However, their arrival did indeed reduce a lot of pressure on Gondor.

At the same time, the Rohan reinforcements outside White City finally got their chance to attack.

After the main orc army entered White City, Théoden led the Rohan cavalry out to attack, their target being the catapults brought by the orcs.

After a blitzkrieg, almost all of the dozens of catapults were destroyed.

Back at the Gondorian palace, Aragorn, who had once again climbed the protective wall, noticed that no more boulders were falling from the sky.

This finally allowed the Gondorian soldiers to show their faces openly.

"Our reinforcements have arrived, everyone hold on!"

Having gained a brief respite, Aragorn also noticed a disturbance behind the orc army.

So they roused the Gondorian soldiers once more with great enthusiasm.

Then he turned to Gandalf and the others and said, "Those modified trolls and mammoth squads are too much of a threat to us. We must find a way to deal with them, otherwise our temporary defenses will be breached sooner or later."

The combined number of the modified trolls and mammoths is probably over a hundred, although the giant eagles previously killed some of them.

But seventy or eighty survived.

By this time, these behemoths had rallied and were crashing into the protective wall once more.

The protective wall was about to be knocked down by them.

I've heard it said that the best defense is a good offense.

Legolas, who hadn't been of much help in dealing with the Corrupted Dragon, lightly leaped off the protective wall, raising the Kel'Thuzad Bow.

After several leaps, it landed on the trunk of a mammoth, and then, taking advantage of the mammoth shaking its head, it jumped again to the top of the mammoth's head.

During this time, he used his elven bow to shoot down the orc who was in charge of commanding the mammoth.

"Cool~"

Although the dwarf Jinpei disliked all elves except the Elf Queen, he couldn't help but cheer when he saw Legolas's series of smooth movements.

Then, he raised his giant axe and jumped off the protective wall.

On the other side, the elf prince, who had reached the top of the mammoth's head, had already drawn two arrows and was about to stab the mammoth's eyes with them.

Amidst the billowing dust, the mammoth, struck a fatal blow, staggered a few steps before finally collapsing heavily to the ground.

"A very good idea!"

Seeing this, Gandalf praised him and then jumped down from the protective wall.

While the Elf Prince's method was a drop in the ocean, it did slow down the efficiency of the modified trolls and mammoth teams crashing into the protective wall.

If enough people were to attack, they might even be able to completely annihilate the modified trolls and mammoth squad.

"Merry, do you think we should go and help too?"

On the other side, Piping, standing on the protective wall, watched as the dwarf Jinpi chopped off the legs of a modified ogre with a giant axe and began to feel eager to try it himself.

"Um, I think we need to think about it some more..."

Seeing that he and his companions only had a dagger as their weapon, Merri wisely chose to wait and see.

It can be said that his approach was correct. Two hobbit children who had never experienced hardship would only cause trouble if they jumped off the protective wall.

"Faramir, the task of guarding the protective wall is entrusted to you. Also, keep an eye on these two little guys for me..."

Seeing the effectiveness of the "decapitation strike," Aragorn also organized several special operations squads equipped with chains.

However, before setting off, he still gave special instructions to Pippin and Merry, the two hobbits.

Then, Aragorn, who jumped down from the protective wall with his special forces team, used the chains in the hands of the team members to trip up several modified trolls.

Just as the situation was gradually improving, the orc army finally couldn't sit still any longer. Under the command of their leader, the powerful orc army, together with the modified trolls and mammoth squads, launched an attack on the palace's defensive walls.

In an instant, the densely packed Orc army overwhelmed Legolas, Aragorn, and the others.

Left with no other choice, everyone had to retreat back to the protective wall.

"Damn it!"

As he watched the modified trolls and mammoths crash into the protective wall once more, Aragorn clenched his fists and roared in frustration.

Clearly, the situation in Gondor worsened after the orc army joined the attack.

All of Legolas's, Aragorn's, and the others' previous efforts were in vain.

After all, the number of mutated trolls and mammoths they had modified was simply too large; even with their previous impressive results, they had only killed a dozen or so.

Now that half of this behemoth remains, with the help of the powerful orc army, it's only a matter of time before it breaches the protective wall.

On the other side, the Iron Cavalry that came to reinforce from outside Baicheng also fell into a stalemate.

With only a hundred men, they were quickly surrounded by the returning Orc army after destroying the Orcs' siege tower.

To make matters worse, the nine undead Ringwraiths who had lost the Corrupting Dragon also retreated outside the city.

Subsequently, the Ringwraiths joined the siege of Rohan's reinforcements.

"You are so insignificant, why do you still resist? Why not join us and serve the Demon Lord together..."

Seeing that the dark forces were about to take over Gondor, the Witch-king of Angmar, the leader of the Nine Ringwraiths, was in a good mood and even had the leisure to chat with the relatively thin Rohan reinforcements in front of him.

Feeling slighted by the Ringwraiths, Princess Arwen harbored a deep resentment and silently searched for an opportunity.

One party is willing, the other is unwilling...

Soon, the Witch-King of Angmar paid the price for his carelessness, as Princess Arwen seized the opportunity to knock the cursed sword from his hand.

"It's no use, no man can kill a Ringwraith..."

After the cursed sword was deflected, the Witch-King of Angmar opened his arms wide without any defense, expressing his disdain.

Ringwraiths, possessing abilities based on the laws of nature, are essentially "immortal" as long as their corresponding Rings are not destroyed.

"Death~"

However, Princess Arwen completely ignored the Witch King Angmar's ramblings and, seeing that her opponent was off guard, immediately plunged her sword into his brain.

“I told you, no one can kill…”

The Witch King of Angmar had intended to mock the skinny warrior before him, but with a single sword strike from the girl, the black aura around him began to dissipate, and his body became increasingly ethereal.

"Why...why is this happening..."

Before he died, the Witch-King of Angmar still couldn't understand how he could have ended up in such a place.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a man... but a woman..."

After confirming her opponent's death, Princess Arwen removed her helmet, revealing long, golden hair.

Under the sunlight, it shimmered like gold.

……

Chapter 649 The situation is reversed

"Eowen??? What are you doing here..."

Éomer, carrying the severely wounded and unconscious King Théoden on his back, was preparing to retreat when he inadvertently saw his sister, who had removed her helmet.

After the initial shock, Éomer handed the king to his sister and said, "Never mind, now is not the time to assign blame. It's better for you to stay here..."

"Quickly take His Majesty the King and evacuate. I will cover your retreat."

The reinforcements from Rohan this time were too few. Under the siege of the orc army and the Ringwraiths, only a dozen or so are left struggling to hold on.

Especially those invisible and intangible Ringwraiths, they were a devastating blow to the warriors of Rohan.

“I’m not leaving. I’ve discovered the Ringwraiths’ weakness. Only I can deal with them…” After being discovered by her brother, Éowyn stubbornly shook her head.

Holding fast to her beliefs, she could not possibly abandon her brother in this certain death situation.

"And then what? How many Ringwraiths can you handle? Or can you defeat the Orc army?" Éomer said solemnly, "I've never asked you for anything before, but this time I owe you one. For the sake of Rohan, we and King Théoden cannot all die here."

It is foreseeable that if the king and the heir to the kingdom die together, Narohan will inevitably follow in the footsteps of Gondor and be conquered by the orc army in the near future.

And Éomer is right, an individual's strength is limited. Even if Éowyn discovers the Ringwraiths' weaknesses, she may not be able to kill them all.

To put it bluntly, even without the Ringwraiths, there are still tens of thousands of powerful orcs.

The destruction of Gondor seemed inevitable.

Éowyn wasn't an idiot, and she quickly realized this as well. Then, she thought helplessly: If that person were here, they would definitely have a way to save everyone.

"Promise me, no matter what, you must survive." After regaining her composure and recognizing the reality of the situation, Iowa decisively bid farewell to her brother.

Then, they helped the unconscious King Théoden onto his horse, preparing to withdraw from the battlefield.

At the same time, at Gondor Palace, the modified trolls and mammoths had also breached the protective walls, and countless orcs rushed onto the walls and into the palace.

Seeing the orc army's fierce offensive, not only Aragorn but also Gandalf and Legolas felt despair.

Just then, a spatial portal radiating holy light suddenly appeared high in the sky.

Mike, wielding the King's Sword, then emerged from the void.

After assessing the battlefield situation, he immediately swung his two swords.

Immediately afterwards, countless white orbs of holy light, like fireflies, enveloped the palace of Gondor and the Rohan reinforcements outside the city.

"I knew it! Heroes always appear when people need them most!!!"

After the orc army surrounding him was wiped out by the "fireflies," the dwarf Jinpi looked at the god-like figure high in the sky and let out a hearty laugh.

To the side, Gandalf and the others, who had also been given a chance to catch their breath, looked at Mike who had arrived and their faces lit up with relieved smiles.

At the same time, Iowa, who was about to leave outside the city, suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky in surprise.

"The time has come to prove your worth!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mike, who had saved the Gondorian soldiers and Rohan reinforcements with his sword, turned to look at the portal behind him.

Then, guided by the King's Sword, an army of countless ghosts radiating green light surged out from the portal.

After falling to the ground, these intangible ghostly armies ignored physical damage and swarmed towards the orc army like locusts.

Amidst muffled howls, one orc after another was corrupted into skeletons.

Even the more powerful modified trolls and mammoths were dragged down by the ghost army and turned into piles of broken bones on the ground.

"This...this is too...too..."

Standing on the dilapidated protective wall, Pi Ping looked down at the scene below, his voice trembling uncontrollably, and said, "I don't know how to describe it."

“Yes, terrifying,” Merri chimed in, offering a fitting description.

The annihilation of the orc army should have been a cause for celebration, but the terrifying scenes of the ghosts fighting gave everyone a chilling feeling.

Even Aragorn and Legolas wore expressions that were hard to describe.

Gandalf the wizard couldn't help but furrow his brow.

Although the ghostly army below was not large in number, only about two or three thousand, they were indestructible and fearless of pain, making them the most terrifying army in Middle-earth.

This inevitably made the wizard wonder if Mike, who had the command of such a team, would become the next "Demonic Lord".

Amidst everyone's differing thoughts, the ghost army had already swept through tens of thousands of orc soldiers with unstoppable momentum.

After cutting off the battlefield, the ghost leader once again led his men to eliminate the orc phalanx one by one.

Neat... Clean... Efficient...

Aside from the terror, this was the most profound impression the ghost army left on everyone.

More than half an hour later, when the last orc fell on the battlefield, the ghost army, led by its leader, returned to Mike's feet once again.

"Human King, we have completed our mission, and we ask you to fulfill your promise."

The ghost leader knelt on the ground and looked up at the figure in the sky.

His eyes held anticipation, unease, and hope.

Immediately afterwards, the ghostly army behind it also knelt down in a rush.

“King of Men? That title does suit him quite well…” Gandalf seemed to have thought of something, and his expression suddenly relaxed. Then he said, “Let’s go and meet His Majesty the King of Men.”

Regardless, the arrival of Mike and his Ghost Legion saved Gondor.

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