"This is impossible!"

"That's not right!"

Xiyoudon shouted, "Saruman can't support tens of thousands of troops even if he sells Aisinger."

Li Xiang frowned, "The plot is not right. Could it be that a butterfly came over and flapped its wings?"

A butterfly flap its wings can trigger a tornado in the distance.

Since Li Xiang appeared at the Yuema Hotel, so many things he did will certainly cause changes.

Since he killed five ring spirits in one breath, Sauron has been paying close attention to him.

The heroic performance in the Moria tunnel also made Soren more and more afraid.

If it weren't for him to leave Modo, it wouldn't be a matter of sending reinforcements. I guess he had to come here himself.

When he was in the Rohan Palace, Saruman's remnant soul was knocked away, which also aroused the otaku.

Of course, Saruman left Aisingeta more because Gandalf died, and he took the first step to conquer Middle-earth without any worries.

What Li Xiang came to was not an online game, and NPC was just waiting for you to play.

When the world affects you, you are also affecting the world.

"What a panic!"

Li Xiang stabilized Xiyoudon, who had a pale face, "Just just think that there are tens of thousands of pigs."

Xiyoudon smiled bitterly, "Even if it is tens of thousands of pigs, it can squeeze all of us to death."

Li Xiang, standing on the wall, looked at the empty and dark valley in the distance. "The Ring Spirit and Saruman are here. Gandalf, if you don't appear again, you have to be a supporting role."

A gathering place for Rohans more than a hundred miles away, Gandalf, wearing a white robe and a snow-haired hair, sneezed heavily.

Gandalf, who rubbed his big nose and muttered a few words, laughed and waved to the oncoming Eomy, "My dear friend!"

"Grey Robe Gandalf!"

Overjoyed, Eomo rushed forward and held his hand tightly, "They all said you can definitely beat the Flame Demon, and it's true that's right!"

"I walked through the flames and fell into the abyss, and finally fought with the flame demon from the deep pit to the top of the snow-capped mountain. Finally, under the guidance of the gods, I defeated Morgoth's minions."

Gandalf shook his white robe casually, "Now I'm back, fulfill my duties and lead you to victory."

"Very good."

Iomo was very excited, "As long as you and Master Li Xiang are here, we will definitely defeat the evil Saruman!"

"Yes, it's the evil Saruman."

Gandalf hard nailed a few nails on Saruman's coffin board "Tell me, what did Li Xiang do in the Kingdom of Rohan?"

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The night is as bright as ink, and a cold evening breeze blows in the valley.

A large cloud kept floating by, and the bright moon in the sky was constantly blocked, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

At the entrance of the Holy Helmet Valley, thousands of meters wide, countless torches walked out of the woods.

Under the fire, there are ferocious faces and countless weapons reflecting the cold light.

“Too many.”

Jin Pi, who was looking out of the city wall, kept shaking his head, "There are so many."

"It's okay." Li Xiang waved his hand after hearing this, "It's just like that."

The background of Middle-earth is actually the Middle Ages in the West.

The war of ten thousand people in that era was already a large battle worthy of writing.

Those who can dispatch tens of thousands of troops are definitely remembered in history books and can even determine the life and death of the country.

It is precisely because of this that Li Xiang understands the fear of these people around him.

After all, the coalition forces of tens of thousands of Modo and Aisinger are approaching, and based on their knowledge and experience, the scale is indeed too large.

If it were Li Xiang, it would be just average.

He is a Chinese, and the battles that can be recorded in history are everywhere in tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.

Li Xiang, who has read history books since he was a child, has long been reading it.

The more than 30,000 people in front of him really couldn't bring him any fear.

It's almost the same to add a zero at the end.

It is said that during the Battle of Palano Plains, Modo dispatched nearly 300,000 troops. To be honest, Li Xiang didn't believe it very much.

Judging from the original plot, there may be a army of more than 100,000 orcs, but 300,000 is really exaggerated. It is probably because of Boss Cao's boasting technique.

The army in the distance kept approaching. As the valley terrain gradually contracted, the army getting closer and closer became increasingly dense and compact.

The dense lineup really makes people feel numb when they look at it.

Almost all the coalition forces of Aisinger and Modo were wearing black armor. From the city wall, they looked like black waves, rolling along the straight and steep cliffs on both sides.

They held torches, weapons, and armor. They walked forward silently without saying a word, and they had to say that they had already stretched out their aura.

‘Touching the plot character Saruman, he won two designated draws.’

‘Character Card: Saruman (I am the strongest white-robed mage!)’

‘Character Card: Saruman (I am the strongest white-robed mage!)’

Li Xiang’w(?Д?)w’

He was really confused. This was the first time he encountered this situation and actually drew two identical cards.

"What does this mean? Not only did I take the path of a mage, but I also wanted me to be a villain mage?"

The coalition forces of Aisinger and Modo stopped not far from the city wall.

Saruman, riding a giant wolf, slowly emerged from the crowd.

Not only was he wearing a white robe, he also had long white hair and white beard. He was truly the boss of the Saint White Council, and he was so white.

"Hiyoudon~~~"

Saruman's voice swept through the entire horn castle through magic. "Submit to me, the Kingdom of Rohan can still exist. If you refuse my olive branch, the Kingdom of Rohan will completely disappear!"

‘Disappear~disappear~disappear~~~’

The huge sound waves formed by magic kept echoing throughout the Holy Helmet Valley.

At this moment, his powerful magical attainments were undoubtedly revealed.

Many people on the defenders were obviously scared.

After all, in Middle Earth, magic is as deterrent as a poached egg in the era of technology.

No matter how brave a warrior is, he is still fragile and vulnerable in front of magic.

Seeing the panic of the defenders, Saruman smiled proudly.

I am me, a different fireworks.

The name of the white-robed Saruman will truly shake the entire Middle Earth continent from tonight!

When Saruman was full of complacency, a slightly puzzled voice came into his ears.

"Who is this guy?"

Li Xiang on the city wall raised his hand and asked Jin Pi aside his dwarf warrior Jin Pi, "Do you know?"

Jin Pi subconsciously responded, "He is Saruman! The white-robed wizard Saruman!"

"oh."

Li Xiang nodded and looked at Saruman under the city wall. "You are what Gandalf said. You are the old Saruman who has become a white robed wizard?"

Jin Pi subconsciously said, "Gandalff hasn't said that..."

Legolas beside him covered his mouth directly.

"Don't talk nonsense, think about the Hobbit Pit!"

Saruman squeezed the staff in his hand hard, "Nonsense! I became a white-robed mage with my own strength! Not because of my age!"

"Strength? I really didn't see what strength you have."

Li Xiang looked at him with a smile, "I don't have a good strength, but I'm quite angry. I just talk, but I can't do it. It's great."

He took a deep breath and used the magic amplification "Saruman, surrender to me, Aisinger can still exist. Rejecting my olive branch, I pulled your white robe for Gandalf to wear!"

There are two reverse scales of Saruman, one is Gandalf, and the other is his own white robe.

Li Xiang was now scratching the two of them, and the mage was directly exploded.

‘Ah~~~’

Saruman, who was so angry that he was crazy, raised the staff in his hand and pointed it at Li Xiang.
To be continued...