A melodious sound of trumpets came, and the originally restless battlefield in front of the seventh floor gate suddenly became quiet, leaving only the smoke and dust stirring when the city gate collapsed was still drifting with the wind.

"It is the horn of the Kingdom of Rohan, it is reinforcements! It is reinforcements!" The soldier or general from Gondor suddenly shouted, and the originally depressing atmosphere was swept away. The light of hope appeared again in the eyes of the soldiers with the word "reinforcement".

"For Gondor!" Everyone who was trapped on the seventh floor of Baicheng roared together, and the determination of the last tide was engraved in their hearts. Even in the situation of death and death, the Gondor people were still unwilling to give up, and the arrival of reinforcements at this moment injected a heart-warming agent into them.

Hu Bin, who was about to leave, breathed a long sigh of relief. He saw Ta Dun and Lin's figures fading gradually, and it was obvious that they had begun to return to their own initial space. Hu Bin smiled bitterly. These two companions were moving very fast. Looking at their expressions, I guess they had regretted it when I heard the sound of the horn.

"Lorraine, give me some blessings, and then take Fenriel and Ryan to find a place to hide." Hearing the shouts of everyone beside him, Hu Bin's already cooled blood boiled again. Lorraine exhausted his last little mana, brushed Hu Bin with several holy light techniques, and added a true word technique and shield, and then supported the two seriously injured entourages and retreated towards the ruling hall.

The treatment of several holy light techniques made Hu Bin's spirit refreshed. Hu Bin, who felt effective, used the holy healing technique on the holy sword without hesitation. A milky white halo surrounded Hu Bin's body, and the originally chaotic mind suddenly felt a refreshing feeling like a clear spring pouring into him.

The orc leader Sawyer finally came over. The arrival of reinforcements from the Kingdom of Rohan was really unexpected, but this strengthened his determination to annihilate the seventh-level defenders. The order to wipe out the enemy at all costs was conveyed.

The remaining Gondor archers could only shoot one round of arrows, and then the orcs who rushed into the city gates formed a group of defenders. The shield formation composed of heavy infantry regiments that was the first to be destroyed was instantly destroyed. It was not until the Yongquan guards rushed up to stabilize the position. The remaining Gondor numberers were also red-eyed. The battle was about to end, but there were few people who could make contributions. At this time, they had to fight desperately.

"I have practiced for so long, it should be a little effective!" The wrapped chain on Hu Bin's left hand slowly fell down. Then he held it on top of his head and slowly shook it. The tip with the blade was thrown into a afterimage. With the injection of magic, a scarlet red appeared on the chain and slowly spread.

Hu Bin loosened his fingers, and the chain pierced into the half-orc crowd along inertia, and the tip accurately pierced the shoulders of a transformed beast soldier. He lifted his wrist and wrapped it around. The chain brought out a blood flower and left the previous prey. Then he spared half a circle and found a transformed orc again, but this time the purpose was not to stab the target.

Hu Bin's hand moved vigorously, and the chain tightened instantly, and the sharp blade at the tip turned around in an arc, wrapping the target a few times in an instant. The high temperature on the chain made the beast-turned soldier wail immediately, and a smell of burnt tiger came out from under the orc's armor. Hu Bin exerted force. The tied half-orc flew directly into Hu Bin's direction, and raised his sword and easily split the target passing through the air in half.

This is the combination of the two skills of the scorching chain imprisonment and scorching. Hu Bin contacted him for a long time to master how to prevent the chain from hurting himself. After laying this foundation, other ropes and whips are just around the corner. However, Hu Bin can only let the sharp blade at the tip of the chain penetrate the enemy in the distance, which is also due to Hu Bin's flying knife skills. Other moves are only the space-automatic imprisonment moves.

Suddenly, a space prompt appeared in Hu Bin's mind.

"The main task requirements of the number 000003 have been reached. If the main task is completed, will it return immediately? Yes, no?" A space prompt interrupted Hu Bin's killing. He quickly ran to a relatively safe position, carefully checked his contribution level, and found that the requirements had indeed been met.

Quickly choose No, Hu Bin got a space prompt that he could extend his stay in this world at one time, but he would have to pay 200 gold coins a day, and he could only extend it for three months at most. During this period, he could return to the initial space at any time.

Without hesitation, Hu Bin extended his stay to the maximum time limit, and then continued to start killing with one bracelet and the other hand of the holy sword, causing considerable casualties to the orcs. Based on the principle of careful selection, Hu Bin began to look for traces of elite orcs and chief orcs every time the imprisonment skills cooled down. Although killing these advanced orcs will no longer increase the contribution level, the bounty given by the Gondor Kingdom was quite rich. Spending 20,000 gold coins in one breath was still a bit hurt for him, so he simply started hunting for the advanced orcs to make up for it.

Hu Bin didn't think that he had done something to get the last part of the contribution. Apart from Ted, who was still on guard by his side, all his remaining servants had lost their combat ability. It was impossible for them to be their reason, so there was only one source.

...

A large warship slowly leaned against the river bank, and a group of figures appeared on the deck.

The Silver Moon, the name of this big ship, had taken a ship numberer eight days ago to leave the port in the south of Gondor and embark on a journey to find Aragon.

The number of numberers returning was significantly smaller, and the old boatman who had shouted at the numberers was gone. As for what they experienced along the way, it was another legend.

Fortunately, the numberer named Ben learned how to drive a ship, and rushed to drive the warship back to Baicheng, and of course he also brought three guests with him.

"I hope we're back not too late." said a sailor with a childish face. He had just received a space to prompt him to complete the task, but he did not breathe a sigh of relief. In fact, the orc army that had already attacked Baicheng in the distance made him understand that the real battle had just begun.

"No, Ben, Gandalf and the others will definitely stick to the end!" Aragon said as he jumped off the deck, pulled out the long sword from his waist, and more numberers jumped from it behind him. Their faces were covered with weather-beaten fatigue, but they still followed Aragon without hesitation.

Many orcs were sent to the riverside to block the coast. After seeing this warship belonging to humans, they rushed here immediately.

"It's time for those guys to bask in the sun." A dwarf numberer said maliciously, holding his axe. If Hu Bin was here, he would have shouted to be a damn thing. This guy was his former teammate, Dwarf Vic. As for where he went after Aesinger was washed away and how he got along with Aragon, the answer to these questions may only be known by the dwarfs themselves.

Aragon did not respond, but put his sword on his chest and rushed forward without hesitation.

The ghostly spirit filled the air, as if the sound of the trumpet from hell sounded from the southwest of Bai City. Translucent figures seeped out from the side of the Silver Moon ship, gradually gathering into an unstoppable torrent, rushing towards the direction pointed by the blade of Aragon.

The Ghost Legion, a legendary army composed of cursed deserters and traitors in the Kingdom of Gondor, was eventually pulled back to White City by Aragon for the rest of his soul.

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"Iomo, take your men and horses to attack from the left wing. Gamlin, follow my flag to attack the middle lane. Gerinbo, from the right lane, along the outer wall of Baicheng, support the city in the city." A loud voice came from King Hieudon's mouth. The three cavalry under his command were assigned responsibilities one by one, and the road he led was to face the middle lane of the orc army.

"We will face a long and bloody journey, just as the ancient language story says, under the guidance of the brilliant light, welcome the rising sun, because light will surely defeat the darkness." The king yelled with his sword along the foreword of the array, yelling loudly in a solemn and passionate voice.

Go forward bravely, darkness cannot cover our brave hearts. It is time to rise up. Luo Han’s cavalry! The spears and shields are broken, and they should be as if they are home! Swipe the sword to kill the enemy, and blood stain the earth! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight until our final destination arrives!"

"Die! Death! Death!" Three deaths showed Hiyoudon's determination to fight to the death, and the cavalrymen all over the mountains and fields yelled at the same time, "death" and strengthened their determination to die. A shocking fighting spirit rose from the legion of less than 4,000 cavalry, which was the enlightenment of abandoning everything for victory.

"Roar forward, my descendants!" With the king's order, countless horns indicating attack sounded at the same time, and a large number of cavalry urged the horses to speed up, and King Hieudon took the lead and rushed towards the orcs not far away with him.

As if the killing switch was turned on instantly, the ghost army led by Aragon also launched an attack on the orcs from the other side. The orcs who were attacked on both sides of the White City suddenly felt that the situation was not good. While quickly shrinking their troops, they summoned a large number of soldiers to form a defense line with spears. At the same time, the Lueners' army slowly entered the battlefield from the northeast. The sound of war elephants sounded from time to time, and more infantrymen stepped into this land that would be soaked in blood. This decisive battle that determines the fate of the Middle Earth continent is about to break out.
Chapter completed!