Along with the formation of Bone Mountain, elite skeleton cavalry began to be nurtured one by one.
Some of them looked like the skeletons of orcs, holding broad-edged bone knives in their hands, while others wore old Gondor armor, with upright figures and soul fire beating in their eyes.
Boromir was stunned when he saw the dead soldiers coming back in such a posture, but did not take any action.
He knew that these were not soldiers of Gondor, but skeleton warriors.
With the blessing of the three Bone Mountains and the City of Bones transformed into the entire Osgiliath, these elite skeleton warriors were born much faster than the Bone Mountains outside Edoras.
In just one night, there were five to six hundred more elite skeleton warriors on the ruins of Osgilias.
The sky gradually became brighter, but it was still gray and overcast.
This is a magic that Sauron has used long ago to block the light of the sun, so that the orc army can exert strong combat effectiveness even during the day without being weakened.
"Woo!"
Although he was clearly in Osgiliath, Boromir, who had become vaguely stronger, felt the sound of the horn.
"The orcs have begun to attack the city."
"Your magic warrior is far more powerful than you think."
The Bone King of Angmar was not worried at all, because he knew the power of the dark ring.
Boromir knew that the Dark Ring was powerful, but he also could not abandon his country.
"Lend me the bone dragon."
The Bone King of Angmar saw his appearance and said: "In three days, I will launch an attack, and then Saruman, Ashgar and the others will go from the north to the south to cut off the Orcs' retreat."
"good."
Boromir drove the bone dragon and flew towards the White City, the capital of Gondor. In fact, if the bone dragon was not difficult to breed, the Bone King of Angmar could have given one to each of the Dark Ring Messengers.
The gestation time is long, and it takes up the gestation time of the elite skeleton warriors, so naturally they will not be able to turn to them in a short period of time.
However, it will be different when the Nazgul and the others come to deliver the goods. The skeletons of those fallen monsters are just strong enough.
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Under the White City, the black orc army was already pressing up, and they hung the siege ladder on the wall of the White City.
Driven by the trolls, the tall arrow towers are getting closer to the wall of White City.
Although the trolls cultivated by Sauron are somewhat smarter than when Morgoth created them, they are still limited.
Simple command and control is the limit of what they can achieve, but if they want to form an army on their own, like the troll army under Zhang Ziyu, then it is absolutely impossible.
But even if they have shortcomings, their strength cannot be denied.
Each of the arrow towers, which are about ten meters high, has a force of several to more than ten tons, but even so, they really pushed it tens of meters in front of the city wall step by step.
"Swish swish"
Arrows fell on the walls of the White City like a fine heavy rain, suppressing the Gondor warriors and greatly reducing their ability to counterattack with bows and arrows.
A large number of orcs took this opportunity and rushed towards the city, like a group of wild beasts.
"Kill these filthy orcs down!"
Faramir stood at the top of the city and took over his brother's position. Dark power spread from his heart, his body gradually grew larger, his skin turned gray-black, and he entered the state of a magic warrior.
His speed increased and he quickly rushed towards the wall. His sword was fierce and he killed several orcs who had just appeared in an instant.
"For Lord Boromir!"
At the same time, the other personal guard demon warriors also burst out with high-pitched roars, and then entered the state of the demon warrior.
Like little giants, they began to resist the attack of the orcs on the wall. Each one of them was extremely powerful, holding either a spear or a broad-bladed sword in their hands. Every time they swung, they would definitely kill the ugly orcs.
Their appearance shocked many Gondor warriors. It was clear that they were just ordinary comrades the day before, but why did they gain such power after just one night.
Surprise, but also implicit envy. Who can't gain the power to protect themselves and their families in war?
Morale immediately rose. They used the magic warriors as the core of the attack. There was a tall magic warrior at the top of each section of the city, and then assisted by four to five soldiers to shoot down all the orcs who rushed to the top of the wall.
When the orc leader Agra saw this scene, he almost gritted his teeth and said, "Keep charging and tear them all into pieces."
For the magic warrior, the penetrating ability of the arrows was still a little low, so Agra simply gave up and continued to suppress them with arrows.
In fact, after attacking for a period of time, there were not many arrows left in the archery tower.
So the troll pushed the heavy arrow tower to move forward under Agra's order.
The heavy arrow tower made a creaking sound as it approached the towering walls of Baicheng step by step.
boom
With a muffled sound, they finally approached each other, and then the orcs above began to swarm up the wall.
The battle suddenly became more intense. Hundreds of orcs suddenly appeared on the wall, and the defense line was once in chaos.
"Roar"
At this moment, a shrill roar came from the sky, and the bone dragon descended from the sky, spitting black flames from its mouth, and swooped towards the edge of the city wall.
"not good!"
The orcs panicked, but the attackers had no way out and were directly ignited by the black flames.
The orc offensive suddenly became panicked, and most of the siege tower carts were directly set on fire.
"Kill them!"
Boromir appeared directly, waving the black sword and sending out a huge blade, constantly harvesting the lives of the orcs.
Under such a powerful attack, Agra was angry but helpless: "Retreat."
The orcs receded like the tide, Gondor's soldiers once again won the victory, 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 frightened. Instead, many people's eyes showed uncontrollable emotions.
"Long live Lord Boromir!"
Loud shouts rang on the city wall, and Boromir said calmly: "Clean the city. Soon we will have a steady stream of reinforcements. Victory belongs to Gondor!"
"Victory belongs to Gondor!"
After shouting, Boromir finally looked at Faramir, who had returned to his original state, and patted his shoulder, not caring about the blood stains on his armor: "Well done this time."
"It's all the strength given by my brother."
Boromir shook his head: "It is the master's power. Only gods can fight against gods."
Faramir was startled, but Boromir walked towards the main hall at the top of the White City. He wanted to arrange some things himself.
"Lord Faramir."
A knight woke up Faramir. Faramir came back to his senses and looked at the knight: "Knight Bilackum, what's the matter?"
"Lord Faramir, I, I also want to have that kind of power. I don't know what conditions are required?"
Bilakum was also a brave and capable warrior among the knights. He had experienced many battles with the Faramir brothers, which was why he dared to ask such a question.
Faramir looked at the longing in his eyes, and at this time he also noticed that there were many people with such eyes.
He said: "I will report it to my brother."
At the same time, the Orc general Agra finally communicated with the Evil Eye in Mordor, which is the symbol of Sauron.
"Lord Sauron, there are many people in Baicheng with unimaginable power. We need more help."