End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

Royal capital!

After a night of fierce fighting, the defenders failed to usher in the desired light, and the black cloud stretched for tens of kilometers, completely covering the Palenno Plain.

The drums of war shook the sky, and the horn of charge sounded. The orc army divided into four square formations and marched slowly.

The number of them was absolutely superior, and under the command of the Witch King of Angmar, the half-orc army attacked the city one by one, without giving the defenders a moment's rest.

The seemingly stupid refueling tactic is extremely effective on the current battlefield. It can not only consume the number of defenders in the capital, but also continuously convey fear and despair.

If you can block it once, if you can block it twice, can you still block it for the third and fourth time?

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

The ground rumbled, and at the end of the Palenno Plain, dozens of behemoths stepped into the battlefield.

Mammoths of the Haradians!

These prehistoric behemoths have brought enormous pressure to the defenders of the capital. Even if the giant elephant army is not suitable for siege warfare, it will not participate in the siege, but their appearance is still like a heavy hammer. The heart of the king's capital defenders.

Gondor had no reinforcements, and Mordor's troops continued, and even the most optimistic defenders could see nothing but deep despair.

Gandalf gasped and leaned against the city wall, his precious white robe was stained gray by the gunpowder smoke, his hair and beard were messed up and he was in a mess. In order to dispel the fear spread by the monster flying dragon, he glowed all night, almost drained.

The flying dragon was deliberately released by the Witch King of Angmar. Instead of confronting Gandalf head-on, the flying dragon kept howling and roaring over the capital, forcing Gandalf to consume a lot of energy.

The tactic was successful, and Gandalf was languid, his thin cheeks haggard.

However, considering that he is a mature Maier, he can play both literary and martial arts at his fingertips. It is hard to say whether it is true or false to describe him as haggard. Maybe the old tree will bloom in the next second and welcome the second spring.

Looking at the wavering defenders below, Gandalf took up the water bag and drank it in one gulp, then rode on the white horse and continued to glow and give warmth.

Sure enough, the old man squeezed it once, and then had two or three rounds, and there was no problem at all.

In the half-orc army formation, dozens of catapults threw fireballs at the capital, not seeking to smash the city walls, but just constantly venting their ammunition.

The Witch King of Angmar was once one of the most outstanding kings among human beings. Knowing that it was unrealistic to win Minas Tirith in a short period of time, he chose a strategy of attacking the heart to wear down the will of the defenders little by little.

The trolls pushed the siege tower closer to the city wall. The tower was about the same height as the city wall. It was simply put together with wood and wrapped with a layer of iron sheet, which could effectively defend against bows and arrows. It was a nightmare for the defenders.

boom!

A boulder fell, and the siege tower collapsed. Dozens of orcs screamed and fell to the ground, and then continued to scream.

On the stepped city wall of the royal capital, the catapults used for defense continued to counterattack. When the ball-shaped stone bombs with huge lethality were exhausted, the buildings were demolished and the walls were demolished, and a corner of the solid city was used as ammunition.

Minas Tirith, the capital of the kingdom, is a thousand-year-old fortress and a strategically important place. There shouldn't be a shortage of stone bullets. However, the regent King Denethor II had no intention of fighting, which led to the demolition of his house when the war started.

Boromir and Faramir brothers commanded the defenders of the royal capital. Gandalf worked harder, running back and forth on the city wall with his staff held high.

Where the lighting technique passed, the fear of the guards and civilians disappeared, and inexhaustible power gushed out of their bodies, throwing the rolling logs and falling stones on the city wall downward.

Gandalf couldn't tell because he could have jumped off the city wall and killed seven in and seven out of thousands of troops, but the task assigned to him by the leader was a soul mentor to guide the rise of the human race, not to act as a foreign aid and start a journey along the way. Hanging with the blood of the human race to abuse all directions.

On the city wall, the militiamen moved the logs, the soldiers drew their bows and set up arrows, and the arrows rained down, nailing the orcs to the ground. The corpses were piled up like a mountain, and for a while, they actually blocked the half-orc army that was coming like a wave.

The Witch King of Angmar rode a flying dragon to patrol the battlefield, his black robe was covered with a layer of armor, and his scarlet eyes looked down.

Seeing the busy white robe,

With a cold snort, he swooped down with the flying dragon, smashing two catapults along the way. When he was approaching Gandalf, he drew out the magic sword at his waist and released a roaring pillar of fire.

Ding!

When the lighting technique came on, Gandalf waved his staff to block the pillar of fire. He glanced at the handsome Witch King of Angmar, and immediately smoothed his long messy hair. like New.

"Old man, your end is here!"

"Many people say that..." Gandalf smiled, and they all died afterwards.

...

On the opposite side of the royal capital, across the Anduin River port on the Paliano Plain, 50 pirate ships slowly approached.

Along the port, the orc leader stationed here was stunned. The pirates arrived on the battlefield on time, which was a bit beyond his expectation. He thought that the bandits would kill, burn and loot all the way, and they didn't arrive until the end of the war.

Russell stood on the mast in a black robe, looked at the distant battlefield, frowned, pulled the rope and slid down, and said to Aragorn, "It's a bit troublesome, we seem to have come early."

"It's early! What do you mean?"

Aragorn held the holy sword, and the king of Gondor was engaged in a brutal defense of the city. Soldiers died every second. If Russell hadn't pressed it, he would have led the southern reinforcements into the plains.

"Don't get excited, if you can't bear it, you will make a big mess."

Russell shook his head lightly: "Rohan's cavalry has not yet arrived, and the Orc Legion is in order. Seeing the Harad's Mammoth Legion, we are simply going to die if we rush up."

The 50 pirate ships were loaded with reinforcements conscripted by Aragorn, a total of 1,000 people, or the rescued slaves, or the defenders and militiamen of the coastal towns, plus 30 Dundan warriors, the combat effectiveness is the same.

But the half-orcs gathered in the Palenno Plain were endless at a glance, and the starting price was at least 50,000. If the half-orc legion was removed, the number of Haralds exceeded 10,000.

The 1,000 of them were still infantry. If they really charged, they would be wiped out by the Harald regiment before encountering the orcs.

"Is it just waiting for the Rohan cavalry?"

Aragorn gritted his teeth, charging now, 1,000 people will die immediately, but waiting to sit and watch the defenders of the king's capital die, it is better to give him a knife directly.

"Don't worry, this play is about the emperor's return to the palace... Ahem, it's about the return of the king, how could I let you be a turtle." Russell patted Aragorn: "Leave it to me, let you see Good show!"

With that said, Russell strode forward, turned over and jumped off the side of the boat onto the water, took out the trident and pinned it behind his back.

"Russell, what do you want?" Aragorn hurried to the side of the ship.

"I'll give you a bigger battle, I can't compare it to other kings, and...don't forget the elves who don't get distracted!"