Beside the Ente River, the plain is vast, but at this time it is already full of troops.

The Justice Alliance Army in the north was waiting in formation. Whether it was elves or dwarves, they were all wearing armor and holding shiny weapons in their hands. They looked solemnly and stared at the dark city.

Saruman, the City of Darkness, is also preparing an army for battle. Hundreds of thousands of dark orcs, skeleton legions, and human legions stand neatly, wearing black armor, with fierce eyes, and extremely firm.

This is the decisive battle in Middle-earth, and both Saruman and Gandalf know the meaning of this battle.

The invincible Sauron failed, and what Gandalf and the others had to face was a more terrifying darkness.

He obviously didn't see the people behind the scenes, but just looking at the huge sphere above the Dark City, he couldn't help but feel terrified.

"kill!"

The sound of shouting and killing soared to the sky, and the army did not make any fancy movements, just like the tide, charging towards the opposite side.

The plain is a huge killing field, and the treant army rushed to the front. They were so angry that they stared at the demon treant army.

Once that was their brethren, but now they are the lackeys of the dark.

The huge bodies collided together, and the torso was smashed by the huge force. The ogre joined the battle, and the terrifying mace broke the bodies of an unknown number of treants.

With every sweep, the charging troops of elves and dwarves suffered heavy casualties.

However, there is no way for them to retreat. Even if this battle is a life-threatening one, they must win.

Queen Keltrilan held up the ring of elves, and a powerful white light swept towards the ogre army and the dark orc army.

Dozens of trolls and nearly two thousand dark orcs were destroyed in one encounter.

Seeing this scene, Angmar Bone King sneered again and again. Since the opponent's high-level combat power intervened in advance, he can't be blamed.

I saw him swooping down with the bone dragon, and the pitch-black flame swept directly towards the elves' camp, and if it was contaminated with a trace, it would burn blazingly.

The wailing sound instantly resounded throughout the battlefield, and thousands of elves were already contaminated with flames in just one dive.

Madam Keltriland's beautiful face was suddenly as cold as frost. She pointed the elf ring at the Bone King of Angmar and directly launched a powerful attack.

She wants to avenge her people and kill this evil undead.

However, at this time, the Bone King of Angmar raised his right hand, and the black glove engraved with the devil erupted with the power of the devil, blocking Keltrilan's attack and dragging more elves into it with the impact of the explosion.

Keltrilan's face became even more ugly, but she could only use [-] percent of her strength to compete with the Angmar Bone King, and she felt threatened.

On the other side, among the ten thousand troops, Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli have already blocked the way of the tall black knight.

Legolas had the sharpest eyes, and he recognized the ring on the black knight's hand and the sword in his hand at a glance.

"Boromir, it's you!"

When Aragorn heard the news, he was also in a state of shock and confusion: "Why, Boromir, how could you?"

Boromir removed the helmet, revealing his firm and cold face: "It's me, Aragorn."

"Brother, why do you want to help the evildoers?"

Boromir interrupted Gimli's words. He was very calm and said: "Only in this way can the people of Gondor be protected. Aragorn, my dear friend, give up. You cannot resist the power of the master."

Aragorn's face suddenly turned ugly, and his heart was filled with grief. How uncomfortable he was to see his best friend fall into darkness.

Moreover, he is for Gondor.

That should have been the responsibility of his Isildur blood, the son of the Emperor.

He took a deep breath and said, "According to our agreement, I will free you from the darkness."

"If you have the ability, please go."

Boromir slashed over with a sword casually, and the black sword light rushed directly to Aragorn's face, without any intention of holding back his hand.

There was a clanging sound, and Aragorn desperately parried. If it wasn't for the elven sword in his hand, it was Isildur's saber back then, I am afraid that this sword would have been cut off.

However, even if he caught it, his arms were so shaken that he almost lost consciousness.

Just a casual blow already has such power, damn it!
Legolas and Gimli hurried over to help, and the three joined forces to resist Boromir's attack, barely coping.

Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, mages against mages.

When fighting with his old friends on Aragorn's side, Gandalf held high the Holy Light and knocked away an unknown number of dark orcs, and approached Saruman with a three-foot sword.

After he was rescued by Yavanna, he had already gained the power of Vera and liberated more power belonging to Maia.

At this time, he was far more powerful than the last confrontation, so he made a bold decision-to go to the meeting alone.

Before rushing forward, he found Saruman and shouted loudly: "Saruman, you obsessive fallen one, you will be destroyed today!"

The holy light shot directly at Saruman, and the light beam arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye, carrying powerful energy.

"Noisy guy."

Saruman was not friendly, he directly raised his hand, and the power of the flame demon erupted from the demon's hand, and the black dragon flames erupted, interrupting the light beam.

The two were originally at odds with each other, but seeing it on the frontal battlefield now, it was even more like fire and water.

Clanging and drawing their swords, the two fought together.

One person was covered in white light, his robes were flying, and his staff was waving, and his human figure was vaguely missing.

Maier has no form, and Gandalf's posture obviously exhausted all his strength.

Saruman was dressed in a black robe, surrounded by pitch-black light, and confronted with the white light. The power of the eight great demons surrounded his body, constantly attacking Gandalf, and every sword must cut out a terrifying sword light.

The two come back and forth, and the leaked attack will directly destroy any fighters who approach.

The ground is full of battle marks, potholes and cracks.

With a radius of nearly 500 meters, no soldier is stupid enough to approach here. This is a battle for the strong.

The sound of shouting and killing was rolling like a tide. Under the battle of nearly a million people, when the blade of a cold weapon cut into the flesh, all the descriptions of a meat grinder seemed a little pale.

The corpses covered the entire plain, and the blood flow gathered into a stream, then seeped into the ground, and gathered in the Ent River.

This ancient river that has been flowing for thousands of years was dyed scarlet and terrifying like red ink for the first time.

Lansedil, the rushing Elrond, Elven Princess Arwen, Blue Bubble Mage, Giant Eagle Guan He... Almost everyone has thrown themselves into this unprecedented and cruel battle.

They found their opponents one after another, whether it was the Dark Eagle, the ogre leader Elrig, the leader of the Demon Treant Corps, the Dark Leaf King, or they wanted to find Ashgar to launch a surprise attack.

The battle was extremely fierce, elves and dwarves were constantly being slaughtered, and the army of dark orcs and skeletons kept advancing, crushing the coalition of justice like a roller.

Everyone fought particularly hard, except for one person, that was Zhang Ziyu who was watching a play on the city wall.

According to this attack momentum, within a long time, the Justice Alliance Army will be completely defeated, and there will be no room to fight back.

"Everyone, are you still planning to do it?"

It's just that Zhang Ziyu was facing the direction of the sky at this time, smiled and asked softly.

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