Zhang Ziyu will not personally create more Mother Trees of War, unless there are some circumstances that affect the game.

But he also did not cut off the orcs, the reproduction of the opposite sex and the creation of the Mother Tree of War and the Mountain of Beasts by means of sacrifice are all the abilities of the Dark Messenger.

Ashg is now using all the blood and flesh of the Battle of the Holy Helm Keep as a sacrifice to summon the new Mother Tree of War.

Since he wants to help the great master rule Middle-earth, then he needs more orc soldiers.

The growth of the mother tree of war did not bring a greater blow to the soldiers of the Rohan State.

Because they are already on the verge of collapse, fighting desperately, and trying to survive at all costs.

It's just that their efforts seem so futile and so powerless.

The gates were breached, and under the leadership of the trolls, the orc troops poured into the Holy Helmet Fortress like a tidal wave, shouting and killing incessantly, and all the Rohan soldiers who stood in the way were crushed by the meteor hammer.

The head of the city was also lost, and a large number of orc soldiers climbed to the head of the city and began to attack in a big way.

Sheud led his knights to attack and fend off the orc warriors who rushed to the city.

One by one, he no longer paid attention to the situation in the entire Holy Helmet Fort, and only had in his heart to kill, keep killing, and defeat those filthy guys.

Gradually, the voices calmed down, and the rebellious voices of the Rohan soldiers died down.

Xiyude raised his head, barely supporting himself with his sword, his face covered in blood.

The Holy Helm Fort has fallen.

"You—you're not going to get away with it!"

He wanted to shout, but the next moment, the sharp blade was already cutting through his head.

The head falls to the ground, and the dead cannot die anymore.

"Everyone, rest for half an hour, and then come with me!"

——

"Drive! Pick up speed, the Holy Helm Fortress is ahead, and we're going to crush those filthy orcs. ”

Heudon was galloping along the edge of the White Mountains with a large cavalry, a fierce and outnumbered cavalry.

There were fifteen thousand men, each of whom was a battle-hardened cavalry from various territories, and was the elite of the Rohan Kingdom.

Like a torrent of steel, they ran towards the valley of the Holy Helmet Fortress at a very fast speed, and in half a day's work, they would be able to trap those orcs in that valley.

"Heydon, we need to hurry, I feel the power of darkness."

Gandalf was also in the ranks on a white horse, and he frowned, and he couldn't help but remind Siyodon.

Sheudon still has a lot of respect for Gandalf, because the white-robed wizard is a messenger of the gods and a person with powerful magic.

"Gandalf, don't worry, there is absolutely no problem with the fortification of the Holy Helmet Fort for three days, rest assured."

Sheudon has a lot of trust in the Holy Helm Fortress, and they are not far from the Holy Helm Fortress, and the victory in this battle must belong to the Rohan Kingdom.

"I hope so."

The cavalry was still hurrying along, and along the road, over the small slopes, they were getting closer to the Holy Helmet Fort.

However, at this time, several huge black shadows suddenly appeared in the sky.

"What's that?!"

The cavalry noticed that something was wrong, and suddenly looked up, and a huge stone more than two meters long appeared in the sky.

"Get out of the way!"

No one knows where this stone came from, but if you don't dodge it, it's going to be finished in the next moment.

Pulling the reins with all their might, some turned around, some stopped galloping, and for a moment the cavalry corps was a little chaotic.

And chaos will not solve any problems.

The huge stone smashed directly into the cavalry legion, crushing several unlucky eggs, and when it rolled away, it directly broke through the cavalry lineup.

One by one, nearly fifty boulders between the lightning and flint slammed into the cavalry of Theodon.

The lineup was scattered, and the momentum of the charge was also contained.

"There's an ambush!"

Gandalf protects Heydon, the king is the leader of the Rohanate, and he must stay alive or the team will not want to fight the orcs.

Heavy footsteps were heard, and on the small slope in the distance, dozens of tall trolls appeared on the hillside, like a thick and unshakable iron wall.

"Trolls!"

Gandalf's face turned serious, and sure enough, it was Saruman who was a troublemaker.

"Saruman, how dare you turn your back on your identity!"

Fifteen thousand orc troops gradually appeared on the hillside, and Saruman, dressed in white robes and holding a pitch-black staff in his hand, appeared at the front of the group.

"Gandalf, you weren't killed by the Fire Demon, it's really eccentric."

Even if the lesser gods are killed, they will die, unless it is Iluvita who reinvent him.

Gandalf's sudden appearance, and the appearance of a white robe, already made it clear who gave the power.

Saruman raised his staff: "Charge, kill them!" ”

Without any nonsense, the orcs shouted for their master, and then, together with the trolls, launched an attack on the unrepaired cavalry of the Rohan kingdom at the bottom of the hillside.

They were so powerful that the Rohan cavalry was on standby.

The torrents collided together, and the trolls rushed directly into the Rohan cavalry as the vanguard.

The horses could be pinched to death with one hand, and the behemoth led by the trolls leader Issinger directly began to sweep.

In front of the huge mace, it was just a mantis arm blocking the car, and even the people and horses were directly swept out.

The orcs followed in the footsteps of the trolls, and then attacked, dragging the Rohan knights off their horses.

Cavalry that had lost their charging power had their advantage in battle greatly weakened.

"Kill"

Theodon, Aragorn, Legolas, and Goldbolt attacked to fend off the orcs.

Legolas used the advantage of his bow and arrows to try to kill the trolls, and one after another shot his bow and arrows were shot at the trolls.

"These monsters are more powerful than Sauron ever created."

Legolas dodged in the crowd, his bow and arrows fired in time, either against trolls or to save the troubled cavalry.

"I'll deal with them, they're all sun-dreaded races."

He held his staff and sword in both hands, and the light converged on the tip of his staff: "Lackey of Saruman, disappear with your mace, Holy Light!" ”

The bright light shone towards all the trolls, and it was the fastest way for him to dispel the darkness with light.

The light caused the trolls to cover their eyes and froze in their movements, but something shocking happened.

Gandalf's face was gloomy, and after the Holy Light Spell had dispersed, none of the trolls had been killed.

"Hahaha, arrogant Gandalf."

Saruman didn't know how happy he was when he saw Gandalf deflated, and when he raised his hand, a pitch-black lightning bolt struck Gandalf.

Gandalf waved his staff and stopped the attack directly, looking at Saruman coldly: "Saruman! ”

"Gandalf!"

The two of them, one riding a wolf and the other riding a white horse, actually rushed towards each other and launched an attack.

The trolls can't be solved immediately, and Saruman is the heart of everything, and if you defeat Saruman, then you can keep the cavalry.

"Sonorous"

The two swords slammed into each other, Saruman the Glooman and Gandalf the indifferent, their eyes facing each other, full of coldness.

(End of chapter)