"Retreat." The bodies of the enemy began to accumulate and kept rising. At this time, they could not stay in the same place. They had to retreat a little. All the front lines retreated ten steps at the same time, and the enemy's bodies became their best cover. The orcs could not attack directly, which gave them time to retreat.
Wesley now wanted to increase the number of enemy troops and let them walk out of the Dark Portal a little more. This way, they could be divided into two parts. Once they collapsed, the consequences would be very serious.
The stalemate continued, and the battle continued for nearly three hours. The orcs did not break through the line of defense, and the Ringwraiths began to retreat. However, behind them, Mordor and Sauron never gave the order. That was because the Eye had found Frodo and was looking for the right position. For Sauron, the Ring was the most important.
Gondor's soldiers were exhausted, as were the elves. They needed a lot of arm strength to shoot arrows, and Wesley estimated that it was about time. Then he rode to the back and looked at the army of the undead in front of him.
"The time to wash away your shame has come. Now I need you to lead the charge and directly crush the army of Mordor. Rohan's cavalry will follow closely behind. This is the last stop. After that, you will be relieved and honored." Wesley pulled out his sword and pointed it forward. "Kill."
"Kill." The undead began to charge. They didn't need anyone to make way for them. They could pass through, directly through their own army, and then start to charge.
The attacking orcs were frightened. Some green guys suddenly rushed out from behind the shields and penetrated their bodies. Then, some orcs fell directly. There were a lot of them and they swept across like a green wave.
"Retreat." The Nazgûl hurriedly gave the order, but how to retreat in such a crowded place?
Wesley didn't wait. "Rohan's cavalry, get ready. Advance and prepare to charge." Wesley gave the order again, and Rohan's cavalry began to mount. Then they slowly formed a line, pulling away in columns. Their line was not long, built according to the width of the Dark Portal, and then they kept moving forward, following the undead army. They were looking for a suitable place to start their charge. There were too many bodies on the ground, and they had to find a flat place to speed up.
Gondor's soldiers and Elven soldiers began to retreat. They would be given a short break, but not for long. They would advance behind the cavalry, still with the infantry square in front and the Elven soldiers behind.
The undead had rushed into the Dark Portal, and the cavalry had begun to run. The cavalry's mission was to kill those who had escaped, and they would be invincible after they charged. The rumbling hooves of the horses resounded throughout the Dark Portal, and the Alliance army began to fight back. The Ringwraiths could only keep letting the army go to the back. They could not stop the undead from advancing.
The Nazgûl suddenly received an order. It was Sauron's order, and this order was not about the battlefield. He hurriedly summoned his flying mount and flew to Mount Doom. Wesley could see it clearly, but he did not care about it. What Frodo did in the end was up to him. Wesley could not help now. He could not fly.
The entire army began to advance. The catapults were of no use. The other party did not have the chance to close the Gate of Darkness and was left outside, watched over by the civilian soldiers. At this time, the entire army set off into the Gate of Darkness and kept advancing. Along the way, there were orc corpses everywhere.
All the leaders of Wesley's Central Army were here. They were very happy with the current results. Mordor would no longer exist. From now on, Middle-earth would enter an era of peace.
The orc army had lost its command and could not stop. It could only retreat. Instinctively, they went to the location of the Eye, a tower where their master, Sauron, was.
The orcs continued to gather, their numbers still more than ten thousand. Wesley ordered the army to stop the pursuit because the undead seemed afraid to approach there. Wesley naturally would not let his soldiers attack the enemy's last line of defense.
"Sorry, Sauron's magic eye has a powerful magic power. We don't dare to approach it." The undead leader said nervously.
Wesley, on the other hand, had no intention of using them again. It was enough for now. The rest was up to him. "King Aragorn, I think they have fulfilled their promise. We will do this last part ourselves."
"I know." When Aragorn finished, he looked at the undead army and shouted, "You have fulfilled your promise and fought for the king of Gondor. Your bodies will be at peace and honored."
As soon as he finished speaking, the undead army suddenly smiled. Then their souls began to dissipate, but there was no pain on their faces, only relief. The undead army disappeared, and Wesley instructed the catapults to start entering the Gate of Darkness. This last enemy needed to be eliminated. The existence of orcs was always a threat to living beings.
"Haha…" Suddenly, there was a burst of crazy laughter. A tall thing came out of the tower with a sword and a meteor hammer in its hand.
"Sol…Len…" Gandalf said with difficulty. Wesley glanced at Mount Doom when he heard that. Shouldn't Frodo have succeeded? Why did Sauron still appear? Is it the will of Middle-earth? It shouldn't be? Because of my appearance? That's not right. I strengthened the strength of the alliance, but it shouldn't be enough for Sauron to get the Ring!
The tall guy came out, and the orcs knelt on the ground excitedly, and Soren walked all the way to the front of the two armies. "Stupid guys, do you think you can destroy the Ring by diverting my attention? How can the only place that can destroy the Ring be unguarded? Haha…" The voice is really ugly!
Wesley smiled. Was the movie born of life and above life? Was the only place where the Ring could be destroyed unguarded? Wesley found himself funny when he thought about it. He also thought about Gandalf's plan, Cola, but he was the only one who laughed. Everyone else looked ashen. They had come to the end, and this was the result.
Sauron swung his meteor hammer directly at the ground, and then a visible fluctuation spread. The orcs behind him were blown down, and the Alliance army retreated in fear.
Wesley, on the other hand, didn't care. He put his legs on the horse's belly and the horse ambled forward. Wesley sat on the horse and looked at Soren. Even the will of Middle-earth doesn't like you, and you want to jump?
"You're Soren? What are you? Can you tell me?" Wesley said casually, but the others were on edge.