Infinite Movie World

The old man waved his hand, "Get everything in the city ready."

"Yes"

The militiamen quickly entered a fighting state. They covered their mouths and noses and moved cans of heavy things to the city wall.

Only a few minutes later, the Witch King of Angmar appeared at the gate of Bray Town with his six Ringlords.

The Witch King of Angmar glanced coldly, and then said with a smile: "It seems that the dragon slayer has escaped, leaving only some inconspicuous civilians to stop us, hahaha, hey, people in Bray Town listen Come on, we are the ring spirit kings under the seat of the demon king Sauron, you quickly open the city gate and let us pass, otherwise, I will make your town of Bray completely barren."

The old man stood tremblingly on the city wall, panting for a long time, finally calmed down.

The Witch-king of Angmar waited, frowning.

The old man took another sip of the water handed over by the person beside him, and then said slowly: "Tell me, who are you here?"

The Witch King of Angmar roared angrily: "Old man, it's good for you, we are the Ring Lord under the seat of Demon King Sauron, do you understand?"

"What?" The old man pretended to be shocked and said, "You are you, you are Jie, you are the king of Jielu?"

The other militiamen suddenly burst out laughing.

The Witch King of Angmar said angrily: "We are the Ring Lords"

"King of quitting sex?"

"Jie..." Angmar Witch King pulled out the Devil's Cave sword angrily, "Why should I waste my time talking with a small person like you here? You go to die."

As he spoke, the Witch King of Angmar grabbed the old man by the throat with a move of death grip, and lifted him up in the air.

The militiamen of the "mayor" are all furious

The old mayor shouted with all his strength: "Long live the Dragon Slayer!"

After roaring, he was directly thrown to death under the city wall by the death grip of the Witch King of Angmar.

The militiamen all roared.

One of the militia captains shouted loudly: "Brothers, for the sake of the dragon slayer and for the old mayor, give them some color."

"Yes"

Immediately, simple catapults were set up on the city wall, and then the militiamen put bottles and cans on the simple catapults and shot at the ring spirit kings.

The Witch King of Angmar sneered and said, "You want to smash us to death with this broken pot? They really are a bunch of stupid farmers."

The ring spirit kings laughed ferociously, took out their weapons one after another, and attacked the jars thrown over.

bang bang

The jar was easily smashed by the ring spirit kings, but the yellow soup in the jar smashed on the ring spirit kings.

"What is this?" Ang'an Witch King said in horror.

At first, he thought it was some kind of poison, but soon he realized that these things were not poison at all, but excrement

"Ugh..." The Witch King of Angmar almost vomited himself.

"Brothers, continue." With the roar of the militia captain, another round of pots was thrown at the ring spirit kings.

"Back back!" Angmar Witch King roared angrily.

The second wave of jars immediately fell to the ground, and the stench was all over the ground.

"Kill them all," the Witch King of Angmar roared angrily, riding his horse towards the city gate.

At this time, the third wave of pots came crashing down again, and the Witch King of Angmar could only retreat to avoid it. It stands to reason that these pots have no harm at all, but they are disgusting.

Although the Witch King of Angmar and the Ring Lords are all undead, undead don't mean they can endure such filth

As a result, the Witch King of Angmar kept charging and retreating.

And the yellow soup pots in Bray Town kept throwing them at them.

The two sides saw each other repeatedly, and an entire hour had passed, and the sky gradually dimmed.

The Witch King of Angmar said fiercely: "Why are there so many excrement of these damned untouchables? Ringlords, you cover me. I will use the grip of death to destroy their catapults. Otherwise, we will have to kill them." It's been stuck here."

"Yes"

The Ringlords were reluctant, but the Witch King of Angmar was their leader, and they had to obey the Witch King of Angmar's orders.

So, the six ring spirit kings rushed to the front, resisting a round of yellow soup jars.

The Witch King of Angmar hid behind them, and while the militiamen were reloading, he used his death grip to grab one of the simple catapults.

Two militiamen responsible for shooting were also brought down and fell to the ground.

"Continue," the militia captain roared loudly.

The Witch King of Angmar also roared loudly: "Continue!"

Both sides tried their best, while desperately smashing the yellow soup jar, while desperately blocking with their bodies.

The Witch King of Angmar took the opportunity to grab the remaining three catapults.

Suddenly, the militiamen had no tools for long-range projection.

"Hahaha" the Witch King of Angmar shouted loudly: "It's time for us to take revenge and rush in and kill them all."

"Yes" the ring spirit kings rushed towards the city gate immediately.

The militia captain shouted loudly: "Brothers, before retreating, remember to feed them another big meal"

"Yes"

The militiamen immediately raised a long iron trough, which was filled with foul-smelling yellow soup.

The Witch King of Angmar and the Ring Lords rushed to the door. Before they could rush in, the militiamen poured out all the yellow soup in the iron trough

The entire city gate is like a water curtain cave.

Of course, it's not the beautiful water curtain hole, but the stinky and disgusting water curtain hole.

Every Nazgul, including the Witch-King of Angmar, was doused in yellow soup.

"Damn, hate, hate!" The Witch King of Angmar raged, and the Devil's Cave Sword in his hand farted so hard that more than half of the entire city gate collapsed

Many militiamen were crushed in the gravel, and only half of the militiamen retreated safely.