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Chapter 702 Ambush

Zhang Ziyu will not personally create more War Mother Trees unless something happens that affects the game.

But he has no intention of cutting off the orcs. The reproduction of the opposite sex and the creation of the War Mother Tree and the Beast Mountain through sacrifices are all the abilities of the Dark Messenger.

Ashgar is now using all the blood and flesh from the Battle of Helm's Castle as sacrifices to summon a new War Mother Tree.

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

The growth of the War Mother Tree did not bring a greater blow to the soldiers of the Rohan Kingdom.

Because they have reached the edge of collapse and are fighting desperately to survive at all costs.

But their efforts seemed so futile and powerless.

The city gate was broken, and under the leadership of the trolls, a tide of orc troops poured into Helm's Castle. The shouts of killing were heard endlessly, and all the Rohan soldiers blocking the corridor were crushed by meteor hammers.

The city was also lost, and a large number of orc soldiers boarded the city and began a massive attack.

Thyod led his knights to attack and resist the orc warriors rushing to the city.

One after another, he no longer paid attention to the situation in the entire Helm's Keep. He only wanted to kill, keep killing, and defeat those dirty guys.

Gradually, the voices gradually became calmer, and the resistance of the Rohan soldiers completely disappeared.

Thyod raised his head and barely supported himself with his sword, his face covered in blood.

Helm's Keep has fallen.

"You, you won't succeed!"

He wanted to shout loudly, but the next moment, the sharp blade had already scratched his head.

When the head falls to the ground, the person who is dead cannot die anymore.

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

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"Drive! Speed ​​up. Fort Helm is right in front. We want to crush those dirty orcs."

Théoden is riding along the edge of the White Mountains with a huge cavalry. This is a sturdy and numerous cavalry.

There are a total of fifteen thousand people, each of them is a cavalry who has experienced hundreds of battles in various territories, and is the elite of the Rohan Kingdom.

Like a torrent of steel, they ran toward the valley of Fort Helm at an extremely fast speed. In just half a day, they would be able to double-team the orcs in that valley.

"Theoden, we have to hurry up, I feel the power of darkness."

Gandalf was riding a white horse and was also among the team. He frowned and couldn't help but remind Théoden.

Theoden still respected Gandalf very much, because the white-robed wizard was a messenger of God and a man with powerful magic.

"Gandalf, don't worry. There is absolutely no problem in holding on to Fort Helm for three days. Don't worry."

Theoden has great trust in Helm's Castle, and they are not far from Helm's Castle. The victory in this battle must belong to Rohan.

"I hope so."

The cavalry were still on their way quickly, along the road and over the slope, and they were closer to the Fort of the Helm.

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

"what is that?!"

The cavalryman realized something was wrong and looked up suddenly. 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 this thing doesn't dodge, he will be dead in the next moment.

Pulling the reins with all their strength, some turned around and some stopped galloping. For a moment, the cavalry regiment was in a bit of confusion.

And confusion can't solve any problems.

The huge rocks directly hit the cavalry legion, crushing several unlucky ones, and when they rolled away, they directly broke through the cavalry formation.

One after another, nearly fifty boulders struck Theoden's cavalry.

The lineup was in disarray, and the momentum of the charge was severely curbed.

"There's an ambush!"

Gandalf protects Théoden. The king is the leader of Rohan. He must live safely, otherwise this team will never hope to fight the orcs.

The sound of heavy footsteps came, and on the hillside in the distance, dozens of tall trolls appeared on the hillside, like thick and unshakable iron city walls.

"Troll!"

Gandalf's face turned serious, it was indeed Saruman who was causing trouble.

"Saruman, how dare you betray your identity!"

Fifteen thousand orc troops gradually appeared on the hillside. Saruman, wearing a white robe and holding a dark staff in his hand, appeared at the front of the team.

"Gandalf, you were not killed by the Balrog. You are so biased."

Even if a lesser god is killed, he will still die unless Ilúvatar and the others give him life again.

The sudden appearance of Gandalf, who was still wearing a white robe, made it clear who gave him the power.

Saruman raised his staff and said, "Charge and kill them!"

Without any nonsense, the orcs shouted for their master, and then together with the trolls, they launched an attack on the Rohan cavalry that had not yet been repaired down the hillside.

Their momentum was huge, and the Rohan cavalry was well prepared.

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

The horses could be crushed to death with one hand, and the behemoth headed by the troll leader Essinger immediately began to sweep across.

In front of the huge mace, the mantis was just trying to block the car, and both men and horses were swept away.

The orcs followed the trolls' footsteps, then launched an attack, following suit, and pulled the Rohan knights off their horses one by one.

Without the power of charge, the cavalry's advantage in battle has been greatly weakened.

"kill"

Théoden, Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli launched attacks one after another to resist the orcs' attack.

Legolas took advantage of the bow and arrow in an attempt to kill the troll. One bow after another, he shot the troll's body.

"These monsters are greater than anything Sauron has ever created."

Legolas dodged among the crowd, and shot his bow and arrow in time, either to deal with the trolls or to save the cavalry in trouble.

"I'll deal with them. They are all a race that is afraid of the sun."

He raised his staff and sword with both hands, and the light gathered at the top of his staff: "Saruman's lackey, take your mace and disappear, Holy Light!"

The strong light shines on all the trolls, using light to dispel the darkness. This is his fastest way.

The light made the troll cover his eyes and his movements stagnated, but something shocking happened.

Gandalf's face was dark. After the Holy Light spell dissipated, not a single troll was killed.

"Hahaha, arrogant Gandalf."

Saruman saw how happy Gandalf was. He raised his hand and struck Gandalf with a bolt of black lightning.

Gandalf waved his staff and blocked the attack. He looked at Saruman coldly: "Saruman!"

"Gandalf!"

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

The trolls cannot be eliminated immediately, but Saruman is the core of everything. If you defeat Saruman, you can keep the cavalry.

"Clang"

The two swords collided fiercely. The sinister Saruman and the cold Gandalf faced each other with cold eyes.


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