Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 10 Elf Dwarf Dragonborn and Wizard

The farthest killing distance of a modern sniper rifle is set by the Tac-50 sniper rifle produced in the United States. It is said that a Canadian sniper once used the Tac-50 to hit the target with one shot from 3540 meters away, setting a new record for a modern sniper rifle. Longest kill range record.

At this distance, even a bullet propelled by gunpowder took about 10 seconds to hit the target.

But the elf was more than 1000 meters away, using a seemingly primitive longbow, nine arrows hit the same position in succession, and forcibly broke the trunk thousands of meters away!

In particular, what stunned the dragonborn was that every arrow shot by the female elf seemed to be pinching the watch. When the previous arrow hit the eye, it immediately broke the previous arrow. The shafts of the arrows collided like bullets, forming an iron flower, exactly!

This unscientific!

Dragon Bourne yelled inwardly.

"Can you show me your bow?" the Dragonborn asked the female elf curiously, looking extremely surprised.

Fenner generously handed him her partner who had been with her for countless years, and said calmly but with a bit of complacency: "Galadrans (elven language, the eagle's claw) is Gondolin. One of the magic weapons forged by the elves in the first era, once drank the blood of countless dirty and filthy dark minions! It is one of the famous and excellent products among the countless ingenious creations of the elves..."

The Dragonborn took over the longbow, which is said to be the masterpiece of the elves, and found that the hand was slightly heavy, and the total length was about 1 meter. The main body of the bow was cast from a thick white oak branch, with sharp edges embedded at both ends. With an incomparably fine steel blade, obviously this bow can also be used for melee combat!
The back of the bow is outlined with mithril, which outlines a complicated and exquisite pattern, stretching from both ends to the grasping part, and embellished with a crystal diamond like stars and moon, outlining the appearance of a flower .

Mmm, this is very elf style!

He tried to pull the bowstring forged from an unknown material, and found that the bowstring was still very strong.

But it's impossible to shoot the arrow that far.

The dragonborn let go of the bowstring. He calculated and found that the distance from where they were standing to the elf's orchard was definitely more than 1000 meters!

In other words, the female elf used a primitive longbow to achieve a record that can only be achieved by a modern sniper rifle!

Dragon Bourne felt the ubiquitous breeze in the wilderness, thoughtfully, he returned the female elf's longbow, and couldn't help asking.

"Is it because of the wind?"

Fenner smiled and nodded, the faint starlight in her eyes gradually dimmed.

She explained to the dragonborn: "Everything in the world has its will, such as mountains, rivers, forests, birds, and even the wind everywhere..."

"Just like when Arda (the general name of Middle-earth) was created, all things were bestowed with the most subtle but profound blessings. As long as you know how to listen, then all things are your help!"

Under the surprised eyes of the dragonborn, the female elf walked into the Shuen River not far from them with a longbow on her back.

"Elves know this skill innately! We listen to all things, learn from all things, and then use the power of all things to perform miracles!"

In the gurgling and calm Shuen River in midsummer, the tall and perfect body of the female elf is surrounded by a burst of intense white light. In this brightest and most sacred starlight like the dawn, the beautiful and moving voice of the female elf becomes High and melodious!
"Water from Ered Luin, listen to this holy word, raise the tide, and let those in front of you see your wrath!"

"Oh?!"

The dragonborn with keen five senses finally felt a strange wave emanating from the female elf this time, and it spread far away quickly.

Immediately afterwards, the next second, the originally calm and gurgling Shun River seemed to be awakened by some mysterious force. The surface of the river rolled rapidly and set off a huge wave of more than ten meters, rushing downstream like a thousand horses.

bang.

Looking at the turbulent waves, the Dragonborn couldn't help taking a slight step back to show his respect for the majesty of heaven and earth.

As if feeling the humility of the Dragonborn, a strong white light erupted all over her body, and the goddess-like female elf smiled, roaring like a galloping horse, and roaring like a galloping horse. In a calm state, the gurgling flows downstream.

"Well, this is the magic of elves."

The female elf put away the starlight all over the sky, and said with a smile.

The dragonborn could only show a look of admiration.

The female elf proudly came out of the Shuen River, and walked towards the distant grove regardless of her wet shoes, while saying to the dragonborn: "Okriam, calm down and listen to all things, Then you will find that Arda is breathing in your ears, that is the pulse left by Iluvita and Valar when they built everything in countless epochs! Feel it, learn it, and then you will find that everything To you, we are all friends!"

Whether it is Sindarin, Falas, or the more esoteric Quenya, they all contain a lot of ambiguous sentences. You need to listen carefully and chew repeatedly to learn from the vast elvish language. Find the matching meaning, but Dragon Bourne has only learned Elvish language for half a month, and many vocabulary and grammar are beyond his current level. Behind her, listening silently.

"The elves forge, cultivate, weave, travel in the endless knowledge, and create countless exquisite and jaw-dropping creations..."

The two walked into the elf's orchard by the Shun River, and the mottled sunlight fell on the female elf's face, looking extremely beautiful.

The female elf with beautiful long hair that is as shiny as silver puts her hand on an apple tree full of fruits, closes her eyes, seems to be listening, and seems to be talking, and then opens her eyes, a perfect apple tree A big, ripe, red apple fell from the sky and fell into the hands of the black-haired dragonborn!
"And this is the most precious "magic" of the elves! "

Dragon Bourne looked down at the big apple in his hand, and then at the female elf, with a feeling of "Damn it, she pretended to be it".

However, in the end, the black-haired dragonborn held back, and he took a vicious bite on the sweet and juicy apple, biting it!

Grinning and looking like a child, Fenna felt as if the apple tree had borne fruit this summer and ate the naked black-haired dragon descendant in two or three bites. It seemed that Fenna had returned to the long-ago, green years.

At that time, the northern elves were still so prosperous and prosperous!
"so."

The black-haired dragon descendant dropped the fruit core, and said in a low voice, "Can I learn the magic of elves?"

Only then did Fenna wake up from the memories of the past. She looked at the black-haired dragonborn seriously. Under the huge and strong body like a god, there was a wave of hot and huge power melting in the eyes of the female elves. Flowing in the dragonborn's body like slurry.

That is Yiru's blessing, and it is also the blood power of Dragonborn.

The power of the dragon!
The female elf shook her head slowly at first, but then nodded again, completely confused the dragonborn.

She said, "Actually, your roar just now contains a huge magical power, but you just don't know how to use it yet!"

"listen!"

The female elf, Fenna, looked at the black-haired dragonborn seriously, and said seriously: "Okriam, there is power in your body that even elves would envy and fear. Instead of spending other thoughts on learning other It’s better to dig out the powerful power contained in you, I believe that when you fully tap out the power in your body, you must be much more powerful than the gray robe wizard, that old liar It's..."

Gandalf, who was in front of the white government office in Gray Harbor, suddenly sneezed hard.

"I always feel like someone is reading me behind my back!"

The wizard rubbed his big nose, thinking about it.

Cirdan showed a witty smile that only friends can understand.

"Honorable lord."

Xu Shi saw the witty smile of the master of Gray Harbor, Gandalf immediately turned his head and said to him: "As you said, the safety of the dragonborn does not need to worry about us for the time being, then should we talk about the northern border? Next defense question?"

The gray-robed wizard put one hand on his hips and held a long pipe in the other, worried: "The attack of the half-orc wolf riders may come at any time, and the dark minions are obviously still secretly provoking villains, robbers, and murderers." Such irredeemable people, no one knows what they want to do next, this has almost become one of the things I am most worried about!"

He blew out a big smoke ring impolitely, and said, "However, the vigilance of the elves is still so weak!"

Cirdan frowned, but in the end he said nothing.

"Respected Lord Cirdan, I suggest that the northern elves need to send a messenger to its allies for help, because I have a hunch that this dark wave is not like the previous small troubles, and this is very likely to be the resurgence of evil The signal! And the defense of Gray Harbor is too lax, it is very likely that it will not be able to withstand this wave of attacks..."

The master of Gray Harbor retorted him: "The Gray Harbor elves are not as weak as you think. Although the long and peaceful life has indeed made us relax to a certain extent, the elves' swords and guns are still sharp, and the horns are still roaring. We can protect ourselves, Mies Randyll, you underestimate the northern elves!"

"Besides!"

The wise master of the Gray Harbor expressed his concerns. "The age of the elves is about to pass away today, where are there any allies to support? The human royal family in the north is almost extinct, and Gondor in the south is beyond reach! Our relatives in the east are in the same situation as us, more than self-preservation but not aggressive enough !"

Cirdan shook his head and said pessimistically, "And they're not too close. It's impossible for them to climb over half of Middle-earth and the Misty Mountains to rescue them. Gandalf, please forgive me for being pessimistic!"

"No!"

The gray-robed wizard interrupted the master of Gray Harbor from speaking.

"There is still a place in the north where we can ask for help!"

Seemingly knowing what the wizard was talking about, the master of Gray Harbor remained silent, his gray beard fluttering wildly under the slightly fishy sea breeze.

But the gray-robed wizard still refused to let him go, and pressed him step by step: "My respected lord, you know who I'm talking about!"

Only then did Cirdan sigh and say these words.

"The dwarves of the Blue Mountains have fallen, Mythrandil, and they have forgotten their former glory and pride, the splendor of Khazad-dum and Iruber (that is, Moria and the Lonely Mountain, both of which The dwarves used to be the most glorious and prosperous kingdom), lingering and indulging in blacksmith shops and stables all day long, earning money for three meals a day, and then go to human taverns to eat Hesse, and live in emptiness!"

The owner of Gray Harbor raised his head and looked at the huge mountain range in the north of Gray Harbor, that is, on the other side of Shuen Bend. Hope the wolves in Gundaba stop eating meat!"

"No!"

It was the turn of the gray-robed wizard to refute him: "As far as I know, some of the dwarves in the Blue Mountains still maintain a strong sense of revenge and a lofty sense of honor. Lord Cirdan, the descendants of Turin are still here. I miss my former hometown, the distant Iruber, and the homeland occupied by evil dragons..."

"You mean..."

"Send a messenger to Thorin Oakenshield for help, Lord Cirdan!" At this moment, under the old face of the wizard, a pair of star-like eyes shone brightly.

"His grandfather was the king of the kingdom under the mountain, Thurol (Sol) I, and his father was Selein (Thorn) II who later went mad. He was born with the right to inherit the Kingdom of Turin, and is now the Blue Mountain Dwarf. The bravest and most likely to come to the aid of the dwarves!"

"He also has a mighty army of dwarves under his command, but due to financial constraints, the last arm of the kingdom below the mountain is about to fall apart, because since Smaug, the dragon of the north, took over the Lonely Mountain, most of the treasures of the dwarves have fallen into In the hands of the evil dragon, the royal family headed by Thror I did not bring much gold and silver treasures. After holding on for many years, most of them have been spent. Now the dwarves can only go to human blacksmiths, mines, and stables to work. , to maintain the last armed force! But even so, the last armed force of the dwarves of Iruber is about to fall apart, because working for human blacksmiths, mines, and stables cannot earn the expenses of an army !"

"If a wise shipbuilder is willing to exchange certain jewels for the aid of the dwarves, I believe that this brave dwarf prince will definitely be willing to lead his athletes to help the elves resist the invasion from the dark minions!"

Eloquently, the wizard hooked his three-inch tongue, constantly instilling his plans and ideas to the master of Gray Harbor, with an appearance of not giving up until the goal was achieved.

Although he knew that the wizard's plan was not that simple, to be honest, the master of Gray Harbor was still moved by him. He frowned, as if thinking about whether the wizard's plan was worth it...

or.

Is the dwarf really as he said, has not completely forgotten the glory and pride of the past...

Sudden.

"Ang~"

A fierce and high-pitched dragon chant came from the north of Gray Harbor again.

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