Baicheng.

"Harald's elephant army has actually been dispatched!" Boromir's expression turned extremely ugly.

Although they call the warlike peoples in the fringe lands Dongyi and Nanman, none of these ethnic groups are easy to mess with. They all possess unique skills, are brave and good at fighting, and have many weird magics and armies.

"The orc army with explosive weapons is also very difficult." Aragorn looked around and couldn't think of a way to break the situation. "We are really too reluctant to rely on ourselves."

"Don't worry, I believe Lord Skeleton King will soon deal with the Witch King of Angmar and arrive." The Skeleton Giant standing in front of everyone said the Skeleton General's unswerving voice.

At this moment, the giant's arms were covered with black marks from the explosion, and the forearm that had been hit the most had clearly visible pits!

And those unsuspecting Gondor soldiers fell to the ground in large areas, with either their foreheads wide open or the backs of their heads missing, as if they had been blasted by air-to-ground missiles, killing and injuring at least hundreds of people.

It can be seen that the industrial pioneer Saruman has made greater progress in the research of black powder. Perhaps he also enchanted the explosives, such as a blasting spell that enhanced the penetration ability.

Wow~

Seeing that their comrades were injured, the skeleton soldiers around them gathered together and merged into one. Their overall quality was greatly improved.

"Trebuchet, yes, use the trebuchet to attack the giant elephant!" Gandalf had an idea, turned around and shouted.

But he was a step too late. There were obviously smart people in the Orc army. The trolls took the lead and launched another round of boulders falling. More than a dozen big rocks were aimed at the few seven or eight trebuchets in White City.

When the smoke and dust rose, there were less than three trebuchets, and the once glorious city turned into a battle-damaged version of smoke billowing and screaming.

Even if the civilians want to escape, there is no safe passage, because the White City is backed by the White Mountains, and outside the city is an unobstructed plain. Even a flying pigeon will be shot down by the Oak army.

What's more, it's an out-and-out world war. The entire eastern part of Gondor has been reduced to a war-torn purgatory. Where can we find a safe haven?

"The fight between trapped beasts will only lead to death," the Skeleton General's voice came from inside the giant, "We must take the initiative to break the situation, otherwise there will be no hope!"

"I understand, but how to break it?" Boromir spat out a bloody tooth from his mouth, his eyes like a caged wolf filled with murderous intent.

Buzz!

Aragorn pulled out the Emperor's sword from his waist, and his confusion flashed away, replaced by perseverance, "We are the 'Broken'. At times like this, of course we have to take the lead and kill the enemy. As for whether we will die or not,

It’s not important, what’s important is whether we can create a glimmer of hope for humanity and Middle-earth.”

The skeleton giant who was ravaging the Oak looked back and said in a gratified tone, "He is indeed the Human Emperor that adults call him. You and I have the same idea."

"Isn't it just to lead the charge? I'm very good at it!" Gimli eagerly waved his battle ax.

Suddenly, several people discovered that Legolas had come out on his white horse and said to Gimli, "Let's see who can kill more enemies."

"Oh? Then I can't lose to the elves!" Gimli smiled and rode on a big-horned argali sent from Gushan. Although this mount is not as tall as a tall horse, it has muscular chest and limbs, and a pair of heads.

The curved angle is enough to easily collapse a human chest.

The conversation came to an abrupt end, and everyone looked at each other in tacit understanding and gave each other an encouraging smile.

At this moment, all the communication between the men was silent, one look and one movement explained everything.

"Arnault's lost glory will be inherited by us. You guys, please let us old bones fight a bloody path for our descendants!"

The skeleton general roared loudly, and everyone in the skeleton army responded with all their strength.

The skeletal giant spread its long and strong legs, led Aragorn and others into the overlapping enemy troops, and rushed toward the enemy camp and Harad's army in the rear.

Bang!

Bang!

The Skeleton Giant in its full state does not need to deliberately attack at all. It can send away dozens of Orcs with a casual sweep and kick of its legs.

With him clearing the way, it was like entering an uninhabited land, followed closely by an elite army led by Aragorn, Gimli, Legolas, and Boromir. Moreover, with their example leading by example, our own morale was high.

The chaotic human army regrouped and began to form an orderly defensive formation, and some bravely joined Aragorn and the others.

But this is a cruel battlefield, not to mention that the enemy is far stronger than imagined. Courage is both a good medicine and a poisonous wine.

Whoosh!

The orc army once again fired hundreds of explosive arrows.

Even though the giant skeleton resisted for a third of the time with his body, dozens of people died tragically in an instant. Metal beads spattered out, piercing their skulls and shattering their brains.

Obviously, the explosive arrow this time was different from the previous ones. Saruman's thinking was extremely advanced and malleable, and he even created a Middle-earth version of a steel ball grenade.

No, it should be Steel Ball RPG.

"Roar--"

The skeleton giant roared angrily, suddenly accelerated and jumped towards the location of the strong orc army.

The orcs who were about to carry out the third round of attack were suddenly startled and broke out in cold sweat, and hurriedly drove the wargs to avoid them.

There was a "boom" and the ground shook violently.

Many wargs were blown away, followed by the orcs above.

In an instant, the orcs from all directions gathered fire to besiege the skeletal giant. Seeing this, the commander of Mordor immediately followed his survival instinct and retreated, causing the formation of the army to become loose.

And Aragon and the others lived up to their expectations, seizing this perfect opportunity to break through, piercing through the largest phalanx with blood and corpses in one fell swoop.

They can't rest here yet, because the real fierce battle has just begun.

Five hundred meters away is the giant elephant army of the Haradh people!

Whether they are Orcs or Trolls, they are not as much of a threat when it comes to sieges as those behemoths with ferocious fangs.

Once the giant elephants come to the city gate, no matter what material the city wall is made of, their size will collapse if they push hard twice.

Therefore, Aragorn and the others' goal is to eliminate the Mammoth Legion.

"Special size, why are these beasts so big?" Gimli swallowed uncontrollably.

"Cut their heels and be careful of the Haradurs above." Aragorn made a quick judgment.

Each giant elephant carried a wooden tower on its back, and there were seven or eight Haradur archers. No, when they saw Aragorn and the others, they all started to draw their bows and shoot arrows.

Whoosh!

…

Rohan.

The royal capital, Edoras.

After the cavalry army had rested, Théoden glanced at the spirit of the wilderness lying not far away, and then at the destroyed canyon, feeling somewhat strange.

However, he was still very grateful to the Skeleton King for once again being kind to Rohan. As a king, he must find an opportunity to repay, he thought.

Dusk has arrived and the sky is getting dark.

As the people looked on with concern and respect, the army marched southward in mighty force.

However, just after marching a short distance and still within sight of Edoras, the army stopped.

"Is that the sunset?" Eomond looked at the mountains to the west suspiciously.

Behind the gray ridge, a large group of shining red light was rising. It was said to be sunset, but there was no such dark red and strange glow.

"I don't feel good, get in line!" Théoden followed his sensitive intuition.

And the spirit of the wilderness also emerged from the ground with a skull head, staring at the increasingly intense and fiery "sunset glow" as if facing a formidable enemy.

The war horses began to feel uneasy, as if they sensed an approaching crisis.

"what is that?"

On the high platform of the royal palace in Edoras, Éodwin said in horror.

She was in a higher position, so she had a broader field of vision. At this moment, several people, including the prince and princess, all saw a huge figure wrapped in blazing flames.

Carrying the flames that illuminated the night, it climbed to the top of the mountain step by step, looking down at the Rohan cavalry unruly and violently.

In the blink of an eye, the whole world was filled with scorching hot breath, and the majestic evil power continued to spread. The brave horses' limbs became weak and they retreated continuously.

"How is that possible?" Théoden's eyes widened and he said in disbelief.

"What kind of creature is that?" Iomond asked in a trembling voice. As a military marshal, he found himself trembling uncontrollably, and the fear in his heart surged out uncontrollably.

"The powerful demon that exists in ancient books, the Balrog that lives in flames and shadows." Théoden choked.

Boom~boom~

The Balrog walked down the hillside step by step, and his burly body of twenty meters was revealed in the moonlight.

The humanoid body has a skeleton-like face and huge demonic horns. Dark red flames erupt from the whole body, making the skin look like red-hot rock charcoal. The hair on the temples around the neck is the most burned, as if it is covered with bright lights.

The fire cloak.

Boom~boom~

Every time it takes a step, the cavalry army will take a step back, the unified formation will be quietly disrupted, and the morale of the army will be unstable in an instant.

"Hiss~"

When they saw the terrifying demon's face clearly, Théoden and Eomund couldn't help but shudder.

Don't blame them, even Gandalf, who is the demi-god Maia, would show despair when he saw it.

The Balrog clan were all minor gods of the same level as Sauron and Gandalf. They were corrupted by the evil power of Morgoth into fallen gods who mastered the flames of sin.
To be continued...