I Have a Monster Farm

Zhang Ziyu will not personally create more war mother trees, unless there are certain situations that affect the game.

But he didn't mean to cut off the orcs either. The reproduction of the opposite sex and the use of sacrifices to create the war mother tree and the beast mountain are all the abilities of the dark messenger.

Ashgar is now using all the blood and flesh in the battle of Helm Fort as sacrifices to summon a new war mother tree.

Since he wants to help the Great Master rule Middle-earth, he needs more orc soldiers.

The growth of the war mother tree did not bring a greater blow to the soldiers of Rohan.

Because they have already reached the brink of collapse, fighting desperately, and must survive at all costs.

It's just that their efforts seem so futile and powerless.

The gate of the city was broken, and under the leadership of the ogre, a tide of orc troops poured into the Holy Helm, shouting and killing, and all the Rohan soldiers blocking the passage were crushed by the meteor hammer.

The top of the city was also lost, and a large number of orc soldiers boarded the top of the city and started a massive attack.

Xiyoud led his knights to attack, resisting the orc warriors rushing to the top of the city.

One after another, he no longer paid attention to the situation of the entire Fort of the Holy Helmet, and only wanted to kill, keep killing, and defeat those filthy guys.

Gradually, the voice gradually calmed down, and the resistance voices of Rohan soldiers completely disappeared.

Hiyod raised his head, barely supporting himself with his sword, his face covered in blood.

Holy Helm has fallen.

"You, you will not succeed!"

He wanted to shout loudly, but the next moment, the sharp blade had already scratched his head.

The head fell to the ground, and the dead couldn't die anymore.

"Everyone, rest for half an hour, and then follow me!"

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"Drive! Speed ​​up, Fort Helm is just ahead, we're going to crush those dirty orcs."

Theoden was galloping along the edge of the White Mountains with a huge cavalry, a sturdy and numerous cavalry.

The number is fifteen thousand, and each of them is an experienced cavalry from various territories, and they are the elite of Rohan.

Like a torrent of steel, they ran towards the valley of Holy Helm Castle at an extremely fast speed. In half a day's work, they would be able to double-team the orcs in that valley.

"Theoden, we have to hurry up, I feel the power of darkness."

Gandalf was riding a white horse and was also in the team. He frowned and couldn't help reminding Theoden.

Theoden still respects Gandalf very much, because the white-robed wizard is the messenger of the gods and a person with powerful magic.

"Gandalf, don't worry, there is absolutely no problem with holding Helm's Castle for three days, don't worry."

Theoden has great trust in Helm's Castle, and they are not far away from Helm's Fort. The victory of this battle must belong to Rohan.

"I hope so."

The cavalry was still on their way, following the road and turning over the small slope, they were getting closer to the Fort of the Holy Helm.

However, at this time several huge black shadows suddenly appeared in the sky.

"what is that?!"

The cavalry noticed something was wrong, and suddenly looked up, a huge stone more than two meters long appeared in the sky.

"Get out of the way!"

No one knows how the throwing stone came about, but if this thing doesn't dodge, it will be over in the next moment.

Pulling the reins with all their strength, some turned around, some stopped galloping, and the cavalry regiment was a little confused for a moment.

And chaos can't solve any problems.

The huge stone smashed directly into the cavalry army, crushing several unlucky ones, and when it rolled away, it directly broke through the cavalry formation.

One after another, nearly fifty boulders struck Theoden's cavalry.

The lineup was scattered, and the momentum of the charge was severely curbed.

"There is an ambush!"

Gandalf guarded Theoden. The king was the leader of Rohan, and he must live safely, or the team would never fight the orcs.

The sound of heavy footsteps came, and on the small slope in the distance, dozens of tall trolls appeared on the hillside, like a thick and unshakable iron city wall.

"Troll!"

Gandalf's face became serious, and it was indeed Saruman who caused the trouble.

"Saruman, how dare you betray your identity!"

Fifteen thousand orc troops gradually appeared on the hillside. Saruman, wearing a white robe and holding a black staff, appeared at the forefront of the team.

"Gandalf, you were not killed by the Balrog, you are so biased."

Even if the secondary god is killed, he will die, unless Iluvita and the others give him life again.

Gandalf's sudden appearance, and the appearance of a white robe, already made him understand who gave him the power.

Saruman held up his staff: "Charge, kill them!"

Without any nonsense, the orcs shouted for their master, and then together with the trolls, they attacked the Rohan cavalry that had not yet been repaired down the hillside.

They were so powerful that the cavalry of Rohan stood ready.

The torrents collided together, and the trolls rushed directly into the Rohan cavalry as the vanguard.

The horse can be crushed to death with one hand, and the behemoth headed by the troll leader Isinger immediately began to sweep.

In front of the huge mace, it was just a mantis arm blocking the car, and even the man and the horse were swept away.

The orcs followed in the footsteps of the trolls, and then launched an attack, following suit, dragging the knights of Rohan from their horses.

The cavalry who lost their charging power had their advantage in battle greatly weakened.

"kill"

Theoden, Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli launched an attack one after another to resist the attack of the orcs.

Legolas took advantage of the bow and arrow in an attempt to kill the ogre, shooting bows and arrows one after another at the ogre.

"These monsters are stronger than anything Sauron created."

Legolas dodged in the crowd, and shot his bow and arrow in time, either to deal with the ogre or to save the troubled cavalry.

"I'll deal with them, they are all races that fear the sun."

He held up his staff and sword with both hands, and the light gathered at the top of his staff: "Saruman's lackey, take your mace and disappear, Holy Light!"

The strong light shone towards all the trolls, dispelling the darkness with light, which was his fastest way.

The light made the troll cover his eyes, and his movements froze, but something shocking happened.

Gandalf's face was heavy. After the Holy Light spell dissipated, none of the trolls were killed.

"Hahaha, arrogant Gandalf."

Seeing Gandalf deflated, Saruman didn't know how happy he was. He raised his hand and a black lightning bolt struck Gandalf.

Gandalf waved his staff, blocked the attack directly, and looked at Saruman coldly: "Saruman!"

"Gandalf!"

The two of them, one riding a wolf and the other riding a white horse, rushed towards each other and launched an attack.

The trolls cannot be solved immediately, but Saruman is the core of everything. Defeating Saruman will save the cavalry.

"clang"

The two swords collided fiercely, the shady Saruman and the indifferent Gandalf looked at each other, full of coldness.