Journey of the Infinite Wizard

The death of Fen Guoyun was a very sad thing for all the Noldor elves. Fast update without ads. His death not only brought the morale of all the elves into a low ebb, but also brought a very bad influence on the prospect of capturing Angerban. The offensive of the West Road Legion and the death of the Supreme Commander caused the situation to have a very bad impact from the beginning, and it had a profound impact on the subsequent offensive and future plans of all the elves.

Morgoth was furious, not only because of his left foot, but also because of the scar on his face. The scar left by Thorondo was completely printed on his face. He looked at Thorondo's back quickly going away, and the anger in his heart rose again and again. However, Sorondo, the king of eagles, was flying extremely fast. The moment he grabbed the corpse of Fen Guofang, he quickly climbed to a height that the orcs' archers could not reach at all. Then flutter his wings and leave calmly.

The furious Morgoth ordered his army to attack the Noldor Elf who was encircling him. He shouted hoarsely, "Kill them, kill them all, I want them to die!!!"

The Noldor elves who fought hard had already forgotten everything at the moment when Fen Guofang died in battle. At this moment, they had only one thought in their hearts. revenge! ! !

Facing the army of half-orcs rushing in like a tide, the army of besieged elves formed a large circle in the shape of a ring. People are crowded, shields are against the backs of their companions, spears are facing the enemy, and the various long-range weapons in the circle are like showers pouring on the endless phalanx of half-orcs.

The cavalry corps led by Fingon, facing the half-orcs like the vast ocean, is like the same Ye Guzhou, it will overturn at any time. They kept swinging their swords and hacking, their physical strength was almost exhausted, and they depended on the anger and faith in their hearts to support them. In the face of the half-orcs, the besieged Fingon kept swinging his swords and hacking, weapons, armors, war horses and even his body were covered with sticky and disgusting blood.

However, they faced almost endless half-orcs, and their resistance was so insignificant. Each counterattack was quickly repressed by the half-orcs of the vast ocean. The soldiers around him continued to die in battle, and the number was getting smaller and fewer, but the number of enemies was still not very small. With a roar, the tall Balrog, who was surrounded by flames all over, came out, hiding behind them from the beginning until now. Now, because of Morgoth's order, the Balrog stepped onto the battlefield again.

The position of the throat was red as lava, and the hot fire was brewing, and then the astonishing temperature of gunpowder was spit out.

Wherever the fire light went, whether it was a half-orc or an elven, howling to death, was burned to ashes by the hot gunpowder! The tall and sturdy flame demon turned into two gunpowder whips in his hands, and the bones separated between twitching. On the battlefield dominated by elves and half-orcs, the existence of the Balrog is a symbol of almost invincibility, even the high elves.

The deployment of the Balrog also represented Morgoth's impatience, although the elves, humans, and dwarves were doing their best to fight, trying to get out of the siege. However, the number of half-orcs is too much, and God knows how many half-orcs Morgoth has made during the nearly five-hundred-year period. I'm afraid, even Morgoth didn't know this number. Morgoth, who hates the children of Iluvita, hates Vera, hates everything, is already completely crazy. His madness had already passed through the atmosphere and wind to Velino, and into Vera's ears!

In the same way, the Villas are also looking at the ongoing war, and they are also very anxious. However, due to the original prophecy, they would not give the elves any help.

The tri-national coalition forces under siege are almost exhausted. Every soldier has fought until now, only mechanically waving the weapon in his hand. Until now, they have almost despaired, and they have no hope of killing them.

Every one of them is at risk under the endless impact of the half-orcs, and every one of them has reached the limit. They don't know how many half-orcs have been killed, and the corpses piled up on the ground have long become a mountain of corpses. Half-orcs, elves, humans, and dwarves, the blood pooled and contaminated the earth, becoming a stream.

In the next moment, the endless half-orcs charged once again, they were not afraid of death, and they were charging at all costs. Under Morgoth's order, they would only continue to move forward, not knowing to retreat.

At this moment, there was a continuous roar from the distant earth, the sound of a roar like a rock and the earth cracking. For a time, the noisy and tragic battlefield came to an abrupt end.

Everyone's eyes focused on where the sound came from, whether it was an elves, a human, a dwarf, or a half-orc. Their eyes looked in the direction of the sound, and a dark figure was reflected in their pupils. They have elves and humans. Each knight straddled the war horse, covered in armor, and rushed forward with indomitable momentum.

The tri-racial coalition forces that were surrounded and almost plunged into desperation burst into shouts that shook the world, and immediately their exhausted physical strength burst into vigorous vitality. Everyone, desperately rushed to kill all the enemies he could see and meet around him. The sharp sword in his hand had already crumbled and broken in the constant hacking and killing. They picked up the weapons of the death robe~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and picked up the enemy's weapons, desperately rushing to meet the reinforcements.

Fingon also took a sigh of relief and led the only remaining cavalry under his command to rendezvous with the large army. With their efforts, Fingon successfully rendezvous with them. Afterwards, everyone rushed towards the direction of the reinforcements and rushed desperately.

The strong desire to survive, or the instinct for life, forced them to play a super combat power.

And at this time, Morgoth also clearly knew that the elves wanted to retreat, how could he let them get what they wanted? Under his command, two dragons rushed from the endless mountains in the distance, and a Balrog wandering on the battlefield continued to block the elves like going crazy. His powerful strength made him into the flock of sheep, unstoppable. At this time, the brave Turgon stood up, holding a long sword and approaching the Balrog under the **** of the soldiers, and then began to fight the Balrog.

At this time, more than 7,000 cavalrymen led by Childan also began to rush into the battle. The long spears in their hands were clamped, and the horses began to accelerate. Originally, they led an army of 8,000 men, but on the way there, in order to kill the dragon chasing them, they lost time and paid the price of nearly a thousand men before they killed one dragon and drove away one. .

Although their forces are not much now, they are undoubtedly a viable force for the tri-communal forces currently under siege.

The mighty cavalry brought out an invincible force, easily tore a hole, and quickly continued to charge forward. Under the impact of Childan regardless of casualties, they soon got closer and closer to the trapped tri-families, but when they got here, they had to pay a heavy price for every step forward.

However, at this moment, no one cares about these. Their purpose is only one, and there is only one belief at this moment. Rush out, kill out, go home!