The Heavens: The Magical World Begins with The Lord of the Rings

Chapter 120 Sauron's Purpose

After talking about their respective experiences, Gandalf asked about the current situation of Lonely Mountain.

"What's going on with this river valley city now, why are there so many soldiers gathered here?"

"When I came in, I saw humans, the elves of the woodland kingdom, and the elves of Rivendell. They were all in this city at this time. It looked like a big battle was about to happen."

Gao Yuan smiled wryly and shook his head when he heard the words: "The human beings here are all residents of Changhu Town who survived the flames of Smaug."

Then he told Gandalf the grievances and grievances between the surviving residents of Long Lake Town and the elves of the Woodland Kingdom and Thorin Oakenshield.

"Who else is in charge here now, besides Thranduil? I'm going to meet them." The enemy is at hand, but the coalition forces are preparing to launch a big war for some treasures. How can Gandalf bear it? .

"I'll introduce you to him in a while. His name is Bard. He is a descendant of Girion, the lord of River Valley City. Now the residents of Changhu Town listen to him."

"Let's go now, time waits for no one, the orc army is on the way to the Lonely Mountain." Gandalf couldn't wait any longer, and he was going to find the two immediately.

Gao Yuan took Gandalf to the City Hall Square to find Thranduy and the others.

Along the way, they saw many elf soldiers patrolling the streets; people in Changhu Town were cleaning and polishing their rusty weapons.

Most of the weapons in their hands were taken out of the weapons warehouse left over from River Valley City. Many of them were traded by the Lord of River Valley City from the dwarves, so they have been well preserved.

When they came to the square, they saw the soldiers of the Woodland Kingdom training the residents of Changhu Town who had just received their weapons.

The entire River Valley City was immersed in a stormy atmosphere, and everyone was actively preparing for the battle.

Gao Yuan and Gandalf came to Thranduil's golden court tent, just in time to see Bard coming out of the tent.

"Hey, Bud."

Seeing that Bud was about to leave, Gao Yuan immediately stopped him.

Hearing Gao Yuan's voice, Bud turned his head immediately, and saw an old man in gray robes walking towards him beside Gao Yuan.

Bud looked at Gandalf beside Gao Yuan, and asked doubtfully, "Who is this?"

"Gandalf, Gandalf the gray robe wizard." Before Gao Yuan could speak, Gandalf introduced himself to Bard.

Bud froze for a moment, apparently he had never heard of the name of the self-proclaimed wizard in front of him.

"Bud."

"Let's go in first, Gandalf has something to discuss with you and Your Majesty Thranduil." Gao Yuan directly interrupted the conversation between the two. The elf king in the tent had obviously noticed the three people standing at the door .

The three of them walked straight into the golden tent.

At this time, the elf king Thranduil, who was wearing a silver-gray exquisite and luxurious robe, was lying lazily on the bench.

The Elf King looked at the three people who walked into the tent with a very calm expression.

Thranduil didn't show any surprise at Gandalf's appearance. It was obvious that the two were old acquaintances, and the corner of his mouth even raised a little dismissively.

Gandalf nodded slightly when he saw Thranduil.

Not to mention the internal character and other aspects, at least on the surface, the elf king's temperament and cultivation are still very good.

Even though Thranduil was quite disdainful towards the wizard in his heart, he still didn't show it on the surface. Instead, he smiled and motioned the three of them to sit down.

Gandalf was very anxious at this time, and he chose to cut directly to the topic:

"I'm here to bring you some important news."

"The half-orc army of Dol Guldur has come out at this time, and the leader of this army is a terrible Nazgul"

"You two, war is coming. You must put aside your petty grievances with the dwarves and work together to deal with those terrible enemies."

Bard didn't understand what Gandalf meant. Although he was a descendant of Ghirien, he was just a fisherman who grew up in Long Lake Town.

But from Gandalf's mouth, he heard the army of orcs and the news that the war was coming. It would definitely not be good news if these words were involved.

"What are you talking about, what war?"

Thranduil seemed to have anticipated what Gandalf was going to say, and he was not interested in the wizard's alarmist words.

Besides, he already knew about the orcs and the ring spirits.

"It can be seen that you don't know anything about these wizards. They are like winter thunder. They come from afar with the wind. The rumble makes people panic, but often it's just thunder and rain."

"They think that everyone is as ignorant as you, so they can achieve their own goals in this way." Thranduil mocked.

"I've seen those half-orc armies and ring spirits a long time ago, and they are nothing special. After failing to attack my kingdom, they have disappeared in the Mirkwood."

Gao Yuan would not be used to this elf king's tendency to brag, so he stood up and slapped him in the face: "It's really nothing special, if I hadn't helped you repel those half-orc armies, I'm afraid I wouldn't know that you and your clansman, What a loss that night."

"Also, according to the news I received, they didn't disappear into the dark forest like you said. They left in the direction of the lonely mountain and passed through your territory."

Thranduil's face became gloomy. Anyone who was slapped in the face like this would probably not have a good face.

What's more, the woodland kingdom was attacked by half-orcs that night, but his heart ached. He regarded what happened that night as a shame for him. Isn't Gao Yuan adding salt to the wound by slapping him in the face like this?
The elf king wanted to continue to quibble: "Then, dragon slayer, please tell me, where are the army of half-orcs in your mouth?"

"As far as I know, you and your Rivendell elf friends have searched most of the Long Lake Valley and the Lonely Mountain, but have not found any traces of the half-orc army or the ring spirits."

"Since you haven't found any traces of them near Lonely Mountain or Long Lake, there is only one possibility."

"That is, those half-orc armies have obediently rolled back to their lair!"

Gandalf roared: "If we didn't find them, it doesn't mean they have left. They must still be lurking in a dark corner at this moment, waiting for you and the dwarves to come out and give you a fatal blow when both of you are wounded."

"Those half-orcs are all ruthless executioners. They were born for war. Those evil creatures will not flee because of a temporary defeat. Our enemies have used all their strength, and they will not Just leave."

"In that case." Thranduil sneered, "Wizard, please tell me why those half-orc armies came here, and what is their purpose?"

"Because they don't want to see the dwarves return to the Lonely Mountain, especially after Smaug was killed by Gao Yuan, their master wants to take the Lonely Mountain into his own hands." Gandalf said.

"Since Thorin Oakenshield and his party set out to reclaim the Lonely Mountain, they have sent Azog the Defiler to hunt them down."

"Not only because of the treasures in the Lonely Mountain, but also because of the strategic location and favorable terrain of the Lonely Mountain. From here, they will start to take back the evil kingdom in the north, the Kingdom of Angmar."

"If the Kingdom of Angmar rises again, Eriador, Arnor, Rovanian, Rivendell, and even Gondor will fall into the flames of war again."

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