"Aragorn has replied, he wants to use his own strength to lead the army of the undead of Dinghuo Mountain to defeat Saruman's army of strong orcs and undead." Gandalf's eyes were a little evasive.

Faramor instantly understood that Aragorn did not want to give up this opportunity to regain the throne at all, and insisted on staging the return of the king.

"Power makes people lose themselves," Faramir sighed.

"Maybe without relying on the Shenzhou Empire, Aragorn can also defeat the Saruman army, don't forget, the undead army of Dinghuo Mountain is very powerful." Gandalf explained.

"I hope so." Faramir let out a long sigh.

The Orc army was still attacking, and the defenders of Gondor, under the orders of Faramir, fought street battles with the Orcs, using the fortifications of the royal city of Gondor, Minas Tirith, to block the enemy in batches and layer by layer, killing and damaging the enemy to the greatest extent.

"Without reinforcements, we will be defeated," Faramor said in a deep voice as he looked at the endless army of strong orcs.

"In terms of lethality, it should be the Magician Legion, but our Magician Legion has been exhausted since the beginning of the war." Boromir let out a long sigh.

"The reserves still can't move," Boromir asked in a deep voice.

"If it's not time for life and death, don't move, if you can't do it, you and your father will withdraw with the reserves, and the people of the royal capital can take as much as they can." Faramor said suddenly.

"You're making me a deserter," Boromir shouted angrily.

"It's not for you to be a deserter, it's for you to be a tinder. If the city is broken, you will take your father to the east, go to the Shenzhou Empire, pay tribute to the Shenzhou Empire, and restore the country with the soldiers of the Shenzhou Empire. Faramir said calmly.

"I'm the elder brother, I'm leaving, and you're leaving," Boromir said angrily.

"You know, my father doesn't like me, he likes you, and I should have died there when I was in the Star Fortress." Faramir said in a deep voice, drawing his long sword, igniting his fighting spirit, and preparing to fight the strong orcs.

Just as Faramir went to fight the orcs, he suddenly felt a cold spot around him, and when he looked up, he saw Gandalf standing on the wall, chanting in a low voice.

"Ice and snow that exist in the coldest places of heaven and earth, I want to borrow your purest energy, turn into a cold valley glacier and turn into the divine power of the goddess of ice and snow, condense into the ice of arrogance, condense into the ice of cold, condense into pure ice, condense into solid ice, guide with the divine power of the goddess of ice and snow, condense into a perfect body, conjure up endless divine power, and present it in the strongest form of a creature. Forbidden Ice and Snow Dragon Magic. ”

As Gandalf chanted, the heavens and the earth suddenly became cold, and at the same time, pure white snowflakes fell from the sky, and among these snowflakes, the figure of an oriental dragon loomed in the snowflakes in the sky.

"It's a forbidden spell of ice and snow," Faramir muttered as he looked at Gandalf standing on the wall.

The dragon roared and went straight to the mage troops of the strong orcs, and the ice and snow dragons were frozen everywhere they passed, and the strong orcs were killed and wounded, and just when the mage troops of the strong orcs were about to be swallowed by the ice and snow dragon, bursts of flames rose from the back of the strong orc army.

"O heavenly fire that exists in the hot places of heaven and earth, I want to borrow your purest energy to turn into endless molten condensation and condense the divine power of the god of flames, condense into scorching fire, condense into the fire of passion, condense into the fire of phoenix nirvana, condense into the fire of hell, and use the divine power of the god of fire as a guide, condense into a perfect body, conjure up endless divine power, and present it in the strongest form of a living being. Forbidden Flame Dragon. ”

A dragon of flames roared, roaring at a breakneck speed towards the Ice Dragon, and just in front of the orc's mage troops, the Fire Dragon and the Ice Dragon met, collided, and then annihilated.

"Saruman," Gandalf said in a deep voice as he looked at the deactivated Ice Dragon.

"Gandalf, that's it," Saruman said disdainfully as he looked at Gandalf on the wall in the distance.

Suddenly, Saruman's expression was abrupt, and he saw a sudden sparkle of stars appear in the overcast sky, and then the starlight flickered, and then the twinkling starlight fell from the sky and fell towards the camp of the strong orc army.

"Defense," Saruman yelled.

The overwhelming meteor shower rains down from the sky, very poignant, but

But it's also lethal.

"It's Legolas' magic trick, the meteor shower, our reinforcements are here," Gandalf exclaimed excitedly.

"Haha, I finally don't have to run away." Boromir couldn't help but roar excitedly as he watched the meteor shower falling from the sky, and then looked at the undead legion emitting a green aura in the distance, which was constantly attacking the defense line of the strong orcs.

"Damn" Faramor looked at the charging undead legion and couldn't help but hammer the city wall fiercely, "Power can really lose people's minds Gandalf, didn't you tell Aragorn that this undead legion should be used as a surprise soldier, whether it is cutting off its food and grass or harassing and attacking, it is better than charging directly, Aragorn can't be humble and listen to other people's opinions?"

"Aragorn has his own ideas, Faramor, you don't need to worry too much, you see, Aragorn led the army of the undead has been scuttled by the army of strong orcs, and the mage army of the strong orc army is about to be killed, as long as the mage army of the strong orcs can be killed, this war still has to be fought." Gandalf said optimistically.

Faramir took a deep look at Gandalf, and suddenly felt that this legendary mage who had been on the continent for thousands of years was somewhat worthy of his name, perhaps he was a strong mage, a good ranger, and a wise man, but he was by no means a qualified commander.

"Brother, take your father and go to the Shenzhou Empire." Faramor said suddenly.

"I didn't leave not because reinforcements arrived, but because there was no need, even if I went to the Shenzhou Empire and used the power of the Shenzhou Empire to restore the country, it would be his country of Aragon, not ours." Boromir said in a deep voice.

"Can the elder brother convince his father to claim the title of vassal to the Divine Empire," Faramor said in a deep voice.

"You don't think so much of Aragorn," Boromir asked rhetorically.

"Answer my question first," Faramore suddenly roared as if he had gone mad.

"I can persuade my father to submit to the Shenzhou Empire, anyway, Aragon, the descendant of Essizer, is staging a play about the return of the king, the return of the king, then we will definitely not have a good end, just like the proverb of the Shenzhou Empire, the good bow is hidden, the cunning rabbit dies, and the lackeys cook." Boromir said in a deep voice, "I answered your question, my dear brother, then please answer my question, you are so disdainful of Aragorn"

"See for yourself." Faramir let out a long sigh and gestured to the battlefield.