legend begins with lord of the rings

Hearing the summons horn, countless orcs, orcs and goblins came out of various rooms.

In an instant, tens of thousands of orc troops gathered in the square of Mordor.

They were pushing each other and making noise, not wanting to be a regular army at all.

However, no matter what kind of orc they are, they all have a bloodthirsty light in their eyes.

Frodo and Frodo were also trapped in the middle by those Orcs. With the attention of the Orc captain, they had no chance to escape.

"I have never seen so many orcs..." Frodo and Sam exchanged words in a low voice.

Surrounded by a dense crowd of orcs, Frodo was very nervous. The stabbing sword on his waist was also trembling, constantly reminding the hobbit that he was in danger.

"There are indeed a lot of people..." Sam glanced at the orcs in front and whispered to his friends: "Yesterday, I also saw an orc army leaving Mordor. That army seemed to be more numerous and more ferocious...

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Just as the two hobbits were exchanging information, their short stature was stared at by a strong orc.

"This is not the place you should be. Get behind, Goblin!" The orc blocked Frodo's path and scolded them loudly.

"They are not goblins, they are the latest special breed of orcs bred by Lord Demon King..." The half-orc team leader kept smiling, trying to please the strong orcs.

"Get aside, you have no right to speak here~" The strong orc slapped the half-orc team leader down. Its arrogant attitude attracted the attention of many orcs around it.

Facing everyone's gaze, the strong orc showed a proud smile on his face. He stared at the two hobbits in front of him and said: "Why haven't I heard that a new breed of orcs has appeared in Mordor? You two can either uncover your mask and prove that you are

You have the right to stand here, or get to the back."

"I'm sorry, sir, we'll go to the back right away." Sam quickly made a humble gesture and begged the orc for mercy.

Frodo and the two didn't want to be crowded in the crowd of orcs, so they took advantage of the opportunity and retreated back.

"Wait~" Watching the two people leave, the strong orc man suddenly stopped them.

"Sir, do you have any other orders?" Sam was startled and asked cautiously.

The strong orc man was very satisfied with the attitude of the two of them. He showed a smile that he thought was friendly and said: "Your armor is good. If you want to recognize a boss again, I can consider taking you in."

As he said that, the orc man glared at the orc team leader who got up and looked very embarrassed.

"Sir, we know that our strength is not worthy of your team. Let us go back to where we should be." Sam's attitude became more humble, but he also expressed his refusal.

Seeing that its solicitation was rejected, the expression on the orc's face became cold. However, it did not take the two weak "goblins" to heart.

"Okay, get lost!" The orc originally wanted to show off his leadership skills, but after being rejected, his attitude was certainly not very good.

"Yes, let's go now." Sam breathed a sigh of relief, pulling Frodo and hurriedly squeezed towards the outside of the team.

Even among the warriors of Sauron, the orcs of Mordor are divided into three levels.

The most conspicuous position in the square is naturally occupied by the most powerful orc.

Because they are not afraid of the sun, most of them have their upper bodies exposed. The weapons on the mobile phones are also more sophisticated, and they look like they have a fierce aura coming towards them.

The strong orcs were surrounded by half-orcs, while the weak goblins could only stand in the outer corner.

Because they hate sunlight, these two types of orcs are all covered in tight armor. Even those without armor have a rag on their heads.

Two hobbits squeezed between them, not looking out of place.

About ten minutes later, almost 50,000 orcs gathered in the square.

After almost all the orcs in Mordor had arrived, a heavily armed orc stood on the high platform.

"The rest of you~

The first wave of the orc army has already arrived in Gondor, where there are countless gold and silver treasures waiting for us to enjoy." The strong orc leader raised his weapon and shouted: "Are you willing to hand over your wealth to others?"

"I don't want to..."

"We are also going to Gondor..."

"Let all those humans die..."

After a simple provocation, the orcs in the square became more and more excited, and they all shouted loudly.

After everyone calmed down, the leader of the strong orcs continued: "Very good~

Now is your chance!

Under the orders of my king Sauron, I will lead you to join the vanguard and attack Minatiris, the capital of Gondor! There will be countless glory and wealth waiting for you there~"

"Long live my king~"

"Long live my king~"xn

The orcs, who were born to fight, shouted fervently.

"Set off!"

Following the instructions from the leader of the strong orcs, countless orcs walked towards the outside of Mordor.

Watching the team depart, the orc leader showed contempt in his eyes.

Although this group of orcs is quite large in number, they are all eliminated from the first batch. The reason why Sauron sent them to Gondor is to serve as cannon fodder for the first batch of orc army.

And even if they are cannon fodder, this second batch of orcs are not very qualified.

To be precise, this army has another purpose, which is to cover the actions of the trolls.

While this group of orcs was taking action, a team of more than a dozen trolls also walked out of a tall house on the side.

This team of trolls, with an average height of more than ten meters, obviously doesn't have enough brains.

Led by the leader of the strong orcs, they marched towards Gondor, stepping on the orcs blocking the way.

"Be careful ~ Frodo!" In Sam's exclamation, Frodo was pulled to the side of the road.

"Bang bang~bang~"

With the trembling sound of the earth, the goblin who had just been walking with Frodo was trampled into a pulp by the huge soles of his feet.

"Keep going~"

The orc leader riding on the neck of the troll did not care about the death of the goblin.

"This is the snow troll..." Looking at the passing troll, Frodo wiped the cold sweat from his face, his voice trembling.

"It should be them. I have seen descriptions of them in Bilbo's books." Sam said fearfully: "It's time to leave the orc team, otherwise we will die on the road sooner or later..."

Frodo looked around for a moment, and after identifying the direction, he said: "I heard from Gandalf that Mount Doom is behind Mordor. As long as we walk in the opposite direction, we should be able to reach Mount Doom."

"Then what are you waiting for~" Sam pulled Frodo and walked in the opposite direction of the team's advance.

Just as the two were walking along a dark corner, an orc discovered them.

"Stupid Goblin, you are going in the wrong direction~" the Orc shouted, whipping Frodo and Frodo with the whip in his hand.

"Sir, don't fight, we know we were wrong~" Sam protected Frodo and begged loudly for mercy.

"Remember, follow the large army." After scolding the two of them, the orcs left with the large army.

"What a stupid goblin..."

When the orcs left, the orcs' curses were still ringing in Frodo's ears.