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With Zhang Ziyu's order, the three new dark ring messengers, the orc Ashgar, the ogre Eliger, and the tree-man Dark Leaf King rushed directly to the edge of Fangorn Forest.

The troll is now the only one born, and the other trolls are being bred, so he has no army.

Putting on the largest armor and picking up the just-forged mace, the ogre Eligo strode towards the direction of the battlefield.

As for the Demon Treant, the Dark Leaf King was not as lonely as the ogre leader Elrig. 62 Demon Tree warriors followed in the footsteps of the Dark Leaf King and rushed to the battlefield aggressively.

At the edge of the Fangorn Forest, Saruman's face was gloomy. After a few days, the cutting speed of the felled trees was only less than ten meters.

How many trees can there be at a distance of ten meters?
One every four to five square meters, and the thousands of meters of felling belt stretching out thousands of meters, there are only more than 2000 trees, and this wood is not enough for them to ignite all the underground rift valley arsenals in Fortress Isinger, forging more weapons.

"Stupid and damned Ent."

Saruman looked at Fangorn Forest with cold eyes. Although he couldn't cut down any trees, there was more than one treant looking for death these days.

When they choose to use Fangorn Forest as their defense, it means that the offense is no longer too dangerous.

The casualties of the orc troops were reduced, and every treant who delayed the orc troops would face the danger of being too marginal and being attacked.

In a few days, they eliminated 35 treants.

Saruman believed that soon, the Ents knew what was futile, and they all fled to Fangorn Forest on the other side of the Misty Mountains.

"Woo~"

The horn blew again, which heralded that the treants had begun to attack again.

As long as the orcs fell a little deeper, they would definitely launch an attack to interfere with the entire army.

"Prepare the grapples, hold 'em, and"

Before the order was given, he suddenly heard a vibration coming from the ground. His eyes moved slightly, and he listened carefully, and immediately revealed a look of joy.

"The Warg Riders are coming."

Yes, he heard the voice of the warg, this is the Ashgar warg cavalry squad, their combat effectiveness is far superior to that of ordinary orcs.

And, more importantly, they will definitely bring the master's will.

He looked towards the west, and suddenly showed a shocked expression, because the first thing he saw was not the wolf tribe and Ashgar, but an unusually tall ogre, with pitch-black skin and scarlet eyes, which made people shudder. Cool.

"dong dong dong"

The sound of heavy footsteps came to the rear of the orc troops, and a small group of orc troops turned around vigilantly, aiming their weapons at the ogre Eligo, and they wanted to prevent being rushed from behind.

However, their worry quickly turned into panic. More than 60 pitch-black red-eyed tree men were approaching at a fast pace, and every step would cause vibrations, which were only slightly lighter than that of the leader of the transgression, Eliger.

Saruman grasped the staff tightly, and the black air began to linger above the dark ring, and he was ready to intercept this inexplicably appearing army.

Suddenly, Saruman's expression changed, he felt something different, both the ogre and the tree man had the power of darkness.

It is the master, it must be the master's handwriting.

"Lord Saruman, get the army out of the way, let's deal with this matter."

The Troll and the Dark Leaf King are not polite, they only want Zhang Ziyu to gain glory.

Saruman put down his staff, stared at the demon treant and troll who had just spoken, and said for a long time, "I want you to join the battlefield immediately, and find out all those treants who are like turtles."

"For the master!"

The troll leader Elrig and the tree-man Darkleaf King chanted slogans, and all the orcs also chanted at the same time. The sound penetrated the entire Fangorn Forest and went straight to the depths.

"kill!"

Led by the troll Elrig and the demon tree-man Darkleaf King, they came to the edge of Fangorn Forest with unstoppable momentum.

The tall trees couldn't stop the troll Essinger at all, and the giant tree was interrupted with a wave of the mace.

The magic tree man also stepped into Fangorn Forest mercilessly, opening the way for all the orcs like a tank.

"Joe Fradliffe, why?!"

Treebeard came from the dense forest with the tree man. He looked angrily at the leader of the attacking tree man, Dark Leaf King, and called out his former name.

The Dark Leaf King saw his old friend, "enthusiastically" greeted him, and punched Treebeard fiercely: "Old friend, give up resisting, for the honor bestowed by the master, I will not hold back."

"You actually chose to fall?!"

Treebeard struggled to fight the Darkleaf King, but he found that his old friend had grown stronger, and the vines sprouting from him were attacking him like arms.

Reluctant resistance was just delaying time, and other treants had also discovered Treebeard's situation.

They wanted to come over to stop them, but the Demon Tree people had blocked the attack for their leader.

With their tall bodies, they were responsible for limiting the attack of the tree men, and the orcs who were waiting for an opportunity threw their claws at them.

The chains tightened with the tug, and the orcs pulled the tree man staggering with all his strength.

With the magic tree man on the side, there is no talk of wrestling this time.

When they were in a stalemate, the magic treants directly knocked down the treants who could not free their hands to resist, and then the orcs swarmed up and bound them.

The battle fell into a one-sided situation, because they chose to enter the Fangorn Forest for guerrilla and blocking attacks. At this time, it was impossible to gather a large number of troops, and the dense forest also became an obstacle for the tree people to gather their strength.

Defeat was inevitable, and when Treebeard was completely knocked to the ground, and the Darkleaf King stepped on his head, it meant that everything was over.

"Go, hide to the east of the Misty Mountains, go to the other side!"

He almost exhausted all his strength, his old voice was full of grief and anger, he knew that when he crossed the Misty Mountains, this side of the Fangorn Forest was completely given over to Saruman.

As for the end of the other side, when it will come depends entirely on whether Saruman will continue to cross this incomparably towering misty mountain.

At that time, the tree people would no longer have room to hide, and the end of the entire race would come.

"Joe Fradliffe, my old friend, fell into darkness, and our Treants have no future."

Treebeard whispered sadly, trying to wake up his old friend who had fallen into darkness, and let him save the Treants.

However, in exchange for a heavy step, his entire face almost sunk into the ground.

The vines of the Dark Leaf King squirmed, tightly entangled the branches and body of Treebeard, and then pulled him up vigorously, propped him up in the air, and faced each other.

"Stupid guy, don't you understand? We are now the treants, not the clumsy treants waiting to die in the past. The treants will perish, but the treants will prosper under the guidance of their master."

"No, Joe Fradliff, what Saruman can't do, the darkness will eventually fail."

"Hahaha, my friend Treebeard, who told you that my master is Saruman?"

Treebeard opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief, but he had no chance to ask questions.

"Don't worry, I will make all the tree people become my compatriots, starting with you."

The darkness flowed out from the ring, and then poured into Treebeard's body continuously. The pain from the transformation made him cry out terribly, and gradually he also turned into the appearance of the Treebeard. (end of this chapter)