"Stay in formation!"

"Don't panic, everyone walks slowly!"

"Anyone who leaves the formation will be stripped of the status of a warrior!"

Countless officers continued to shout in the ranks, their orders allowed the entire coalition team to maintain a relatively complete formation, and on the entire battlefield, the large forces of the coalition forces were constantly retreating, they cautiously looked at the Mordor troops that were constantly emerging on the top of the mountain, and now just seeing the number of enemies has exceeded the remaining coalition soldiers at least double, and a large number of defeated Mordor soldiers are also constantly joining the battlefield under the reorganization of this new army.

Mordor moved back to the battlefield again in an instant, and Lelouch saw the army lineup and understood in an instant: the battle is over!

The coalition has failed, and it is no longer possible for the coalition to continue to fight a huge war with Mordor in its current state, and Lelouch can even see the faces of the coalition soldiers who are slowly retreating with exhaustion, dazedness, and slight fear, they have already doubted how many people still exist in Mordor, even if they try their best to destroy this legion, will Mordor have the next legion?

This question is not only for the soldiers, but also for Lelouch, and the coalition top brass already knows that this battle cannot continue.

"Retreat, it's time to finish, retreat to Fort Horn and prepare for a defensive battle!"

Lelouxiu's tone was infinitely gloomy, anyone who experienced such a tragic battle in the end the victor was still his enemy, he would be so gloomy, the coalition forces had begun to retreat, Lelouch had already given the order as soon as possible, and now his words were more like comforting himself, telling himself that this was a fact that he could not avoid at all.

"Long live! Long live the Great Devil!"

The great shamans let out continuous cheers, and the orcs around them will cheer even more than a sea of cheers, the entire sea of cheers of Mordor, these Mordor soldiers who suddenly appeared have been recuperating, and now they have all entered the combat position, now they only need an order from Mordor, they will rush down the battlefield as fast as possible, and then bring death and end to the coalition army, the coalition army failed a hundred years ago, and will still fail a hundred years later.

"Mordor's heritage is too powerful, and we still can't shake the powerful Mordor now!"

There is a lot of sadness and despair at the top of the coalition, especially the centaurs, who are in complete despair, not only are they about to lose their last gathering place, but even their last centaur Khan King has also been lost, and the centaurs will be a thing of the past after this battle, whether Mordor wins or the coalition wins, for their centaurs, there is no difference.

The sluggishness of the coalition forces and the high momentum of Mordor permeated the entire battlefield, but there was only one place that was not affected by this atmosphere, and the atmosphere that permeated here was particularly heavy.

The tall Mordor was now sitting on a chair that appeared out of nowhere, his body looked thin and small, it was hard to believe the tall and burly body of Mordor before, the four guards were almost standing next to Mordor, although the three of them were wearing heavy armor, but anyone could feel the sadness and despair of the three of them, Karui looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, his legs were already kneeling on the ground, his eyes were full of sadness.

"It's time, I'm ~ living too long!"

Mordor's voice was extremely hoarse, his words were weak, Karui witnessed the entire weakening process of Mordor, after throwing the spear that instantly offset the beggar's leader, his body was like a deflated balloon that was constantly wilting, knowing that now he was almost skinny lying on the seat, protected by the guards in the middle, Mordor used the last trace of strength that allowed him to survive until now in this battle, his limit!

Mordor turned his head with a slight difficulty to look at Karui with a dazed face:

"Karui, I'm leaving!"

"The Maharaja is joking, you are a well-deserved god in the whole of Middle-earth, God, how can you die?"

Karui looked at Mordor as if he was deceiving himself, and his tone was filled with endless admiration, Karui was not so much the prime minister of Mordor, but more like the adopted son of Mordor, in fact, in the deepest part of Kalou's heart, he had always regarded Mordor as his father, but this feeling had been hidden deeply, and there was no expression before, but now, when the parting was suddenly a general, Karui could no longer control his heart.

Karui's self-deceptive words made Mordor crack the corners of his mouth, under the dark cloak, there was no orc's ugly face and yellow fangs, only a piece of countless wrinkles like a human old man, Mordor, not an orc, this secret no one knew except the guards and Karui.

Mordor tilted his head upward, and the guard number one, who had been following him, immediately picked up his seat, and the number two was undignified and prostrate on the ground as a cushion, and Mordor's gaze could cross the entire battlefield here, his eyes under his cloak were still sharp and bright, and under his feet were countless armies ready to go, these were the legions loyal to Mordor, and the ones who fought against the coalition before were nothing more than the clan legions of the great shamans.

Mordor only needs to wave his hand, and he can wipe out all the 700,000 coalition troops in front of him who no longer have the will to fight, and it is not very clear whether there are still 700,000 coalition troops.

But Mordor didn't do that, he just looked into the distance, and the million-strong army of people fighting for him at his feet couldn't attract the slightest attention from him, especially in the last moments of his life, at the end of Mordor's gaze, a shadow felt something.

She sat under the sacred tree of the White Tower, looking at the blue scenery in the sky, the towering white tower platform was white and empty, and the whole world seemed to have only this day. This tree, this person, here she is one with the sky, it seems so natural and harmonious, until Mordor's gaze came to her side, she turned her head to look at Mordor in slight surprise, they are thousands of miles apart, but it is as natural as if they are facing each other, her eternal expression Even if Estelle is willing to sacrifice the entire elven kingdom for him, there is no lightness of the countenance, there is surprise, and a trace of inexplicable melancholy.

Mordor looked at her with a smile and admiration in his eyes, not like Estelle's admiration, but a kind of tenderness that seemed to have evolved through countless spaces and times, after thousands of years, or even ten thousand years of precipitation, and finally evolved without any impurities except love.

"I'm leaving!"

Mordor repeated to her what she had just said, and Karui seemed to be speaking to the Void, but she nodded.

"Can you hug me? Just once! It's also a little compensation for you for coming to this world for a thousand years!"

She sat under the tree, thought about it, and suddenly stretched out her white slender arm and plucked the few leaves on the sacred tree, this leaf was as white as jade, and when it was blown gently, it changed into powder, which seemed to fly into the distance under a gust of wind, and the distance of thousands of miles was only a blink of an eye.

The white powder gathered, a shadow flew from the air, she opened her arms, and gently embraced the black-robed Mordor into her arms, Mordor's face was filled with endless happiness and understanding, in which extremely satisfied smile, closed her eyes, her head, and drooped weakly, even if the white shadow was as swift as she came, she also left quickly, this hug was more like the blowing of the breeze than a gentle sooth.

Karui looked at the sudden white figure in disbelief, the white voice only appeared for a moment and then disappeared, but Karui was sure that he had indeed seen her existence just now, which was beyond Kalu's cognition, and then, Karui finally couldn't control his emotions and completely prostrate on the ground:

"The Maharaja Returns !!"

"The Maharaja Returns !!"

"The Maharaja Returns !!"

Karui shouted three times in a row, he didn't care if the Mordor army would fall apart immediately when he heard this, he didn't care if the Great Shaman would be active, he didn't care if the coalition army escaped, he just wanted this world now, so that the whole of Middle-earth would mourn the departure of this man.

Karui did it.

The orc soldiers in the distance around him watched this scene in disbelief, he knelt on the ground after understanding the meaning of Karui's words, this scene was like a contagion, with Mordor on the back of No. 2 as the center, and millions of people fell to the ground like a wave chain, the picture was like a spreading tide, magnificent and vast.

The breath of sorrow instantly replaced the slaughter, and the great shaman looked at this sudden scene in disbelief, they may have all kinds of ideas, but at this moment, they only have the wail of following the lifelong leader to leave, the great shaman, how can it not be a five-body throw.

"Mordor, dead?"

The coalition forces looked at the entire battlefield that had suddenly fallen silent, and they did not have a trace of excitement or relief for the rest of their lives.

Lelouch silently looked at the sad orc army in the distance, his mood was a little strange, Mordor died, the person he had always regarded as the final boss died like this, died so suddenly, so unacceptable, Lelouch even fought him in the real sense for the first time, he always thought that there would be countless confrontations between them in the future, until he went through a lot of hardships to kill the Black Tower, and killed Mordor in the heart of Mordor, but now...

"That's the end of it!"

Olaf's tone was filled with sadness, the dwarves and Mordor had fought for a hundred years, if you count the orc era, the dwarves and Mordor had been fighting for thousands of years, but now, the most powerful enemy the dwarves have ever had left, Olaf has a bitter hatred for Mordor, and also has admiration and appreciation for Mordor, even Olaf has to admit that a great leader has left this world!

"Silence for the Maharaja!"

Lelouch gave such an order, and no one in the coalition army objected, and the entire battlefield, both Mordor and the coalition army, offered their respect and sorrow to the only one sitting in the seat.

"The old era is gone, and the new era will begin anew at this moment!"

"A new era has arrived. ”

"My time has come!"

Lelouch lowered his head and said goodbye to Mordor in his heart!