"His Majesty..."

"uncle..."

At this time, Eowen immediately woke up Morgan with a crying cry.

Morgan immediately stepped forward and saw Princess Iowin, who had taken off her helmet and exposed her long golden hair, was kneeling on the ground, holding King Xiorton, crying quietly.

In her arms, King Xiodon had closed his eyes peacefully.

Looking at the dead King Xiodon, Morgan sighed in his heart and nodded and bowed to the corpse.

No matter what King Siodon looks like to others.

But here in Morgan, whether it is to temporarily let Morgan lead the most soldiers and resist the heaviest burden with great courage at the Fortress of Horn.

I still dare to mobilize the whole country to support Gondor at the most critical moment.

King Xiodon is worthy of the reputation of the great king.

Looking at Eowen who was crying quietly.

Morgan stood behind him without saying a word.

The cold north wind blew the crying far and far away.

On the battlefield.

As Morgan expected.

After realizing that he had lost his master and lost his faith, Sauron.

The soldiers on Moduo's side had no desire to resist at all.

Because of the existence of the Rohan cavalry.

All the escaped enemies were caught up.

In the end, he was killed like a piglet.

When there was no longer a Modo warrior standing on the field of Perano.

When a group of undead troops led by the crowned skeleton leader rushed out of the white city of Minas Tialis again.

On the battlefield.

Everyone's eyes focused on this terrifying and powerful army of undead.

Morgan was standing with Gandalf at this time.

Legolas and Jinli were arguing about something.

Aragon stood in front of a large army of undead.

"We have done what you asked for."

"Now, it's your turn to keep your promise."

The Crown Skeleton stood in front, looking at Aragon in front of him, and spoke in a very cold and hoarse voice.

Aragon was holding a long sword on the ground and had not spoken yet.

Jin Li, who was arguing with Legolas on the side, became interested immediately when he heard the words of the Skeleton Leader.

He ran forward, stood beside Aragon, looked at the undead army in front of him, and couldn't help but speak to Aragon: "Although they are all dead..."

"But these guys are really useful, especially at critical moments."

Jin Li's slightly greedy words immediately changed the face of the crown skeleton leader in front of the undead army.

He was really afraid that the Gondor Emperor would regret it.

Looking at Aragon, who had no expression on his face and was unresponsive, he quickly said in a deep voice: "You have promised us!"

"certainly..."

Aragon looked at the crown skeleton leader with an anxious look in front of him and said, "Since I have promised you, I should keep my promise."

"You did complete the mission, too..."

"Okay, go and rest in peace..."

Aragon spoke softly.

The words fell.

The skeleton leader, headed by the crown, immediately showed an unprecedented look of relief on his face.

Only the Crown Skeleton knows it.

How long have he and the tribes behind him waited for this day?

Finally, it's all over.

"call..."

When the battlefield was covered with a stinking cold wind blew across the earth.

Not long ago, the undead army that was moving quickly and powerful and terrifying was destroyed.

The war is over.

But no one at this time could be happy.

All around, from all directions.

There are corpses everywhere.

There are Moduo orcs, the Haders, and of course there are Rohan Cavalry.

All the living Rohan Cavalry warriors are looking for the corpses of their relatives, partners or friends they know in this bloody and cruel battlefield.

The sadness and shrill crying that came from time to time made everyone feel heavy.

Finally, when I saw Princess Rohan Iowen and Third Marshal Iowel kneeling in front of a King Siodon in exquisite armor.

On the battlefield.

Everyone surrounded him.

Everyone bowed together to salute King Xiodun.

Everyone was silent for the sacrifice of King Rohan.

Morgan sighed softly in his heart.

Just then.

He suddenly heard a sound of horse hooves coming from beside him.

He turned his head and saw a tall and strong dark horse running towards him happily.

Who else could it be if it weren't for the radish that I let go before entering the path to the deceased?

When the master and servant meet, they will inevitably feel happy.

Morgan hugged the carrot with a long neck and a long face and stroked it several times.

Radish kept rubbing Morgan with his big head.

Following Gandalf, he rode his carrot into the gate of Minas Tiris.

Morgan looked back at the entire battlefield behind him.

Looking at the Perano plains, which were flooded with blood, the next year is destined to be a bumper year.

"How is the way?"

Gandalf suddenly asked, walking slowly on White City Avenue.

“It’s easy…”

"You have seen the power of those dead undead warriors."

Morgan said softly.

That's true.

Although I felt a little nervous when I first entered the path of the Dead.

After Aragon convinced the ghost leader.

Everything became extremely simple.

"And you?"

"I heard that the prime minister Denethal, who is in charge of Baicheng, is very difficult to talk to?"

Morgan said, turning to ask his old friend.

"Um..."

Gandalf took out the cigarette pole and sniffed, then said without rushing, "He is really not easy to deal with."

"But, I won..."
To be continued...