Chapter 249: Shadow Approaches

Chapter 249: Shadows Approaching

"Open the gates!"

At dusk, all the wandering rangers returned, changed their equipment, climbed up the city wall, and joined the garrison army.

Compared to the soldiers who came to support from the roadside fort, these rangers were obviously more calm, because they were already accustomed to fighting, wandering and tracking in the wilderness, and fighting every three or two days.

"If I had known, I would have studied ranger major."

Some soldiers couldn't help thinking.

But fighting - it's a matter of life and death, it's never an easy job.

When you are really on the battlefield, it will be a different mentality...right?

"The situation is serious. The Orc army is approaching. It is estimated that we will be able to see it before sunset."

"It is indeed serious."

In the camp, a soldier looked at the steak in his hand and said, "This piece of meat is a little overcooked and hard to bite."

"Have you considered stewing it?" Another soldier who came to deliver the message began to think of a solution for him.

"I'm afraid it's too late."

"That's terrible. Let me think, why not try chopping it into fine pieces, adding some spices, and eating it with bread?"

"I've heard of this way of eating. The lord said it's called 'roujiamo'."

"Mom?"

“It’s just a different kind of flatbread.”

"It sounds good. I want to try it."

"Then give it a try. We have to hurry while there is still some time."

"good!"

As they talked, the two men found a piece of wood, placed the meat on it, and pulled out their daggers, trying to find an angle to attack.

What a pity.

"gather!"

A shout stopped the two soldiers' actions and they quickly ran in the direction of the sound, taking two bites of bread in a hurry while running.

I was so busy studying Roujiamo that I missed my meal.

"you…"

An instructor looked at the bread crumbs left in the two men's mouths and was speechless.

"Wipe your mouth."

"yes!"

The two did as they were told.

These kids...

The instructor was quite helpless.

'May courage and good fortune be with you.'

Silence returned to the city wall, and the soldiers' spirits became tense. Their senses were fully mobilized at this moment, and they perceived everything they could perceive with high intensity, without missing any details.

Boom, boom…

In the distance the earth was shaking.

hiss--

As terrifying screams rang out, it was obvious that the soldiers' spirits weakened and many people's breathing trembled, including the vagrants.

“Take courage!”

Sensing that their own soldiers were affected, Gandalf and Farodan walked back and forth on the city wall. Every time they passed a place, the morale of the soldiers there would be greatly boosted.

It is like a fire in a winter night, driving away the cold.

However, no matter how big the fire is, it cannot light up the entire night. When the two people leave, the fear will quickly spread and quickly climb into the heart.

"This is much more exciting than a corpse demon."

A ranger captain with the medal of outstanding graduate on his shoulder looked at the three dark figures in the distance and his breathing quickened unconsciously.

"Keep your mind!"

Gandalf shouted again and again on the city wall, running around, igniting hope in people's hearts with his magic words and the glittering ring on his hand.

The cold wind howled, but the flames remained strong.

Even if it sways and trembles.

"Wizard, your power is no match for ours!!"

An unpleasant laugh came from afar, and the Orc army stopped at a certain distance from the city wall, which was just a little further than the maximum distance of the fireworks rockets.

When the army stopped, more than a dozen giant beasts wearing steel armor rushed to the front of the army and took their positions, acting as powerful vanguard units.

"roar!"

Seeing the giant beast vanguard arrive, some Orcs couldn't help but roar and started to get agitated.

They didn't return to silence until the Ringwraith glanced behind him.

Gandalf narrowed his eyes.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel that this army from Moria... seems to be somewhat disobedient.

The army had arrived at the city, but Livi was still nowhere to be seen in the north.

"Bahrain."

“Hmm, ah?”

Balin came to his senses only when he heard Gandalf calling him, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand.

He looked away and asked, "What's the matter, Gandalf? Do you want me to jump over and hit those three guys one by one now?"

"You better be able to."

Not in the mood for more jokes, Gandalf said, "You'll have to act cool for a while. I'm sure you can do that."

"Okay, don't worry, it will definitely work."

call--

Balin let out a long breath and returned to his usual state.

"That's good."

As he spoke, Gandalf took him to the top of the gate, sat there, and just stared at the Ringwraiths.

"I always feel that something is wrong. We have to hold on here until Levi comes back."

Fifteen thousand Orcs are nothing. If it were just Orcs, the people on our side wouldn't even have to defend the city and could just rush out and fight them in a field battle.

The key is those big guys and the Ringwraiths standing in the front.

The Ringwraiths threatened again, but Gandalf did not respond. He just sat on the city wall and looked at the army below calmly.

There's even time for a small glass of wine.

Highlight a person who is calm and composed and does not panic in the face of danger.

Beside him, Balin also smiled and looked meaningfully at the enemy troops below.

Although he himself didn't know why he did this.

"Gandalf, what are we doing?" Balin asked in a low voice while keeping a smile.

Gandalf answered without turning his head: "Levi once told me some interesting stories. I think some of the methods in them may be worth trying."

"So where are we?"

"Delay time."

Boom! The drums of war beat, but the Orcs did not advance to attack.

The three Ringwraiths stopped on their horses in front of the army formation, looked at each other, and did not move for a while.

"Only the wizard, that person is not here."

"Our informants have no news of him at all."

Sometimes, what is scary is not a powerful enemy, but not knowing where the enemy is.

Why can't he just stay in his own territory?

Even the Ringwraiths were troubled by this matter.

In front of the battle formation, two Ringwraiths were constantly communicating in the shadows, while the third Ringwraith was quite quiet, just sitting on the horse silently, motionless, like a real suit of armor.

"What do you think?"

Finally, when the other two Ringwraiths had been communicating for a long time and still could not come up with a definite idea, they asked this Ringwraith a question.

"Direct attack."

His answer was also quite concise.

The relationship between these three Ringwraiths seemed a little subtle. The third, more silent Ringwraith seemed insignificant and of low status, but as soon as he expressed his opinion, the other two Ringwraiths immediately chose to execute it.

His status may not be high, but the attitude of the Ringwraiths towards his words is quite consistent: if there is no better way, it is best to listen.

brush--

The Morgul sword was drawn from his waist, and a harsh voice sounded:

"kill!!!"

The war broke out quite suddenly. As the order was given, large numbers of stones were thrown into the air and onto the city walls.

Boom!

Under the repeated bombardment, even a strong wall like the territory was smashed into several square gaps. Although the gaps were only the outermost layer of skin, it was still a wall when you looked inside.

"emission!"

On the city wall, archers drew their bows in unison, sending wave after wave of arrows to the army. A large number of orcs fell down, and the behemoths rushing in the front were densely pierced with arrows wherever there was no armor protection.

"roar!!"

The giant beast roared, trying to cover up the pain with anger, but the next moment a flaming arrow rushed into its mouth and set it on fire.

"Free Fire!"

When the enemy approaches a certain distance, Farodan issues an order.

"Attack the behemoth with fire arrows!"

As another command was issued, hundreds of archers with fire arrows enchanted on their bows changed direction and concentrated their attack on the approaching giant beast, and raging flames rose.

This time, even though they were not afraid of the pain of arrows piercing their bodies, the behemoths had to go through the test of fire before they could move on.

The giant beasts in the front fell to the ground with a loud bang. They struggled and rolled, trying to extinguish the bright flames on their bodies.

Seeing that the charge failed and the siege equipment they had prepared couldn't even get close, the Ringwraiths tried again.

hiss--

Along with a terrifying scream, an arrow emitting green light suddenly attacked. Farodan dodged to the side, but was directly hit by the second arrow.

Apparently, the being that shot the arrow had anticipated his evasive action.

The arrow broke into pieces, and an unreasonable huge force came from the tip of the arrow. Farodan flew backwards like a rag. Just as he was about to fly out of the edge of the city wall and roll down, at the critical moment, a walking stick stopped him.

“Ahem…”

Blood began to spurt out of his abdomen, his life gradually slipped away, the world was spinning in front of his eyes, and his head fell uncontrollably to one side.

Life on earth is always so fragile that the slightest accident or unexpected loss can greatly bring them closer to death.

“Keep the pace!”

When Farodan fell to the ground, another experienced instructor immediately took over his command.

"How are you?"

Gandalf hurried to check his injuries.

"It's okay, don't worry about me."

Gulp gulp…

As he spoke, Farodan quickly took out two bottles of potion and poured them into his mouth, one white and one pink, containing milk and healing potion respectively.

A moment later, when the milk and potion were finished, he stood up and his body returned to normal. Only the damage and distortion of his armor showed that he had indeed suffered some kind of heavy blow.

"I can still fight."

indistinct--

A ghostly black figure suddenly rushed to the foot of the city wall, and in a very strange way, it climbed up along the smooth wall with no traction.

Up to the top floor.

"ah!!"

Screams were heard from the left, and several soldiers fell to the ground in horror. Each of them had at least one wound on their body, with fragments of Morgul's Blade remaining in them.

The fragment will move towards the heart by itself, and the poison and evil power on it will take effect at the same time, constantly torturing the owner of the wound, so that what is reflected in their pupils is no longer the scene in front of them, but the most horrifying nightmare in their hearts.

Without treatment, they will continue to be tormented by these nightmares and severe, excruciating pain until death.

And death is not the final destination. If one is unlucky, some people will be gradually pulled into the shadow world in this torture and degenerate into a horrible ghost - that is, a corpse demon.

"stop!"

Farodan shouted angrily, drew the ancient long sword from his waist and ran over, attacking the Ringwraith with all his strength.

Ding! The Barrow Sword and the Morgul Blade collided, and the man and the Ringwraith competed with each other, and for a while they were evenly matched.

Those soldiers who were unfortunately injured by the blade of Morgul were taken away and fed milk and healing potions by others.

Even so, some people with weak wills still did not wake up from the nightmare and remained in a coma, even though their bodies had returned to normal.

The competition on the city wall continued, but after all, he had just recovered, and it was visibly seen that Farodan looked a little weak at certain moments.

It is almost impossible for a mortal to defeat the Ringwraiths alone. The Ringwraiths can make many mistakes, but as long as their opponent is hit by one blow, they will be in trouble.

The person who was hit would either muster up the courage to fight back before the nightmare, disease and excruciating pain took effect, or be executed in the nightmare, or even worse, the Ringwraiths would watch him being tortured to death.

“Stand back!”

Gandalf raised his staff, and it shone brightly. The Ringwraiths fighting with Faroldan had to hide in the shadows to avoid the light and stay away for the time being.

"It's two against one now."

After forcing back the Ringwraiths, Gandalf drew out Glamdring. As the ring in his hand flickered, a flame wrapped around the sword, turning the blade red.

No matter what it is, it will definitely not feel good if it is hit by this sword.

call--

A gust of cold wind blew by, and terrifying laughter echoed in the sky. The soldiers could not help but look up, and saw that the other two Ringwraiths had climbed up the wall at some point and appeared at a high place.

The three terrifying figures suddenly descended upon everyone's heart like a huge mountain. The feeling of powerlessness as if facing a natural disaster like a mountain torrent or an avalanche climbed up their spine and crushed their backs.

Boom! At the same time, a loud noise came from the city gate below.

A total of six giant beasts carried huge siege weapons with evil flames at the front and slammed into the city gate.

In just a moment, cracks appeared on the city gate, and it seemed like it was about to collapse.

Boom! !

The second time, some debris fell off and there was even a slight bend at the place where it was hit.

Maybe the next time there is a collision, the gate will be damaged.

The last ray of light in the sky disappeared.

"Your sun has set."

The Ringwraiths slowly drew their weapons and announced.

A shadow fell over the land.

…

On the other side, in the wilderness of Rhovanion, a figure on horseback galloped along the Wine Road, crossed the ferry, stepped onto the Valley Road, and rushed to the Valley City almost non-stop.

As the sun sets, the city finally comes into view.

Ouch——

The horse was panting violently, constantly radiating the heat accumulated in its body.

An elf quickly dismounted and looked around, seemingly searching for something.

"I have never seen an elf like you. You are full of worldly aura."

Just then, a voice came from behind.

“It is not undesirable to integrate into the secular world. There is also a lot of amazing wisdom in the secular world.”

The elf answered subconsciously before turning back to look at the person who asked the question.

"Who are you?"

"Legolas, from the Mirkwood."

"What about you? Where are you from and who are you?"

Legolas asked the elf in front of him curiously.

Most elves in Middle-earth like to find a place to stay until the end of time, and basically have no communication with the outside world. Over time, they will naturally have a kind of quiet and elegant temperament, which cannot be washed away in a short time, even for Legolas who has been away for so many years.

But this elf is truly unique. Anyone who sees him for the first time will definitely be attracted by his luxurious and elegant temperament. However, upon closer inspection, one can also sense the unconcealable feeling in him that is more similar to that of a human.

It is a sense of openness that can only be cultivated through long-term and frequent interactions with the outside world, or in layman's terms, it seems more down-to-earth.

"So I'm a relative of the Black Forest, greetings to you."

The elf politely performed a common elf salute, and then replied: "Orothir, from Dorwinion, an ordinary wine estate operator."

"Dowinion... I know you guys. The last time the elves from Dowinion visited the Black Forest was a thousand years ago. Are you guys all right over there?"

"It's still the same as before."

Orlohil responded and asked, "We can talk about the past later. I came here because I have something urgent to discuss with the ruler here."

"Do you know Levi? I heard he is the lord here."

Legolas was stunned.

"Of course, we are friends, and there is hardly anyone here who doesn't know him."

"That's great. Where is he now? Can you show me the way?"

"What is your relationship with him?"

This question sounded a bit like an interrogation, but Orlothir didn't mind. He replied, "Like you, I am friends with him. He once left his horse with me. That horse was very strange. It refused to eat and had a strange personality that was almost impossible to communicate with. It gave my groom a headache for several days."

"Okay, I believe it."

After hearing Orrohir say these words, Legolas confirmed the identity of the elf in front of him.

If Levi didn't trust someone, he wouldn't hand over his mount to him for safekeeping.

"Levi is not here. The executive officer here, or his deputy, has also left. They are leading their troops to the west side of the Misty Mountains to prepare for a major war."

"I was just about to go there, too."

Legolas did not hide too much from this relative who was not only Levi's friend but also had a good relationship with his family.

But when he heard him say these words, Orloshil lost his composure.

"So the defense here is empty, and there is no general stationed there?"

"yes."

Legolas nodded, and suddenly sensed something unusual.

“And the Lonely Mountain.”

He said, "The Dwarven Kingdom's army is still there. Their king has a good relationship with Levi. If anything happens, he will definitely not sit idly by. Do you want to go see him?"

"If what you say is true, then I will go to see him."

Orlohil didn't think much about it.

The elves of Dorwinion had no grudges against the dwarves, and naturally had no prejudice against them, so he didn't mind talking to the dwarves.

"Well, let's set off immediately."

"Get on my horse."

Seeing that Orrohir's horse didn't look like it could still run, Legolas led his own horse and motioned for him to sit on it.

Then two elves from different regions marched quickly toward Erebor.

"Can I ask what you want to talk about?"

During the short journey, Legolas asked the elf who was coming from afar behind him.

"shadow."

Orlohil said:

"The shadow from the east is coming here."

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