Chapter 248 Guess where we are
This night was not peaceful. When night fell, in addition to the non-stop clanging sounds of construction, some rangers went out on horseback to maintain high-intensity alert in the surroundings.
Any Oak who tried to get close to find out the news was quickly killed, and white fireworks could be seen exploding in the air from time to time in the distance.
"What is that?" Balin suddenly raised his head.
"bat."
Gandalf squinted his eyes, not knowing how he could see things so far away clearly at night.
"Rangers, it's the rangers who are shooting at the bats in the sky."
"White fireworks... Looks like there's nothing to worry about for now. If it's a call for help, the fireworks will be a very conspicuous red."
The people were still busy with their own things, but Gandalf and Balin were not idle either.
Although the two could not help much in the construction, after all, one was a learned wizard who had traveled in Middle-earth for thousands of years, and the other was an old scholar who had lived for more than two hundred years. They could also act as guides and be small foremen.
Everything went smoothly.
The sun was rising, and when the dazzling sunlight shone on the earth, a silver-white army appeared at the end of the field of vision from the gray road in the north.
The troops from Roadside Fort arrived.
Standing on the high city wall, Gandalf looked into the distance and had a sense of déjà vu.
This army has the demeanor of an elf.
Boom.
The brand new gate opened, and the army entered the city in an orderly manner, lining up neatly on a large open space where no buildings had yet been built.
"It seems we arrived just in time."
At this moment, Farodan also wore the same armor. Behind him, in addition to the army from Roadside Fort, there were some people whose appearance and figure could be said to stand out from the crowd.
That was the nomadic instructor who was stationed at the roadside fort to conduct training.
They looked serious, resolute and strong, and most of them looked weathered, like weathered rocks. Compared with them, the soldiers in the roadside fort were like little kids who had walked out of their homes for the first time.
No wonder vagrants like to call them little sprouts. It does make sense when you look at it this way.
"The latest intelligence is that the enemy has more than 15,000 people, and there are at least three Ringwraiths."
Seeing Farodan returning with his army, Gandalf also walked down the city wall to meet him.
Upon hearing the news, Farodan couldn't help but frown, and a sense of crisis emerged in his heart.
Fortunately for the army, although the Riverside Fort had just been built, the city walls were quite strong and could be repaired quickly even if they were breached by something outrageous.
The rangers in the city, the reinforcements from the roadside fort, and the people from the construction team barely add up to 5,000. It can be said that there is no one who cannot fight.
And not only are all of them soldiers, but all of them are double-cut fighters, all equipped with bows and arrows, and can attack at both long and short distances.
"It would be fine if our enemies were only Orcs..."
Farodan looked worried.
"But there are more than just Orcs. Even without mentioning the great beasts, there are the Ringwraiths."
Gandalf said, "I can fight two, can you handle the other one?"
"sure."
Farodan showed a confident expression and patted his breastplate.
"I defeated the Ringwraiths in the Far East."
"Okay, very good."
Gandalf nodded.
But Bahrain was not happy.
"Hey, don't forget there's a dwarf here, can't you give me one?"
"Of course you can try."
Gandalf glanced at him and said, "Then you will stay with me, and when the Ringwraiths come, you will jump up and knock him on the head."
"What did you say?"
Balin stared at Gandalf and asked, "Did you just say something insulting in some subtle way?"
"No, Master Balin, I'm just giving you advice."
"That is very good advice, Gandalf. I am ready to jump up and try it with you."
"Oh, please don't. I am an old man and I cannot bear such a big steel axe."
"So you think I'm young?"
The two old men began to quarrel.
The young vagrant Farodan, who was only over a hundred years old, couldn't say a word. Out of respect for his elders, he could only watch and let the two of them solve it themselves.
However, sometimes, doing nothing is also a mistake. A fire that has been lit will not go out by itself. It will only grow bigger and bigger until it burns the people watching the show.
"What do you say, Farodan?"
"Well, I think..."
Farodan was in a dilemma.
I think we should get Levi back as soon as possible.
Bard, who was far away in River Valley, thought the same.
"Couldn't he wait a little longer?"
Gathering troops from the three towns in the river valley area, they marched to the roadside fort on the other side of the mountains... to the brand new territory, Riverside Fort, that no one had ever heard of. This happened so suddenly, without any signs.
Levi suddenly appeared in River Valley City and told him the news, and it was an urgent order.
"Gather an army as quickly as possible. Our enemy is a host of tens of thousands of Orcs, and several Ringwraiths."
Bud was well aware of the seriousness of this statement.
Tens of thousands of Orcs, this scale reminded him of the Battle of Five Armies, when there were more than 30,000 Orcs, while his own humans, dwarves, and elves combined had only more than 5,000 people.
But now, the River Valley District has more than 5,000 soldiers available...
"Emergency assembly!"
While quickly putting on his armor, Bard gave instructions to the heads of various departments.
"Except for the necessary garrison forces, everyone put on armor and move at the fastest speed!"
Boom!
The gate was opened, and before even the pre-war preaching could be carried out, a large number of soldiers poured into the entrance of the Heavenly Road.
In fact, there is no need to preach, just one sentence is enough -
"Fight for the Lord."
The Beorns living in the town of Carr also took similar actions to many towns in the valley. This brave and warlike tribe also began to gather combatants and headed to the front line.
A large amount of power is converging towards the west side of the mountains along that high sky road at an incredible speed.
"What happened?"
The familiar scene reappeared, and Thorin hurriedly climbed up the wall of Erebor. He was dumbfounded when he looked at the Dale City where there were obviously fewer people.
It was too fast, too fast. When he received the message, the army had disappeared from the end of his sight.
The speed of mobilization was simply terrifying. Even though Erebor, a neighbor within sight, hadn't even reacted before the enemy's army had already gone a long way away.
"It's Levi."
At this time, Dwalin, who was always quick to act, ran over to report the news: "Levi issued an emergency order. He summoned all available forces to the west side of the mountain."
"This time it's not like they're going to attack a certain place, it's more like they're going to provide support."
"Support? Any more specific information?" Thorin asked anxiously.
"I don't know. They were walking too fast. Fili rode on a goat to catch up. I guess we have to wait for a while."
Thorin paced back and forth quickly and said, "If Levi can defend, then the enemy must be at least tens of thousands of Orcs. This is no small matter. We have to gather our troops..."
"But Levi didn't mention this to us." Duvalin reminded.
Thorin spoke slowly: "That means--"
"That means he might be so anxious that he doesn't have time to tell us."
In the palace of Mirkwood, Thranduil's orders were loud and clear.
In the empty hall, the king's voice was unusually clear:
"I know him well. He would never speak unless the most difficult moment comes. But this does not mean that we should just watch our allies face difficulties step by step."
"Prepare to mobilize. Also - tell me, have their troops been assembled?"
Thranduil asked his deputy.
"My king, they are almost out of the forest."
"What?"
(End of this chapter)
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