The Sword Saint Gro Hell Roar unleashed its most powerful move, turning into a fiery red storm that exploded in the center of the mage regiment that accompanied the army, and the mage legion screamed and lost its dead and wounded in the flaming red sword storm.

There were many casualties among the defenders of the city, and there were all mages who died completely, and Faramir knew that he had been defeated, and the defeat was so neat.

Faramir was furious, spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and his eyes were red and he was about to come up and fight with the Sword Master, but he was stopped by his own guards.

"My lord, this defeat is not a crime of war! It's not that the brothers don't work hard, it's that the orcs are too cunning! My lord, for the sake of tens of millions of subjects in the capital of the King of Gondor, hurry back to the royal capital and tell the Lord Regent everything here and the strong orcs! ”

"My lord, let's go!"

Faramir's guards held Faramir down and brought some horses to him, and after he helped him to his horse, he embraced him towards Minastiris, the royal capital of Gondor.

Faramir glanced back hatefully at the Star Fortress of Osgilias, which had been occupied by the orc army, gritted his teeth and galloped towards the royal capital with his horses.

Faramor knew that he had lost in intelligence, and he didn't know anything about the orc army, but his own situation was clearly understood by the orc army, how could he not be defeated? The information must be transmitted back, otherwise, the royal city will not be protected.

"Ga"

"Ga"

There were bursts of piercing screams behind Faramor, and I saw pieces of flying monsters in the air chasing after Faramor and his party.

"It's the Ringwraith!" The attendants were shocked.

"It's not the ring spirit, there can't be so many ring spirits, this should be the air class of the strong orcs, accelerate with all your might, leave them alone." Faramir said in a deep voice, then flicked his whip fiercely, controlling the horse under him and starting to accelerate.

But no matter how fast the horse ran, it was not as fast as the air unit, and the air class of the strong orcs caught up with Faramir and his party, and one by one the toxined spears shot down from the air, nailing Faramor and his party to the ground with their men and horses.

The guards around Faramor were decreasing at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye, and in just a few breaths, the guards around Faramor were in the single digits, and the second round of strikes from the strong orc air class was coming.

"My life is at stake!"

I don't know why, when Faramir was dying, these four words with the color of the Shenzhou Empire suddenly flashed in his mind, maybe the influence of the Shenzhou Empire on the Middle-earth continent was too deep, or maybe he listened to the commentary of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms too much. Starting

Farrames closed his eyes and waited for the final death to come.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, death did not come.

Faramir opened his eyes and looked up, only to see a ball of fireball exploding in the air, attacking the air units of the strong orcs, and the air units of the strong orcs fell into the air one after another under the blow of the fireball, either killed by the fireball, or fell to death.

"Gandalf!" Faramir shouted excitedly.

When Faramir fled, Gandalf and Boromir had just entered the royal capital of Gondor, Minas Tirith, and seeing that Faramir was in danger, Gandalf immediately rode two thousand light wheels to the rescue, Gandalf with magic in one hand and a sword in the other, roaring towards the air unit of the strong orcs.

"This is the Wind Knight, the flying class of the strong orcs, and under the seat is the bipedal wyvern, Faramor, pull a few corpses back to the city." Gandalf shouted in the air, then rushed at the orc wind knight.

Faramir rode back with his last remaining attendants, lassoed a few slightly intact corpses with ropes, and dragged them towards the royal city; Gandalf was on the charge, and when he saw that Faramir was within range of the long-range strike of King Gondor, he rode back on his broomstick.

At this moment, there was a rumpet sound from the orc army, and the Wind Knight did not continue to pursue, but drove the bipedal wyvern back to the rear.

"Faramir, how did you lose so quickly?" Gandalf asked as soon as he flew directly to the royal city of Minastirith to meet with Faramor.

"Information! We don't know anything about the strong orcs. Faramir said indignantly, and then explained the circumstances and details of the war to Gandalf.

"Go to your father and tell him about the battle at the Star Fortress, and I'll be up to you and your brother Boromir to organize the defense." Gandalf patted Faramor on the shoulder.

Faramir nodded, directly carried the fighting spirit, carried the corpse of a two-legged wyvern, and ran towards the palace of the royal city as fast as he could.

"Faramor did his best." Gandalf looked at Faramir's back and said in a deep voice.

"We were careless." Boromir was equally solemn.

"The next focus is not only to do a good job of air defense, but also to protect the mage legion." Gandalf said in a quiet voice.

"I'll send the strongest people in the army to form a small team, and each mage will have at least one big fighter and four strong fighters around him to protect him." Boromir immediately said and hurriedly organized his manpower.

Gandalf couldn't help frowning when he looked at the Saruman army coming from afar, this is just an army of strong orcs, the army of the undead has not yet appeared, and Gandalf communicated with Xiud, the son of King Xiudun, a few days ago, strictly speaking, this army of the undead should be called the army of the undead.

The army of the undead is not really immortal, and they will die if they are slashed by swords and hit by magic, and they are mainly restrained by light magic, but light magic ...... There are several light magicians in the entire Middle-earth continent, and the elves in the Rivendell Forest and Lorian's Golden Forest do have some light magicians, but they are too far away to rush to the rescue.

Although Dienether did not have a good impression of Faramor, his eldest son Boromir did not die, not only did not die, but he was alive, and at this time, when Gondor was in danger of life and death, Dienether II had to send Faramor out and let Faramor help Boromir defend the city.

"Can I ask the Divine Empire for help? We, Gondor, alone can't hold Minas Tirith. Faramir asked after finding Gandalf.

"A few days ago, when Mordor's army entered the Dagora War Plains, the Shenzhou Empire had already sent troops westward, crossed the Misty Mountains, and directly attacked the northern kingdom of Arno on the Earth Continent." New 81 Chinese network update fastest Mobile terminal::/

"The Shenzhou Empire wants to unify Middle-earth?" Faramir's face changed and he blurted out.

Gandalf glanced at Faramir in surprise, he didn't expect his Zhengzhi consciousness to be so high, and he could see the purpose of the Divine Empire at a glance.

"I usually like to watch the Romance of the Three Kingdoms published by the Shenzhou Empire, and the Shenzhou Empire, from the king to the people, all admires the idea of great unification, so the purpose of the Shenzhou Empire's dispatch of troops to Arno is clear at a glance." Faramor explained.

Gandalf didn't speak, just let out a long sigh.

"If we are vassals to the Shenzhou Empire and follow the example of the Rohan Kingdom, can we ask for reinforcements from the Shenzhou Empire?"

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