Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 152 Aragorn and Boromir
Unlike the frequent setbacks in the north, the turmoil caused by Sauron in the south has succeeded in almost exhausting the potential of human beings.

After decades of war, the people of Rohan and Gondor have suffered to the extreme.Except for a few strong fortresses occasionally, there is almost no place in the human world that is not affected by the flames of war.

Edoras was even breached by the chariot people for a time. King Theoden relied on the strength of Helm's Deep to persist for three years. Finally, in an extremely cold winter, he successfully counterattacked and took the siege of Rothschild at that time. For three years the charioteers were driven out of Siemt, and Edoras was retaken.

But even so, after decades of war, the population of the Rohir people has been directly cut in half from the millions before the war, and now it is less than half.

Moreover, the Rohir people almost lost all their pastures and war horses. The former horseback nation may not even be able to gather two thousand knights now.

And Gondor was no better.

The once glorious and noble descendants of the Númenóreans lost almost all the territory east of the Pelennor Plains under the rule of Denethor II.

The originally beautiful and rich Ithilien was almost burned to the ground!Kyle Andros was breached!The Port of Pelagile has been sacked!East of the Anduin there is no trace of human activity in Gondor.

Abandoned skeletons can be seen everywhere in the wild, good fields have been burned, orchards have been barren, and forests have been cut down.The fleeing crowd filled Minas Tirith.

If it weren't for the royal family's strict implementation of the wartime configuration, the Holy White City would have been unable to hold on long ago.

In fact, even Aragorn could barely go on after holding on for so many years.Although his heart is still tenacious, he fights bravely and resolutely.But as time went by, fewer and fewer people followed him.

In the end, there were only more than 300 fighters left by Aragon's side.Although all of them are very loyal and heroic, their number is too small compared to the barbarians who almost poured their entire family to attack.

Aragorn led them through the wilderness of Ithilien and the increasingly sparse jungle, attacking the enemy's logistics line and sneak attacking their camps. Wherever they went, the enemies from the dark land became terrified endlessly.

But as the once rich and beautiful Ithilien became more barren and less populated, there were fewer places where they could get supplies and cover.

Finally, in a certain autumn when the vegetation is withered and yellow.Aragorn gathered them together.

"My brothers and sisters, our spies have intercepted a message that a new army of the enemy is coming from the south. They are driving day and night, driving giant beasts and siege equipment, and preparing to attack Osgiliath!"

At that time, Aragorn was wearing a dark gray dress and trousers, a pair of black boots on his feet, and the sword of the Arno royal family pinned to his waist.His originally tall and strong body became a little stooped, his thin face was scruffy with a scruffy beard, and his eyes were sharp and dangerous.

"Many people have taken refuge in them. As far as I know, there are pirates from Umbar! Those despicable and untrustworthy guys set off a rebellion after surrendering to Gondor for half a century! The walls of Minas Tirith are doomed! But we will use our swords and crossbows to tell them that Gondor will never yield!"

At that time, many of the people who listened to him were holding spears with broad and sharp points; some had big bows hanging on their backs, the bows were almost as tall as a person, and there were long green-feathered arrows in the huge quiver; Swords hung from all sides, and they were dressed in shades of green and brown, as if to be less visible as they moved about in the glades of Ithilien.

Including Aragorn, they all wore green arm gloves, covered their heads with hoods, and wore green masks. Only their eyes were exposed, which were very bright and sharp.

They listened quietly, courage and unyielding spread in their hearts. "Gondor shall not yield!" they cried.

"As far as I know, Boromir of the royal family is stationed in Osgiliath. They don't know that the enemy's main army is about to go north to attack the once glorious and magnificent ruins. Therefore, we must rush before the enemy and send Men go warn Gondor, warn our people!"

"And the rest will follow me to delay the enemy's advance speed as much as possible!" Aragorn pulled out the Arno Royal Sword from his waist, and the slender sword body was like a puddle of autumn water in the sun.Aragorn put the sword on his chest and said: "In the name of Gondor! Fight to the death!"

Everyone drew out their long swords, raised their spears, and shouted passionately: "In the name of Gondor!"

"Fight to the death!"

Therefore, this heroic commando behind the enemy led by Aragorn sent a messenger to Osgiliath to warn Crown Prince Boromir, and at the same time rushed to the south of Ithilien to delay the enemy.

They ambushed a party of the enemy between the southern crossing and the hills.

At that time, Aragon and the others were lurking on the hillside, or under the shade of woods or bushes, or crawling among the grass and bushes-they were dressed in brown and green clothes, and their figures were almost unrecognizable.

Some of the enemies acted alone, and some marched in long formations, always walking in the middle of the road, slowly as if they were on an outing.

In fact, at that time, many of the enemies did not think that Gondor today had the power to resist them.So at that time, the discipline of this team was not very strict.Their ranks were extremely long, and each belonged to no one.

The last to fall were the enemies from the Harad region.Their complexion is mostly black, and they are painted with various colorful battle patterns.

Some of them are driving several behemoths.They were as big as a house, or rather a moving gray hill.

The legs of these giant beasts are as thick as trees, their huge ears are spread like sails, their long noses are held high like giant pythons about to attack, and their little red eyes are full of rage.The tusks, upturned like horns, were set in golden bands, dripping with blood.The scarlet and gold rug on her body has been torn to pieces, fluttering in the wind.On the arched back was a wooden object that looked like a battle tower, on which sat a few proud and careless Swutings.

They were mammoths, Turka and Nahal had seen them when they chased Smaug.

Aragon and the others patiently and secretly ambushed at both ends of the valley.When most of them entered the narrow and long mountain road, Aragorn immediately sent someone to blow a huge horn.

"woooooooo~~"

When the horn of Gondor sounded all over the valley, the enemy found himself in ambush in panic.

The commando fighters threw back their cloaks, drew their huge longbows, and arrow feathers rained down.

And when Aragorn's perfect arrow hit the huge eye of a mammoth, the beast immediately ran blindly and furiously.The enemies in the mountain path are almost either crushed by it, or knocked to pieces.And when it accidentally bumped into another mammoth, the two mountain-like bodies fell down with a bang.

And when Aragorn shot all their bows and arrows, the commando soldiers shouted "Gondor! Gondor!" and rushed down from the hillside.

All of a sudden, there was a sound of fighting between the two sides, the clang of various iron and steel clashes, the clink of sharp swords hitting iron helmets, and the dull sound of blades hitting shields suddenly erupted; Come average.

Blood stained the valley red.

　Roll for support~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)