"Ahhhhhh~"
Gimli shrieked in mid-air before plumting like a cannonball into the Uruk army.
Thud.
"I hate being thrown! Even if a god throws , I still hate it!"
He then brandished the hand axe in his hand. Although the hand axe had lower damage and slower attack speed compared to other tinkers construct weapons, it was still very effective on the battlefield without datafication.
Coupled with the dwarves' enhanced strength, one axe swing would cleave several unlucky Uruks in half, their sturdy armor no different from paper.
The speed of their slaughter was beyond everyone's imagination; even the Uruks couldn't comprehend it.
A noticeably stronger Uruk stood on a large rock, roaring in fury, waving his battle saber, and commanding his subordinates to charge at the two individuals who had plunged into their formation.
Suddenly.
A bright blade energy shot out from Éowyn's Sange.
Pfft...
The fortunate commander was cut in two.
Théoden, Aragorn, and Éor, watching the display of their strength from the city wall, were utterly dumbfounded.
Aragorn's eyes were filled with disbelief.
Just then, Yang Tao's gaze sharpened. Among the Uruk army, several individuals were carrying a black ball covered in spikes, charging towards the dwarf Gimli.
'Alright, alright, Saruman, instead of using good magic, he's starting to advance technology!'
This was a bomb developed by the White Wizard Saruman, intended to deal with the sturdy walls of Hornburg, and now it seed he was preparing to use this thing against Gimli.
Yang Tao naturally wouldn't stand idly by. Although converting Gimli didn't consu much faith power, it was still his faith power.
He imdiately put on his eyes and, under Aragorn's gaze, extended his hand:
'Tengai Shinsei!'
The earth shook, and hundreds of Uruks flew into the air, including those carrying the 'torpedoes'.
Fire Release: Great Fireball Jutsu
The Great Fireball Jutsu, which was said to never hit anyone, finally had its mont of glory this ti.
Boom...
Flesh and blood splattered.
The Uruks' flesh and blood rained down from the sky, mixed with raindrops.
The battlefield fell silent.
However, Yang Tao was inwardly complaining: 'This power... Saruman probably already developed TNT, didn't he?'
An epic world is indeed an epic world.
If Yang Tao were Saruman, he wouldn't have attacked Hornburg so early. He would have just made more explosives and launched them all into Hornburg using catapults.
After one round of bombardnt, if anyone was still standing on the city walls, he'd lose.
Unfortunately...
A promising talent was ruined by Sauron.
Aragorn stared blankly at Yang Tao, his handso face looking a little silly and cute at the mont: "Who exactly are you?"
"A rchant, part-ti deity. Haven't you been discussing behind my back? Aragorn, don't stand there foolishly. These Uruks are already terrified. Now is your ti to shine."
There were over ten thousand in total.
He, Éowyn, and Gimli had wiped out nearly a tenth of them in the blink of an eye.
To emphasize, Uruks are not greenskins! They have thoughts and morale!
The elves' arrows were almost sparking Mars; this kind of output environnt was simply too satisfying for these ADCs.
Especially Éowyn, unlike the dwarf Gimli, who was obsessed with chopping people, she intelligently chose to kill in areas that posed a threat to the city walls.
As her proficiency with Sange increased, various flashy skills continuously appeared on the battlefield.
Théoden observed the situation of the Uruk army and found that the front lines were already wavering. He imdiately drew the sword from his waist and roared, "Warriors of Rohan! Follow out of the city and crush them!!"
Rumble!
Lightning once again tore through the sky.
The heavy city gates slowly opened, and a dull horn sounded. An elite cavalry unit charged out from Hornburg; they were the final straw that broke the Uruk army.
The Uruk army began to rout; King Théoden's throw was a great success.
Saruman: 'Ten thousand against three hundred, the advantage is mine!'
Green light continuously emanated from Éowyn, her face appearing stunningly beautiful against the light.
At this mont, she was the protagonist of the battlefield.
As for the dwarf Gimli, he had completely forgotten his identity as a priest, or perhaps it was because his height prevented him from seeing the cavalry charging out from behind.
On the city wall, Yang Tao looked up at the inky black sky, raising his hand as a red orb flew into the sky.
Holding the Molten Charm allows one to fire a gravity-defying Molten Orb. Once the Molten Orb reaches the sky, it can stop the current area's rain/snow weather.
The torrential rain instantly ceased, the dark clouds dispersed, and moonlight stread down onto the battlefield.
Haldir, who witnessed this scene, walked to Yang Tao's side, bowed slightly, and asked with an elegant smile, 'May I ask which Maia you are?'
Maia are the lesser deities in the world of "The Lord of the Rings"; above them are the greater deities, collectively known as the Valar.
This is a racial na.
They were all created by the Creator God, Eru Ilúvatar. Furthermore, Saruman, Gandalf, and even Sauron are all mbers of the Maia, aning lesser deities.
However, the gap between the lesser deities and the greater deities in this world is like heaven and earth.
Lesser deities are rely more powerful; after death, their souls return to Aman, possessing a unique form of immortality.
As for the others... well, they're just okay.
But greater deities possess imnse authority and can even create life. As for Eru Ilúvatar, he is a true Creator God.
Even if the world of "The Lord of the Rings" isn't vast, he truly holds the authority of creation.
Yang Tao looked at Haldir and said with a smile, "I am not a local deity; I am just a tourist from another world… and I happened to see if there was anything interesting to along the way."
Haldir's blue pupils widened slightly. If what Yang Tao said was true, then things were truly serious. Even a one-in-ten-thousand chance of sparking a divine war would be a disaster for the beings living on this earth.
If Yang Tao knew Haldir's thoughts, he would definitely tell him he was overthinking it.
He was just here to ss around with a couple of mods. The Valar had sealed off Aman due to the Kinslaying at Alqualondë and the Great Rebellion of the Noldor, no longer setting foot in Middle-earth. He wouldn't be so bored as to seek out those greater deities.
"Haldir, are you interested in discussing business with ?"
"Respected Deity, we elves are not interested in business. I hope this does not offend you."
"Of course, business is about fairness, justice, and mutual consent. I dislike forced buying and selling the most."
Yang Tao wasn't necessarily intent on collecting two elf maidens. After all, the elves in the epic were not as beautiful as those in ani worlds, so he didn't take Haldir's refusal to heart, turning his gaze back to the open ground outside Hornburg.
The battle had ended, the Uruk army had retreated, and Théoden had led his troops back into Hornburg.
Winning this war, where the strength difference was so vast, was an incredible miracle for him.
Upon entering Hornburg, Théoden, without any hesitation, ascended the city wall and approached Yang Tao, removing his helt and bowing slightly with one hand on his chest, saying, "Thank you for your assistance. This glorious victory will surely be recorded in history."
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