Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 178 The army goes south
Turka rides on the back of the Holy Spirit Nahar, walks through the sunshine and holy flowers, and the whole Anuminas is cheering.

People gathered on both sides of the street to see the king off with hope, although this hope was also mixed with worries about the scourge of war.But he still saw the light of hope shining on the faces of the citizens.

Nearly 100 years later, the north is far stronger than the south.

I saw a river formed by war horses and armored soldiers passing through the neat and wide streets, and the crackling sound of the steel armor stepping on the stone slabs and friction was like a war horn.

In this battle, Elpera dispatched a full sixteen legions, nearly 10 people (a legion of 6000 people).Almost all of these 9 people are wearing steel armor, holding spears, standard long swords on their waists, and shields with dragon wings on their backs.

There are also nearly 2000 heavily armored knights.

Some of them were partly of the Númenórean blood, though rare, but yes, they were of Dúnedain's descent.Many of the rest are the descendants of the humans rescued by Turka from Mordor before, and they are the race after the integration of the northern wanderers and the mountain people.They were born in Elpera, a land blessed by the gods of the West, played here, and grew up here, far stronger than ordinary humans.Also wiser.

The most elite among them are the veterans who have experienced the battle of Moria.Each of them is wearing heavy armor, holding huge spears and shields. They are full of energy and well-trained, which is comparable to medieval humans.

These warriors are also willing to give everything for their king, even life.Because their commander is Turka Arakano, the first Dragonborn of Middle-earth!Blessed by the gods!High King!
"Wan Sheng!"

People shouted.

Shocking cheers came and went until they converged into one voice.

"Long live the Emperor! Long live Turka Arakano!"

Almost all the people who have witnessed the military appearance of the North firmly believe that this battle is a battle of hope, and after this battle, mankind will surely achieve supreme glory.

Those are nearly [-] heavily armed tall warriors, not farmers who can only wield dung forks and wooden sticks!
No one can resist such power.

Turka, however, was calm.He didn't even wear a helmet, but tied his hair with a forehead crown, and the blue cloak hung behind him, covering the strong back of the holy spirit, and the bright silver armor was sacred and majestic.

At that time, although he still held the love for Middle-earth in his heart and his appearance remained unchanged, Turka knew that he was old.This old refers to: his strength is getting stronger and stronger, although Iluvatar's blessing makes him not bound by the rules of Arda, but his heart becomes more and more tired with the passage of time.

This is a necessary process for long-lived species, and Turka is no exception.

Perhaps, after this battle, my responsibility will be over.Turka thought in his heart—his eyes couldn't help falling on a certain figure on the viewing platform.

Time is a powerful weapon.The once small baby is now so big.

And he has been stranded in this world for nearly a hundred years.

Thinking that it has been more than ten years since his wife left and the twins have grown up, Turka feels that there seems to be nothing wrong with going to a blessed place to retire.

Then he saw Orofenwe again, and he nodded to the Western High Elf.

Orofenwe had obviously communicated with Turka in private, he bowed down humbly touching his chest.Behind him, a large group of handsome Teleri elves with glowing faces and significantly taller stature than those of the Merikundi in Middle-earth (the elves who have never seen the light of the Two Sacred Trees) looked around curiously. with.

Even, because the viewing platform is so big, more Xigui elves stood in the crowd, under the big tree, and in the courtyard, and gave Turka respectful eyes.

Coupled with the looming dull whistling sound in the north, Turka patted the strong and slender neck of the Holy Spirit with confidence, and rushed out like a lightning bolt piercing the darkness before dawn.

And behind him, a mighty army composed of steel torrents drove out of the gate of Anuminas and headed south.

When the cheers gradually faded behind, when this vast and majestic silver army appeared in the north and the south, the sensation caused was huge.

It can even be said that it was even more exciting when Biturka led the army of elves to attack the northern magic cave Karndum.

Because although the silver-white king's team also has the shadow of elves in this battle, there are not many of them.

So are the dwarves.

No one knew what the Silver King was thinking.All I know is that except for [-] elves and a few dwarf craftsmen, Turka basically didn't send out elves from the north and the deep valley.

But even so, the shock brought to the world by Elpera's [-] troops going south is still shocking.Even in the "ignorant" Shire, those hobbits who love the countryside and crops are looking forward to, when the war is over, the long-lasting peace will come to Middle-earth again.

In fact, when the army passed through the vast Mincirias and joined Aragorn and the others waiting by the Graywater River, a strange king's banner appeared beside the Pterosaur banner of the Arakano family at the same time.

It was embroidered with a white tree with a crown and a flag of seven stars on it.

This is the banner held by the king among men. It was handed down from the first Arno and Erendil, the lord of Gondor, to the No.30 third Ejanur. The orthodox hope of mankind.

"My king."

Aragorn wears the reforged Andúril (meaning: the flame of the west, that is, the holy sword of Nasher), and wears the Star of Elendil (also known as Elendilmir) on his head. , the Star of the Northern Kingdom, the Star of the North, is an elven gemstone inlaid on the mithril headband, like a white star, it is the symbol of the kingship of the northern kingdom of Arnor - Salute to Turka Arakano: " I hope you will let me be the vanguard in this battle! Gain's holy sword has been reforged, mankind's hope is still alive, and the flames of the West will wash away the haze between us!"

"Follow then, Aragorn," said Turka. "When I charge, you will protect my left flank."

Aragorn stepped back happily.Behind him, more than 300 homeless people came, almost the greatest help that the Aragon family could provide.Boromir and Faramir are among them.One of them wore a silver-encrusted horn.One with a huge longbow on his back.

And when the army crossed the Graywater.

Another group of humans caught up with Turka.

Then came a loud trumpet from the west, and it sounded as if it came from some empty place, and their notes merged into one sound and rolled over the banks of the Graywater.

That was the Aboriginal remnant of Erin Vaughan.They rode on horses, wore leather armor and helmets decorated with feathers, and each carried a longbow.More like hunters than fighters.Chief among them was Moore, a stocky human with gray eyes and long black hair.

At that time, Aragorn and the others were very surprised by these unexpected reinforcements. They saw that they were slightly taller than ordinary humans, but thinner. Their eyes were sharp and their fingers were thick and long. tribute.

"They were once our kind," said Aragorn to Boromir.

Boromir and Faramir agreed.

Soon, Moremo was taken to the king's camp.

When the herald stepped down, the forester immediately saluted the silver king respectfully, speaking in a language that mixed elven and western languages. "The forest of Erin Vaughan also heard the sound of war. Mormo and his people have never forgotten the teachings and gifts of Kunnedor and Elbanath. Today, we are here to follow. Only To prove that the people of the forest are not as loyal as the people of the plains."

So, Turka thought of the days when he and his wife lived by the sea, and he was both sad and relieved.He said: "Is the forest of Erin Vaughan still lush? I have not walked that land for many years. Do the people there remember Albenath under the stars?"

Moremo looked very excited, and he said aloud: "The forest of Erin Vaughan will always sing the song of the Queen of Starlight, and we will never forget it."

Turka nodded, the sadness in his heart was relieved a little, he thought for a while, and agreed to follow the people of the forest. "Then, follow along." He said: "Human beings should unite, whether it is forest or plain."

As a result, the emperor's army was even larger.

　This is indeed the author's fault, the author stood at attention and was beaten.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)