Chapter 234

"You have failed, and mankind will be destroyed." The shadow beat back Gandalf, the white wizard, with a peculiar crown. The crown was connected with the shawl and wrapped around his head like thick armor. His face could not be seen under the crown. His head was only dark as the shadow of the abyss. The cold voice between the crowns laughed at the weakness of the people in front of him.

The defeated white wizard gazes at the shadow in front of him, but just as the shadow says, Gondor has been occupied, and the cruel Warcraft army has broken through the city gate, regardless of killing human soldiers.

"Die! Old fool The shadow held the sword high in his hand, and the body of the sword ignited a strange flame, burning with the surrounding space.

The power of the fire broke the white wizard's last defense. Gandalf sighed. He had no defense but to wait for death.

"Wuwu ~"

All of a sudden, the sound of a heavy horn came from the distance.

The shadow couldn't believe looking for a voice to see, the flame on the sword was destroyed together, and the Warcraft who was frightened by the horn twisted his body in panic.

Gandalf looked very happy. He knew that Gondor's last hope had come. It was Rohan's cavalry, an invincible army!

The shadow has no time to solve Gandalf, pull up the rein to control Warcraft and go back.

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The Warcraft army, which is gathering troops to attack the main city gate, also hears the sound of the trumpet. With the dawn coming, the Warcraft army stops moving forward. They look sideways. On the plain, at the junction with the sky, darkness and light divide the world and the battlefield into two parts.

The Warcraft army saw something flickering under the light, like the starlight in the dark night, more and more, until it occupied the whole skyline.

When the stars rise, look! It's not a starlight at all, it's a sharp spear! They are gripped in the hands of heavy knights, and when their owners charge, these spears can easily penetrate the heavy armor.

At the critical moment, Rohan's cavalry came to support. Tens of thousands of cavalry stopped at the height of the plain to straighten out their troops, overlooking the fierce battlefield below.

Maybe it can't be called fierce, it's totally one-sided suppression. There are too many Warcraft troops, and there are many Warcraft's help. The pure white kings built by relying on the mountains are all in the dark plains of the Warcraft army, just like the lights in the storm, tottering.

Even the victorious cavalry will show fear when they see such a large number of Warcraft troops.

Seeing the Warcraft army on the plain, the king of Rohan couldn't help straightening his body and became dignified. He swore, "Damn it, it's more dangerous than you think."

The king of Rohan raised his sword in his hand and yelled angrily: "valiant hussars, descendants of IO! The crucial moment has come! In front of you are enemies and flames. Although your home is far away and you fight in a foreign country, the glory you have won will always belong to you! We have promised our allies. It's time for us to keep our promise! Let this land and its rulers understand our friendship

The king of Rohan rode around to announce the attack plan.

"Irving, you're leading the attack on the left."

"Ready."

"Gamlin, follow the king's flag and attack the middle road. Don't let the flag fall!"

"Yes."

"Greenberg, after tearing the opponent's formation, you are responsible for attacking the right wing. Don't give the opponent breathing time."

"Anytime."

The king of Rohan held up the flag to raise his morale. He held his chest and cried out. This is the loudest voice ever issued by mankind: "march forward bravely without fear of the dark!"

"Up! rise! Hussars of Theoden

"The long gun will break! The shield will pierce

"On the day of wielding the sword, we will fight with blood!"

"The sun will rise at last!"

The encouragement of the king of Rohan makes the cavalry blood boiling. They hold up their spears and point their cold spears at the Warcraft army in the distance!

The king of Rohan drew out his sword and rode on his horse to strike the spears of the first line of knights one by one, giving them the courage to charge and break through the darkness!

"Go! Go! Rush to the dark! Rush to destruction! To the end of destruction! That's where our glory lies! "

"Kill

The roar of the king of Rohan infected the cavalry. They raised their spears again and roared at the Warcraft Army: "kill!"

"Kill

"Kill

"Kill

The roar of tens of thousands of Knights was louder than the tide, and there was no fear in it.

It's windy! The morning light has gradually poked its head. Looking to the far south, people can vaguely see the fuzzy clouds rolling, and the dawn is coming.

"Wu Wu ~ ~"

The king of Rohan snatched a huge horn from the flag officer guslav. He summoned all his strength to blow it. Even the horn could not withstand the force and burst into pieces. The bugles of the whole cavalry responded at the same time, interwoven into a magnificent symphony.

The deafening sound of the horn, like thunder, swept across the plains and hills of Gondor, tearing the battlefield.

"Go

The king of Rohan called out to the horse, and the horse immediately ran down. The flag of the king behind him was flying in the wind, hunting, white horses galloping on the green grassland, but even the flag could not catch up with his momentum. All the cavalry troops followed closely, and the king of Rohan still rushed to the enemy.

Irving was in hot pursuit. The white horsetail on his helmet was flying in the wind. The first team was fierce, but they still couldn't catch up with the king of Rohan. He looks like a warrior who is invincible. The blood of his ancestors burns in his body, just like oromi, the riding God in the battle of the LORD God! He held high the shield of gold, reflecting thousands of golden lights, and the four hooves of his horse seemed to be surrounded by green flames.

Dawn did come, dawn and the surging sea breeze in the South came together, turned into fierce waves to repel the darkness! The army of monsters was terrified. Watching the crazy cavalry charging, they became uneasy and wavered. No matter what the cruel centurions did, it was meaningless. Their survival instinct drove them to escape from the sharp spear.

The Warcraft army was defeated as if it had burst the levee. They kept running away and were helpless to accept the sanction of angry cavalry. Some died under the long gun and some died under the hoof of horse. All the Hussars in Rohan sang the magnificent battle song and killed the enemy mercilessly with their sharp sword, because this was their most glorious battle and they won the glory.

The deafening song drifts with the wind into the turbulent city of Gondor, arousing the defeated soldiers. Their eyes, oppressed by the darkness, light up the hope. When they see the desolate capital, their hearts also light up the flame of anger.

The war is not over! The light will stand again in Gondor plain!

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In the study, the original novel pages are suspended in the air, forming a circle around Harvey's body and slowly rotating, sometimes you can see subtle changes in the text on the original.

Harvey is making a final inspection of the second volume of the novel. With the help of Niya, Shirley will finish the illustration of the second volume of the novel in advance, and the second volume of the novel will be officially published soon.

"Dududu ~"

While Harvey was absorbed, there was a knock on the wooden door of the study.