passed.

boom--

Suddenly, a horrific explosion swept through Baicheng with a billowing heat wave.

"What happened!" Boromir exclaimed.

"Did their explosives self-explode?" the disintegrated Skeleton General guessed.

"That is?" Gandalf muttered in surprise.

I saw thousands of Orcs being blown up into the night sky, and then falling down one after another with new forms of broken limbs.

"I heard it, it was a dragon roaring." As soon as Legolas said this, everyone's faces showed joy.

"Roar--"

As if in response to their good guesses, Chu Xin's roar penetrated the sky, causing the mentality of both parties to instantly switch.

The next second, a series of explosions became the only exciting movement on the battlefield.

"I have never heard such a beautiful and sweet performance. Baicheng has been saved, and our human race should not be extinguished." Boromir's view of Chu Xin completely changed, and he was suddenly filled with endless gratitude and goodwill.

The first thing Chu Xin bombed was the all-too-familiar Orc Legion, and he wiped them out with one blast of dragon flames.

Seeing this, General Skeleton couldn't help but sigh with emotion. In the face of pure powerful strength, all the bells and whistles are just bells and whistles.

Under a burst of indiscriminate bombardment by Chu Xin, the mighty Mordor army was in chaos, running around like headless flies.

"Kill out now!" Gimli's blood boiled with excitement, and he felt extremely proud.

"You are rushing to die!" Gandalf held Gimli with one hand, "Now is Smaug's personal show time, we can just watch."

In the tower that had never been attacked, the female bard Angelette stood up happily, took out her quill pen, opened the golden book, and carefully wrote and drew on it, as if she was recording Chu Xin's figure in detail.

The text on the first few pages describes the Battle of White City in detail, and pays a lot of attention to Aragorn and others.

Going forward, it becomes more complicated and extensive.

"Calm down! Calm down!" Commander Oak yelled angrily.

Seeing that the morale of the army had collapsed, he also took out a horn with trembling legs and blew it, and then joined the fleeing people.

Buzz——

A stream of blue wind passed by, and at a glance, it looked like a brilliant blade.

The scene that followed was very beautiful. Thousands of Oaks were cut off at the waist in an instant. Even their legs were still running for their lives, but their upper bodies had fallen neatly.

The heart, liver, lungs, kidneys, large intestine and small intestine fell into the bottom of the sticky red oil pot.

For a moment, both the enemy and ourselves were stunned.

The enemy troops were all stunned, looking around without daring to move, as if they were in hell.

Gandalf looked up at Chu Xin who was fluttering his wings violently, his eyes locked on the magic runes on the bone wings, and he murmured in shock, "This is ~wind magic?!"

"What kind of monster is it~"

The Oak commander looked at his subordinates who were split into two with fear, and couldn't help but feel grateful for his good luck.

But the next second, the second and third wind blades collided one after another.

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Flesh and blood are separated, and the sound of water is endless.

Chu Xin played another piece of music.

At this time, Commander Oak, who had been lucky enough to survive many times, finally saw his savior.

Not Saruman, nor Sauron.

It is a special army that has already been ambushing in the west canyon.

It is mainly composed of trolls and huge metal instruments.

"Knock it down for me!" the commander roared heartbreakingly.

As soon as the words fell, the trolls in the front row quickly took action.

Ten cannon-like tanks were raised, and the metal barrels more than ten meters long seemed to be able to spurt out plasma beams.

Whoosh!

There was only one sound at the same time, but it was actually ten pitch black crossbow arrows rising from the ground.

Its length and thickness are far greater than the black arrow that killed Smaug. Compared with the two, it is like a 5.56 bullet and a grenade put together.

Buzz buzz~

Moreover, the surface of each giant crossbow arrow is glowing with a red curse.

Locking spell!

Armor Breaking Curse!

The Witch King of Angmar and Khamul personally imposed it.

Whoosh!

One salvo had just reached the sky, and the second salvo followed immediately, then the third, fourth, and fifth rounds.

In just half a minute, fifty enchanted giant crossbow arrows flew across thousands of meters toward Chu Xin.

This is a dragon-slaying instrument developed by the dwarves in ancient times, called the "Multi-shot Giant Crossbow Chariot".

Ceng Ceng Ceng ~

In the back row, there are only three oversized machines with strange structures, the same chariot base, but equipped with a metal rectangular parallelepiped.

Directly in front of the sky, there are sixteen dark holes, the diameter of which is as thick as an adult's thigh.

Until the three-headed troll inserted the burning fire stick into the base.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

In an instant, terrifying continuous loud noises echoed endlessly.

As for the multi-shot giant crossbow chariot, Chu Xin could still remain calm and composed, but when he saw the three things clearly at this moment, he had to exclaim "Saruman, the Pioneer of Industry" again.

Because from every hole, an "enchanted missile" was shot out, a total of 48 dangerous missiles with tail flames.

To be precise, those three tanks should be named "Saruman brand surface-to-air black powder enchanted anti-aircraft guns"!
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