Now Allen still has no free time to arrange for those subordinates who died on the battlefield.
Because there are still many people who need his treatment, including Durin dwarves, Dunedain people, and woodland elves. Many of them suffered certain injuries during the battle with the wargs.
These people still need Allen's help, although the power that can treat injuries is quickly used up, and it takes time to recover.
But how to treat the wound and then bandage it, Allen still received systematic training from a certain doctor.
However, Allen soon got out of this kind of work.
Many Galadhrim people floated down from the upper reaches in Lothlórien's boats.
As soon as he stepped onto the river bank, Allen was freed from the endless medical work.
Give him a chance to quietly regain his strength on the sidelines.
Among the elves, there are very few women who can go on the battlefield, but most of them know some medical skills.
At this time, the support from Lothlórien made up for Eren's lack of a doctor.
It's not that Allen doesn't want to take care of them, it's just that most of those doctors are ordinary people with little power. They have only received education in medical knowledge since childhood.
Normally, it would be fine if there were heavy troops and infantry. They could march with the large army under protection.
But now they are all cavalry. They have to go all the way to the south. The long journey along the way is enough for them.
It is estimated that before they can save others, he may have to meet Mandos first and then go somewhere else to play.
Of course, Allen did not take time off immediately. After recovering some strength, he still squeezed out the last bit of strength in his body without hesitation.
Treated the wounded who were on the verge of death.
This long-term and repeated squeezing of the energy in the body made Allen feel unusually tired, even more intense than during combat.
Every injured person who woke up felt extremely surprised by the white light in Allen's hand that could restore injuries.
Especially those injured woodland elves, after Allen's treatment, they felt that their bodies were not as tired as before.
The Galaz people who came to support were even more curious, looking at Allen with surprise and disbelief in their eyes.
In the past long years, even if they lived for thousands of years, they could rarely see this ability.
After all, the light that can quickly recover from injuries is still very rare, let alone being mastered by a human.
But they didn't ask any questions, and just went about their work silently.
But the whispers that sounded from time to time still showed their strong curiosity.
Allen didn't pay too much attention to this. Apart from the fact that the power he possessed was too weird to transform into a living person, there was nothing else he couldn't show others.
There is no evil connotation at all.
Moreover, he has always stood on the side of the order camp, sparing no effort to undermine the Dark Lord's plan, and has fully demonstrated his position.
Moreover, his subordinates also possess considerable strength and have the confidence to stand on this continent.
So if you have some special abilities, there is no need to hide them.
With the arrival of support from the Galadhrim people, the battlefield further north has also entered the longest final stage.
Under the illumination of the starlight vase, the state of the orc army itself was very weak.
At this time, they were swooped by a large eagle, coupled with the impact of thousands of cavalry. Under these continuous blows, panic spread to the hearts of every orc in a short period of time.
The sun that filled them with fear had completely fallen to the other side of Alpha at this time.
But these half-orcs who are still alive have no intention of resisting at all.
Running, running away like crazy seemed to be their only idea.
Even the taller and stronger Uruks, when faced with the light that burns their souls and the ruthless swords, showed fear and ran around with their heads in their hands.
There is only one direction for these orcs to escape, and that is Dol Guldur in the Black Forest.
But today, they cannot easily go back there, to that evil fortress full of dark power.
Most of the orcs had only one fate at this time, and that was to die miserably in this desolate, dry and desolate brown land.
At this moment, thousands of cavalry composed of humans and elves, tirelessly pursued and killed the orcs in this wilderness for several hours.
Countless orcs, dying in various strange and inexplicable ways, covered an area near the black forest.
It wasn't until the clear moon hung high in the center of the sky that some of the orcs who fled in panic were able to enter the black forest.
But their number is already less than one-fifth of what it was at the beginning.
And the battle that took place on the brown ground was finally over.
Although the second battle between humans and elves today was extremely enjoyable, the whole process was like beating a drowned dog.
But after such a long pursuit, even the bodies of the elves felt deeply exhausted.
As for Allen's men, some of them no longer even have the strength to lift their weapons.
But their hearts are fanatical and proud, and this battle is enough to spread their names throughout Rovanian and even the entire Middle-earth.
Of course, this takes time to ferment.
Human beings always take honor very seriously, so naturally they cannot compare to the age-old elves.
After all, who among the elves still living in Middle-earth has not experienced several wars that can determine the fate of Middle-earth.
As the orcs dispersed, Lady Galadriel and the Eagle King fell from the sky and came to Allen's side.
At this time, the Galadhrim people had established a simple camp on the river bank.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Looking at the wolf carcasses piled up on the ground before she could start cleaning them up, Mrs. Galadriel said to Allen solemnly:
"It seems that before I arrived, you had already won an extremely difficult victory."
In fact, when the dark clouds just started to rise, the lady who was always paying attention to Dol Guldur had already noticed that something was wrong, but it took time to gather the troops.
And putting the light of Eärendil's Star into a crystal bottle also requires a long period of preparation.
Therefore, the support from the Galadhrim was naturally much later.
For example, the tree people who had already set up an ambush in the Black Forest, waiting for the orcs to fall into their trap, had just arrived there.
But waiting is not all bad, that is, the Eagle King living in the Misty Mountains also noticed that something was wrong with Dol Guldur.
After all, such a large dark and evil cloud can be seen from the Golden Palace of Edoras, let alone the higher-altitude Misty Mountain.
As Allen was not such a reliable ally, the Eagles had no intention of participating in the war between the Northerners and the Dongyi people.
Because they were at odds with the humans of Rhovanion, those humans armed with yew longbows had once wounded them with their arrows.
Therefore, Allen did not ask the Eagle King whether he could get help from the Eagle in the battle.
You don't need to ask Allen to know that the probability of Eagle King agreeing is really very small.
There is really no need to speak to the Eagle King just for the sake of slim hope. The actions of the eagles are up to them.
But the situation was different at this time. Sauron's minions made such a big fuss in Dol Guldur.
This made the Eagle King, who didn't like half-orcs, want to find out.
It's just that it took some time for the Eagle King to summon his people, so he set off a little late.
And when they flew over Lothlórien, their sharp eyes immediately spotted the Galadhrim who were preparing for battle.
The Eagle King and Lady Galadriel live together on the east side of the Misty Mountains, and they can barely be called familiar to each other.
At this time, after having a common goal, they naturally hit it off, and the scene of white light striking black clouds appeared.
"Yes, my dear madam, every battle against darkness is so difficult, but the important thing is that when we unite together, we will always defeat the darkness and welcome back the light."
After saying these words, Allen bowed extremely seriously to Galadriel, who stepped off the eagle's back.
"Thank you for your support, ma'am"
He must be grateful to his wife who appeared in the crisis. After all, there were tens of thousands of orcs.
Without that hopeful white light, how could it be possible to end the battle so easily and achieve a great victory?
Without this support, under the cover of dark clouds, the elven cavalry may not be able to completely block the orcs' pursuit.
Humans with horses are pretty good, but what about the dwarves? Can they ride with humans?
Can a horse with a doubled load still be able to run?
Those wounded who are in a critical state will inevitably die during the retreat.
Even Cirdan successfully entangled the orc army and bought time for Allen to retreat.
Then they will still have to pay a huge price in the future to defeat the enemy.
The orcs who were dispersed will definitely become Rovanian's cancer and harass Allen's people in the days to come.
The current result is already an extremely brilliant victory for Allen.
In fact, to a certain extent, the possibilities that Allen thought of were still too few. If Galadriel hadn't dispelled the Nazgûl immediately with the help of the eagle.
Then amidst the terrifying screams of the Ringwraiths, it would be impossible for the horses to lead them to retreat smoothly, and it would be nothing more than the result of being surrounded by orcs.
The appearance of Madam and Da Ying actually saved all their lives.
Of course, this situation is no longer possible.
Facing Allen's thanks, Galadriel just nodded with a smile and said nothing more.
Allen also expressed his gratitude to the Eagle King wearing the golden crown. The support of the Eagle is equally important.
The Eagle King nodded reservedly and flapped his wings slightly.
"Nair Wen, your appearance is really unexpected and surprising."
Chierdan, who had been directing the battle from the front, also returned here at this time.
The battle ahead is basically over, and all that's left is to chase down some scattered enemy troops.
The elven cavalry can accomplish such a thing on their own.
The Nair pattern in Cirdan's mouth is Galadriel's mother name, which means a girl like a man.
Although Galadriel came to Middle-earth from the cruel Strait of Ice on foot instead of taking a boat, Cirdan had known her for a long time.
As one of the oldest elves in Central China, Cirdan has a blood relationship with the two kings of the Teleri clan, Thingol and Orwë.
Orwë's daughter, the swan princess Eyawen, married the Noldor prince Finarfin, and their daughter was actually Galadriel.
This intricate relationship made the two elven lords very close, not to mention that Galadriel lived in Doriath when he first came to Middle-earth in the First Era.
At that time, she became familiar with Childan.
"Lord Cirdan, I think with your wisdom, you may have anticipated this scene."
Of course, even Allen could predict that he would get support from Lothlórien, let alone Cirdan.
But the ruler of Linton, who loved the sea, never thought that Galadriel would appear in this way.
And as soon as he appeared on the scene, he completely changed the situation on the battlefield.
This inevitably made him a little surprised, and he could only sigh that the knowledge of Aulë and Yavanna was a bit too powerful.
However, Chierdan did not refute anything to the junior's words, he just smiled and nodded.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "No matter how thrilling and difficult the previous battle was, I think what you need most now is to rest. Tonight, it will be up to the Galadhrim people to protect the safety of the surroundings.
, you can sleep peacefully."
After hearing this, Allen didn't say much, nodded and turned to leave. He indeed had a lot of things to deal with.
Soon, the exhausted soldiers returned to the river from the north and entered the camp hastily established by the Galazhim.
By this time, most of the soldiers had fought from dusk to late at night, and a sound sleep was the only thought in their minds.
Allen, on the other hand, was looking at the bright moon in the sky, thinking about his next action.
In the brown land, the coalition of humans, dwarves and elves, while suffering certain losses themselves, defeated tens of thousands of wargs, plus tens of thousands of orcs.
Then, the pressure on Gondor should be reduced a lot.
Therefore, Allen believed that his army should no longer need to rush south as quickly as before.
After such a battle, it was always time to take some rest, and by the way, we had to deal with the tens of thousands of corpses in this wilderness.
Elves don't care because they are not afraid of plagues and diseases, but humans can't.
In addition, Allen is also preparing to have more than a hundred knight apprentices return home with the sacrificed heavy knights.
With the help of the Galadhrim, there should be no problems along the way.
As for the rest, it will be written in the letter and left to his dear Jamila.
What Allen didn't know was that just as he was thinking, the battle that took place in the brown field left a group of Rohirrim people who were investigating intelligence stunned.