Tianfenbao

Chapter 438 This is the situation

Boromir looked up and saw the Orc army retreating like a tide. From the high city wall, it was obvious that the Orc army retreated in a regular pattern. It looked like it was planned and step-by-step. The local formation retreats, or it is called strategic transfer.

But in the battlefield, Aragorn, who led the undead army to kill all directions, did not see the Orcs retreat in an organized manner, and thought that he had killed the Orcs and was defeated.

"Aragorn is over." Gandalf and Boromir looked at each other, sighed, and at the same time felt a wave of admiration for Faramir's vision.

In the battlefield, after the army of orcs receded like a tide, thousands of cave-dwelling demons, that is, spiders among the undead, suddenly crawled out of the ground, and began to attack the army of undead led by Aragorn. Under the leadership of death knights, liches, crypt lords, and dreadlords, ghosts, abominations, destroyers, and frost dragons rushed to the undead army led by Aragorn to encircle and suppress the undead army. The undead army led by Aragorn retreated steadily until it was surrounded.

Among them, it is the destroyer that causes the greatest damage to the undead army. Every time the destroyer absorbs magic, it not only absorbs the magic of the undead army, but also absorbs the life value of the undead army. Visible speed is decreasing.

The defeat of the undead army is set!

"Gandalf, can you rescue Aragorn?" Boromir looked at Aragorn who was besieged by the undead army, and couldn't help asking.

"Why save him?" Denethor's voice came from behind Boromir.

"Father." Boromir and Faramir saluted immediately.

"Gandalf, in the name of the Anorian family, the regent of Gondor, and the son of Exilion, Denethor II, surrendered to the Chinese Empire, prayed for reinforcements, and watched the king be killed and surrendered to the Chinese Empire. These crimes are my responsibility. Bear. I am a nobleman, I am the regent, too many people in Gondor have died, I can die, but the people of Gondor can't die anymore; I can bear infamy, but my children cannot bear infamy." Denethor Shen Said loudly.

"Father, how can you bear this kind of infamy?" Faramir said loudly.

"Don't let me bear it, let you bear it? Although I don't like you, I am your father." Denethor roared loudly.

"Father, I mean to surrender to the Chinese Empire in the name of Aragorn." Faramir said hastily.

Denethor and Boromir couldn't help being taken aback.

"Gandalf, rescue Aragorn quickly, I know you have a way." Faramir said to Gandalf while Denethor and Boromir were stunned.

"Will Aragorn surrender to the Chinese Empire?" Denethor asked immediately after reacting.Denethor actually didn't want to bear the infamy, let alone be crucified on the shelf of history's shame. The awe-inspiring righteousness just now was just a helpless choice.

"He will, for he has no choice but to do so," said Faramir.

Denethor, Boromir, and Faramir looked at Gandalf at the same time, beckoning Gandalf to save them.

"Actually, I don't need my help. Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli can escape from Saruman's army by themselves." Gandalf said, looking at the army of undead being gradually swallowed in the distance.

As soon as Gandalf finished speaking, two flying broomsticks, Nimbus, suddenly soared into the sky from the army of undead. Aragorn was sitting on one broom, and Legolas and Gimli were sitting on the other. Saruman's undead army didn't seem to care about the escaped Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli. After a symbolic stop, they let them go. As for the undead army abandoned by Aragorn, Saru Man's undead army was not polite, and tried every means to annihilate them in the shortest possible time.

When Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli flew into Minas Tirith, the royal city of Gondor, before they had time to catch their breath, Faramir, Gandalf and others approached Aragorn, explaining the extremely bad situation before them, and put them aside. There are three ways in front of Aragorn, one is to fight to the death, the other is to escape, and the third is to surrender to the Shenzhou Empire for reinforcements.

But whether it is a deadly battle or fleeing, the soldiers and civilians of Gondor will be killed and injured. Only by surrendering to the Divine Empire for reinforcements can the soldiers and civilians of Gondor have a chance of survival.

"That's the thing, that's the situation, you can figure it out." After introducing the situation, Faramir patted his butt and left with Boromir and Denethor. For defense, Boromir used his guards as the supervisor team, and Denethor was responsible for the security of the people and coordinated the rear, leaving only Gandalf and Aragorn staring at each other.

"Has the situation really reached such a pessimistic point?" Aragorn looked at Gandalf.

"Look, the first city wall has been broken. If Faramir hadn't broken up the defenders of Gondor and fought street battles with the orc army, the inner city would have been breached, let alone the outer city. Rao In this way, it is only a matter of time before the city is broken, not to mention that it is only the orc army that is attacking, if Saruman's undead army presses on again, the city will be broken sooner or later." Gandalf said in a deep voice.

Aragorn was silent for a moment, and growled unwillingly: "Gandalf, is there no other way? Didn't Rohan's cavalry come to rescue?"

"Rohan's cavalry should have arrived nearby. They are waiting for the order of Yang Xin, the lord of the Shenzhou Empire. The three major human nations in the middle-earth world, and the northern kingdom of Arno, should have fallen into the hands of Yang Xin. Rohan has long been a Shenzhou. The only remaining autonomous region of the empire is Gondor, and now Gondor is facing such a crisis, the life or death of the subjects of Gondor depends on your choice." Gandalf said.

"I am not willing to accept it. I am the son of Arathorn, a descendant of Essizer, and the chief of the Dundain people. I don't want to be a powerless wise king like Sezer." The desire for power flashed in Aragorn's eyes.

"No matter how unwilling you are, you have to face the reality. I can see through it. Saruman is clearly the knife in Yang Xin's hand. Whether you live or die depends on your choice." Gandalf patted Aragorn's shoulder, Long sigh.

Aragorn's face was cloudy and cloudy, his face was white for a while, blue for a while, his teeth were gritted for a while, and he punched himself hard for a while...

Gandalf watched quietly, waiting for Aragorn's final decision.

In the end, Aragorn let out a long breath, and said in a miserable voice: "Gandalf, in the name of Aragorn, I profess a vassal to the Chinese Empire and ask the Chinese Empire for reinforcements."

(End of this chapter)