It's hard to say whether Sauron is a slay or not, but there should be no doubt that the soldiers of Gondor are all brave.

Just when the elves were surrounded by strong orcs and Grofendale was determined to die, the soldiers of Gondor rushed from the inner city of Minas Tirith to join the battlefield.

More than a dozen trucks were digging deep into the orc's army like clusters of sharp arrows, and Malfurion, as the leader of the elven transport brigade, took the lead, driving a large truck to the front, and the basket at the back of the truck was full of Gondor soldiers, who were strafing the enemy with their rifles.

"Soldiers of Gondor, support your allies!"

Boromir sat on the roof of the truck, controlling the machine-gun turret above, driving back the lickers who tried to pounce on them.

After discovering that the Saluman army had withdrawn from the outer city to attack the elven army, he immediately decided to support the elven allies, and at Malfurion's suggestion, he seized a large number of guns and ammunition from the merchants' union, and pieced together a reinforcement that could barely fight.

"Tsk, it doesn't seem to be a good situation, Mr. Saruman. ”

Anduin scratched his chin and said, "Your army doesn't seem to be very powerful." ”

Indeed, the burly and sturdy orc soldiers in heavy plate armor could not carry the 7.62mm caliber bullets, and fell layer by layer like ears of wheat harvested by a sickle, completely unable to get close to the side of the Gondor reinforcements.

Groffindale's heart burned with the desire to survive again, he picked up the yellow horn on his waist and shouted vigorously: "The soldiers of Rivendell, hold on for a while, reinforcements are in front!"

Hearing the shout, Saruman pursed his lips under Anduin's playful gaze, and said with a gloomy face, "Hmph, it's all just a dirt chicken, and watch me cast a spell." ”

I saw Saruman dig his staff deep into the dirt in front of him, and shook his wide cuffs, and actually took off the entire white robe, revealing the tendons and flesh that could be called toned and gorgeous, flashing with dog eyes.

Anduin's eyes twitched, he jumped back, and said, "I'm rubbing, Saruman, aren't you a mage?

Saruman stroked his beard and said kindly: "Hehe, Mr. Anduin, you don't know, this staff in my hand is made of the trunk of the first holy white tree at the beginning of the opening of the heavens by the gods, it is very strong and extremely heavy, in order to be able to use it, I have specially trained some muscles. ”

"Hey, your real name is Teacher Wu Tian, right? Actually, your nickname is Turtle Immortal, right?" Anduin complained weakly.

However, Saruman ignored him at all, looked into the distance, and said to himself: "Ah, it was a memorable time, Gandalf and I, wrestling ♂, fighting ♂, exercising in the gym together......"

Speaking of emotion, Saruman's pectoralis major muscles even flicked a few times gorgeously, and a trace of weird beads of sweat inexplicably crossed it, making Anduin retreat again.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm old, and I always like to remember the past. ”

Saruman shook his head, his face was solemn, and he first took a steady step, his eyes widened, the muscles of his whole body were swollen and swollen, and his mouth let out a scream like a killing chicken.

"Ahh

I saw that the formless and mysterious energy ripples overflowed from Saruman's body, and all the strong orcs, abominations, and lickers actually stopped their movements in unison, and froze in place like clay sculptures.

"Originally, I thought this trick was reserved for the Mordor army, so let's do it. ”

Saruman's pale beard was windless, his face was gloomy, he held the staff with both hands, and shouted violently: "The first layer of the T-virus seal, lifted!"

As the words fell, visible air ripples swept across the battlefield like shock waves, and all the orc soldiers dropped their axes and spears in a daze, and fell to the ground in disgust, lickers shaking their tongues in disdain.

"What's going on? Why aren't they moving?"

Grofendale felt a strong sense of unease in his heart, and he looked at the Gondor reinforcements that were speeding not far away, and shouted hoarsely, "Be careful, Boromir!"

Unfortunately, the warning came too late.

Whether they were orcs, abominations, or lickers, countless tiny pink flesh buds suddenly appeared from their bodies, and in the blink of an eye, they wrapped their hosts layer by layer, forming a black and red flesh carapace.

"W-what the hell is this?"

An elven soldier lost his eyes, and the fear that surged from his spine to the top of his head completely drenched his reason, and he spasmodically pressed the trigger in his hand, pouring rifle bullets on the nearest strong orc,

Bell,

The sound of gold and iron intertwined sounded, and the elves watched in amazement as the red-eyed orc twisted his neck, reaching out and slowly pulling out a copper bullet embedded in the flesh plate armor.

"Monster, monster!!"

The elven soldier screamed, ignoring the fact that the rifle drum was empty, pulling the trigger and letting the chamber click.

"This is the result of my research and development, through a specific spell to induce the guided modification of the T virus, to reconstitute biological genetic factors at the genetic level, so that the originally mild stage gradual evolution of the T virus has become rapid. In the end, a completely irrational and invincible biochemical army was formed. ”

Saruman shook his head regretfully and said, "It's a pity that the evolution of this transcribed gene is irreversible, and it will consume the life force of the host, and it can only last for a few days without protein supply. ”

Anduin praised with admiration, "That's enough, isn't it?, after devouring all of the Ravendell elven armies, as well as all the human inhabitants of Minas Tirith, the 'flesh' you have at your disposal can create an even more terrifying army that can crush Mordor's army head-on." ”

As for the word meat, it is naturally the wool that comes from the sheep, anyway, no matter in that living planet, the most important thing is the intelligent individual.

Niang Xipi, who told me that the natives of the low-magic and low-martial arts world are stupid, Lao Tzu has to spray his face to saliva, and a mere Saruman can use a few biological science books to study the modified version of the T-virus biochemical army......

If these compliments were replaced by someone else, Saruman would definitely disdain them, but when such words came out of the goblin merchant's mouth, Saruman stroked his beard very comfortably, and said with a smile in the corner of his eyes: "That's it, let Mr. Anduin laugh." ”

What, brother, can you put on your clothes first before talking?