With the formation of the White Bone Mountain, elite skeleton cavalry began to be bred.

Some of them looked like orc skeletons, holding broad-bladed bone knives in their hands, while others were dressed in old Gondor armor with straight figures, and the soul fire in their eyes was beating.

Boromir couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the dead soldiers return in such a gesture, but he didn't make any move.

He knew it wasn't a Gondor soldier, but a skeleton warrior.

With the blessing of the three Mountains of Bones and the City of Bones that the entire Osgillias had turned into, these elite skeleton warriors were born much faster than the Mountains of Bones outside of Adoras.

In just one night, there were five or six hundred more elite skeleton warriors on top of the ruins of Osgiriath.

The sky gradually brightened, but it was still gray and cloudy.

This is the magic that Sauron has long used, blocking out the sun's rays, so that the orc army can exert great combat power even during the day and not be weakened.

"Whew!"

Boromir, who was clearly in Osgirias, but had vaguely become more powerful, felt the sound of the trumpet.

"The orcs are starting to attack the city."

"Your demon warrior is far more powerful than you think."

The Bone King of Angmar was not worried at all, for he knew the power of the Dark Ring.

Boromir knew that the Dark Ring was powerful, but he could not give up his country either.

"The bone dragon lends me."

When the Bone King of Angmar saw him, he said, "In three days, I will attack, and then Saruman and Ashg will go south from the north to cut off the back of the orcs. ”

"Okay."

Boromir piloted the bone dragon and flew towards the White City, the capital of Gondor, in fact, if it weren't for the fact that the bone dragon was not easy to conceive, the Angmar Bone King could have given one head to the Darkring Emissary.

The gestation time is long, and it takes up the gestation time of elite skeleton warriors, so it is naturally not their turn in a short time.

However, it was different when the ring spirits came to deliver the goods, and the skeletons of those fallen demon beasts were just strong enough.

Under the White City, the black-pressed army of orcs had already pressed up, and they hung the siege ladder on the wall of the White City.

The tall tower of arrows, propelled by trolls, is getting closer and closer to the walls of the White City.

The trolls cultivated by Sauron were a little smarter than Morgoth when they were created, but they were limited.

Simple commands and controls are already the limit of what they can do, but if they want to form an army on their own, like the trolls under Zhang Ziyu's command, then it is absolutely impossible.

But even if they have shortcomings, it cannot be denied that they are powerful.

Each of the arrow towers about ten meters high has a force weight of several tons to more than ten tons, but even so, they really pushed to a place dozens of meters in front of the city wall one by one.

"Whoosh"

Arrows rained down on the walls of the White City, crushing the warriors of Gondor so much that they were able to fight back with their bows and arrows.

A large number of orcs took advantage of this opportunity to rush towards the city, like wild beasts gathered together.

"Knock these filthy orcs down!"

Faramir took his brother's place at the head of the city, the power of darkness spreading from his heart, his body gradually grew larger, his skin turned gray-black, and he entered the state of a demon warrior.

His speed became faster, and he quickly ran at the head of the wall, and his sword light was fierce, and he instantly slashed down several orcs who had just emerged.

"For Lord Boromir!"

At the same time, the other pro-demon warriors also erupted into high-pitched roars, and then entered the state of demon warriors.

Like little giants, they began to defend themselves against the orcs at the top of the wall, each with great strength, holding a spear or a broadsword, and each swing was bound to kill the ugly orc.

Their appearance shocked many of the warriors of Gondor, who had been just ordinary comrades the day before, but why had they gained such strength in just one night.

Surprise, but also implicit envy, who is unlikely to gain the strength to protect themselves and their families in war?

Morale was immediately high, and they used the demon warrior as the core of the attack, and there was a tall demon warrior at the head of each section of the city, and then assisted by four or five soldiers, and all the orcs who rushed to the wall were shot down.

Seeing this scene, Agra, the commander of the half-orcs, almost gritted his teeth: "Keep rushing for me and tear them all to pieces." ”

For the demon warriors, the penetration of the arrows was still a few points worse, and Agra directly gave up and continued to suppress with the arrows.

In fact, after attacking for a while, there were actually not many arrows in the arrow tower.

So the trolls, under Agra's orders, pushed the heavy turret forward and continued to move forward.

The heavy arrow tower creaked as it approached the towering walls of the White City.

bang

With a muffled sound, they finally approached each other, and then the orcs above began to swarm the wall.

The battle suddenly became more intense, and there were hundreds of orcs on the wall at once, and the defense line was chaotic for a while.

"Roar"

At this moment, a terrible roar came from the sky, and the bone dragon descended from the sky, spitting black flames from its mouth, and swooped down towards the edge of the city wall.

"Not good!"

The orcs panicked, but the besiegers had no way to retreat, and were directly ignited by the pitch-black flames.

The half-orc attack was panicked all of a sudden, and most of the arrow tower vehicles attacking the city were directly ignited.

"Kill them!"

Boromir appeared directly, wielding a black sword and sending out a huge blade, constantly reaping the lives of the orcs.

Under such a powerful attack, Agra was angry but helpless: "Retreat." ”

The orcs faded like a tide, and the soldiers of Gondor were once again victorious, and Boromir landed on the top of the city.

The appearance of the bone dragon was completely exposed in front of everyone, but no one was afraid or afraid, but there were many people with uncontrollable emotions in their eyes.

"Long live Lord Boromir!"

The shouts resounded on the city walls, and Boromir said calmly: "Clean the city, it won't be long before we have a steady stream of reinforcements, and the victory belongs to Gondor!" ”

"Victory belongs to Gondor!"

After shouting, Boromir finally looked at the restored Faramor and patted him on the shoulder, not caring about the blood stains on his armor: "Good job this time." ”

"It's all the power given by my brother."

Boromir shook his head: "It is the power of the master, only the gods can fight against the gods." ”

Faramir was stunned, but Boromir was walking towards the main hall at the top of the White City, and there were some things he had to arrange himself.

"Lord Faramor."

A knight woke up Faramir, who came back to his senses and looked at the knight: "Knight Birakham, what's the matter?" ”

"Lord Faramor, I—I want that kind of power, I don't know what it takes?"

Birackham is also a brave and warlike presence among the knights, and has experienced a lot of battles with the Faramore brothers, which is why he dares to ask such questions.

Faramir looked at the longing in his eyes, and at this time he also noticed that there were not a few people who had such eyes.

He said, "I'll tell my brother." ”

At the same time, the orc general Agra finally communicates with the evil eye of Mordor once again, which is the symbol of Sauron.

"Lord Sauron, there are many more powerful people in the White City, and we need more help."

(End of chapter)