The southern coast of Gondor.

Hua Hua Hua~

Five or six warships sailed into the bay from the vast sea, with strangely shaped triangular sails standing high, looking from a distance like giant locusts lying on their stomachs.

It carries the notorious and vicious pirates of Umbar.

They made a living by plundering merchant ships and coastal cities. They were all ruthless and bold, and had no moral character at all. They burned, killed, raped and committed all kinds of evil.

The image of these pirates also fits the setting very well. They are either Mediterranean bald or have shiny braids. They have no armor on their bodies and the coarse linen clothes they wear make them more ruthless and vulgar.

But the history of Umbar pirates is not short.

At first, the rebels of Gondor fled to the western coast of Harad. Until now, they are basically composed of Harad people.

The Harad people were called the Southern Barbarians by Gondor.

call!

call!

Just as the fleet entered the waterway between the two banks, hundreds of arrows flew out of the cliff on one side.

Immediately afterwards, Faramir, the youngest son of the prime minister, showed his figure. Behind him, hundreds of soldiers wearing light armor for easy marching once again drew their bows and shot arrows.

"Smaug's prediction is right. This group of pirates really intends to land from here. Our mission is very simple, that is, we must not let them approach the White City."

Faramir said firmly, a resolute look of death appearing on his young face.

The second before launching the charge, he looked back to the north, worried about Baicheng, which was the main battlefield.

He set off earlier, so he didn't know the situation in other places.

…

Baicheng was originally a satellite city that guarded the old capital.

It is located in the east of Gondor, close to the border, facing Mordor in the distance, like two kings standing majestically on a chessboard.

The soldiers and horses of the two kings were already facing each other tit for tat.

Mordor's orc army was like a chicken blood, and penetrated Gondor's border defense line with overwhelming force. They passed through the border and killed the generals. They rushed to the plain outside the White City in one go and set up camp arrogantly. It seemed that the posture was to rest on the spot and wait until dawn.

Then launched an siege.

The troops on the front line of Gondor have retreated again and again, and have now been integrated into the city guard.

Early next morning.

"They are more terrifying than I expected. I can't see the chance of victory." Prime Minister Denethor stood on the city wall, overlooking the enemy's formation that moved him.

"Anyone can be cowardly, but you shouldn't." Gandalf on the side snorted coldly.

"For some reason, I always feel that this day has come too early, as if something is pushing the wheel of history behind us and running over us. I am standing on the highest point overlooking the battlefield, as if I am a chess player, but in fact,

I am just a chess piece, and what role does Sauron play?" Denethor muttered with a frown.

This time it was Gandalf's turn to be silent. He turned and left without saying a word. Instead of engaging in nonsense literature with Denethor here, he might as well go down and direct the battle.

Aragorn, Legolas, Boromir, and Gimli gathered together and looked at the enemy with sad faces.

In a lonely tower at the side and rear, a mysterious female bard was looking at the gunpowder-filled battlefield with an indifferent expression.

She was like an outsider whose affairs had nothing to do with her, recording all the miscellaneous things that happened with the pen and paper in her hand, and looking up at the sky from time to time, as if she was looking for or waiting for something.

On the city wall.

"It seems that Sauron is serious and wants to end everything completely." Gandalf came to Gimli and said sternly.

He said this because all the enemies wore good-quality personal armor and were equipped with very sophisticated weapons.

From the commander-in-chief, down to the soldiers, and even huge trolls, trolls and other non-human creatures, all have equipment to protect their bodies.

This is hard to see.

Most of the time, Orcs are rarely fully armed, at most wearing a leather breastplate and simple iron armor.

Woo——

The trumpet was blown from the side of Mordor, and everyone's expressions changed greatly.

Whoosh!

The troll put huge stones into the catapult, and the next second there were flying stones flying into the White City.

Large holes suddenly appeared in the white masonry city tower, and many human soldiers screamed and turned into flesh, evenly covering the ground.

"Counterattack!" Boromir roared majesticly.

The human side also began to use trebuchets. The boulders from both sides shot at each other, and many orcs were killed without moving.

The troops are forming up at this moment, which is the beginning of strong morale. Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed.

What's more, once tens of thousands of people are in chaos, it is easy for the enemy to seize the opportunity.

"Fire the arrow!" Aragorn suddenly shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, an army of Rivendell elves behind him shot out life-threatening arrows. The sharp arrows easily pierced the armor of the orcs, taking away lives one after another.

Elrond is naturally not here, after all, he also has a daughter and a home to protect, but after all, Aragorn was raised by him, he regards him as his own, and he is the man his daughter likes, so he sent a team of elite archers to help.

"Kill!" Coach Oak raised his blade high, his ugly and deformed facial features twisting and twitching as he shouted.

Rumble~

In an instant, a man-made earthquake occurred, and the terrifying Mordor army launched an siege charge.

The trolls were still throwing boulders, and siege ladders were quickly put up on the city wall. The short and fast Orcs scrambled to climb up.

Soon, the flames of war reached the city wall, and the two sides entered a stage of close combat.

On the ground, a group of Orcs carried battering rams and hit the metal gate again and again.

However, no matter how hard you try, even if there are two trolls pushing behind you, the city gate is still as solid as a rock. At most, it only trembles politely.

"How can a city gate made of mithril and blessed by elves be broken open by ordinary objects!" Boromir said proudly when he saw this, and ordered the soldiers to shoot the Orcs carrying the hammer.

"Get out of here, you disgusting scum!" Gandalf turned into a melee mage with a wand in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. His tall and burly body swept down four Orcs at once.

But don't be deceived by his appearance. He is essentially a sub-god. His current image is just an illusion of a human body. It does not mean that Gandalf is really an old man. His physical ability and strength are by no means comparable to that of humans.

Seeing that his own morale was declining, Gandalf clenched his wand and gave it a heavy blow. His beard trembled and he shouted, "Cheer up, don't be afraid, don't panic!"

The powerful sound was like a beating war drum, and everyone who heard it was shocked, and felt inexplicably excited and high-spirited.

In addition to Gandalf himself being a wizard played by Maia, the Ring of Fire "Naya" he wears has the effect of resisting despair and depression, and can give himself or others courage and tenacity.

At this moment, the Ring of Fire exerted an important effect.

With firm belief, the soldiers of Gondor continued to fight with the enemy until noon, and the entire city wall was filled with broken limbs.

"What is that?" Legolas asked in shock, holding a feather arrow and piercing the enemy's temple.

"What?" Gimli, who was not far away, tried to look, but unfortunately he was not very tall, so he could only keep jumping up.

"I don't know, but my intuition tells me that it's definitely not a good thing!" Aragorn lay on the broken city wall and looked down.

The three people's eyes were all focused on the city gate.

"No!" Gandalf whispered.

"What?" When Boromir heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

I saw three four-legged animals walking towards the Mithril Gate. Their body structure was similar to that of a rhinoceros, but their size was several times larger. A pair of bull horns grew from the back of their heads, and a sharp single sword extended from their forehead to their noses.

They have horns, but they all have a pair of clear and honest eyes.

The four-legged horned beasts are not the protagonists, they are just trackers. They work together to drag a huge chariot, and behind the chariot there is a panting troll pushing it.

It can be seen how heavy the things carried by the chariot are~

There is a warg up there.

To be precise, it's a metal battering ram in the shape of a warg!

The hollow wolf eyes and slightly open mouth were filled with orange-gold light, resembling flames.

"Don't let it get close to the city gate!" Gandalf felt uneasy and shouted immediately.

The commander of Mordor was well prepared, and almost at the same time ordered the archers to shoot arrows behind the city gate, effectively suppressing it.

And in this near-death situation, it is naturally the protagonist's turn to take action.

No, Aragorn and Legolas jumped down with the help of Mordor's ladder, stepped on the head and shoulders of the Orcs, launched a smooth killing attack, and quickly approached the wolf battering ram.

Wow!

The nimble Legolas used a sliding shovel to stab the dagger into the lower jaw of a four-legged horned beast, and cut out a bloody opening that cut the throat.

Aragorn, on the other hand, suppressed the dozens of Orcs surrounded by one person. He was as fierce as a god of war. The long sword in his hand was indistinguishable from the death scythe. Each swing could take away one or even multiple lives.

Soon, Legolas jumped onto the elevated platform of the chariot and shot three arrows from above, killing the second horned beast.

His goal had been achieved. The remaining horned beast had no strength to drag the battering ram by itself. It was frightened and jumped wildly, trying to break free. Its heavy body crushed several Orcs to death.
To be continued...