Beside the Ent River, the plain is vast, but at this time it is already filled with troops.
The Justice Alliance forces in the north are waiting in full formation. Whether they are elves or dwarves, they are all wearing armor and holding shiny weapons in their hands. Their expressions are solemn and they are looking at the Dark City.
Saruman and the others in the Dark City are also preparing for war. Hundreds of thousands of dark orcs, skeleton legions, and human legions are standing in order, wearing pitch black armor, with fierce eyes and incomparable perseverance.
This is the decisive battle in Middle-earth. Both Saruman and Gandalf know the significance of this battle.
The arrogant Sauron failed, and what Gandalf and the others had to face was an even more terrifying 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 horrified in my heart.
"kill!"
The shouts of killing rose to the sky, and the army made no fancy moves, just like a tide, rushing towards the opposite side.
The plain was a huge killing field, and the tree troopers were at the forefront. They were furious and stared at the demonic tree troopers.
Once they were their compatriots, but now they are the minions of darkness.
The huge bodies collided together, and the trunks were shattered by the huge force. The trolls joined the battle, and the terrifying mace broke the bodies of countless tree people with one blow.
With each sweep, the elven and dwarf charging troops suffered heavy casualties.
However, they had no choice but to retreat. Even if this battle cost lives, they must win.
Queen Keltrilan held the Elven Ring high, and the powerful white light swept towards the troll army and the dark orc army.
Dozens of trolls and nearly two thousand dark orcs were destroyed in one encounter.
Angmar Bone King saw this scene and 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 dark flames swept directly towards the elves' camp, and if they were touched by it, they would burn fiercely.
Wails instantly resounded throughout the battlefield, and thousands of elves were already tainted by the flames in just one dive.
Lady Keltrran's beautiful face suddenly became as cold as frost. She pointed the Elven Ring at the Bone King of Angmar and launched a powerful attack.
She wants to avenge her people and kill this evil undead.
However, at this time, the Bone King of Angmar raised his right hand, and the dark gloves engraved with demons burst out with demonic power, blocking Keltrilan's attack and involving more elves with the impact of the explosion.
in.
Keltrilan's expression became even uglier, but she could only muster 12% of her strength to compete with the Bone King of Angmar, and she felt threatened.
On the other side, among the thousands of troops, Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli had already blocked the way of the tall black knight.
Legolas had the sharpest eyes, and he recognized the ring on the Black Knight's hand and the sword in his hand at a glance.
"Boromir, it's you!"
When Aragorn heard the news, he was also in a state of shock and confusion: "Why, Boromir, how could you do this?"
Boromir took off his helmet, revealing his resolute and cold face: "It's me, Aragorn."
"Brother, why do you want to help others commit evil?"
Boromir interrupted Gimli's words. He was extremely calm and said: "This is the only way to protect the people of Gondor. My dear friend Aragorn, give up. The master's power is beyond your ability to resist."
Aragorn's face suddenly turned ugly, and he felt extremely sad in his heart. He felt so uncomfortable seeing his best friend fall into darkness.
Moreover, he is for Gondor.
That should have been the responsibility of his Isildur bloodline, the son of the Human Emperor.
He took a deep breath and said, "According to our agreement, I will free you from the darkness."
"If you have the ability, please do it."
Boromir slashed with his sword casually, and the black sword light rushed directly towards Aragorn's face without any intention of holding back.
There was a clanging sound, and Aragorn tried his best to parry. If it weren't for the elf sword in his hand, which was Isildur's sword back then, I'm afraid this sword would have been cut off.
However, even if he caught it, his arms were so shaken that he almost lost consciousness.
Just a casual blow already has such power, damn it!
Legolas and Gimli hurried over to help, and the three of them worked together to resist Boromir's attack, barely managing to deal with it.
Soldiers versus soldiers, generals versus mages, mages versus mages.
While fighting with his old friend on Aragorn's side, Gandalf raised his Holy Light spell and knocked away an unknown number of dark orcs, and then approached Saruman with a three-foot sword.
After he was rescued by Yavanna, he had been strengthened by Vera and also released more power belonging to Maiya.
At this time, he was far more powerful than in the last confrontation, so he made a bold decision - to go to the meeting alone.
He rushed straight to the front of the battle, found Saruman, and shouted loudly: "Saruman, you stubborn degenerate, you will be destroyed today!"
The Holy Light spell hit Saruman directly, and the beam of light arrived in front of him in an instant, carrying powerful energy.
"Noisy guy."
Saruman was not easy to deal with, so he raised his hand directly, and the power of the flame demon burst out from the demon's hand, and the black dragon flames broke out, interrupting the beam.
The two of them were originally at odds with each other, but now that they saw each other on the frontal battlefield, they were even more on the same page.
With a clanging sword, the two of them fought together.
A person is surrounded by white light, his robes are flying, his staff is waving, and there is a vague lack of human form.
Myar is formless, and Gandalf's posture clearly shows that he has exhausted all his strength.
Saruman is wearing a black robe, shrouded in dark light. Fighting against this white light, the power of the eight demons surrounds him, constantly attacking Gandalf. Each sword must strike with terrifying sword light.
The two of them go back and forth, and the leaked attacks will directly destroy any warrior who is close.
The ground is covered with traces of battle, pitted and cracked.
With a radius of nearly 500 meters, no soldier is stupid enough to come close to this place. This is a battle for the strong.
The shouts of killing were rolling in. Under the war of nearly a million people, with the sharp edges of cold weapons cutting into the flesh, all descriptions of meat grinders seemed a bit pale.
Corpses covered the entire plain, and the blood flowed into streams, then seeped into the ground and merged into the Ent River.
This ancient river, which has been flowing for thousands of years, was dyed as scarlet as red ink for the first time, which was terrifying.
Lancedil, Elrond who came over, Elven Princess Arwen, Blue Bubble Mage, Giant Eagle Guanhe... almost everyone was involved in this unprecedented and cruel battle.
They have found their opponents one after another, whether it is the Dark Eagle, the leader of the trolls Eligar, the leader of the Demonic Tree Corps the Darkleaf King, or they want to find Ashgar to launch a surprise attack.
The battle was extremely fierce, elves and dwarves were constantly being slaughtered, and the dark orc army and skeleton corps continued to advance, crushing the Justice Alliance like rollers.
Everyone was having a particularly hard time fighting, except for one person, who was Zhang Ziyu who was watching a show on the city wall.
According to this attack momentum, in less than half a day, the Justice Alliance will be completely defeated and there will no longer be any room to fight back.
"Everyone, are you still not planning to take action?"
However, Zhang Ziyu was facing the sky at this time, smiling and asking in a harmonious voice.