Five or six warships sailed into the bay from the vast sea, with strangely shaped triangular sails standing high, looking from a distance like giant locusts lying on their stomachs.
It carries the notorious and vicious pirates of Umbar.
They made a living by plundering merchant ships and coastal cities. They were all ruthless and bold, and had no moral character at all. They burned, killed, raped and committed all kinds of evil.
The image of these pirates also fits the setting very well. They are either Mediterranean bald or have shiny braids. They have no armor on their bodies and the coarse linen clothes they wear make them more ruthless and vulgar.
But the history of Umbar pirates is not short.
At first, the rebels of Gondor fled to the western coast of Harad. Until now, they are basically composed of Harad people.
The Harad people were called the Southern Barbarians by Gondor.
call!
call!
Just as the fleet entered the waterway between the two banks, hundreds of arrows flew out of the cliff on one side.
Immediately afterwards, Faramir, the youngest son of the prime minister, showed his figure. Behind him, hundreds of soldiers wearing light armor for easy marching once again drew their bows and shot arrows.
"Smaug's prediction is right. This group of pirates really intends to land from here. Our mission is very simple, that is, we must not let them approach the White City."
Faramir said firmly, a resolute look of death appearing on his young face.
The second before launching the charge, he looked back to the north, worried about Baicheng, which was the main battlefield.
He set off earlier, so he didn't know the situation in other places.
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Baicheng was originally a satellite city that guarded the old capital.
It is located in the east of Gondor, close to the border, facing Mordor in the distance, like two kings standing majestically on a chessboard.
The soldiers and horses of the two kings were already facing each other tit for tat.
Mordor's orc army was like a chicken blood, and penetrated Gondor's border defense line with overwhelming force. They passed through the border and killed the generals. They rushed to the plain outside the White City in one go and set up camp arrogantly. It seemed that the posture was to rest on the spot and wait until dawn.
Then launched an siege.
The troops on the front line of Gondor have retreated again and again, and have now been integrated into the city guard.
Early next morning.
"They are more terrifying than I expected. I can't see the chance of victory." Prime Minister Denethor stood on the city wall, overlooking the enemy's formation that moved him.
"Anyone can be cowardly, but you shouldn't." Gandalf on the side snorted coldly.
"For some reason, I always feel that this day has come too early, as if something is pushing the wheel of history behind us and running over us. I am standing on the highest point overlooking the battlefield, as if I am a chess player, but in fact,
I am just a chess piece, and what role does Sauron play?" Denethor muttered with a frown.
This time it was Gandalf's turn to be silent. He turned and left without saying a word. Instead of engaging in nonsense literature with Denethor here, he might as well go down and direct the battle.
Aragorn, Legolas, Boromir, and Gimli gathered together and looked at the enemy with sad faces.
In a lonely tower at the side and rear, a mysterious female bard was looking at the gunpowder-filled battlefield with an indifferent expression.
She was like an outsider whose affairs had nothing to do with her, recording all the miscellaneous things that happened with the pen and paper in her hand, and looking up at the sky from time to time, as if she was looking for or waiting for something.
On the city wall.
"It seems that Sauron is serious and wants to end everything completely." Gandalf came to Gimli and said sternly.
He said this because all the enemies wore good-quality personal armor and were equipped with very sophisticated weapons.
From the commander-in-chief, down to the soldiers, and even huge trolls, trolls and other non-human creatures, all have equipment to protect their bodies.
This is hard to see.
Most of the time, Orcs are rarely fully armed, at most wearing a leather breastplate and simple iron armor.
Woo——
The trumpet was blown from the side of Mordor, and everyone's expressions changed greatly.
Whoosh!
The troll put huge stones into the catapult, and the next second there were flying stones flying into the White City.
Large holes suddenly appeared in the white masonry city tower, and many human soldiers screamed and turned into flesh, evenly covering the ground.
"Counterattack!" Boromir roared majesticly.
The human side also began to use trebuchets. The boulders from both sides shot at each other, and many orcs were killed without moving.
The troops are forming up at this moment, which is the beginning of strong morale. Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed.
What's more, once tens of thousands of people are in chaos, it is easy for the enemy to seize the opportunity.
"Fire the arrow!" Aragorn suddenly shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, an army of Rivendell elves behind him shot out life-threatening arrows. The sharp arrows easily pierced the armor of the orcs, taking away lives one after another.
Elrond is naturally not here, after all, he also has a daughter and a home to protect, but after all, Aragorn was raised by him, he regards him as his own, and he is the man his daughter likes, so he sent a team of elite archers to help.
"Kill!" Coach Oak raised his blade high, his ugly and deformed facial features twisting and twitching as he shouted.
Rumble~
In an instant, a man-made earthquake occurred, and the terrifying Mordor army launched an siege charge.
The trolls were still throwing boulders, and siege ladders were quickly put up on the city wall. The short and fast Orcs scrambled to climb up.
Soon, the flames of war reached the city wall, and the two sides entered a stage of close combat.
On the ground, a group of Orcs carried battering rams and hit the metal gate again and again.
However, no matter how hard you try, even if there are two trolls pushing behind you, the city gate is still as solid as a rock. At most, it only trembles politely.
"How can a city gate made of mithril and blessed by elves be broken open by ordinary objects!" Boromir said proudly when he saw this, and ordered the soldiers to shoot the Orcs carrying the hammer.
"Get out of here, you disgusting scum!" Gandalf turned into a melee mage with a wand in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. His tall and burly body swept down four Orcs at once.
But don't be deceived by his appearance. He is essentially a sub-god. His current image is just an illusion of a human body. It does not mean that Gandalf is really an old man. His physical ability and strength are by no means comparable to that of humans.
Seeing that his own morale was declining, Gandalf clenched his wand and gave it a heavy blow. His beard trembled and he shouted, "Cheer up, don't be afraid, don't panic!"
The powerful sound was like a beating war drum, and everyone who heard it was shocked, and felt inexplicably excited and high-spirited.
In addition to Gandalf himself being a wizard played by Maia, the Ring of Fire "Naya" he wears has the effect of resisting despair and depression, and can give himself or others courage and tenacity.
At this moment, the Ring of Fire exerted an important effect.
With firm belief, the soldiers of Gondor continued to fight with the enemy until noon, and the entire city wall was filled with broken limbs.
"What is that?" Legolas asked in shock, holding a feather arrow and piercing the enemy's temple.
"What?" Gimli, who was not far away, tried to look, but unfortunately he was not very tall, so he could only keep jumping up.
"I don't know, but my intuition tells me that it's definitely not a good thing!" Aragorn lay on the broken city wall and looked down.
The three people's eyes were all focused on the city gate.
"No!" Gandalf whispered.
"What?" When Boromir heard this, his heart skipped a beat.
I saw three four-legged animals walking towards the Mithril Gate. Their body structure was similar to that of a rhinoceros, but their size was several times larger. A pair of bull horns grew from the back of their heads, and a sharp single sword extended from their forehead to their noses.
They have horns, but they all have a pair of clear and honest eyes.
The four-legged horned beasts are not the protagonists, they are just trackers. They work together to drag a huge chariot, and behind the chariot there is a panting troll pushing it.
It can be seen how heavy the things carried by the chariot are~
There is a warg up there.
To be precise, it's a metal battering ram in the shape of a warg!
The hollow wolf eyes and slightly open mouth were filled with orange-gold light, resembling flames.
"Don't let it get close to the city gate!" Gandalf felt uneasy and shouted immediately.
The commander of Mordor was well prepared, and almost at the same time ordered the archers to shoot arrows behind the city gate, effectively suppressing it.
And in this near-death situation, it is naturally the protagonist's turn to take action.
No, Aragorn and Legolas jumped down with the help of Mordor's ladder, stepped on the head and shoulders of the Orcs, launched a smooth killing attack, and quickly approached the wolf battering ram.
Wow!
The nimble Legolas used a sliding shovel to stab the dagger into the lower jaw of a four-legged horned beast, and cut out a bloody opening that cut the throat.
Aragorn, on the other hand, suppressed the dozens of Orcs surrounded by one person. He was as fierce as a god of war. The long sword in his hand was indistinguishable from the death scythe. Each swing could take away one or even multiple lives.
Soon, Legolas jumped onto the elevated platform of the chariot and shot three arrows from above, killing the second horned beast.
His goal had been achieved. The remaining horned beast had no strength to drag the battering ram by itself. It was frightened and jumped wildly, trying to break free. Its heavy body crushed several Orcs to death.
"Legolas, it's time to go!"
In the blink of an eye, Aragorn was already clinging to a rope, pushing his feet hard on the wall, and swinging out.
Legolas understood, and leaped high with great trust, reaching out and grabbing Aragorn's right arm.
Then, Gimli and Boromir from above quickly pulled the two of them up.
But this can only delay. An hour later, four huge trolls replaced the four-legged horned beasts. The warg battering ram rose again and slammed into the Mithril City Gate with a brutal momentum.
Boom!
At this moment, everyone's hearts tightened.
But the battle is becoming more and more urgent. So far, only half of Mordor's army has been dispatched, and the remaining half has formed an encirclement formation and remains stationary.
There is no doubt that Baicheng is caught in a fight between trapped beasts.
Boom!
The battering ram struck hard a second time.
The Mithril Gate trembled violently, and many cracks spread.
"It smells of dark magic," Gandalf stared at the lifelike metal warg, "it's the blasting spell."
He guessed correctly.
Only the power of magic can tear this door apart, and this battering ram had been cast by the Witch-King of Angmar with a blasting spell before the expedition.
"Sauron is far more prepared than we thought. He has been planning for a long time." Gandalf took a deep breath and felt a little at a loss for a moment.
"Perhaps the traitor Saruman also had some plans." Boromir said angrily.
"None of our reinforcements have come, and it seems that we are all in trouble. We have to rely on ourselves. Everyone, it is my honor to live and die with you. No matter whether I survive this battle or not, I have no regrets.
." Aragorn held the sword hilt tightly, his eyes always as firm as iron.
Boromir on the side was a little dazed. The man in front of him seemed to have the potential to become the Human Emperor.
"I'll kill each of those ugly monsters. I'm going to be serious next time!" Gimli laughed and put on a posture of going all out.
Boom!
The battering ram strikes for the third time.
Amid the cheers of the Orcs, a huge wave penetrated the Mithril City Gate, tearing apart the last armor of the White City in one fell swoop.
Several trolls armed with maces advanced in first, and dozens of soldiers were beaten to death without any resistance.
However, just as the Oaks were about to file in, a horn sounded from the north.
Woo buzz——
At this moment, all Gondor soldiers were stunned, and then became ecstatic.
Because this unique sound is all too familiar to them, it is a symbol of the charging army of Gondor.
This means that those who come are our own reinforcements!
But Boromir was confused. At this juncture, how could there be any extra Gondorian troops?
For a time, both the enemy and ourselves turned their attention to the north.
I saw a dark line rising from the end of the plain.
It was an army wearing black armor, with a murderous aura rising into the sky.
The contrast between black, white, and burning dark red eyes created a strong impact, and even the horses under them had a wild aura lingering around them.
The number of people was not large, but the murderous intent was almost substantial, as if it was carrying a large black cloud pressing down on them.
"We failed to defend the city last time, and we must not repeat the same mistake this time!"
"Those children are all descendants of the Dúnedain, and may be related to us. What reason do our ancestors have not to fight?"
The skeleton general raised his arms and shouted, flicked the reins, and then led the charge.
"kill--"
The skeleton army, all mounted on wild horses, was like a sharp sword, piercing the Mordor army from the side. They had no flesh and blood and no pain, and their combat power was overwhelming. Their terrifying faces also scared the Orcs out of their wits.
The left side of their breastplates is engraved with the coat of arms of the northern kingdom Arnor, and the right side of their arm armor is engraved with a white skeleton dragon with wings spread.
The former is close to the heart and is the eternal destination.
The latter is connected with the powerful right arm, which means dedicating strength to Chu Xin.
"kill--"
Boromir roared with great excitement, and then led the army to rush out of the city gate. Even the giant troll with huge brute force was hacked to death by the chaotic swords.
Even a fool should understand something.
What's more, the good eldest son of the prime minister is not an idiot. He instantly realized the identity of those terrifying skeleton army and where they came from.
Blessed by our ancestors, we have to charge into battle even though we are covered with withered bones. We and other descendants must not sit back behind bricks and watch indifferently!
Gandalf, Aragorn and the others fought together. How could they let such a perfect opportunity pass by?
Stimulated by the Skeleton Legion, the Gondor army was undoubtedly buffed with blood, and each one of them burst out with unprecedented fighting spirit.
Soon, they cut a large gap into the Mordor army from a weak point, and ordinary feather arrows and swords basically did no harm to the skeleton soldiers, unless they were spears, spears or axes and hammers with very strong impact.
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"I'm glad you rushed to the rescue in time, but what about Smaug, where is he?" Gandalf immediately asked the leading Skeleton General.
"Right behind that mountain range, the Skeleton King was intercepted by the Witch King of Angmar and others. He knew that the situation here was critical, so he let us come over first." The Skeleton General explained concisely.
"It turns out that Sauron's goal remains the same and has never changed. To start a world war in Middle-earth, his fundamental goal is to seize the Supreme Lord of the Rings!" Gandalf said.
"Are we going to help? The Witch King has obviously been defeated by Smaug, but he still comes. His strength must have greatly increased, I'm afraid~" Aragorn pondered.
"I believe him." Gandalf said calmly.
"Everyone, maybe we can't take care of Smaug, right?" Gimli said suddenly.
Everyone looked at him and frowned.
The chaotic fighting on the battlefield is still going on all the time, but from the river behind the Mordor army, there seems to be a group of ferocious wargs galloping towards them.
Those burly giant wolves are all equipped with sharp teeth, and their number is as high as five hundred.
The key is that they have five hundred tall and burly orcs riding on their backs!
The Orcs opened a passage one after another, and the orc army came to the front line unimpeded.
With ferocious expressions, they picked up the huge crossbows hanging on their backs, installed the bows and arrows, took out cylindrical objects from the bags on their waists and chests, clicked them, raised their arms, and shot them in the direction of Gandalf and the others.
"No! That should be the explosive the Skeleton King mentioned!" General Skeleton exclaimed.
He galloped out, jumped into the skeleton army, opened his arms with all his strength, and shouted neatly, "Combined——"
The skeleton soldiers around him pounced on him instinctively.
Following a harsh creaking sound, white bones criss-crossed the area. A twenty-meter-long skeleton giant slowly stood up. If you look closely, you can see that all the bones in his body are squirming, and the armors did not break away, but scattered around.
Protect every joint position.
Whoosh whoosh!
The rain of exploding arrows is already approaching.
The giant skeleton took a step forward without hesitation, waved his arms upward, and tried his best to catch dozens of explosive arrows.
Bang bang bang!
Fire and explosions bombarded sight and hearing at the same time.
The smell of blood and gunpowder filled the air, countless pieces of meat were flying everywhere, and the mist was full of frightening screams.
The power of its explosion has improved significantly, and Saruman may really be worthy of the title of the first industrial pioneer in Middle-earth.
Gandalf and the others' pupils were shocked. They had no idea that the enemy had such a terrifying weapon.
At this time, Denesor, the prime minister standing tallest, was trembling all over. He looked to the south in despair, "I didn't expect that even those southern barbarians would get involved."
Among the mountains, the Haradh army is extremely conspicuous.
Because the leaders are twenty super giant elephants that they are proud of!
An adult man is about as tall as the instep of a giant elephant.