The riding and chopping simulator of the Lord of the Rings

In the clear moonlight, Allen took advantage of the howling wind to quickly move across the mottled hillside.

Yes, he had just climbed over the towering misty mountains.

A few days ago, he left Heidelberg and returned to Feslet. This time he did not stay too long. Instead, he seized the time and wrote a few letters to his important allies and subordinates, briefly explaining the matter of the Gray Mountains. For a moment.

The bigger the stall, the more preparation you need to do.

A letter is addressed to the ruler of the woodland elves, the Elven King Thranduil.

Allen hopes that the elf can take care of the old jungle road in one to two years. If the matter is urgent, he can help his territory next to the Red Water River.
After all, he took away a large amount of Heidelberg's military power and also transferred three adult skin-changers. This made the human defense force in Dol Guldur too weak, and other places also needed to be guarded, especially near the high pass, where The orcs had begun to become restless.

In this way, the power in Allen's hands is somewhat stretched, so in order not to affect the development of things, he needs the help of the elves.

The second letter is to the actual ruler of Kalennason, his good friend Sengel, Prince of Rohan. Yes, King Fengel is still alive after recovery, although at the age of 81, he is no longer in charge. But he still didn't abdicate, he was still the king.

Allen hopes that Sengel can send multiple teams of scouts to keep an eye on the movements of Isengard and Brownfield.

Regarding the white-robed wizard, he got bad news. Orthanc closed the door in the summer, and Saruman no longer received any guests. No one knew what he was doing in that tower. Fame.

There is always no harm in paying a little attention. If you find an orc who has defected to the wizard, you can solve it early if you find it early. When Saruman evolves into an industrial pioneer, it will be too troublesome to deal with.

As for Brown Earth, Allen was worried that Mordor would send a large number of orcs to Dol Guldur to strengthen the evil forces in the southern part of the Black Forest, thus forming a threat of force and forcing him to withdraw his troops deployed in the Gray Mountains.

If this happens, Allen hopes that the brave and vigorous Knights of Rohan can take this opportunity to weaken the enemy. After all, it is everyone's responsibility to fight against darkness.

The last letter is to his loyal vassal, old friend for many years, and now the border lord Fatis. Allen predicts that the east side of the Red Water River may be a little uneasy in the near future, and warns Fatis Tis prepares for war.

When necessary, you can ask the elves for help. Allen feels that according to Thranduin's character, he will not tolerate the trade routes being cut off by the Dongyi people again, so there is a high probability that the busy elf king will help.

At the highest point of the Misty Mountains, the wind blowing is violent and biting, occasionally bringing large dark clouds and lightning, forming an overwhelming thunderstorm.

Even if Allen masters the power of wind, he must temporarily avoid the power of the Great King, the Lord of Alda's air and wind, and the head of the Valar, Manwe.

Fortunately, storms in the mountains always come and go quickly. Starting in the afternoon, they only lasted for less than an hour and then ended. The crescent moon showed its face, looking at the messy mountains. .

The heavy rain caused large pieces of rocks to fall off. These rocks rolled rapidly along the hillside. Some smashed the trees into pieces, some created large splashes of water in the mountain streams, and many more were shattered into pieces on the cliffs.

This is the daily life in the Misty Mountains. The higher the terrain, the more frequent it happens. Allen had already experienced it once more than ten years ago.

At that time, there were a dozen dwarves, a wizard and a hobbit standing next to him, watching helplessly.

This time, Allen's speed could be said to be countless times faster. Without the interference of thunderstorms, he controlled the natural wind in the mountains and fell towards the Xiangshui River in Eriador, where there was a brightly lit human settlement.

In Allen's memory, the terrain there was quite good. There were large areas of fertile land on both sides of the river, and dense forests spread all the way from the foot of the mountains, which could provide a large amount of building materials and firewood.

The only drawback of this place is that it is too close to the Misty Mountains. There is a lot of evil and darkness that breeds in the tunnels, and they often leave their lairs at night to attack the good residents living nearby.

Yes, it is too dangerous here, so no residents would choose to settle here, at least that was the case a few years ago.

Now, I don’t know who is brave enough to settle here. The orcs in the Misty Mountains are not dead yet, and the darkness in Moria continues to expand. Allen feels that he should go and investigate. Don't let some orcs take over this place.

Soon, the figure gliding on the wind landed near the village, and human voices continued to be heard from the light in the darkness. It was joyful laughter and conversation, but the accent was a bit strange, and the familiar common language was mixed with some local slang. .

However, Allen still understood the meaning.

"Bavel, I heard that you had a very rich harvest today. You caught three buckets full of fish in one net. You should treat me to a beer today."

This is a very cheerful voice, seemingly joking with his friends.

"You're not bad either, Ramsey. You cut so much wood in one day. Don't think I didn't see it. Master Dildo gave you a bottle of good wine. Don't be stunned. Take it out!"

"As long as you have sharp eyes, you should have my share of the grilled fish on the campfire."

"No problem, of course I'll have your share. Oh, it's the mead from the Prancing Pony Inn. It seems like you really performed well today."

Following the sound of the joke, Allen, who was relieved, gradually approached the light of the fire. If possible, he might be able to figure out the origins of these people and rest next to the campfire for a night.

"Who?!" A commanding voice suddenly sounded.

Then, several figures suddenly flashed out from the shadows behind the trees, and several long swords flashing with cold light surrounded Allen in an instant. Farther away, there was a guard holding a long bow, aiming at this place.

"Don't be nervous. I'm just a pedestrian passing by. I'm very ordinary and won't cause any harm to anyone."

These people were very skilled at hiding, and even their breathing was almost invisible. Most of Allen's attention was focused on the sounds coming from far away, and he didn't even notice that there were people hiding in the woods, but there were small animals. There has been constant activity.

But the current situation is just a small scene for Allen. If necessary, he can bring down everyone here in an instant, and no weapons are needed.

"Your name, stranger. Besides, a well-dressed and unarmed man dares to cross this dangerous wilderness. Please forgive me for not believing your story."

Under the moonlight, a young man with black hair, leather boots, and a gray cloak spoke. He was tall and strong, far superior to his companions. When he spoke, his bright eyes were fixed on Ai. Lun, there is no slack at all.

At the same time, the young man behaved very politely, even when he was questioning.

"Alan, Alan Sharian."

Allen carefully looked at the young man opposite, and in order to ease the tense atmosphere, he said his name with a smile.Through the clear moonlight tonight, he found a familiar thing on the other party's clothes. It was a silver brooch shining in the moonlight, which was the "Star of Dúnedain". The opposite person was obviously a young man. of northern vagabonds.

"Don't be so nervous, young man. The bright sword should be aimed at evil. I am just an ordinary person who wants to go to Bree. If you mind, I can leave."

Now that he has confirmed the identity of the opposite party, Allen feels that it is not important whether he enters this settlement. At this time, he just needs to hurry up and maybe he can eat the special roasted lamb chops of the Prancing Horse Inn before the curfew.

Although the chefs there are not as good as the Hobbits, the tender and delicious lamb chops, sprinkled with special spices from the Shire, and a glass of unique mead, will make you sleep well after eating. The last night's sleep was more comfortable than sleeping in the wilderness.

"Do any of you know this name?" The young man did not answer Allen's question. Instead, he asked his companions if they had heard of Allen Sharian.

"No." "Never heard of it."

Most people shook their heads. Only a middle-aged man with a gray beard fell into thinking. Then he laughed and said:
"I remember that there was a great ruler on the other side of the mountain. His name was Allen. I just don't know his last name. Could you be that king?"

This is obviously a joke. Whose king would cross the wilderness alone at night?Even Thorin Oakenshield, who has become famous recently, only set out after forming a small team.

Allen shrugged and replied with a smile: "Do you think I look like me?"

"It's not like that. Whose king is as shabby as you? He should come out with an honor guard anyway."

The middle-aged man spoke much more crisply. Allen was indeed in a bad state at this time. Although the clothes that had been soaked in the rain had dried, the mud splashed on them was scattered here and there, which made it look real. Somewhat embarrassed.

"Okay, stop joking."

The young Northern Ranger interrupted the topic and waved his hand, and the swords around him were sheathed.

"Mr. Sharian, I'm sorry for what just happened. Although the north is much better now, the world is far from peaceful. There are always some evil guys who treat people with malice. I hope you can forgive us. I take the liberty, please allow me to entertain you now and make up for the mistake just now."

The Dúnedain remnants living in the north have been guarding the peace of Eriador for many years, and have made a lot of hard work and sacrifices for this. Although they appear taciturn and serious to the outside world, it is undeniable that they are a group of people who are willing to help. A good person to others.

After confirming that Allen was not carrying any dangerous weapons, the young man no longer acted so wary and invited Allen to the village as a guest.

The Dúnedain people are at a critical moment at this time. It is always good to have one more friend, and the other person seems very kind and behaves very normally, not like a bad person.

"Thank you, then. A warm campfire and kind friends are much better than sleeping in the wilderness." Since the other party invited him, Allen felt that he had no reason to refuse.

After a while, Allen followed the young man to the resting place in the village, and also learned the young man's name, Hal Barad, from other residents.

If nothing else, the opponent should be the Dúnedain Ranger who helped Aragorn hold the flag during the Lord of the Rings and walked the Path of the Dead together, and finally died in the Battle of the Pelennor Fields.

Allen didn't expect that he could meet an "acquaintance" in such a place. Halbarad looked older than Aragorn. He should have a status similar to that of a sheriff here, guarding the village and the villagers. Safety.

However, the young ranger's subordinates were all ordinary humans, and there were very few Dúnedain in this village, which made Allen a little confused.

Otherwise, Aragorn expanded too fast and absorbed too many northern humans in a short period of time, so there was a manpower shortage.

Otherwise, the Dúnedain people encountered some emergency, and a large number of people were tied up, so the current situation emerged.

However, these have nothing to do with Allen at this time. Since Aragorn did not ask for his help, Allen did not want to interfere with the Ranger affairs.

"Mr. Sharian, please use it."

Not long after Allen sat down, an older lady in plain clothes brought him dinner.

A bowl of broth, a cornmeal cake, a glass of beer, and a grilled sizzling river fish.

Although it doesn't look very rich, it is already a good treat in this wilderness. It is obvious that this is the result of Halbarad's instructions.

"Thank you for the hospitality. Dear madam, may I know your name?"

Allen was not in a hurry to eat, but wanted to get some news.

"Call me Camille, sir. Do you need any help?"

For the friends of Hal Barad, Camille is willing to provide some help within his ability. After all, the stable life they have now is thanks to those powerful rangers.

"Camille, just now Halbarad mentioned to me that there are some malicious people nearby who are threatening this place. I want to know some specific circumstances. Could you please tell me?"

Camille was a little surprised and said, "Why don't you ask Lord Halbarad?"

Allen smiled and said: "He is always busy. You see, he is no longer around now. I am too embarrassed to disturb his work."

Camille nodded. Indeed, Master Halbarad was responsible for the security of the entire village. He stayed secretive most of the time and was not seen at all.

"Well, that's actually the case. I think you should know that we just moved here not long ago. There was a village near here before, and there were some rude people living in it. They have harassed us many times. , forcing us to provide food and money as protection fees. Not long ago, Lord Halbarad and his men had a bloody conflict with them, injuring many people."

Camille started talking immediately, as if the person in front of him could help the village solve its current troubles.

"Although there are many people in the village who can take up arms and fight, most of them have not received proper training. We will still suffer losses when fighting with those bandits. We finally found a suitable place and were threatened by such things. If I had known earlier, it would be better to stay in the river corner, where life is more peaceful."

But soon, Camille realized that she had said too much, so she hurriedly said goodbye and left. Before leaving, she told Allen to just leave the tableware on the table and someone would help clean it up.

Allen picked up the broth in front of him and fell into deep thought. (End of chapter)