The heavens begin with the king of gotham

Chapter 787: Saruman, the Pioneer of Industry

Attacking and defending a city has always been extremely brutal.

Even though Aragorn tried his best to boost morale and all the old, weak, women and children in the city went into battle, by dawn the orc army was close to tearing down the city gates with their sheer numbers.

At this moment, on the high ground outside Helm's Deep, a large group of cavalry swooped down towards the rising sun, and there were even quite a few tree men in the team.

"Gandalf is here!" Aragorn shouted in surprise.

"Humph, you're finally here." But Saruman just sneered, "It's worth it that I've waited for you for so long."

In the original plot, 10,000 orcs had already entered the city by daybreak, but now Saruman personally led a team of 15,000 orcs and they were unable to break through the city gate. Naturally, it was because Saruman was fishing.

Sauron Bishop Saruman knew that the key to the war was not in Rohan, but in Gandalf, who was also a reincarnation.

"As long as Gandalf is defeated, the One Ring will be returned to me, and then the other Reincarnator won't be a problem anymore."

Saruman thought to himself.

"For this Gandalf...I have prepared a gift just for you!"

Eomer brought a total of 4,000 cavalrymen, plus the defenders who were still able to move in the city, and twenty or thirty tall and powerful tree people. The situation on the human side has been greatly reversed.

The defenders, who had held out all night, fought back under the leadership of Aragorn, and their morale reached its peak.

Under normal circumstances, even the Orcs would collapse under the attack from both sides.

But the current situation is not normal, because the commander of this orc army is someone else.

"boom!"

In the center of the Uruk-Occan army, a carriage suddenly exploded, revealing the white robes hidden inside.

"Saruman!"

Gandalf, who was riding a white horse and dressed in white, widened his eyes. He didn't expect Saruman to appear here.

"Gandalf!"

Saruman's voice echoed across the battlefield.

"You shameless grey robe wizard, how dare you presumptuously wear a white robe!"

Gandalf, who was riding on the white horse, blushed.

Hey, he didn’t care about the white robe or not. It was just that his previous clothes were too tattered, so he just changed into any other one.

And he was also riding a white horse, so he just picked a matching color.

It is definitely not what Saruman said. He does not covet the white robes.

Gandalf quickly waved his wand to change the subject: "Saruman! You, the enemy of Middle-earth, actually defected to the Dark Lord Sauron. Today is your doom!"

"Hmph, over your own strength!"

Saruman snorted coldly. It had only been a month since they had sung the folk song together, and Gandalf had already forgotten the gap between them?
Because Gandalf did a good job of finishing the work, he didn't even know that Gandalf had killed the Balrog.

Just as Saruman was about to sing again, he saw Gandalf waving his magic wand like a god of war, slashing and killing continuously, sweeping away a large number of orcs, and actually breaking through the formation and coming directly in front of him.

Saruman looked like he had seen a ghost. What was this?
Even when Lu Bu rode Dian Wei, he wasn't that powerful.

Of course, Saruman didn't know who Lu Bu was, so he naturally didn't know the origin of Gandalf's sudden increase in strength.

Faced with Gandalf's wand smashing down on him, he quickly summoned his magical power to resist.

"boom!"

Saruman flew backwards in an instant, rolled on the ground for several times, and then he climbed up tremblingly. His white robe was stained with dirt and he looked very disheveled.

"what?"

Bishop Sauron Saruman had a dull look in his eyes and stiff hands and feet. He simply couldn't believe what he had experienced.

"What's wrong with Gandalf?" He racked his brains but couldn't figure out the reason.

And he always felt that the power emerging from Gandalf was a little familiar.

Loren I raped Gandalf was so imposing that he pointed his magic wand at his old enemy: "Saruman, die!" "Oh, don't be too happy too soon!"

Saruman waved his hand and a group of orcs rushed forward and surrounded him.

"I have prepared a great gift for you!"

Gandalf frowned slightly.

At this point, Saruman had already fully realized the gap between the two of them, yet he still remained so calm.

What exactly is his trump card?
Following Saruman's order, many machines of various shapes were immediately pushed out from the rear of the Orc army. Aragorn and other natives of Middle-earth looked at them strangely and thought those things were very unfamiliar.

But Pippin, who came out of the Shire, poked Merry beside him and said, "Hey Merry, do those look like the fireworks we set off?"

Gandalf, however, was dumbfounded, for of course he knew what those things were.

"Run!" he shouted to Aragorn and others.

But the next second, an even louder noise immediately drowned out his voice.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Master, you idiot!" Gandalf cursed. "How dare you make a cannon in Middle-earth?"

"How shameless! How despicable! How heartless!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Saruman laughed triumphantly as he watched the artillery he had prepared blow the human camp into pieces and send them fleeing in panic.

"Gandalf is a reincarnationist, but he has forgotten the power of technology!"

"No matter how strong you are, what can you do? My army of 100,000 orcs with firearms is enough to flatten Middle-earth!"

"No matter how strong you are, can you be stronger than gunpowder?"

Gandalf experienced this himself. Faced with many orcs armed with muskets, even with his powerful magic, he could only protect himself at best.

Because even with the orange lantern ring, Gandalf still has high offense and low defense, and most of his magic power has to be used to prevent injury.

Of course, Gandalf is not helpless.

The Orange Lantern Ring possesses most of Sauron's magic power, so its power is naturally not limited to this.

"But to gain the full power of the ring, one must sink completely."

Li Ming, who had already arrived near the battlefield with his army, looked at Gandalf from afar and smiled softly: "What will you choose?"

Isengard's defenses were weak, with less than a thousand orcs left behind. They were unable to even block the road and were wiped out by Li Ming's army.

However, he was not in a hurry to provide support, because Li Ming sensed that Gandalf was always unwilling to use the full power of the Orange Lantern Ring, so he planned to force him here and make Gandalf abandon the last bit of defense in his heart.

Suddenly, the Supreme Lamp Ring on Li Ming's hand flickered, which also meant that Gandalf had completely fallen.

The smile on Li Ming's face became more obvious: "That's right, with the Orange Lantern Ring I gave you, how can you just be a berserker?"

"what!"

Gandalf shouted loudly, and the orange lantern ring on his right hand suddenly burst out with strong light. At the same time, a powerful orange magic power instantly enveloped the battlefield.

"Roar!"

The magic power instantly took shape and made a violent roar, causing the orcs who were bombarding wildly to stop their actions unconsciously.

"The Balrog?"

Aragorn protected Frodo behind him. When he heard the noise, he looked up and was immediately stunned like the rest of the Fellowship of the Ring.

(End of this chapter)