The death of Fen Guoxuan is a very sad thing for all the Noldor elves. His death not only lowered the morale of all the elves, but also had a very bad impact on the prospects of conquering Angban. The offensive of the Western Route Army, as well as the death of the Supreme Commander, made the situation have a very bad impact from the beginning, and it has had a far-reaching impact on the next offensive and future planning of all elves.

Morgoth was furious, not only because of his left foot, but also because of the scar on his face, which Thorondo left behind. He watched Thorondo's back disappear quickly, and the anger in his heart grew heavier and heavier. However, the Eagle King Sorondo flew extremely fast, and the moment he grabbed Finn Guoxuan's corpse, he quickly climbed to a height that was completely out of reach for orc archers. Then flap your wings and calmly leave.

Enraged, Morgoth ordered his army to attack the Noldor elves who were besieging him. He roared hoarsely, "Kill them, kill them all, I want them to die!! ”

The Noldor elves, who fought hard, had already forgotten everything the moment they died in the battle, and at this moment, they had only one thought in their hearts. Revenge!!!

In the face of the army of orcs surging like a tide, the besieged elven army formed a large circle in the shape of a circle. Man to man, man to man, shield against the back of his companion, spear to the enemy, all kinds of long-range weapons in the circle, like a rain of rain pouring down on the endless phalanx of orcs.

The cavalry legion led by Fengong is like a lonely boat in the face of the vast sea of half-orcs, and it will be subverted at any time. They kept swinging their swords and slashing, and their physical strength was already almost exhausted, and they were all supported by the anger and faith in their hearts. In the face of the half-orcs who went forward one after another, the besieged Fengong kept swinging his sword and slashing, and his weapons, armor, war horses and even his body were covered with sticky and disgusting blood.

However, in the face of a near-endless population of orcs, their resistance was insignificant. Each counterattack was quickly repressed by the vast ocean of orcs. The soldiers around him continued to die in battle, and the number of them became smaller and smaller, while the number of enemies was still not very small. With a roar, the tall flame demons with flames all over their bodies walked out, and they had been hiding behind them from the beginning until now. Now, thanks to Morgoth's orders, the Firefiend has returned to the battlefield.

The throat was red as magma, and a blazing fire was brewing, followed by the incredibly hot gunpowder spitting out.

Everywhere the fire went, orcs and elves howled to death, burned to ashes by the blazing gunpowder! The tall and sturdy flame demon conjured two gunpowder whips in his hands, and between the twitches, the bones separated. On the battlefield dominated by elves and half-orcs, the presence of fire demons is a symbol of almost invincibility, even if it is a high elf.

The dispatch of the fire demon also represents the impatience of Morgoth, although the elves, humans, and dwarves are fighting with all their might, trying to fight their way out of the encirclement. However, the number of orcs is so great that God knows how many Orcs Morgoth has created over the course of nearly five hundred years. I'm afraid, this number, even Morgoth doesn't know. Morgoth, who hated the children of Iluvita, who hated Vera, and hated everything, had already gone completely insane. His madness had already spread to Valinor and Vera's ears through the atmosphere and wind!

In the same way, the war that is currently going on, the Veras are also looking at it, and they are also anxious. However, due to the original prophecy, they would not give the elves any help.

The three-clan alliance army in a state of siege is almost exhausted, and every soldier has fought until now, just waving the weapon in his hand mechanically. By now, they have almost despaired, and they have long lost any hope of killing them.

Each of them was in danger under the endless onslaught of the orcs, and each of them had reached the limit. They don't know how many orcs they killed, and the corpses piled up on the ground have long since become a mountain of corpses. Orcs, elves, humans, and dwarves, the blood of which has contaminated the earth has become a stream.

The next moment, the endless half-orcs rushed to kill again, they were not afraid of death, they were simply charging at any cost. Under Morgoth's orders, they would only continue to move forward, not knowing how to retreat.

At this moment, there was a continuous roar from the distant earth, the roar of the mountains and the sea, and the collapse of the earth. For a time, the noisy and tragic battlefield came to an abrupt end.

All eyes were on the place where the voice was coming from, whether elves, humans, dwarves, or orcs. Their eyes looked in the direction from which the voice came, and a black figure was reflected in their pupils. They have elves, and they also have humans. Each knight straddled the war horse, covered in armor, and rushed with an indomitable momentum.

The allied forces of the three clans, which were surrounded and almost in a desperate situation, erupted into a cry that shook the heavens and the earth, and then their already exhausted physical strength burst into vigorous vitality. Everyone, desperately rushing to kill all the enemies they can see and touch. The sharp sword in his hand had already broken in the continuous slashing. They picked up the weapons of the dead robes, picked up the weapons of the enemy, and rushed to meet the reinforcements who received them.

Fengong also breathed a sigh of relief, leading the only remaining cavalry under his command to join the large army, and with their efforts, Fengong successfully joined them. Subsequently, everyone rushed in the direction of the reinforcements, desperately rushing to kill.

The strong desire to survive, or the instinct for life, forced them to exert their super combat power.

And at this time, Morgoth also clearly knew that the elves wanted to retreat, how could he let them get their wish? Under his orders, two evil dragons rushed from the endless mountains in the distance, and one of the fire demons roaming the battlefield continued to stop the elves like crazy. His strong strength makes him like a flock of sheep and unstoppable. At this moment, the valiant Turgong stepped forward, and he approached the Fire Demon with his sword in hand, escorted by the soldiers, and then began to fight the Fire Demon.

At this time, more than 7,000 cavalry led by Chirdan also began to charge, the spears they held tightly in their hands were clamped, and the war horses began to accelerate. Originally, they led an army of 8,000 people, but on the way here, in order to kill the evil dragon that was chasing them, they delayed time, and paid the price of nearly 1,000 people, so they killed one evil dragon and drove one away.

Although their strength is not many now, they are undoubtedly a vital force for the three clans alliance forces that are currently under siege.

The powerful cavalry exerted its invincible power, easily tore a gap, and continued to rush forward quickly. Under the onslaught of Chirdan regardless of casualties, they soon got closer and closer to the trapped tribal alliance, but here, every step they took was also very heavy.

However, at this moment, no one cares about this, they have only one purpose, and there is only one belief at this moment. Rush out, kill out, go home!

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