Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 53 The old king is dead, long live the new king

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Combat is pretty mediocre.

Maybe this devil's cave was once very secretive and strong, but its two owners never really guarded it with the determination to die, so it is normal to be crushed by two wizards, the golden flower lord and the powerful elf coalition .

With the help of Nahar, Dragon Bourne took the lead in breaking through the city gate, and then swept across the half-orcs near the city gate with a dragon flame.

Facing the extremely terrifying flames, the remaining half-orcs were terrified, screamed, dropped their weapons, turned around and ran away.

The line of defense is vulnerable.

Immediately afterwards, Dragon Bourne and Nahar jumped up the city wall of Dol Guldur, and soon, the orcs above also jumped off the city wall like dumplings.

It doesn't matter if you break your leg.

No way, even the elves couldn't persist in front of Longyan, let alone these cowardly fallen creatures.

In fact, if the dwarves hadn't been so fast, they wouldn't even have caught up.

"Elf, that's mine!"

Ouri threw out his ax angrily, hitting a half-orc in the head.

And an elf from Rivendell nodded gracefully to the angry dwarf, making a friendly gesture, but then he shot another fleeing orc through the throat with an arrow.

Angry little grumpy Ori wished for two dozen more orcs to bless his axe.

However, obviously, the half-orcs were not stupid, seeing that the city could not be defended at all——they realized that the commander had run away first, so they rushed away, leaving the coalition army with blood in their chests in vain.

Seeing that everyone started to hunt and kill the fleeing half-orcs, Ori pulled out his ax angrily, froze for a moment, rolled his eyes, and pulled his elder brother Nori and his cousin Groin to a certain burrow. Chased in the direction of the past.

Along the way, the dwarves killed a lot of half-orcs. These guys were all terrified, and they didn't dare to fight against the coalition forces. It was almost easier to catch up with an ax than to strike iron.

Soon, Ori, Nori, Groin and the others came to an unexpected place.

Looking at the dark, smelly cave in front of him, Groin was very unhappy, he said: "Look at the road you took, we came to a place where death row prisoners were held, it was smelly, and there was a gloomy air-conditioning , how could there be half-orcs for us to kill?"

Ou Rui took a closer look, and it was true. The walls and ground of this cave were stained with blood, and all kinds of vicious instruments of torture were piled up on it.

At this time, Nori suddenly signaled them to be quiet, because he heard something.

He said in surprise: "Listen, I seem to hear the voice of the dwarf, if my ears do not have auditory hallucinations because of the iron!"

But Ouri, who was angry, said that he didn't hear any dwarves talking at all.

Only Groin listened carefully for a while, and then jumped up in surprise: "Nori, your ears have no auditory hallucinations, and I heard it too. That is the dialect of our Turin dwarves. Here is a wounded dwarf. !"

So, they began to search this hellish cave.

At last the dwarves found an old dwarf imprisoned in a cell in the deepest part of the cave.

"Alas."

The old dwarf, who had been imprisoned and tortured for an unknown amount of time, saw a few bearded dwarves jumping into his eyes, and the last flame of life in his body was burning fiercely.

"Mahar, have you finally heard my prayer? You let me see the dwarves appear in this hellish place in the last stage of my life! Beard of Turin, I praise you! Praise the dwarves Father Mahal!"

Then passed out.

Ori and the others were also very surprised to hear that the old dwarf, who was barely in human shape, actually spoke their language. They broke the iron lock of the old dwarf's prison and rescued him come out.

When they lifted the stinking, bruised, almost tortured old dwarf out of this eerie place with a beard that grew to his knees, Groin was the first to call out in the autumn sun. up.

"Turin's beard is on top, this is His Majesty Thrain!"

At the same time, after confirming that Sauron was not here at all, even Sorin lost interest in this battle.

"It's easier than I thought."

The dwarf prince flicked the blood off the hammer, rode his horned sheep, bounced to the dark city wall of Dol Guldur, and said with disappointment: "I thought it would be very difficult, but I didn't expect... ..."

"That's because the owner of this place gave up here early!"

Gandalf imitated the Dragonborn, riding on a big brown horse, staring at this eerie cave, sighing: "Sauron is not here, he has fled long ago."

"I said it would be a waste of time."

Dragon Bourne's golden vertical pupils were deep, and he seemed to be thinking about something. He asked the wizard: "What should we do next? If he really hides, we won't be able to find him."

"Now we have only one choice!"

The wizard had made a record earlier, and immediately said: "I can only go to Mordor to try, although now I also start to feel that Sauron, the former Dark Lord, will not hide there honestly and wait for us to overthrow his rule."

When Radagast heard that he wanted to continue, his expression became even more bitter.

Thorin was even a little used to the wizard's 'change of mind', he said: "Gandalf, you are so wise that you are almost as wise as a dwarf!"

Dragon Bourne couldn't even tell whether he was mocking or boasting.

"I can't go a day without finding Sauron, and the coalition forces don't disband, right?" Sorin's words decisively aroused the approval of Glorfindel and Gamir, and everyone looked at the gray-robed wizard.

Our Mr. Wizard was so calm that he even drew his bong in the bloody field littered with orc corpses.

"No, if we can't find Sauron's clues in Mordor, then I also agree with the disbandment of the coalition forces." Under the strange eyes of everyone, the wizard took a puff of cigarette comfortably and said.

"Then that's it!"

Dragon Bourne was about to make his final decision, at this very moment.

"Shorin, come quickly, we have found His Majesty Thrain." Groin almost rolled and rushed to the city wall, shouting loudly.

Thorin's expression suddenly changed.

Riding his horned sheep, he ran away like the wind.

Gandalf was also surprised, and even a little disturbed, "Is it a good thing to find light in the Devil's Den?" He said, "Sauron is not such a kind person, and he will leave his spoils."

Added a shadow to everyone's heart.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Dragon Bourne spoke, and his voice was equally dignified: "Let's go and meet this lucky man who escaped death first! I have a hunch that there is still our business involved."

In fact, his hunch was not wrong.

Soon, the two were anxiously invited by Sorin.

Because after years of torture and torture, Thrain II would not be able to become King at all. It is already blessed by Aoli to survive until today, but even so, such a poor dwarf king is just a matter of breath at this moment.

When Dragon and Gandalf saw the strong old dwarf, they couldn't even believe that anyone could survive so many injuries.

Their faces were dignified, one held Thrain's withered palm, and used the power of the Elessa gem to pass on life to him; a big hand gently stroked the scarred forehead of the old dwarf, chanting some kind of spell in his mouth .

But a pity.

Thrain's almost exhausted body was like a piece of dilapidated cloth, with wind leaking everywhere, the power of the Elessa gem entered his body and was lost quickly, and it couldn't be preserved at all.

So, under Thorin's hopeful and worried eyes, Dragon Bourne finally shook his head regretfully, and let go of Thrain's withered palm.

At the same time, Gandalf's expression was also very bad. He opened his eyes, and softly called the name of the old dwarf, trying to pull his soul back from Aoli's hall.

"Thraine, my old friend, come back, open your eyes, your son Thorin is still looking forward to seeing you for the last time."

When Thorin heard this, he immediately understood that even if neither of them could save his father's life.Then the eyes of the stubborn and brave dwarf prince turned red.

Ori, Nori, and Groin burst into tears instantly.

Glorfindel and the others who rushed over after hearing the news all sighed, and couldn't bear to look away.

"Is hope always so fragile and fleeting?"

Sorin held his old father's hand tremblingly, the pain and sorrow in his eyes were heartbreaking: "I haven't seen my father for many years, but when I finally meet, I will face parting from life and death. How cruel fate is to me!"

Maybe it was Thorin's desperate call, or maybe it was the wizard's spell and the power of the dragon-born gem. In the end, Thrain, who was almost exhausted, actually opened his eyes.

"Thorin, my son."

The former king of the Kingdom under the Mountain with only one eye left, the son of Thror, Thrain regained some sobriety with one foot already in the palace of the ancestors and Aoli.

He saw a familiar face in the crowd, it was his son Sorin.So he immediately shed tears, and the old dwarf said: "Unexpectedly, I can see you before I die. Mahal really treats me well!"

Thrain's withered palm burst out with strength from nowhere, he firmly grasped Thorin's thick and rough fingers, and spoke three short words in the oldest Kuzidu language.

Translated in Sindarin: "Ring, map, key!"

But Dragon Bourne didn't know it at that time, he blinked and didn't take it to heart.

Gandalf heard it clearly, and his face changed slightly.

After finishing speaking, this great dwarf who left an epic legend passed away like this, even refusing to close his eyes before he died!

Sorin wept bitterly in grief, and the mournful voice circulated and echoed in the eerie ruined fortress of Dol Guldur for a long time.

Dragon and Gandalf looked at each other, finally sighed and stood up.

At this time, the Turin dwarves who rushed over after hearing the news heard the painful cries of the prince, and were also stunned on the spot like a lightning strike.

I do not know how long it has been.

The dwarf prince wiped away his tears, and walked out from the crowd with his old father's remains, which could hardly feel the weight, with a frighteningly calm expression.

The Turin dwarves, who had regrouped from all directions, swam sideways to let their king and prince pass, and sang an old dwarven tune.

With respect and remembrance for the deceased, the elves stood silently in mourning.

Dragonborn and wizards also lowered their heads.

The dwarves buried Thráin the Second on a ridge outside Dol Guldur, and built a cairn of rock, so that he might see how the Morgul that had taken his life was destroyed.

Finally, the dwarves shouted a Kuzdu language to Thorin Oakenshield standing on the top of the mountain, which means: the former king is dead, long live the king!

Since then, that mountain has been called the King's Hill.

For here two kings were buried/born.

Dragon Bourne and elves, wizards witnessed all this.While everyone was happy that Thorin was officially enthroned as king, they couldn't help but feel sad for him.

As Sorin said, it was cruel to not see his father again for many years, but to meet again was to say goodbye to life and death.

But in any case, the era of Thrain II has passed, and it is hard to say whether it is luck or misfortune that Thorin II officially entered the stage of the Central Continent.

And Thrain also left Thorin a rich enough legacy.

"grown ups!"

According to Gandalf's order, the elves searched up and down Dol Guldur, but they really found an unexpected "trophy".

"We found this in the enemy's treasury, hidden in a very dry box."

An elf handed Gandalf a very beautifully decorated box with elf-style carvings on it.

Dragon Bourne, Radagast, Glorfindel, and Gemil looked over at the same time.

They all felt a majestic magic power inside.

Legolas, Tauriel and the twins frowned and looked at each other.Fenner leaned close to the dragonborn and asked in a low voice, "What is that?"

The female elf and Legolas were in charge of the frontline battle, and they were not there at the time, so they did not hear Thrain II's last words.

Dragon heard it, but he didn't understand dwarves.During these days, he talked with Sorin in Elven language, but it made Sorin proficient in Elvish language again.

"I am not sure."

"But I think I can probably guess what it is," he said.

Fenner still wanted to ask, but Thorin had already come down from the King's Hill. His eyes were very sharp and majestic, and his tone was very rude: "Gandalf, may I ask what is that?"

So Fenner could only keep her mouth shut.

Dragon Bourne looked at Sorin's gloomy eyes and expression that re-emerged flames, sighed, and said nothing.

So did Gandalf.

He hesitated, and finally handed the box to Thorin.

"This is a relic of the dwarves, naturally it will be kept by the new king!"

He said: "But I say, Thorin, use it carefully, and don't let the anger and greed in your heart consume your reason. For I am afraid that this is the enemy's conspiracy, but we cannot stop it."

Thorin paused before taking the box.

He opened it and found that there was a map of Gushan and the key inside.

Also.

Thorin tremblingly picked up the ring in the middle.

This is a quaint ring forged from gold with a huge sapphire inlaid on the ring surface. It is engraved in Elvish language: The holder of this ring is the Lord of Kazadum!

"The Ring of Thorol!"

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