Faramir only felt that his eldest brother was extremely powerful and had enough strength to stand up to Sauron's army, but he did not notice the worry that beneath Boromir's countenance.

He hurried away from the wall, his expression sank, and his face became not very good-looking.

Shortly after meeting Gandalf in the Forest of Fagon, Borromir left the group after leaving the Forest of Fagon.

Gandalf and the others are going to Rohan to fight against the Orcs from Isengard, and he also needs to return to Gondor and rally his forces against Sauron.

The soldiers were divided into two ways, and at first they were all going well, and as the eldest son of the ruling prime minister Nedthor, he had a high status among Gondor.

With him gathering vassals and soldiers, and with the tacit approval of Nedthor, Gondor assembled a large army, numbering more than seventy or eighty thousand.

It is precisely because of such a strong army that they can always resist the attack from Mordor, and trade casualties for time to save their homeland.

However, after many battles, especially the Battle of Osgirias, Gondor's army had lost many soldiers.

It was also because his country was in unimaginable danger that Boromir used the power of the Dark Ring again and again to defend against Sauron's orc army.

He walked quickly to the top floor of the White City, pushed open the door of the main hall, and strode in.

In the main hall, there were no other Gondor courtiers.

Only in the seat at the head of the throne sat a man with disheveled hair, rich clothes, and a somewhat gloomy expression.

"Boromir, my boy, you have managed to repel their attack again."

The prime minister, Denethor, did not hesitate to praise his children, but Boromir did not look happy in the slightest.

"Father, light the beacon, Gondor needs more reinforcements, Sauron's army is too numerous."

Gondor and Rohan are allies, and if they light a beacon, Rohan will definitely send troops to help, and at that time, they can cooperate with each other to completely defeat Sauron's army.

Nedthor shook his head, he stood up with his body propped up, and walked in front of Boromir: "Child, there is no chance, the Rohan Kingdom has been shrouded in darkness, and no one can watch it. ”

Boromir's expression sank, and he said: "Father, you shouldn't talk nonsense at this time"

"You think I'm talking gibberish, too?"

He stared at his son, his gaze as sharp as a falcon, and he didn't have the appearance of a decadent man before.

It's just that soon, he became crazy again: "Give up, Sauron is destined to be irresistible, and the darkness of the north is even more irresistible, this is the fate of Gondor, even the elves."

Boromir did not continue to listen, his face was angry, and he simply said, "I will light the beacon and take over the army." ”

"Hahaha, go ahead, go try it."

Denethor just laughed, and did not mean to stop his son in the slightest.

With another Eye of Knowledge, he knows too much of the truth when he spends his time watching distant things.

Over the years, he has used this method to become the iron-blooded ruling prime minister of Gondor.

However, the Eye of Knowing is connected to the Eye of Knowing on Sauron's side.

Even Saruman could not resist the temptation of Sauron's dark power, and you can imagine how dangerous it is.

And Denethor withstood the erosion of this constant terror with the will of a mortal, he went crazy, but until now he has not fallen into darkness and become Sauron's lackey.

From this point of view, this guy is indeed a hero-like character, but it's a pity that he is not the protagonist.

Boromir came out of the main hall and ordered directly to the guards guarding the main hall: "Light the beacon fire and tell all our allies." ”

"Yes, Lord Boromir."

The beacon fire was lit at the highest point of the White City, and the beacon fire was also lit at the Amundin outpost on the high mountain in the distance.

One by one, the beacon flames passed into the distance, but in the deeper part of the White Mountain Range, suddenly the beacon fire transmission came to an abrupt end.

Boromir's expression froze, he knew what it meant, the Beacon's message could not be transmitted, and Gondor would not have any more reinforcements.

"Gandalf, what happened to you in the Rohanate?!"

Boromir clenched the Dark Ring in his hand, and the reinforcements were gone, and now tens of thousands of orc armies were eyeing the White City.

He didn't seem to have anything else to rely on except this dark ring.

"No, and Frodo, as long as he throws the One Ring into Mount Doom, then"

Boromir was actually struggling inside, and he found that the more the dark power was used, the more cold and cold he became.

In the darkness, he could feel the supreme being above the darkness, where there was a being who was above all beings.

It's just that he is afraid, such an extreme darkness, such a terrifying existence, he dare not touch.

Although the temptation of the Dark Ring is not as direct as the Supreme Ring, this darkness is even more difficult to get rid of.

He was worried that if he continued to use it, then himself.

"Whew!"

The horn sounded again, and the orcs attacked again, this time leading the team was no ordinary orc, and the ring spirit was hovering in the sky.

"Damn it."

Boromir's face sank, and the dark power of the dark ring in his hand spread out, and then wrapped around his own arm and sword, like a ghost hand in an instant, and then rushed towards the direction of the city wall at an extremely fast speed.

Once again, the war broke out, and countless orcs attacked like crazy, and the warriors of Gondor threw rolling stones and logs from the high walls.

One by one, the orcs were crushed, and some of the Gondor soldiers were killed by the mad orcs in the course of the battle.

Boromir armed with a black sword, rushed to the front, like a ruthless killing machine, constantly sweeping through the orcs.

His eyes were dark, and there was a hint of excitement on his face, and the killing made him gradually excited.

"Wow!"

The Fallen Beast let out a terrible cry and quickly charged towards Boromir.

"Something like a beast."

Boromir held the black sword in his hand and directly met it head-on, slashing at the black sword in his hand.

The ring spirit was also about the same, and a black blade slashed over, beating Boromir to the ground.

The black light in his eyes condensed, and his face was full of unwillingness, this ring spirit was more powerful than he imagined.

"You forced me."

The power of the Dark Ring poured out even more violently, enveloping Boromir like a pitch-black armor.

The Fallen Demon Beast swooped down and landed in front of him, cooperating with the Ringwraith, and then slammed into Boromir.

However, at this time, Boromir moved, and the pitch-black armor completely covered him, and then raised his sword alalt and turned into a huge black blade.

The sword light flashed, and it directly slashed through the head of the fallen demon beast at a lightning speed.

"Poof"

The head hit the ground, making a muffled sound, and the Ring Spirit staggered, and at this time, Boromir swept past with a sword.

The Ringwraith stopped his weapon in front of him, and with a clanging sound, the whole person fell under the city gate.

"Damn it."

Boromir was unwilling, his strength was not enough to kill the immortal ring spirit, but he hadn't noticed that a black-robed man had quietly landed at the top of the White City without knowing when, and was observing his every move. (End of chapter)