"Definitely!"

Seeing the ghost soldiers so powerful, Aragorn roared in excitement.

He has been thinking about his goddess all the time these days. When he thinks of the abuse that Arwen may suffer, Aragon feels like a knife!

The Evil God is obviously not a good man and a believer, and the other party's motive for naming Arwen is also obvious, but for the peace and stability of Middle-earth, he can only send Arwen into the devil's lair with his own hands.

Seeing that the ghost soldier he summoned was so powerful, Aragorn was both excited and angry.

The excitement is that this battle is about to be won, and everyone can take this opportunity to force the evil god to return to Mordor!

Because even Sauron couldn't completely destroy him, so no one thought that the evil god who had a higher rank than Sauron could completely kill him from the very beginning, forcing the opponent back to Mordor and restoring the previous territory, it can be regarded as the completion of the strategic objective.

And the angry is:

If I had known that ghost soldiers were so powerful, they wouldn't even use Arwen as a sacrifice at all!

With the strength of the ghost soldiers, even if they can't deal with that giant beast, no matter whether they are scattered sneak attacks or guerrilla harassment, they can always swept away the minions of the evil god.

He actually sacrificed Arwen just like that. Thinking of this, Aragorn felt like his chest was about to explode.

He can't wait to go directly to overturn the camp of the Heretic God, from where he is now, he can even clearly see the huge rear of the enemy army!

Although there was a curtain on the outside of the lift, so he couldn't see what was inside, but Aragorn felt as if he could feel a scorching light from inside.

It was definitely Arwin, she was waiting for herself to save her!

Feeling the scorching light, Aragorn suddenly felt that his whole body was full of power, and he waved the sword in his hand and rushed towards the orcs who had already begun to rout.

"Ahhh-"

A burst of screams suddenly sounded from behind him, and the ghost soldiers who were invincible now all began to melt like snow that had encountered flames!

Although ghosts are rare in Middle-earth, it does not mean that they are invincible existences.

For ordinary people, ghosts may be very scary things, but for some people, ghosts, what are they?

Zombies meet Ninth Uncle, prisoners meet Conan, is there any way to survive?

In the same way, as the strongest white robe Saruman, if he can make a group of sinister arrogant under the premise of preparation, then he simply hangs a noodle.

The dazzling light directly cut through the haze on the horizon. For normal people, this light is just a little dazzling at most, but for Yin soldiers, it is the most terrifying thing in the world!

The ghost who was killing the Quartet immediately screamed and ran away, no matter how Aragorn shouted, it was of no use.

These ghosts were originally the mountain people of the White Mountains. They took refuge in Isildur, the ancestor of Aragon, and swore to die for the other party. As a result, when they fought against Sauron, they saw the huge army of the other party and fled directly, so they were cursed and changed. Become a monster that can't rest in peace.

The reason why these ghosts came to help Aragorn this time is to break the curse on his body and let his soul rest in peace!

But although these ghosts are tired of floating in the world like ghosts, and their greatest wish is to rest in peace, it does not mean that they really regard death as home.

It's better to die than to live, you're not even afraid of being a ghost, are you still afraid of being embarrassed?

You must know that these guys were not warriors when they were alive. The reason why they killed the Quartet just now was because they knew that the enemy could not hurt them at all. In that case, everyone can be a thousand horses!

And now?

The golden light just lit a circle on the battlefield, and all the shadow soldiers disappeared without a trace!

"Bastards, you traitors!" Aragorn screamed in anger, seeing that he was about to rush to the enemy's rear camp, but now those guys actually ran away without saying a word.

Although the golden light has a fatal killing effect on the ghost soldiers, in fact, because there are too many people on the battlefield, there are not many ghost soldiers that really disappear!

It's just that the remaining ghost soldiers have long since disappeared. Anyway, they are all soul bodies. If they want to run away, not many people can catch him.

"Damn!" Aragorn's red eyes looked at the orc army that surrounded him, and made his final cry.

No way, just now this guy's heart was too anxious, he rushed too fast, and now he is completely surrounded by the enemy.

"The descendants of Isildur are dead!" Gandalf sighed, looking at Aragorn, who was surrounded by layers of armies.

"Why does Saruman know about our ghost army!" Although Aragorn was the last heir of the Emperor Isildur, his identity was very sensitive, but now no one cares about his life or death, and everyone obviously has more Important things to do.

The dwarf king asked directly, the Yin Soldier is a killer that has been hidden all the time, and the enemy can actually react without a prophet, which really puzzles him.

For this reason, he kept looking up to observe the reactions of his allies, and always felt that there was definitely a traitor in it!

"The power of the evil god is beyond our imagination. Maybe he can use any prophecy spells. Now is not the time for us to study this matter. Let's let our allies appear!" Everyone's faces began to look ugly, Gandalf said quickly.

Although everyone stood together in order to fight the Evil God Army, there were conflicts among the groups. The dwarves have always been at odds with the elves. If the allies are in civil strife at such a critical juncture, it will be over!

Fortunately, Gandalf still had a bit of face in the middle of the earth. Under his persuasion, everyone temporarily stranded their doubts and began to wave the flag.

Hundreds of shepherds came down from the mountain. As long as these guys hide in the woods, they will directly integrate with the trees. They are definitely the best candidates for black guns.

Of course, their strength should not be underestimated. The height of each shepherd is close to ten meters. Coupled with their wooden bodies, they are mobile siege towers!

In the original plot, these shepherds directly defeated the strong orc troops under Saruman, trapped the dignified white-robed wizard in the black tower and turned them into prisoners. Saruman did not even have the courage to go out and fight head-on, it can be seen that How's the war power of these guys?

Hundreds of tree herdsmen rushed into the enemy army like tigers descending from the mountain. Although those orc brothers were not afraid of death, they were still a little helpless in the face of the shepherds who suddenly rushed out.

Just like the ghost soldiers just now, the battle axe in the hands of the orcs cannot directly chop down the tree people to death. The heavy ones will ascend directly to the sky!

A tree trunk with a diameter of two or three meters, even if it takes a long time to cut it with a saw, it is really not easy to cause fatal damage to the tree person in a hurry.

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"What am I talking about, you should watch the whole set for the show, right?" Someone stood up comfortably, grabbed the elf princess Arwen who was crying secretly, and asked with a smile.

Before the lift was Aragorn's half corpse, there was no way, in the current chaotic situation, being able to retrieve half of the corpse was already very valuable.

Someone had ordered his subordinates to bring Aragorn back alive, because that would be fun, right?

It's a pity that the future emperor failed to last until the moment the messenger arrived.

Surrounded by layers of armies, even if Aragorn is known as the first human ranger, it will not help at all.

"Master's magic is unparalleled in the world, and these ants dare to oppose you, they are simply seeking their own death!" The flattering spirit Ge Lima immediately greeted him.

"Stay taller, why haven't you learned it after so many days? Throwing you into the orc camp is so stupid!" Someone slapped Arwin with a slap, and then instructed Saruman.

"Let those guys go out. After so many days, it's time for them to be active!"

"Yes!" Saruman, who had just sat down, stood up quickly and began to command.

'Ow--'

A group of biochemical monsters roared and rushed out from the rear. These monsters were transformed by someone with the T virus a month ago. After a month of virus invasion, they have all become deeply infected monsters.

Although the T virus has lost the effect of rapid spread in this plane, it has shown jaw-dropping effects in terms of physical transformation. These monsters have been tested by someone, and almost all of them have reached the level of biochemical tyrants to deal with these trees. Man, that should be enough!

The forces of the two sides fought from about ten in the morning to more than two in the afternoon. After four hours of fighting, all the soldiers who participated in the battle were already bruised and panting, and the entire Rohan Pass was dyed red with blood.

"It's so slow!"

Someone is enjoying his lunch, and although the two sides are at war now, it doesn't affect someone's meal at all.

After all, work and rest need to be combined. Everyone needs to eat, right?

Of course, other than him, other people don't have such a good leisure time.

"We must fight!"

Seeing that the battle situation continued to stalemate, everyone on the coalition command platform couldn't sit still.

After a half-day of fierce battles, the armies of both sides are now completely exhausted. If there is no external force, this battle is likely to be unsuccessful!

It is normal for a battle of hundreds of thousands of people to last for ten days and a half months, but for the people of the coalition, they simply do not have the capital to drag it on.

God knows if there will be any changes over time. If you can't win the battle now, then all your previous efforts will be in vain.

'Water flow! Heed my call! ’

Galadriel floated down directly from the podium, and countless surging waves danced with her.

"Atmospheric! Bring pain to the enemy!" Elrond pinched his right hand and blasted forward, and all the enemies within a dozen meters in front of him were blasted straight away.

"For the glory of God Oli!" Seeing that the nemesis elf began to show his might, the dwarf king naturally did not want to be left behind. With a roar, he activated the mode of descending from the gods, and a golden giant suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

Others have also started their performances. These people are the masters of the Middle-earth, and their strength is completely incomparable with the swordsman who poured water in Aragon!

If Aragorn is the enemy of a hundred people, then these people are at least the existence of a thousand people.

A peerless master is naturally unable to withstand thousands of troops, but what if there are dozens of masters?

"That's the elf queen, really good!" Someone who was teasing the elf princess looked up at Galadriel floating in the air, and nodded with interest.

Sure enough, compared to Kai Dai, Arwen still looks too small!

Of course, this small does not refer to age, but some specific nouns.

"Sir, our army's offensive has slowed down!" Saruman looked at the masters who were killing the Quartet, and said with some heart palpitations.

To be honest, these talents are the real confidants. In a place like Middle-earth where personal heroism and strength are important, sometimes tens of thousands of troops are not as important as a master.

After all, as long as these masters hide and fight guerrilla warfare, even tens of thousands of troops will be helpless against them.

Moreover, these people are also the spiritual leaders of various ethnic groups. As long as they are all killed or captured, then the unification of the entire Middle-earth continent is basically a sure thing.

"In the end, it's up to me to go out!" After letting go of the elf princess in his hand, someone stood up and adjusted the waistband of his trousers.

At the moment someone pulled the mount out, he directly stepped on the mount, then pulled the reins, and rushed towards the middle of the battlefield.

Seeing the Evil God personally dispatched, the army immediately gave way, and at the same time, the masters who were cleaning the trash all stopped their movements in unison.

Everyone knows that killing many trash fish is actually only a temporary solution, not the root cause. If you want to win this battle completely, defeating the evil god is the best choice.

"Let me count, how many guys are there!" They rode their mounts to the middle of the battlefield, and the soldiers fighting on both sides and tacitly vacated a large area as a place for the duel of the bosses.

In fact, it is reasonable to say that in a place like Middle-earth, where one person can break through a thousand, the war between soldiers is completely redundant, and the main generals of both sides will just come up and fight one-on-one.

But no way, to respect the tradition!

Besides, if there is no war between mortals, how can it reflect the deterrence of masters!

"Isn't Galadriel? I like you very much!" Someone said with a smile, looking at the elf queen floating in the air for the first time.

"Holy God, this is not the place you should come, go back to your world!" Galadriel said directly, with a slightly rebuke tone.

It's just that even with a pretty face with anger, it's obvious that she really has no deterrent.

For others, the elf queen can scare a bunch of people to death just by putting her face down, but for someone.

Such an elf queen is a good idea!

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