Wesley glanced at the undead army and then said, "If Aragorn lets you go, it would be a matter of denying the battle I commanded. The battle has come to an end. You are just sitting there and enjoying the consequences. The enemy has been surrounded, and it is only a matter of time to eliminate them."

"We have reduced your losses." The undead leader said unwillingly.

"Loss? Can you ask those soldiers who are afraid of death? We fight with the determination to die, for the peace of our homes and for our own glory, and we are fearless." Wesley's voice was very high, and the soldiers around us could hear it clearly.

The soldiers admired people like Wesley, and he expressed everyone's voice, "Long live, long live." The earth-shaking cry responded to Wesley's words.

"And you group of dead who violated your oaths are still so greedy and cowardly even if you die? Where is your dignity? Another thing is that although Aragorn is a descendant of the royal family, he is not crowned as king yet, and he is not qualified to end the curse."

"So what should we do?" The undead leader was very unwilling. They wanted to be free, but the other party obviously disagreed. They were indeed late in the battle today, and they did not agree with them, these undeads occupying their glory.

Middle-earth world is extremely important to glory. The army of undead betrayed the oath and could not get peace after death. They stayed in a mountain all day long and endured the torture of their souls. They longed for liberation.

"It's very simple. First of all, Aragorn needs to be the king of Gondor. This is a simpler ceremony. With you here, and his friends are there, I don't think there is a big problem. Then we will attack Mordor. You need to be forwards. This is your only chance. If you betray or escape again, you will never be at peace."

The undead looked at each other. What kind of person was the opposite person? However, seeing all the soldiers' awe of him, the undead could not have the intention to resist. It would be impossible to get rid of it if you fight another battle. They are the undead now!

"Okay, I hope you keep your word." The undead leader gritted his teeth and finally decided. Jin Li next to him was very happy. He was unwilling to let such a powerful army go for nothing.

"Haha, don't compare me with you. This time I am just maintaining my glory. If you arrived early in the morning, I will not stop it. If you play your due role in this battle, then there will be your cemetery outside the White City of Gondor, which will say that you are fighting for the king and you will regain the lost glory." A slap in the face was nothing more than a cemetery, and it is not Wesley's territory.

"Really?" The undead were moved, and the undead leader looked at Aragorn.

"Of course, there is no problem at all." Aragorn said happily. A cemetery was not a problem for him, if he became king.

"Okay, one word is certain."

Wesley looked at Aragorn at this time and said, "Now we are ready to ascend the throne immediately. Gondor is in chaos now, and the King of Photographers is crazy. They need a king to command now, and your bloodline is the best choice, and you must bear this responsibility."

"I... know, but will they accept me?" Yaragon said hesitantly.

"Your bloodline is not a problem, then there is no problem. These undead are the best proof. They will only serve allegiance to the descendants of the king. You are the orthodox heir to the throne, and no one can stop it." Wesley waved his hand and the army began to enter the city. Time is a bit tight now. I don't know where Frodo has arrived. Wesley must seize the time. The moment he left is not far away.

Polomo did not die. As the eldest son of the Regent, he stood up to support Aragorn ascend the throne. This made it very simple. The Regent was crazy and had long lost his prestige and was no longer enough to command Gondor.

The white-robed wizard Gandalf presided over the throne ceremony. It was very simple. Now there is no time to come and have a grand ceremony. The army replenishes supplies and prepares to set off. This time, it is attacking Mordor. The bones of the undead need to be loaded. Then they follow the army, otherwise they will not be able to go anywhere.

The next morning, outside the White City of Gondor, tens of thousands of troops were ready to go. The shooters of the elves, the cavalry of Rohan, and the infantry of Gondor were arranged in an orderly phalanx, and Wesley was still their commander. "This will be the last battle, we will set off Mordor, Gondor's long defense will end, and the Middle-earth world will usher in peace, and all this will be completed in your hands, and your glory will coexist with history."

"Long live, long live." Tens of thousands of troops shouted loudly.

"Start." Wesley pointed the sword in his hand and the army began to set off. The cavalry was in front, the elves were in the middle, and the infantry was behind. The army slowly headed towards the north, and they were going to the gate of the darkness at the northern entrance of Mordor.

The distance between the two sides was not far, and it only took two days to reach the army. Now Frodo had just crossed the Death Swamp to the periphery of Mordor. He was haggard and staggering, and Sam, the loyal gardener, had been following him, otherwise he would have collapsed long ago.

"Mordo is not easy to fight, how are you going to attack?" Aragorn asked next to Wesley on his horse.

"There is nothing to worry about. Just draw them out directly, then consume their power, and then let the undead army rush. It's very simple. The key question is what is Mordor's last trump card?" Wesley asked.

"The trump card, if the trump card is Sauron, once he gets the Lord of the Ring, it will be difficult for us to defeat him, so we must attract their attention and let Frodo throw the Ring into the Doom Volcano."

"Haha, if that's the case, then there's no problem. Even if he gets the Lord of the Ring, it won't be of any use. I will kill him at that time." Wesley said disconcertingly. Can the Lord of the Ring compare with the Space Gem? Will Wesley lose with the Magic or Energy?

"It's good that you have confidence, but Sauron, who got the Lord of the Ring, is really powerful." Aragorn said hurriedly, afraid that Wesley would be careless.

"You don't know me, right? Or you know nothing about me, so you don't need to worry about anything. I know my strength. Soren will be handed over to me by then, and he may not be able to get the Lord of the Rings, right?" Wesley smiled.
Chapter completed!