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"Go find the halfling!"

After Aragorn was besieged, the Orc leader issued an order.

This is the biggest purpose of their trip and the highest order Saruman gave them.

Therefore, the orc army only left two hundred people in Aragorn, while the remaining more than three hundred people went straight after Frodo, and even the most powerful leader also chased after him.

Although there are only more than 500 people, the orcs are extremely powerful, one is as good as ten, and they are not afraid of the sun!

It is the strongest subordinate that Saruman has just developed!

While Frodo was escaping, he met Pippin and Merry who were looking for him.

After Merry and Pippin saw Frodo being chased, they were so anxious that they could only use their bodies as bait and rushed to the orcs and shouted:

"Hey! You guys! What about you~!"

"Come and catch me!"

The order received by the orc army is -: capture the halflings.

Now that the two halflings Merry and Pippin were in front of them, they naturally would not let them go. More than 300 terrifying and powerful orcs roared and rushed towards them.

Merry and Pippin turned around and ran away, leading the orc army in the opposite direction!

This is the only way they can help Frodo!

If anyone had to die, it couldn't be Frodo the Ringbearer!

The two of them knew this.

"Run, Frodo!"

"leave here!"

"Run!"

As Merry left, he shouted to Frodo where he was hiding.

Then he led the orc army and ran into the distance.

This scene broke the hearts of the audience.

Although the little hobbits have basically zero combat power, they will never abandon their teammates!

The weakest, but the most just and brave race!

Legolas and Gimli finally arrived to aid Aragorn after hearing about the battle.

A hearty battle that made the audience excited!

The camera cuts again, and Merry and Pippin on the other side are about to be captured by the orc army!

At this moment, the moving sound of soldiers sounded loudly in the BGM!

Boromir, who woke up, arrived in time with his sword, stopped in front of his two companions, and cut the throat of the orc at the front with his sword!

In the epic BGM, the war breaks out!

The black and dense army of orcs surged towards him like a tide, but Boromir still stood in front of the two little hobbits without fear of death.

The sharp swords surged, cutting off hideous heads one after another!

But when the manpower is exhausted, the besieged Boromir will sooner or later reveal his flaws, and will eventually be defeated by the orc army.

"Woo!"

"Woo! 11

"Woo!"

Boromir blew the white horn hanging on his chest and called for help from his teammates!

The BGM of the battle, the horns resounding in the forest, and Boromir fighting with all his strength, sweating profusely, are deeply imprinted in every audience's mind at this moment!

He is human, he was bewitched by the Ring, and he is not perfect.

But precisely because of this, his courage is the most touching!

"Hoo......"

The orc leader looked at Boromir who was fighting bravely and showed a cruel and ferocious smile.

He slowly raised the strong bow in his hand and drew the bow to nock an arrow.

call out---!

The black arrow passed through the woods and penetrated Boromir's chest instantly!

The penetrating power of the strong bow almost took him away!

The tremendous strength and pain made him kneel on the ground in pain.

At this moment, all sounds were silent.

"ah--!!"

Boromir struggled to get up again, and used his sword to deflect the blade that was about to hit Merry's shoulder, and instantly cut across the enemy's throat!

The sword swings were even more ferocious than before.

But the background music coming to the audience's ears was so sad.

The strong contrast between vision and hearing makes Boromir even more tragic and brave at this time!

This scene completely broke the defense of the audience who had been tense for the whole game, and they could no longer hold back the tears.

—Trees withered

————Spring water singing

Where are you going now

—Boromir

-Where are you now?

The Elvish dirge that belongs exclusively to Boromir echoes softly over the forest, extremely sad.

It seems to indicate that his fate is coming and he is about to reach the end of his destiny.

When the camera slows down the battle of Boromir in the picture, his heroic posture is imprinted in the eyes of every viewer almost frame by frame.

The leader of the strong orcs raised his bow and nocked an arrow again in the sad BGM.

Du-!

Another arrow flew and penetrated Boromir's body.

Merry and Pippin looked at Boromir with red eyes, who was suddenly stiff due to being hit by an arrow.

"ah--!"

Boromir roared and stood up, swinging his sword and blowing the Horn of Gondor for the last time.

-Physical bravery

——Sons of Gondor

trumpet call

——When will we return to Baicheng?

The horns and dirges echoed over the forest and echoed in the hearts of every audience.

"It's the Horn of Gondor!"

Legolas said anxiously after shooting an arrow through the head of the last orc.

He and Gimli rushed to support Aragorn, and then they realized that a larger number of orcs had been lost, and the little hobbits had been lost.

"It's Boromir!"

"He's asking for help!"

Aragorn, who had just finished a bloody battle, had no time to rest and staggered towards the direction where the sound of Chang came from.

When the camera turned to Boromir again, the audience saw with their own eyes that he was hit by an arrow again.

His chest and abdomen had been penetrated by several arrows, and blood was pouring out.

He finally knelt on the ground and looked at the two little hobbits in front of him.

His eyes were full of guilt.

But he didn't even have the strength to say "I'm sorry".

Merry and Pippin looked at him with tears streaming down their faces, raised their daggers, and charged towards the orcs behind him with an angry roar!

But it was all in vain.

The two were kidnapped by the orcs and taken away from Boromir, leaving the battlefield littered with corpses.

Finally, the orc leader strolled up to Boromir and looked at the man kneeling in front of him with a ferocious smile.

Draw the bow.

Nocking an arrow.

When many female viewers saw this, they already had tears on their faces and closed their eyes in heartache.

And just when he was about to loosen the string, Aragorn finally arrived in time and threw the leader down!

And after a battle, cut off his ugly head with one sword!

"No..."

He dropped his sword and ran towards Boromir.

However, Boromir struggled to get up:

"They took two little guys!"

Aragorn pressed his wound and almost shouted in a commanding tone:

"Do not move!"

His tone was serious, but his hands very gently placed Boluo Yuan in his arms:

"We'll catch up to them."

Boromir was so obedient that he no longer struggled.

Then, as if something big suddenly occurred to him, he struggled to grab Aragorn's shoulders and asked:

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"Where's Frodo?"

"#$#$!?"

Aragorn: "I let Frodo go first."

Boromir was relieved and said with a guilty look on his face:

"You did something I couldn't do."

He breathed hard, but told his crime:

"I wanted to take the Ring from him.

"I attacked him..."

Boromir's breathing became more and more rapid:

"forgive me.………"

"I couldn't do it."

"I let everyone down..."

This sentence made all the men in the audience red-eyed again.

What do men fear most?

Not shame, not pain, not death.

But let down the people who trust you most.

Aragorn looked at him: "No, Boromo.

"You fought bravely."

"You have preserved your honor."

Aragorn wanted to help Boromir treat his wound, but Boromir refused.

"Don't worry about it, it's too late..."

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As a soldier, of course he knew how injured he was.

He lay on the ground, looked at Aragorn in front of him, and gasped:

"The human world is about to perish, and darkness will cover the earth..."

"My city will also be reduced to ashes."

"No one can protect them..."

The men who originally had red eyes finally broke through their defenses this time.

Boromir, the son of men who fought bravely to the death.

Until the last moment of his life, what he cared about was his city and his people!

How can such a man not be touching!?

The faint sound of a woman sobbing could be heard in the theater.

Aragorn looked at Boromir's eyes seriously, took a deep breath, and hugged his blood-stained palm:

"To this day I still don't know what kind of power my blood has."

"But I swear to you, I will never let Hundred Cities fall!"

"We won't let our people suffer!"

Boromir's pupils trembled, he looked at the man in front of him blankly, and murmured:

"Our people..."

"Our people!"

Is he... going to shoulder this burden!?

On the verge of death, Boromir's eyes suddenly brightened, and his right hand desperately grabbed his own sword that fell not far away!

Aragorn understood his intention, gently picked up the sword and put it into his hand.

Boromir held the hilt of the sword and moved it to his chest forcefully.

Honor your leader as a knight!

our people....

Boromir looked into Aragorn's eyes, gasped and said solemnly:

"I-would-have-followed-you,My-brother."

(I shall follow you, my brother)

"My-captain."

(my leader)

"My-King!"

(my king)

When he said the last words, the expression on Boromir's face was extremely proud, as if this was the greatest honor in his life!

Aragorn looked at Boromir, his eyes turning from bright to dim, until he lost the last trace of light.

But his eyes were fixed on his little king from beginning to end. .