The riding and chopping simulator of the Lord of the Rings

Chapter 189 End
The cavalry that appeared on the battlefield was a sudden cavalry composed of heavy cavalry under Allen's command and Dunedan rangers.

Under the guidance of Adrasil, they finally came to this battlefield at a critical moment.

In fact, the troops of Allen and Cirdan arrived near Pelakir immediately after Antonis' reinforcements joined the battlefield.

Although Kress' animal companion was very reluctant to get close to Angmar's surroundings, it still brought back some conditions of the battlefield.

And Cirdan and Allen, who received some information, prepared to attack Angmar's army back and forth after a little communication.

At that time, Angmar and the endless half-orcs were still standing in place without any change, but in the local battlefield under the city wall, humans gradually took the upper hand.

Allen and Cirdan still have a certain amount of time to make a better battle plan.

However, the situation on the battlefield was changed instantly with Angmar's full-strength scream, and the human situation became precarious again, even the city was on fire.

Allen couldn't help but watch those heroic human soldiers being killed by the orcs under the evil magic of the enemy.

I don't want to rush here in a state of anxiety, but what I want to save is a city that has been trampled by orcs.

Therefore, Allen decided not to wait for information from Cirdan, but at the most critical moment, let Aragorn around him sound the horn of charge.

And led the griffin cavalry around him, and rushed towards Angmar. At the same time, during the charge, Allen also pulled away the blue-lighted jewel rune bow in his hand, aiming at Angmar's crotch dark horse.

As the saying goes, when you shoot a man, you shoot the horse first, and when you capture a thief, you capture the king first.

Angmar, who was advancing, noticed this keenly, and he subconsciously slowed down the running speed of the giant black horse.

Of course Angmar knew the silver-armored human being who was approaching him quickly.

After all, the Ring Spirits could see each other's existence in the Netherworld, but when Hamur disappeared, Angmar watched the whole process.

As the head of the Nazgul, Angmar knew that his form was very special and would not be killed by ordinary weapons or humans.

But facing the existence that can make Kehamur disappear, his heart is full of anxiety at this moment.

Even after living for thousands of years, this deceitful, sinister and cunning servant of darkness still doesn't want to leave this world.

Angmar hadn't enjoyed enough of the pleasure brought by cruelty, and deep down in his heart, he had always thought that he was the most powerful subordinate of his master, and he couldn't easily disappear.

Therefore, after seeing Alan rushing towards him and preparing to attack, Angmar immediately turned his horse and ran towards his army.

At this time, only by returning to his own army, under the protection of an army of nearly [-] orcs, could he find a chance to turn the situation around.

Angmar was terrified in his heart, because he knew that if he fought with that human here, there was a very high possibility that he would disappear.

He is not willing to leave this world aggrieved like Ke Hamur did.

And just as Angmar fled in a panic, thousands of elf cavalry appeared from the side and rear of the orc army.

Cirdan, who could have gone straight to the back of the orc, made the same choice as Allen immediately after hearing Angmar's scream.

It's just that the cavalry team he led came a little later from the battlefield in order to avoid the enemy's search.

But as soon as they approached the battlefield, they rushed towards the orc army. During the charge, the elves actually started singing.

Generous and inspiring singing sounded throughout the battlefield.

Seeing this scene, Angmar had to adjust the direction of escape again, and ran towards the camp he occupied.

At this moment, the orc commander had given up on the battlefield in front of him, only thinking about running for his life.

There were thousands of elf cavalry, and the singing made the fear in his heart even more intense.

And with the help of the elf horse, Allen has already approached Angmar, who was fleeing south.

While galloping, he let go of the bowstring in his hand, and an arrow emitting blue light quickly crossed the deep night and flew towards Angmar.

Although Angmar only wanted to escape at this time, it did not affect his perception of danger, or in this state, Angmar's perception of danger became more sensitive.

He turned around like a ghost on the horse, and smashed the arrow with blue light with the steel sword in his hand, which was glowing with fire.

Then he immediately threw away the weapon in his hand, and a look of surprise appeared in his terrifying eyes.

Regarding the power of frost, Angmar has a certain amount of research. In the cruel and cold winter, he can even mobilize part of the power of severe cold.

But the cold air spreading from the arrow to the steel sword was not under his command.

Angmar, who had never seen such power, fled faster, and in the process of running, an ancient and unknown language appeared in his mouth.

The words contained power and evil, and they reached Alan's ears along with the wind.

"I curse that nasty horse to lose all four hooves and die a miserable death in heart-piercing pain."

Following the words, Allen felt that the speed of Angmar's dark horse suddenly increased, while his own elf horse seemed to slow down.

No, Allen immediately realized that this was because of Angmar's curse. At this time, an evil breath entangled the elf horse, making it slower and slower.

Allen felt the pain and helplessness of the mount, and immediately shared his power with the elf horse. After a while, the dark power was expelled, and the elf horse regained its health and its original speed.

But Angmar's figure also took advantage of this time to run further and further away.

Seeing the enemy escaped from his attack range, Allen could only helplessly put down the sapphire rune bow in his hand.

But he did not give up hunting down Angmar, and no one came to tell Alan at this moment that Angmar had his destiny.

Allen believed that since he was able to kill Kohamur, Angmar, who was also a ring spirit, should not be able to resist his own power.

Moreover, the leader of the Nazgul who was crazily fleeing ahead also confirmed his idea from the side.

In Alan's memory, Angmar was so embarrassing in front of Glorfindel.

It may only be completely defeated once by Madam Galadriel's attack.

If he could directly make Angmar disappear here, then Sauron's strength would definitely suffer a great loss, and it would be of great benefit to him in his future counterattack against Mordor.

Just like that, two figures, one black and one white, ran towards the south along the bank of the Anduin River. The two of them almost left all their subordinates behind in the chase.

Only the twenty griffin knights following Allen were still following their king closely, and the griffin war beasts under them could barely cope with the current situation.

While chasing Angmar Allen, his heart was full of determination, and he didn't believe it. Now the left side of the battlefield is the Anduin River, and the Sirius River is ahead.

Where can Angmar go without the protection of the army now?

Could it be that he still dared to jump into Beleger?

At this time, the Durin dwarves led by Fili jumped off the pony and goat they were riding, walked directly along the city wall of Pelakir, and rushed towards Uruk, which was slaughtering human warriors.

And the dashing cavalry under Alan's command and the elf cavalry led by Cirdan also rushed into the orc army at this time.

At this moment, fate seems to have abandoned the Orcs on the field, as well as the Dark Lord who had high hopes for them.

Undoubtedly, Sauron's plan to capture Pelakir and use it as a breakthrough has completely failed at this moment.

Not to mention how disappointed and angry Sauron, who was busy cultivating more minions at this time, would be after hearing the news.

At this moment, the half-orcs who were facing the onslaught were full of fear and hesitation. They were flanked by the enemy's cavalry, and the Angmar Witch King who commanded them fled immediately after seeing the enemy.

Facing such a harsh battlefield, most half-orcs didn't know what they should do at all, and could only rely on their instincts to charge the cavalry around them and launch a weak attack.

And this couldn't threaten the cavalry who marched bravely amidst the singing. Those half-orcs who resisted subconsciously either died under the impact of the horses, or were killed by the high-speed moving weapons.

Those Uruks who were more elite and disciplined, after realizing that they could not resist the impact of humans and elves, began to flee in an organized manner.

It's just that facing faster cavalry, this is simply ineffective. They were driven to the bank of the Anduin River by a large number of cavalry led by Cirdan.

For these dirty half-orcs, perhaps burying them in the great river is also a good destination.

Because there is no power of Morgoth in the river, under the purification of Ulmo, the king of the sea, their souls may be at peace.

And the dozens of trolls who were chasing Antonis were surrounded by a troop of mounted archers led by Lindir himself.

In the years before this, these huge monsters would come down from the Etten Wasteland from time to time.

Lindir has experience dealing with these trolls.

Grim, who transformed into a giant bear, rushed up earlier than the elves. During the charge, he also rescued Antonis and those who were almost swept away by the stick from the attack of several trolls. Swan Rider.

Because Angmar's scream directly caused all the nearby horses to lose control, even Antonis and the swan riders couldn't control the frightened horses.

And they who fell off the horse could only rely on their own agility to barely deal with the troll wielding a big stick.

Even if they were wearing full plate armor, they were unwilling to bear such an attack. Fortunately, rescue arrived when they were out of breath, otherwise, there would be only a dead end.

And Uruk under the city wall was constantly dying in the charge of the dwarves. This also has the credit for the deadly swordsmen of Mettenheim. They are not professional cavalry after all. At this time, the dwarves who got off their mounts followed, Nature is a better choice.

The surviving human soldiers, in the singing of the elves, regained their determination to resist the enemy, picked up their weapons and fought with the enemies around them.

In this way, Uruk, who were already at a disadvantage, soon lost their dying strength, and all died at the hands of humans and dwarves.

The gate of Pelakir also returned to human hands, and the half-orcs who rushed into the city were also besieged and killed by the recovered humans.

Berelach, who had been resisting the enemy's attack from the beginning, sat directly on the city wall when he saw that even the pirates on the river retreated to the distance.

He was too tired. Apart from his body, he was mentally exhausted. There were too many accidents in this battle.

Especially at the moment when the city gate was taken away by the enemy, Berelach's heart was hopeless, and with a resolute face, he was ready to die on the battlefield.

Fortunately, none of this happened. The support came fast enough and violently enough, changing the situation of this battle in an instant, and causing a devastating blow to the enemy at the same time.

But Berelah immediately stood up from the ground and began to direct the soldiers to clean up the battlefield.

As the lord of Pelakir, the supreme commander of the Gondor army, and the host of this place, Berelach has too many things to do.

But the most important thing at the moment is that he needs to know who the supporter is, and Adrasil, who is walking towards him quickly, should bring him the answer.

The heir of Do Amroth did not come alone. He was accompanied by a young boy and a middle-aged man with a slight scar on his face but very friendly.

These two people are naturally Aragorn and Malhebi.

For Aragon, who was still a teenager, Allen did not allow him to personally participate in the charge of the brigade cavalry, but gave him the task of sounding the charge horn. Obviously, he completed this task very well.

Because of his body, Adra Hill was also arranged in the rear by Allen, and with him were the swan knights who "picked up" along the way.

In the final mission, although some swan knights died under the scimitar of the wolf cavalry, more of them won the battle with the enemy. One of the strongest troops.

It's just that they were exhausted and had completely lost the ability to follow Adrasil to the north. They could only drag their exhausted bodies and lead their panting and sweating horses forward on the South Road with difficulty.

Then he was "picked up" by the army going south.

At this moment, after entering the city with an eager face, Adrasil happened to see Berelah who was giving orders, and his heart sank.

The young heir to the prince has already realized that something is likely to happen to his father.

"Your Excellency, where is my father?"

Adrasil couldn't suppress the anxiety and fear in his heart at all. When they met, he asked Berelah for news about his father.

On Berelach's resolute face, there was a look of regret, and he said softly.

"Adra Hill, His Excellency Angelimir is injured. He is receiving treatment in the medical center in the inner city. I still have some things to do right now. I'm sorry that I can't go with you."

After hearing that his father was injured instead of failing to break through, Adrasil felt a little relieved.

But still anxious, he just nodded to Berelah, and immediately rushed towards the inner city.

And Malhebi, who heard all this from the side, whispered in Aragorn's ear:
"Let's go have a look together."

　Not much else to say, can I ask for a monthly ticket? ()
　　
　
(End of this chapter)