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Chapter 132 Victory in the Battle of Baicheng

The ring spirits drove the beasts and fled in a hurry.

Their original sharp and shrill calls were now only a whimper of fear, and these ferocious winged creatures flapped their wings frantically, trying to get out of the shadows under the dragon's wings.

But that speed is too slow for the dragon.

A second beast was crushed by Smaug, and then a third.

The biggest beast finally escaped, and the Witch King of Angmar, the head of the ring spirits sitting on the beast's back, saw Tang Sen sitting on top of the dragon's head.

"Smaug! You back your ground!"

"You actually succumbed to humans!"

Holding the sword of Mogul, he controlled the frightened beast to attack Tang Sen.

Nonsense, even if he has been dead for many years, he also knows that the blade in his hand cannot hurt the real dragon.

Smaug was very unhappy. When the other party mentioned this matter in front of it, it was tantamount to slapping himself in the face, and if he let the other party hurt the person sitting on top of his head in front of his eyes, then he could simply find a place to bump into him. died.

As a result, dragon flames gushed out from its mouth, drowning the figure of the ferocious beast. The poor dark creature instinctively spread its wings, and then fell down in pitch blackness.

Long Yan didn't burn it to ashes, but took its life in an instant.

As for the Witch King of Angmar, the effect of dragon flames on him is naturally better than nothing, but unfortunately without his mount, he also loses the qualification to continue fighting in the sky.

The giant dragon didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of ring spirit that couldn't be destroyed even if it was crushed. After killing all the beasts like a joke, it flew towards the giant elephants that were raging on the battlefield.

Burns has seen it all firsthand.

The invincible ring spirit in the legend is like a vulnerable toy in front of the giant dragon, and that invincible giant dragon is actually ridden on top of the head by humans?
Is this world still the one I know?

Burns had never heard rumors about travelers or dragon conquerors, but the figure riding on the dragon had been deeply engraved in his mind, and at the same time, it was engraved in all the people who saw this scene in Baicheng. in the minds of people.

He saw that the giant dragon came to the giant elephant in the blink of an eye. Judging from its size, the giant dragon was even bigger than the giant elephant. Although the giant dragon was more slender, its wings spread out enough to completely cover the giant elephant's body.

Then, the raging flames ignited, and Burns could still feel the scorching temperature even though thousands of meters away, the screams of the giant elephants resounded throughout the battlefield, the thick skin could not stop the burning of the dragon flames at all, they turned into Become huge fireballs running one by one, regardless of enemy or friend.

Rohan's cavalry retreated in time with their strong mobility, and this was no longer like the war they knew.

Iluvita, they remembered the battles of the First Era in the legendary records, the world where giant dragons and Balrogs coexisted.

The war is still not over. Neither the Orcs nor the Haralds have room to retreat. Everyone knows that this is a battle of life and death.

These enemies even continued to attack the White City and the Rohan cavalry despite the fear of the dragon and the dragon flames.

Humans and humans, humans and Orcs are strangled together, and the room for the dragon to play is compressed. It is impossible for Tang Sen to allow it to breathe dragon flames regardless of whether it is an enemy or not, and it does not bother to dive down to kill one or two enemies. Use its spear-like wing claws.

Fortunately, travelers don't just have one means.

The sound of galloping sounded on the edge of the battlefield, and the Mithril cavalry finally arrived late. The number of more than 800 people seemed unable to cause a little bit of waves on such a huge battlefield, but they were firm, and cut through it like butter knives. Come in.

It was the Gondorians on the city wall who noticed this cavalry earlier than the Rohanians who were fighting fiercely, such as Burns. The drops of water entering the sea, but the shining silver, and the extremely fast speed still make Burns unable to take his eyes off.

Hell, even a farmer can tell there's something wrong with that cavalry.

Even if normal cavalry charged in the battlefield, they would gradually be dragged down by the surrounding enemies, some would fall off their horses, and some would be pinned down, but that cavalry——

They were too fast, like a non-existent silver spot, inserted from one side of the battlefield, then inserted from the other side, then turned around and rushed back again.

No one can stop them.

More and more people noticed them, including those Rohan cavalry who were fighting fiercely. As a similar type of arms, their hearts were even more horrified.

These are dwarves?All dwarves in full body armor?Even the mounts are fully armed?
Are dwarves so rich?

And the Haralds were also aware of the threat of this dwarven cavalry. They organized wave after wave of arrow rain, row after row of shield soldiers and pikemen, regardless of whether they were enemies or friends, just to block the dwarf cavalry's attack. advance.

But the rain of arrows fell on their armor like a breeze, and the spears were broken when they were pierced on their bodies, and the shield soldiers were meaningless. The amazing jumping ability of those goats led the cavalry directly from the shield soldiers. Leaping over their heads, the knights swung their hammers and axes back, taking the lives of the wretches.

It's messed up, totally messed up.

The morale that had been suppressed to the extreme by the dragon was completely crushed by the Mithril Legion. The commanders still wanted to fight to the death, but the Haralds and Orcs at the grassroots level had lost their nerve and could no longer notice the horns and the Orcs. The command of the snare drum.

The next time is nothing but crushing and massacre.

The Battle of White City is over.

The gates of the city were opened, and the soldiers began to clean up the battlefield, rescue undead soldiers, or stab those undead enemies.

Burns was also one of them. He wandered on the blood-stained plain, and the corpses everywhere made him understand the meaning of war more deeply than when he was fighting on the city wall.

Fortunately, he did not become one of these corpses.

He thought about the mithril knights, the dragon, and the man riding on the dragon.

They left here cleanly at the end of the war, without even meeting the White City. Burns heard the regent say that everything is not quite over yet, and at dawn the next day, the soldiers of Gondor and Rohan will continue Set off, to the Black Gate of Mordor.

Mordor?Burns, who was a citizen of Gondor, of course knew that place, a place of terror full of evil and darkness.

Are we going to attack there?
However, if the dragon conqueror and those cavalry are also there, then the victory must belong to their side.

At this time, the dragon conqueror whom the people of Gondor and Rohan talked about was frowning and hovering over the black gate of Mordor.

Different from the city gates of ordinary human cities, the Black Gate itself is a city wall. It straddles the passes of the mountains on both sides. It is made of steel and thick enough for trolls and Orc teams to shuttle and defend above, and its height is as high as a mountain.

No matter what kind of battering ram, it is impossible to shake this gate.

When this door is in the hands of Gondor, it can completely prevent the Orcs of Mordor from running out, but when it is in the hands of Mordor, it becomes a bit of a headache, and no one can destroy it.

It can be seen that on this side of the black gate, the dwarves and elves have formed their formations and are ready to attack at any time, while on the other side of the black gate, densely packed Orcs are always on guard.

But they are not going to open the door.

That's right, Mordor, the most terrifying place in Middle-Earth, actually closed its doors tightly, and was even unwilling to send people to negotiate, posing as a tortoise shell.

Originally, this situation could be easily resolved with Smaug's intervention, but unfortunately, Mordor was not defenseless.

The giant crossbow above the black gate kept shooting pure iron arrows when Smaug tried to get close. Those crossbow strings that required several trolls to collapse at the same time made a sound like thunder, and the arrows were shot out. Instantly invisible to the naked eye.

This was something that had never happened before. Obviously, Sauron was well aware of the horror of giant dragons.

Smaug's dragon scales are indeed indestructible, and those crossbow arrows that can easily twist steel are not so easy to injure him, but the huge kinetic energy carried by the crossbow arrows can indeed make Smaug feel pain, and most importantly, it makes him unable to control his flying posture.

After several attempts, Smaug was shot back by the crossbow bolts.

The situation was deadlocked.

"Despicable Sauron! I must crush these damned crossbows!"

Smaug was furious. In his long life, it was the second time he was so deflated. The last time was because Townsend was unexpectedly able to control Mithril.

"It's useless, Smaug." Tang Sen calmly looked at the arrangement on the black door.

The facilities that were originally used to prevent sieges have all been dismantled, and all the vacant positions are used to load this special crossbow. Every time Smaug approaches, the salvo is only half of the top of the black gate, or even three times. One-fifth of the giant crossbow, they keep firing alternately at all times.

As for the crossbow arrows, just the part piled up next to the giant crossbow is enough to make people despair.

Fortunately, they were all ordinary iron and steel crossbows. The casting skills and materials for black arrows that could harm dragons had long been lost. Even Sauron had never mastered them. Otherwise, Tang Sen would have to take Smaug away from the Black Gate.

"It seems that we have to think of other ways to break through the black gate."

"Or don't worry about them." Smaug roared, "These damned crossbows can't move. I'll fly directly over the Black Gate, burn all the orcs behind me to ashes, and then kill Sauron all the way to let him know what happened to them. The consequences of angering a giant dragon!"

"Can you kill them?" Tang Sen said flatly, "Look at the army behind the black gate, and then look at the endless camps on the plains of Mordor. There are at least a hundred thousand Orcs here."

"I can kill ten thousand in one day!" Smaug said unconvinced, "They have nothing to do with me."

"If they keep gathering together, I believe you can." Tang Sen said:

"Unfortunately, although Oak doesn't have much brains, he still knows how to run for his life."

(End of this chapter)