Chapter 402: Retreat
"Don't think that Hobbits are easy to bully, orc. You will pay the price for your actions!"
In a secret compartment, Sam nervously protected Frodo behind him and stared at the cripple leader in front of him.
"Hahaha…"
The lame leader laughed twice and slowly approached the two men while laughing.
Just when Sam was about to pounce on him and fight, the tall (compared to the Hobbits) Uruk in front of him suddenly knelt on one knee, held Sam's Spider-Bane in both hands and returned it to him.
Sam and Frodo were stunned.
"What do you mean?"
Some of them couldn't believe it.
"I see."
The lame freak raised his head and said, "I saw the name of that lord on this sword, and I swore allegiance to him."
Sam was stunned for a moment and said, "You mean Levi?"
"Yes, that lord."
After receiving a positive reply, the two hobbits' hearts suddenly brightened up, and they looked at each other in disbelief.
It was not until Sam and Frodo got their weapons back that they confirmed that this was not an illusion or a dream.
In this difficult situation, there is still hope.
Or the hope brought by an orc.
"Okay, I believe it."
Sam sheathed the sword and said, "This is indeed the sword Levi made for me for my journey. I will tell him about you when I return."
"I have to say, you have done a great job. Also, how should I address you?"
"You can call me a weirdo, or a cripple, or a lame weirdo."
"That's certainly odd enough."
"Can you get us out?"
After confirming that the situation was safe, Frodo followed up with a question.
"I'm afraid it's difficult."
The weirdo shook his head and said, "I am not the only leader here. There is another one named Shagrat, also from the Uruk tribe. He is not weaker than me, and he is different from me. I serve the chief of the Ringwraiths of Minas Morgul, the Witch King who gives people goose bumps, while he serves the Dark Lord directly."
"He has always been at odds with me, and he is extremely 'loyal'."
"Come out, weirdo!"
Just as the weirdo was revealing information about the place to the two men, a roar suddenly sounded outside the door, shouting and knocking violently on the door.
"What are you arguing about? You're tired of living!"
The weirdo shouted in a temper, signaling the two hobbits to hide quickly with his eyes.
Speak of Shagrat, and Shagrat will come.
Clang.
The weirdo kicked the door open, looked at Shagrat angrily, and said, "You'd better give me a reason to disturb me, or I'll stab you twice."
"I have received information that there are spies on the Cirith Ungol Steps. Have you seen any of them?"
"No, I haven't heard anything."
"Yeah?"
Shagrat looked around the not-so-big room in confusion, looking left and right, and it seemed that there was indeed no one else.
But he still didn't give up, and continued to lie: "I think someone wants to take all the credit and deliberately concealed it."
"Are you here to cause trouble?"
The weirdo looked unhappy.
The two Uruk leaders froze in place.
"Hmph, don't let me catch you!"
Since there was really no evidence, Shagrat had to retreat for the time being.
Several Orc spies received orders and kept a close eye on this place.
…
The overt and covert workplace palace fighting among the orcs is still going on, but on the other side, the two men’s bosses are fighting extremely fiercely.
"Form a formation!"
Swoosh——
The army of the Free City stood in the front row, holding their shields neatly in front of them. Their movements were smooth and sleek, and extremely pleasing to the eye.
But no one paid attention to this at the moment.
Because on the other side is the evil army rushing over again.
"Hold the formation!"
The commanders of various legions shouted out orders.
"Arrows fired!"
As Levi at the front waved his hand, with almost no delay, a torrential rain of arrows shot out from behind him, knocking down a large number of Orcs. For a moment, the momentum of the Orc army's charge was stopped.
One round of volleys nearly cost them an entire legion.
But there is still no end to the enemy.
When the one in front fell, the Oaks behind immediately took their place and continued to rush forward, stepping on the bodies of their companions.
Caught up in war and the general trend, people tend to forget their fear, forget everything, even their own names, and lose most of their thinking abilities. Their minds are blank, and their bodies will only react when they receive commands, either moving forward or backward.
or death.
In this grand scene, personal will always seems insignificant.
Even Levi and Soran were overwhelmed.
Humans have their own beliefs and will. They are no longer afraid of Sauron and charge forward one by one.
The army of Mordor was swept up in the evil will and forgot their fear. They rushed forward and rushed towards the magnificent and dazzling army with an overwhelming momentum.
The rugged dark land was filled with enemies from the depths of Mordor. The hillsides, cliff tops, and all the space were crowded. All the ferocious beasts came out together, roaring continuously in the sky. No one could tell which one had the Ringwraiths and which one was just a simple beast.
Roar! Dragon's breath fell from the sky, taking away at least hundreds of Orcs' lives each time.
Yes, the army of Mordor is indeed endless, but they still cannot stop the human coalition.
Because this army is strong enough.
Very hard.
The battle line continued to advance and the war became more intense.
At the front, as the two armies met again, Levi once again faced off against Sauron. He kept swinging his sword and he didn't know how many rounds he had fought with Sauron.
His face was also covered with a lot of dust, and he had eaten several sets of food during the battle with Soran.
The elements stored in the staff were completely consumed, and could only be replenished when passing by a place where orcs had recently died. However, this also caused the rune shield that was constantly consumed by Sauron to be replenished intermittently. Once, Sauron seized the opportunity and even really hurt Levi's body.
But Sauron was not without losses.
There were several dents in his armor, and even a weak spot was broken, revealing the dark and unknown filling inside.
The intensity of this confrontation is extremely high and there is no room for carelessness.
It must be said that Soran had a strong willpower and character. Although it seemed that he was beaten back repeatedly, he was only retreating and was not knocked down.
But no matter what, his spirit is not infinite after all, and his strength will be consumed bit by bit.
Perhaps under normal circumstances, he could rely on his natural recovery power to stay energetic all day, keep a close eye on the developments in Middle-earth, handle internal affairs and conduct scientific research without feeling the slightest bit of fatigue.
But now, he was facing a very threatening enemy, which caused his mental consumption to accelerate suddenly and made it difficult to recover.
Perhaps this battle lasted too long, and even Soran felt a little tired at this moment.
—Or rather, boring.
At a certain moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the magnificent battlefield. His eyes swept across the sky and the earth, and looked at the wreckage in front of and behind him. He was slightly dazed for a moment.
Levi immediately seized this opportunity and used his sword skills, which he had hardly used in this battle, to rush forward and hit Soran hard, causing him to stagger.
Boom! The greatsword slashed forward, knocking Soran back again, his body leaning backwards.
Boom! The second blow made Soran stagger, and his armor was obviously damaged.
Bang!
The third time, the mace was knocked away and fell to the ground.
At this time, Sauron no longer had the heart to fight. He shouted to his men and planned to evacuate temporarily under the cover of the army.
But he is not the only one who can call people.
"Rally to me!"
At this moment, Levi shouted a slogan, and the elite soldiers with excellent medals and two legion champions who had secretly gathered nearby immediately rushed over from the side to besiege Soran. Before Soran's called men came over, they used all their greatest strength to press Soran to the ground together with Levi.
“Die!!”
A strong and powerful voice came from him.
The greatsword held in reverse thrust down fiercely from above.
This is the final execution.
Time seemed to slow down in Soran's eyes.
The human legend staring at him with a serious face, the dark red sword falling, the dark gray armor and the messy hair...
That face that was inevitably covered in dust from the fierce battle...
At this moment, everything before my eyes is so clear.
Death? The end?
Is this my end...? No——
“Aaaaaaaaa——!!!”
An extremely unpleasant roar suddenly sounded, and with it a violent storm.
Boom!
At this moment, everyone's brain suddenly shook and a buzzing sound appeared in their ears.
(End of this chapter)
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