry Flora. As she went down the Anduin River, she clearly saw the devastation suffered by the Rohan villages, the burned villages, and the trampled

The land was used as food for the dead, and the flesh and blood of the corpses were eaten clean, leaving only the bones of the dead. The atrocities committed by the orcs made all the elves, humans, and dwarves who were traveling with them full of anger. Fro, who was the first to come out.

Without saying a word, Ra directly drew out the holy sword and spread his wings. Under the cover of the mist that obscured his perception, he began to gather his energy and announced his arrival with a blade of light that destroyed everything in its path.

And as she transformed the anger and fighting spirit in her heart into a scorching torrent of light, the other summoned people also appeared with whirlwinds and lightning in the dazzling light that was constantly overflowing!

"Target White Palm, everyone... charge!" Xiao Lan loudly announced the only battle order, and a magnificent halo composed of mysterious runes flying in mid-air emerged from his body. It surrounded him for nearly a kilometer.

Everyone within the range was shrouded in it. But he himself stood still and did not move, did not charge, took a step or even drew his sword.

Because it is necessary, it is also not necessary.

He was almost exhausted after completing a large summons. Although he was not unable to participate in the battle, now that the army had arrived, the outcome was doomed even without his sword. After all, it was not just the alien army that he summoned.

The Queen's Guards arrived together with other people who were pulled by them through the vortex of time and space and flowed down the river from Lothlorin. Some warriors who may be better at this kind of battlefield than Xiao Lan——

"Anduriel!" Aragorn shouted, and the holy sword released white flames. "Anduriel fights for the Dundain!"

"Come to compete? Who can kill more?" Legolas picked up the golden bow, Galadriel's gift in hand, and he had become the messenger of death that killed the enemy before they could react.

"I won't lose to an elf boy! Well, I won't lose to a group of little girls either." Gimli gripped his rune battle ax tightly. As the only dwarf in the team, he couldn't accept being beaten by the queen who looked like a petite girl.

The guard was faced with the reality of competition, and he was eager to express himself through a battle that would allow him to let go of his hands and feet.

"The horn of Gondor sounded in Rohan, and humans will not give up on their allies." Boromir looked serious. He just blew the white horn he carried. The high-pitched horn sounded like Rohan in Helm's Deep.

The trumpets echoed from afar, and all the righteous people who heard the trumpets felt warm and proud, while the evil creatures covered their ears in fear.

The four members of the Lord of the Rings Expeditionary Force directly raised their weapons and launched a charge. Following them, they were lined up with more than a dozen Royal Guards who were equivalent to mobile fortresses. They led half of the people behind to put down their strong bows and lift them up.

The weapon turned into a long black blade and charged towards Jira. The entire army, covered with a halo, used its strongest posture to attack the orcs who were also launching a spear formation and arrow rain attack with incomparable force.

The power rushed straight away!

It's not that they aren't worried about the deadly rain of arrows, but that a more suitable candidate has already taken action.

After firing an oath cannon, Flora flew directly back to Aragorn and the others. Deliberately wary of being sniped by the trackers, she did not raise the light of destruction again, but directly intertwined a powerful force with the feathers of her angel wings.

The front line of the orc troops was covered by a rain of light, and at the same time, a whisper suddenly sounded from the rear of the queue, as if the distant breeze brought an ominous omen.

"The elves call to the ancient covenant, Lothlorin comes to support Rohan!"

Halda in the Golden Forest is still extremely elegant, but he has already drawn the weapon in his hand and points it to the sky. The neatly arranged elf warriors behind him walked from the forest to the front in neat steps. When Halda drew his sword

Then he stretched the delicate long bow in his hand very neatly into a full moon, and the elf was generally shrouded in

At this moment, the radiance was infinitely condensed and poured into the same exquisite arrows. When Halda solemnly waved down the sword held high in his hand and shouted the attack command, hundreds of Lothlorin's elven archers already had it in their hands.

The filled arrow suddenly left the string, and a strange whistling sound resounded throughout the entire atmosphere at this moment...

——That was the scream of hundreds of arrows tearing through the air at the same time.

Hundreds of long arrows with a huge eardrum-breaking sound almost gathered into a wall in the air. There was no collision or overlap between the arrow feathers. Each arrow rushed towards the eyes, throats, and chests of the strong orcs, without any armor.

Protect the place of death and leave!

This rain of arrows was so neat and so fast that before the giant orc archers had time to raise their bows, the orc infantry in front of them had already fallen down with a groan, in the middle of the arrows.

Several strong orc commanders within the range of the rain sensed the attack at the same time as the elf archers took action. Although they were burly but agile, they flew back and dodged to the side, barely dodging.

The arrows that could turn them into hedgehogs were shot. The pursuers who were also under the arrows stretched out their hands to cover their faces. The telekinesis that caused the atmosphere to be violently distorted almost turned into reality at this moment. However, the elves were glowing.

The power of the arrows of light is by no means comparable to ordinary arrows. They generally break through this layer of defense and penetrate into the gaps in their armor, but their lethality only stops there...

Even if it breaks through the protection and penetrates into the deadly interior, the tracker will only truly die when his head is destroyed.

But having said that, the purpose of these arrows is not to kill, but to provide indispensable and crucial assists. Taking advantage of the hole that the elven archers temporarily opened in the orc camp, the real attacking troops took advantage of the opportunity.

After rushing into Isengard's army, which had fallen into chaos, Théoden, the others, and the hussars suddenly saw their morale soar when they saw the reinforcements arriving. In the desperate situation, they burst out with incomparable fighting spirit and strength to kill the enemy together! (To be completed.)
Chapter completed!