"Victory!"

Seeing the ghost soldiers so powerful, Aragorn roared excitedly.

He had been thinking about his goddess all the time these days, and the thought of Arvin's possible mistreatment made Aragorn's heart twist!

The evil god is obviously not a good man and a woman, and the other party's motive for naming Alwin is also obvious, but for the sake of peace and stability in Middle-earth, he can only send Alwyn into the demon cave with his own hands.

Seeing that the ghost soldiers he had summoned were so powerful, Aragorn's mood was both excited and angry.

Excitedly, seeing that this battle is about to be won, everyone can take this opportunity to force the evil god to return to Mordor!

Because even Sauron couldn't completely destroy him, no one thought that he could completely kill the evil god who was much higher than Sauron, and forced the other party back to Mordor and restored the previous territory of each race, which could be regarded as the completion of the strategic goal.

And the anger is:

I knew that the ghost soldiers were so powerful, and they didn't even need Alwyn as a sacrifice at all!

With the strength of the ghost soldiers, even if they can't deal with that giant beast, they can always sweep away the minions under the command of the evil god regardless of whether they are scattered and sneak attacks or guerrilla harassment.

The thought of sacrificing Arwyn in this way made Aragorn's chest burst open.

He couldn't wait to go and directly overturn the camp of the evil god right now, and from the position he was in now, he could even clearly see the huge lifting behind the enemy army!

Although the curtain was around the lifter, and it was impossible to see the inside, Aragorn felt as if he could feel a scorching light from the inside.

That's definitely Alvin, she's waiting for herself to save her!

Feeling the scorching light, Aragorn suddenly felt that his whole body was filled with strength, and he waved his sword and rushed towards the orcs who had begun to rout.

"Ahhh

Bursts of screams suddenly sounded from behind him, and the originally invincible ghost soldiers were now all beginning to melt like snow that had encountered flames!

Although Yin Spirits are rare in Middle-earth, it does not mean that they are invincible.

For ordinary people, ghosts can be very scary things, but for some people, what is a ghost thing?

The zombie meets Uncle Nine, and the prisoner meets Conan, so is there still a way to live?

In the same way, Saruman, as the strongest white robe, if he can still make a group of Yin soldiers arrogant under the premise of preparation, then he can simply find a noodle and hang it.

The dazzling light directly pierced the haze in the sky, this light is a little dazzling to normal people at most, but for the Yin soldiers, it is the most terrifying thing in the world!

The Yin Spirit, who was already slaughtering all directions, immediately screamed and fled, no matter how much Aragorn screamed.

These ghosts were originally the mountain people of the White Mountain, who took refuge in Aragorn's ancestor Essidor and swore to be born and die for the other party, but when they fought against Sauron, they saw the opponent's huge army and fled directly, so they were cursed and became a monster that could not rest in peace.

The reason why these Yin Spirits came to help Aragorn this time was to break the curse on his body and let his soul rest in peace!

However, although these ghosts are tired of floating in the world like ghosts, and their greatest wish is to rest in peace, it does not mean that they really regard death as their home.

It's better to die than to live, not even afraid of being a ghost, are you still afraid of being embarrassed?

You must know that these guys were not warriors when they were alive, and the reason why they killed all sides just now was because they knew that the enemy couldn't hurt them at all, and in that case, anyone could be a thousand!

And now?

The golden light just shone around the battlefield, and all the Yin soldiers had disappeared without a trace!

"Bastards, you traitors!" Aragorn roared angrily at the sight that he was about to rush to the rear camp of the enemy army, but now the guys had all fled without saying a word.

Although the golden light has a lethal killing effect on the Yin soldiers, in fact, because there are too many people on the battlefield, there are not many ghost soldiers who have really disappeared!

It's just that the remaining ghost soldiers have long since run away, anyway, they are all soul bodies, and if they want to run, there are really not many people who can catch him.

"Damn!" With red eyes, Aragorn let out a final cry as he looked at the orc army that had surrounded him.

There is no way, this guy's heart was too anxious just now, he rushed too fast alone, and now he is completely surrounded by the enemy.

"The sons of Essidor are gone!" Looking at Aragorn, who was surrounded by layers of troops, Gandalf said with a sigh.

"Why would Saruman know about our army of the Shadows!" Although Aragorn, as the last heir of the Human Emperor Essidor, has a very sensitive identity, no one cares about his life or death now, and everyone obviously has more important things to do.

The Dwarf King asked directly, the Yin Soldier is a killer weapon that has been hidden, and the enemy can actually predict the Prophet's reaction, which really puzzles him.

For this reason, he constantly looked up to observe the reactions of his allies, and always felt that there was definitely a traitor in this!

"The power of the evil god is beyond our imagination, maybe he can use some prophetic spells, we are not the time to study this matter, let's let the allies appear!" Seeing that everyone's faces began to look ugly because of the Dwarven King's words, Gandalf hurriedly said.

Although everyone said that they all stood together in order to fight against the evil god army, there were also contradictions between the various groups, and the dwarves had always been at odds with the elves, and if the allies were in civil strife at this critical juncture, it would be all over!

Fortunately, as Middle-earth and timely rain, Gandalf still has a lot of face, and under his persuasion, everyone temporarily put aside the doubts in their hearts and began to wave the order flag.

Hundreds of tree herders have come down from the mountain, and these guys will directly blend in with the trees as long as they hide in the woods, and they are definitely the best candidates for black guns.

Of course, their strength should not be underestimated, each shepherd is close to ten meters tall, coupled with their wooden body, it is a moving siege tower!

In the original plot, this group of tree herders directly defeated Saruman's strong orc troops, trapped the dignified white-robed wizard in the black tower and directly turned him into prisoners, so that Saruman didn't even have the courage to go out and fight head-on, which shows how strong these guys are in war.

Hundreds of tree herders rushed into the enemy army like tigers descending from the mountain, although those orc brothers were not afraid of death, but in the face of the sudden rush out of the tree herders, there was still something to be done.

Just like the ghost soldiers just now, the battle axes in the hands of the orcs can't directly hack the tree people to death, they cut a knife to support the death on the skin of the tree people, but the tree people casually pull it, the light ones hurt their muscles and bones, and the heavy ones directly ascend to heaven on the spot!

The trunk of a tree with a diameter of two or three meters can only be broken for half a day even with a saw, and it is really not easy to inflict fatal damage on the tree man in a hurry.

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"What am I talking about, you have to watch the whole set of this play, right?" Someone stood up comfortably, grabbed the elven princess Alwyn, who was secretly crying, and asked with a smile.

Before the lift, it was half of Aragorn's corpse, there was no way, in the current chaotic situation, it was already rare to be able to recover half of the corpse.

Someone had ordered his men to bring Aragon back alive, because that was fun, wasn't it?

Unfortunately, the future human emperor did not make it to the moment the herald arrived.

Surrounded by layers of armies, even if Aragorn is known as the first ranger of mankind, it will not help at all.

"The master's ingenuity is unparalleled in the world, and these ants dare to go against you, it's just self-defeating!" The sycophant Grima immediately greeted him.

"Raise a little higher, why haven't you learned it after so many days? Throw you into the orc camp again so stupidly! Someone slapped Arwin in the face before he commanded Saruman.

"Let those guys all go out, after so many days, it's time for them to move!"

"Yes!" Saruman, who had just sat down, quickly stood up again and began to command.

'Whew-'

A group of cyborg monsters roared out from behind, these were monsters that were modified by someone with the T-virus a month ago, and after a month of virus invasion, they are all now deeply infected monsters.

Although the T virus has lost its effect of rapid transmission in this plane, it has shown a jaw-dropping effect in terms of physical transformation, and these monsters have almost reached the level of a biochemical tyrant after someone has tested them personally, and it should be enough to deal with these tree people!

The forces of both sides fought from about 10 o'clock in the morning to more than 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and after four hours of fighting, all the soldiers involved in the battle were already scarred and panting, and the entire Rohan Pass was already stained red with blood.

"It's so slow!"

Someone is enjoying their lunch, and even though there is a war going on between the two sides, it doesn't affect someone's meal at all.

After all, work and rest need to be combined, people need to eat, don't they?

Of course, apart from him, no one else has such a good leisure.

"We have to fight!"

Seeing that the battle situation continued to stalemate, everyone on the command platform of the coalition army couldn't sit still.

After half a day of fierce fighting, the armies of both sides have now completely fallen into a period of exhaustion, and if there is no external force, this battle is likely to be in vain!

A battle of hundreds of thousands of people is normal for ten days and half a month under normal circumstances, but for the coalition army, they simply have the capital to drag it out.

God knows if anything will happen if the time drags on, and if we can't win the battle in one go, then all the previous efforts will be in vain.

'Water flows! Listen to my call! ’

Galadriel floated straight down from the podium, countless rushing waves dancing with her.

"Atmosphere! Inflict pain on your enemies! Elrond pinched his right hand and blasted out in front of him, and all the enemies within a dozen meters in front of him were directly blasted out.

"For the glory of God Olli!" Seeing that the sworn enemy elves began to show their might, the dwarf king was naturally not far behind, and with a roar, he turned on the godly mode, and a golden giant suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

The others also started their performances, these people, as some masters in Middle-earth, were not at all comparable in strength to the water-filled swordsman in Aragorn!

If Aragorn is a hundred enemies, then these people are at least a thousand people.

A peerless master naturally can't resist thousands of troops, but what if it is dozens of masters?

"That's the Elven Empress, it's really good!" Someone, who was teasing the elven princess, looked up at Galadriel floating in the air and nodded with interest.

Sure enough, compared to Kai's milk, Arwen still looks too small!

Of course, this little does not refer to age, but to some specific nouns.

"My lord, our army's offensive has slowed down!" Saruman looked at the masters who were killing in all directions, and said with some heart palpitations.

Seriously, these people are the real henchmen, and in a place like Middle-earth, where individual heroism and strength are important, sometimes tens of thousands of troops are not as important as a master.

After all, as long as these masters hide and fight guerrilla warfare, then even tens of thousands of troops will be helpless against them.

Moreover, these people are also the spiritual leaders of all races, as long as they are all killed or captured, then the unification of the entire Middle-earth Continent is basically a sure thing.

"In the end, it's up to me to get out!" Letting go of the elf princess in his hand, someone stood up and straightened his belt.

Someone pulled the mount out, and he stepped directly onto the mount, then pulled the reins and rushed towards the middle of the battlefield.

Seeing the evil god personally dispatched, the army immediately moved out of the way, and at the same time, those masters who were cleaning up the miscellaneous fish also stopped their movements in unison.

Everyone knows that how many miscellaneous fish are actually only a palliative, not a cure, and if you want to completely win this battle, defeating the evil god is the best choice.

"Let me count, how many guys there are!" Riding a mount to the middle of the battlefield, the soldiers on both sides and a large area were tacitly vacated as a place for the bigwigs to duel.

In fact, it stands to reason that in a place like Middle-earth, where the top masters can break a thousand by one person, the war between soldiers is purely superfluous, and the generals of both sides will come up directly and fight it alone.

But it can't be helped, respect the tradition!

Besides, if there is no war between mortals, how can it reflect the deterrence of masters!

"Galadriel, huh? I love you! Someone said with a smile as he first looked at the Elven Empress floating in the air.

"Holy Law God, this is not the place you should be, go back to your world!" Galadriel spoke directly, in a slightly reprimanding tone.

It's just that even if she has an angry face, it is obvious that she really has no deterrent power.

For others, the Elven Empress can scare a bunch of people to death just by putting her face down, but for someone.

Such an elf empress is good!