Start with the Eye of Sauron

With an army of half-orcs, Saruman left the northern ford, crossed the Misty Mountains, and returned to the plain of Goroth (Goros).

The place is pitch black, and the orange lightning in the sky is the only light on this piece of land. The soil on the ground is pure black, and the poisonous gas erupted from the volcano makes the whole plain shrouded in gray-black smoke, very pungent.

This place cannot be a living territory for human beings, but for half-orcs, these things are quite kind.

As a wizard, Saruman would not be defeated by these poisonous smoke. He led the half-orcs back to the most familiar black volcano, and walked to the back of the plain.

"It's here."

After Saruman selected the location, he brought the half-orcs around to start working. This was originally the place where the half-orcs lived, and some basic things were still there.

Those wooden houses were no longer needed so much, Saruman ordered most of them to be demolished, and began to design a new industrial base.

A team of half-orcs began to dig continuously. They wanted to drain the magma from the black volcano and use it as sufficient fuel to smelt steel.

Taking out all the ore storage at home and placing it on the ground, the half-orcs began to dig ore in the deep mountains behind.

After collecting an army of [-] and a half orcs, Saruman brought the goblins he found a while ago into Modo, and now he is going to start making orcs.

Saruman brought two half-orcs to an open place and put his hands on their heads. The two half-orcs were imprinted with white handprints.

Half-orcs and goblins can be mixed to produce more powerful orcs. This race is not afraid of the sun, and it is bigger and stronger than half-orcs.

Today, the land of Modo is extremely peaceful. After Saruman ordered the half-orcs to start working continuously, he started the experiment on his own.

The first orc was successfully created five days later, Saruman patted him on the shoulder, extremely satisfied.

"Whose subordinate are you?"

"Saruman!"

"Who are you fighting for?"

"Saruman!"

This answer made Saruman extremely satisfied. On this land, strong orcs will be produced continuously.

This race is extremely loyal, the most diligent laborer, extremely bloodthirsty, and extremely good at killing.

Saruman produced it, and above the land of Modo, a new force began to slowly emerge.

Ten days later, the iron ore had piled up like a mountain, and the magma pool behind the black volcano had also been dug a hole.

The fiery magma began to pour out continuously, and many orcs began to work continuously under Saruman's command.

At this time, Saruman found that there were still some half-orcs in the land of Modo. They didn't know where they came from. The number was not large, but after seeing Saruman, they avoided them far away.

"Pull out those half-orcs who are hiding and ask what's going on."

Saruman ordered the orcs around him, and they set off immediately to capture the orcs who were hiding.

"Middle-earth wizards, why did you come to Modo!"

Before Saruman could ask, the half-orc in front of him asked first.

He was detained by the orcs, with his hands folded behind his back.

"I am loyal to Sauron, and now I am leading an army back to Modo, and I am preparing to build a strong army."

Saruman explained and looked at the orcs.

"What's the matter with you, why are you hiding?"

A few half-orcs couldn't deny it with their own eyes, so they had to tell the truth.

They were the group of half-orcs who fled on the wasteland at the beginning. After Borg was killed, the rest of the half-orcs had dispersed. Although most of them were killed by humans and elves, many half-orcs still fled back. Modo.

Saruman pardoned them and let them all come out to serve Sauron.

This group of half-orcs hiding in the dark began to pour out continuously. In the end, Saruman counted them, and there were more than 6000 in total.

"Bolger is not considered a complete failure. At least, his current contribution is the greatest contribution."

Silently talking about Borg who had ascended to heaven, Saruman quickly put the group of orcs in front of him into production.

In half a month, a magnificent underground factory was built, and all parts of the assembly line were coordinated, and batches of armor began to take shape.

A large number of orcs were born out of the filth. They were fitted with a full set of armor, held blunt knives, and roared ferociously.

Pieces of iron ore were mined from the deep mountains and thrown into the production line. After being smelted by magma, various weapons and armors began to be forged.

A large amount of armor was thrown aside, and the half-orcs lined up to receive their own armor and put it on their bodies.

"King Sauron, please rest assured that when you return, a powerful army will be at your command."

Holding the crystal of true knowledge (crystal ball), Saruman once again saw the giant orange-red eyes, which shone with breathtaking light, and the deep Modo language kept ringing in Saruman's ears. . .

"Assemble the army, let the giant elephant soldiers rush to the front, and tear Mina Tiris down for me!"

After a week of rest, Azog once again gave the order to attack.

At dusk, the Orcs were once again all over the Palenno Plain. They held up their torches and followed behind the giant elephant.

The huge war elephants rushed towards the white castle, and with every step they took, the ground trembled slightly.

The height of the giant elephant has reached the height of the city wall, and the defenders in the city quickly assembled again. The human race and the elves stood on the white city wall together.

Azog's army was advancing steadily, and the sharp roar of the group of giant elephants in front hurt people's eardrums.

"Gandalf, something extraordinary has come this time."

Legolas quickly came to Gandalf's side. At this moment, they walked out from the depths of the palace and came to the edge of the city wall.

Seeing the giant elephant coming from below, Soros let out a tut-tsk sound. The scene right now is really quite spectacular. Being there is completely different from watching a movie in a cinema.

"Assemble everyone, hurry up and gather on the city wall!"

In Mina Tiris Fort, all the defenders looked panicked.

Gandalf looked at Aragorn beside him, facing this rather powerful enemy, a smile appeared on Aragorn's face. . .