"Father."

Faramir walked into the chamber.

Dinaser sat at a long dining table, keeping stuffing her mouth to eat without even raising her head.

Faramir sighed and said, "Sorry, I don't want to treat you like this, but your behavior yesterday was too crazy and I can't help but do it."

"Hmph!" Dinaser threw away the food in his hand and said to Faramir with a vicious face: "You have grown up, your wings are hard! You have learned to rebel!"

Faramir said: "No, my father, I am not trying to rebel. If you have already awakened, I am willing to hand over the command to you and accept any disposal from you!"

Dinaser sneered and said, "I've always been sober!"

Faramir frowned and said, "But, you actually did something rude to the white robed wizard of the Saint White Council yesterday."

Dinaser said indifferently: "So what? Faramir, why don't you understand that Gandalf wants to seize power from me!"

"Father, Middle-earth is at stake, and we should not be struggling with the power struggle!"

"We are nothing without power!" Dinaser pounded the table heavily and shouted loudly: "If we are nothing, then it would be better to let the whole world perish!"

Faramir looked at his father in amazement.

For the first time, he realized that his father was not crazy, and this was the truest thought in his heart.

Dinaser didn't care about the life or death of the civilians at all. In his heart, there was only power.

Faramir said in pain: "I'm sorry, father, I'm afraid you'll still have to stay here for a while..."

Dinaser said angrily: "Faramir, you are such a fool! You are far worse than your brother."

Faramir said sadly: "Yes, father, I am far worse than my brother. But do you know that my brother was sacrificed for the entire Middle-earth world! He was the son of Gondor by Aragon! This is a supreme honor! If I am much worse than him, it is because I am not as brave as him! But as long as I have the opportunity, I will definitely do my best!"

As he said that, Faramir turned around and walked out of the chamber, leaving Dinaser, who was roaring at the door.

The preparations for Baicheng are still continuing.

It's night.

The first orc troops landed on a large ship in an empty port.

The human scout in charge of the investigation immediately passed the news back to Baicheng, and Faramir immediately ordered the whole city to be martial law and prepare for combat.

Batches of orc troops poured out from the port.

Wherever they passed, any building was destroyed and burned.

Fortunately, Faramir asked the residents and troops there to evacuate in advance, otherwise it would have been a situation of heavy casualties.

The orcs soon as they assembled on the plain outside Baicheng.

Standing on the wall of Baicheng from afar, there was a huge dark area, with an army of 100,000!

And, that's not the end.

There are more monster troops coming from the harbor.

The soldiers guarding Baicheng were all tense.

They have never seen such a war scene.

And these half-beast soldiers are just a small part of the army of the Demon Lord Sauron!

It is conceivable how many demon troops have been created in the past 70 years!

He learned from the previous failure of the battle and increased the number of troops by several levels!

"Can we hold on?"

Even Faramir himself felt a little unconfident.

Gandalf said in a deep voice: "If you guard, you must guard it. If you cannot defend it, you must guard it! We must wait for reinforcements from the Kingdom of Rohan to arrive, and also wait for the arrival of the Dragon Slayer! As long as we hold on for three days, we will have hope!"

Faramir nodded, "That's right, teacher! Come and help Gondor's beacon tower for help ignite! The Kingdom of Gondor welcomes any military force into Gondor's territory! Let's resist the invasion of the monster army together!"

As a legitimate human kingdom, any other military force entering without permission is equivalent to an invasion.

However, when the beacon tower is lit, any military force will be regarded as an alliance!

That night, the monster army did not launch a siege.

The soldiers of Baicheng spent the night in fear.

On the other hand, Rohan's ruling king Hieudon personally summoned his troops and marched towards the territory of Aisinger in a mighty manner.

He brought a total of 50,000 troops.

The number of troops was too large to marches, and they also needed supplies and other things. Therefore, even if Hipton was very convened, there was no better way.

He roughly estimated that he would arrive at the Aisinger Tower tonight and meet with Aragon and others.

However, it will take at least three days to reach Baicheng.

If Baicheng could hold on in these three days, it would be great. The two armies could form a joint force. Even if they could not repel a large number of orcs, they could at least last until the Dragon Slayer came back.

However, if Bai Cheng couldn't hold on... the more than 50,000 troops he brought would be moths to the flames.

However, even so, Hipton still firmly led his soldiers to accelerate forward.

This battle not only concerns the survival of the Kingdom of Gondor, but also the survival of the Kingdom of Rohan, and even the entire Middle-earth world!

It was at noon that day.

The demon army outside Baicheng launched a siege battle.

The hundred thousand demon troops rushed towards the walls of Baicheng wildly. Gandalf and Faramir led the soldiers of Baicheng to launch a heroic counterattack!

The war completely spread!

At this time, a army of monsters with a strength of 100,000 were also welcomed by Gushan River Valley!

These monster army attacked the River Valley King City wildly.

The walls of the River Valley King City are very high and the city defense is very strong. However, facing the army of 100,000 monsters, it is difficult for them to persevere.

"Your Majesty! Those orcs are carrying siege weapons! Our city wall is probably going to be broken!"

A soldier with blood ran to a middle-aged man wearing an iron crown and reported anxiously.

This middle-aged man wearing an iron crown is Brand, the third king of the Valley.

He is the grandson of the dragon hunter Bard and the son of Barn!

Although Xu Feng once said that hunting Smaug was due to Bad and Bane, neither Bad and Bane dared to call themselves Dragon Slayers.

Therefore, people call them dragon hunters.

Seventy years have passed, Bard has long passed away, and Barn also passed away more than ten years ago. The current king of the valley is Brand.

Brand looked up at the orcs all over the mountains and said in pain: "My grandfather and father once followed the Dragon Slayer to fight bloody battles on this land. I cannot bury their glory!"

As he said that, he pulled out the sword from his waist and shouted loudly: "Soldiers, come with me and charge towards the gap in the city wall! If we are destined to die, let our death come vigorously!"
Chapter completed!