Beside the Ent, the plains were vast, but by this time they were already full of troops.

The righteous coalition forces in the north were waiting for them, elves and dwarves, all of them were wearing armor and holding shiny weapons in their hands, and their expressions were solemn, staring at the side of the Dark City.

The dark city of Saruman and they are also fully armed, hundreds of thousands of dark orcs, skeleton legions, and human legions are standing in neat arrays, wearing pitch-black armor, their eyes are fierce, and they are extremely resolute.

This is the decisive battle of Middle-earth, and both Saruman and Gandalf on the other side know the meaning of this battle.

The invincible Sauron has failed, and Gandalf and the others will face even more terrible darkness.

Obviously, I didn't see the person behind the scenes, but just looking at the huge sphere above the Dark City, I couldn't help but feel terrified in my heart.

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing rushed to the sky, and the army did not have any bells and whistles, like a tide, rushing towards the opposite side.

The plains were huge killing fields, and the Treant troops were at the forefront, their fury and their eyes fixed on the Demon Treant Corps.

Once they were their compatriots, but now they are lackeys of darkness.

The huge bodies collided together, the torsos were shattered by the tremendous force, and the trolls joined the fight, and the terrifying mace broke the bodies of the unknown number of treants.

With each sweep, the Elven and Dwarven stormtroopers suffered heavy casualties.

However, they have no way to retreat, and even if this battle requires human lives, they must win.

Queen Keltriran held the Elven Ring alof, and a powerful white light swept towards the Trolls and the Dark Orcs.

Dozens of trolls and nearly two thousand dark orcs were destroyed.

Seeing this scene, the Angmar Bone King sneered again and again, since the other party's high-level combat power intervened in advance, he couldn't be blamed.

I saw him swooping down with the bone dragon, and the pitch-black flames swept directly towards the elven camp, and if it was stained, it would burn fiercely.

The wail instantly resounded throughout the battlefield, and with a single swoop, thousands of elves were already contaminated with flames.

Lady Keltreland's beautiful face suddenly turned cold as frost, and she aimed the Elven Ring at the Angmar Bone King, directly bursting into a powerful attack.

She wants to avenge her people by slaying this evil undead.

However, at this time, the Angmar Bone King raised his right hand, and the black glove engraved with the demon burst out with demonic power, blocking Keltrilan's attack and engulfing more elves with the impact of the explosion.

Keltrilan's face was even more ugly, but she could only use twelve points of strength to compete with the Angmar Bone King, and she felt threatened.

On the other side, among the hosts, Aragorn, Legolas, and Golden Bolt had already blocked the way of the tall black knight.

Legolas' eyes were the sharpest, and he recognized the ring on the Black Knight's hand and the sword in his hand just by a glance.

"Boromir, it's you!"

When Aragorn heard the news, his whole person was also in a state of shock and bewilderment: "Why, Boromir, how could you? ”

Boromir dissipated his helmet, revealing his resolute and cold countenance: "It's me, Aragorn. ”

"Brother, why are you helping the abuse?"

Boromir interrupted Jin Li, who was calm and said, "Only in this way can you protect the people of Gondor, my dear friend of Aragon, give up, the power of your master is beyond your resistance." ”

Aragorn's face suddenly turned ugly, and his heart was extremely sad, how uncomfortable he was to see his best friend fall into darkness.

Moreover, he was for Gondor.

That should have been the responsibility of his Essidor bloodline, the son of the Emperor.

He took a deep breath and said, "As we agreed, I will free you from the darkness. ”

"If you have what it takes, please."

Boromir slashed at him with a sword, and the black sword light rushed directly towards Aragorn's front door, without the slightest intention of sparing.

There was a sonorous sound, and Aragorn desperately parried, if it weren't for the elven sword in his hand, it was Esidor's saber back then, I was afraid that this sword would have been cut off.

However, even if he caught it, his arms were shocked and he almost lost consciousness.

Just a casual blow already has such power, damn it!

Legolas and Jin Li hurriedly came to help, and the three of them worked together to resist Boromir's attack, barely coping.

Soldier against soldier, general against general, mage to mage.

While fighting with his old friend on the Aragonese side, Gandalf used his holy light to shoot away an unknown number of dark orcs, and found Saruman with a three-foot sword.

After he was rescued by Yavanna, he had already been strengthened by Vera's power, and more power belonging to Maia had been liberated.

At this time, he was far more powerful than the last encounter, so he made a bold decision - to go alone.

Before rushing into battle, he found Saruman, and shouted, "Saruman, obsessed degenerate, you will be destroyed today!" ”

The Holy Light Technique struck directly at Saruman, and the beam of light arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye, carrying powerful energy.

"Noisy guy."

Saruman is not easy to get along with, he raised his hand directly, and the demon's hand erupted with the power of the flame demon, and the pitch-black dragon flame erupted, interrupting the beam.

The two of them were originally at odds with each other, but now they see it on the frontal battlefield, and it is even more like fire and water.

Drawing their swords sonorously, the two fought together.

One person was covered with white light, his robes were flying, his staff was waving, and there was a little less human form in the faint way.

Maia was incorporeal, and Gandalf's posture was clearly exhausted.

Saruman was dressed in a black robe, and the pitch-black light shrouded it, fighting against the white light, the power of the eight demons surrounded him, constantly attacking Gandalf, and each sword must have slashed out a terrifying sword light.

The two of you go back and forth, and the spilling attack will destroy any warrior who comes close.

The ground was strewn with signs of battle, cratered and full of cracks.

With a radius of nearly five hundred meters, not a single soldier was stupid enough to approach here, this was a battle that belonged to the strong.

The shouts of killing are rolling like a tide, and under the war of nearly a million people, the blades of cold weapons cut into the flesh, and all the descriptions of meat grinders seem a little pale.

Corpses were scattered all over the plain, and the blood pooled into streams, then seeped into the ground and pooled into the Ente River.

For the first time, this ancient river, which had flowed for thousands of years, was dyed as scarlet and terrifying as red ink.

Lancerdil, Elrond, Elven Princess Arwin, Blue Bubble Mage, Giant Eagle Guan He. Almost everyone threw themselves into this unprecedented and brutal battle.

They have found their opponents, whether it is the Dark Eagle, the trolls leader Elig, the leader of the Tree Brothers, the Darkleaf King, or they want to find Ashge to launch a surprise attack.

The battle was extremely fierce, the elves and dwarves were constantly slaughtered, and the dark orc army and skeleton army continued to advance, crushing the righteous coalition like a roller.

Everyone fought very hard, except for one person, that is, Zhang Ziyu who was watching the play on the city wall.

According to the momentum of such an attack, in less than half a day, the righteous coalition army will be completely defeated, and there will be no room to fight back.

"Guys, aren't you going to do it yet?"

It's just that Zhang Ziyu is looking in the direction of the sky at this time, smiled and asked in harmony.