The remnants of the orcs and the Haradians fled in the direction of the Black Gate in a panic, knowing that they would have no chance of survival if they reached the Black Gate.

The Demon Lord Sauron is behind the Black Gate, the evil eye will watch over everything, and the dark forces will protect them.

They were not slow, and on the way to escape, the team was somewhat integrated, but they had just reached the lower reaches of the Ente River, a long way from where the Faheimon Gate was, and they saw the last thing they wanted to see.

Saruman and Ashg, who had already received the news, were already waiting here, and after a few days, they had gathered 20,000 dark orcs, as well as the skeleton army that the Angmar Bone King had left in Nindalf was 50,000.

The army of 70,000 was like an iron curtain, completely encircling all the 60,000 or 70,000 orc armies and Haradians.

Behind them, the skeleton army of the Bone King of Angmar and the army of Gondor of Boromir were also assembled.

There were more than 10,000 skeleton warriors, more than 30,000 Gondor warriors, and a total of almost 50,000 people.

One after the other, Sauron's troops were blocked, and the giant eagle circled in the air, and on the side of the Angmar Bone King, there were already five more terrifying bone dragons.

The trolls led by Isenger and the Darkleaf King led the Treants have all arrived here.

A huge pocket completely surrounded them, there was no escape, and there was no way for them to retreat.

"Kill!"

Siege, slaughter, and charge from front to rear is like a merciless meat grinder.

Bleeding and corpses littering the field.

After two hours, after the first round of killing, all the Haradians were killed, and the remaining orcs were only in their early 30,000s, and they no longer dared to resist, and knelt on the ground, expressing their submission.

Since there are also orcs on the other side, maybe you don't have to die.

"Take them back, and let the Mother Tree of War be transformed."

The Dark Orcs took all the Orcs under control and sent them back to Nyndorf Fortress in batches.

The Angmar Bone King landed, and the five bone dragons landed at the same time, facing Saruman, Ashge, and Boromir respectively: "One person and one bone dragon, although the dark ring is constantly strengthened, you can all have the ability to fly, but you will not lose the face of your master." ”

"Thanks, Angmar."

Ashger is very satisfied with the bone dragon, although his mount is mainly a wolf, but he also does not dislike flying mounts.

"Angmar, I'll leave it to you, death and corpses, the Mountain of Bones and the Mother Tree will love these nourishment."

"Naturally, I'll wake up more of my warriors, but the orc force is still too few."

Angmar looked at Saruman, even if he counted the upcoming summons here, he would not get more than ten War Mother Trees in the end, and all of them added up, which was more than 1,000 or 2,000 orcs a day, which was still a big gap between Sauron's troops and the elven troops he would deal with in the future.

Saruman was expressionless, and said indifferently: "We have enough time to breed warriors and kill the Black Gate, and we can provide for more Mother Trees of War." ”

He looked at the Bone King of Angmar and said, "The Death Swamp outside of Mordor has the army you need. ”

Thousands of years ago, armies of humans, elves, and Sauron broke out, and countless people fell on the battlefield, which now forms a swamp containing countless corpses.

When the Bone King of Angmar heard this, he said, "I will pass, and then you will be responsible for the rest of Gondor and the Rohan Kingdom." ”

After the short battle meeting, the battlefield was almost cleaned, and the corpses were piled up in one place, blood flowed like a waterfall, and the corpses were like mountains, exuding bursts of blood.

Led by the Bone King of Angmar, he held the Dark Ring high, and Saruman and others contributed their own power to the Dark Ring at the same time.

The darkness enveloped flesh and corpses, and sacrifices were initiated, and three Mother War Trees and two Mountains of Bones rose from the ground and continued to grow and develop.

It is located between Nyndorf and the White City of Gondor, in the lower reaches of the Ente River, and although there is no castle, it is obviously an excellent location to build a fortress here, just opposite the Black Gate.

After doing all this, the Bone King of Angmar flew towards the swamp with the bone dragon, while Saruman and Ashge divided their troops to stay at the fortress of Nyingdolph, and the other began to forge the city here.

Building a city with magic, and also trolls and trolls and trolls, is not a difficult thing to do.

Boromir, on the other hand, returned to the White City with his army and began his reign.

When all the soldiers saw Boromir in the company of skeletons and dark orcs, they protected the White City.

If there is no objection, it means that they have accepted it.

Back in the White City, the mad minister Nedthor was already waiting outside the White City Gate full of corpses.

He did not appear to be insane, but stood silently on the battlefield filled with the smell of blood, staring at Boromir as he approached.

"The darkness in you is more noble than the Demon Lord of Sauron, and I can't snoop into it."

When he realizes that something is wrong with Boromir, Nedthor tries to investigate the situation with his Eye of Knowledge, but finds nothing.

"I'm just here to protect Gondor."

"I know that you are stronger than me, you can already decide whether Gondor lives or die, not even the blood of Essidor can take half of your power, and you are the king of Gondor from this day"

"Father, there is no king in Gondor, only the prime minister and generals, and only the master is high."

Nedthor was stunned, looking deeply at his son, strange but familiar, cold and calm, but not enslaved, but subservient, just as their family had been loyal to Essidor once.

"As you wish, Prime Minister Boromir, my son."

The transition of power was unparalleled, Boromir ruled all things in the White City, and Nedthor as an auxiliary minister, he gained the power of darkness and restored the mental wounds left by the confrontation with Sauron's will.

Only magic can fight magic, and in a way, the same is true of darkness against darkness.

Beneath the White City, the corpses were sacrificed by Boromir and turned into two special Mother War Trees, or Sacred Trees.

Ordinary humans can pray to the sacred tree for transformation, gain the power of darkness, and grow through exercise.

Faith, exercise, will. It has a bit of a sense of cultivation, but it is also the source of Gondor's troops.

Boromir subconsciously gave his people the opportunity to choose, but he actually knew in his heart that in the face of powerful forces, people could not resist temptation.

Not to mention, the sheer power of darkness is not necessarily harmful.

The harm is not in the power, but in the fact that some people can't grasp it, that's all.

The first Gondor warriors to follow Boromir were the first to pray for the transformation of the power of the Mother Tree of War.

Some people have become demon warriors directly, and some have been planted with a seed, as long as the training can keep up with the growth of dark power, then sooner or later they will become demon warriors. (End of chapter)