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The remnants of the orcs and the Haralds fled towards the black gate in a panic, knowing that only by reaching the black gate would they have a chance of survival.

The Demon Lord Sauron is just behind the black gate, and the evil eyes will watch everything, and the power of darkness will protect them.

They were not slow, and on the way to escape, the team was more or less integrated, but they had just arrived at the lower reaches of the Ente River, and there was still a long distance from the black gate. They saw the last thing they wanted to see.

Saruman and Ashgar, who had received the news a long time ago, were already waiting here. After a few days, they gathered 5 dark orcs, and the skeleton army of the Angmar Bone King who had originally stayed in Nyndolf had a total of [-] people.

The [-] army was like an iron curtain, completely surrounding all the [-] to [-] half-orc troops and the Harads.

Behind them, Angmar's skeleton army and Boromir's Gondor army also assembled.

There are more than 1 skeleton warriors and more than 3 Gondor warriors, and there are almost 5 soldiers in total.

One after the other, Sauron's troops were blocked, and the giant eagle hovered in the sky. On the Angmar Bone King's side, there were already five more terrifying bone dragons.

The Troll Legion led by Essinger and the Treant Legion led by the Dark Leaf King all came here.

A huge pocket completely surrounded them, there was no escape, and they had no escape route at all.

"kill!"

Siege, massacre, when charging forward and backward, it was like turning on a ruthless meat grinder.

Bleeding and floating oars, corpses everywhere.

After two full hours, after the first round of charging, all the Harads were killed, and the remaining orcs were only in their early [-]s, and they dared not resist any more. They knelt on the ground and expressed their submission.

Since the other side is also an orc, maybe he doesn't have to die.

"Take them back, and let the war mother tree transform."

The dark orcs controlled all the half-orcs, and then sent them back to Nindolf Fortress in batches.

The Angmar Bone King landed, and the five bone dragons landed at the same time, facing Saruman, Ashgar, and Boromir respectively: "One bone dragon per person, although the secret ring is constantly strengthened, you can all have the ability to fly, but you will not lose face to the master."

"Thanks, Angmar."

Ashger is very satisfied with the bone dragon. Although his mount is mainly a warg, he will not dislike the flying mount either.

"Angmar, I will leave this place to you. Death and corpses, Bone Mountain and Mother Tree will all like these nutrients."

"Naturally, I will awaken more of my warriors, but there are still too few orc troops."

Angmar looked at Saruman. Even counting the summons that will be launched here, the final number of War Mother Trees won't exceed ten. All of them add up to more than 1000 orcs a day. Compared with Sauron's army and the elf army that will be dealt with in the future, there is still a big gap.

Saruman was expressionless, and said indifferently: "We have enough time to breed warriors and kill them at the Black Gate. We can support more war mother trees."

He looked at Angmar Bone King and said, "The death swamp outside of Mordor, there is an army you need."

Thousands of years ago, humans, elves, and Sauron once had an army, and countless people fell on the battlefield, and that battlefield has now formed a swamp containing countless corpses.

The Bone King of Angmar heard the words and said: "I will go there, and then you will be responsible for Gondor and Rohan."

After the short battle meeting was over, the battlefield was almost cleaned up. The corpses were piled up in one place.

The Bone King of Angmar was the leader, holding high the Dark Ring, and Saruman and others contributed their own power of the Dark Ring at the same time.

The darkness covered the flesh and blood, and the sacrifice was launched. Three mother trees of war and two mountains of bones rose from the ground and continued to grow.

This place is located between Nyndolf and the White City of Gondor, right at the lower reaches of the Ent River. Although there is no city, it is obviously an excellent location to build a fort here, just opposite to the Black Gate.

After finishing all this, the Bone King of Angmar drove the Bone Dragon to fly towards the swamp, while Saruman and Ashgar divided their forces, one stayed at Nindorf Fortress, and the other began to build the city here.

It is not difficult to build a city with magic, and there are trolls and tree people.

But Boromir returned to White City with his army and began his era of ruling.

When all the soldiers saw that Boromir was with skeletons and dark orcs and protected the White City.

No objection means that they have accepted the matter.

Back in Baicheng, the crazy Nedsor was already waiting outside the gate of Baicheng where corpses were strewn all over.

He didn't look crazy, but stood silently on the bloody battlefield, watching the approaching Boromir.

"The darkness on your body is more noble than Sauron, and I cannot spy on it."

When Boromir was found to be wrong, Nedshor tried to investigate the situation with the eyes of true knowledge, but found nothing.

"I only want to protect Gondor."

"I know that you are stronger than me. You have already determined the life and death of Gondor. Even the blood of Isildur cannot take half of your power. From today onwards, you are the king of Gondor."

"Father, there is no king in Gondor, only prime ministers and generals, and the master is the only one who is high above."

Ned Sol was startled, and looked deeply at his son, unfamiliar but familiar, he was cold and calm, but he was not enslaved, but surrendered, just like their family was loyal to the former Isildur.

"As you wish, Prime Minister Boromir, my son."

The handover of power was extremely smooth. Boromir dominated everything in the White City. As the auxiliary minister, Ned Thorn obtained the power of darkness and restored the mental trauma left by the confrontation with Sauron's will.

Only magic can fight magic, and to some extent, the same is true for fighting darkness with darkness.

Under the White City, the corpses were sacrificed by Boromir and turned into two special mother trees of war, or sacred trees.

Ordinary humans can pray to the sacred tree for transformation, gain the power of darkness, and continue to grow through exercise.

Faith, exercise, and will. It feels a bit like cultivation, but it is also the source of Gondor's troops.

Boromir subconsciously gave his people the opportunity to choose, but he also understood in his heart that in the face of powerful forces, people cannot help being tempted.

Not to mention, pure power of darkness may not be harmful.

The harm is not in power, but in the fact that some people can't grasp it, that's all.

The first Gondor warriors to follow Boromir were the first to pray for the transformation of the power of the Mother Tree of War.

Some people become demon warriors directly, while others are planted with a seed. As long as they can keep up with the training and the growth of dark power, they will become demon warriors sooner or later. (end of this chapter)