The riding and chopping simulator of the Lord of the Rings

The clear sky, the boundless sea, and a white sailboat floating in the blue waves.

The creation of the elves is so magical. After floating on the sea for more than half a month, the ship is still as clean as when it left the port.

"Alan, have some soup. I never thought the fish in the sea could be so fresh."

Bilbo handed a bowl of rich white color and fragrant seafood soup to Alan, who was wiping Ringil.

At this time, seven days had passed since Allen left that dark land, and the Noldor Castle standing in Himling had been left far behind.

When you get tired of seeing the scenery on the sea, the days of sailing will be boring and boring.

Everyone more or less needs to take on a part of the work to ensure the normal operation of the sailboat and to kill the idle time at the same time.

Even King Allen had to break his promise and dive into the sea to find some high-quality ingredients to improve the food on the ship.

After all, who wouldn’t want to eat some fresh food after half a month’s worth of marching rations?
So as a hobbit, Bilbo naturally became a chef.

"Ellen, what exactly did you experience that week at the bottom of the sea? People seemed to be silent a lot. Don't you want to talk?"

Mr. Baggins has always been very curious about what happened to Allen, and at the same time, he was also very concerned about his friend's current state.

In fact, the sailboat only left for three days and then circled back from another direction.

In order to avoid being noticed by the sea snakes, Hermione, Bilbo and some of the Twilight Knights set up camp on one of the peaks of Sangorodrim, waiting for Alan's return.The sailboat left the area again for safety reasons.

Then everyone waited for several days until Allen broke through the sea and landed on another mountain peak.

But since waking up, Allen only said that the sea snake had been killed, and didn't mention anything else.

During the return voyage, he was even more taciturn. Except for spending a little more time searching for food somewhere, he spent most of the time either in a daze or cleaning his sword.

"I have been sinking for a long time, Bilbo. In addition to darkness, there is cruelty and despair, and there are also some things I don't want to mention. In short, the result is good, my friend, I am much better now."

This is not comfort. Allen has indeed gotten better at this time. Most of the dark power contaminated in Angband has been expelled, and the action of wiping the sword can indeed calm people down.

"Bilbo, I have been thinking about how the battle in the Gray Mountains went. Has Thorin taken back the dwarves' holy land? How many casualties did my men suffer? Have those damn Orcs been killed? Driven into the mountains of Angmar, will our greatest enemy watch helplessly as his minions in the north are defeated and do nothing."

After taking a sip of the delicious fish soup, Allen felt better. Food can always soothe people's hearts.

"Alan, you just think too much. Kings are all working hard. Thorin is like this, and so are you. Oh, Gandalf, that guy who is not the king seems to be like this too. Maybe you should take a rest. Friends, the ship will arrive at Gray Harbor one day, and it won’t be long before we know the answers to everything.”

As a hobbit who follows the rules, even if Mr. Bilbo Baggins is a little special, he cannot understand why his friends lead such busy lives.

No matter what, people should always be kind to themselves, love life, and enjoy life. Of course, it would be better to go out and take risks with friends occasionally.

"You are right, Master Baggins. Is there only one bowl of soup for lunch today? I remember that I brought back quite a lot of prey."

Allen drank the fish soup in one go and laughed loudly. This is how casual chats with friends are, even if there is not much serious matter in the words, it is enough to make people happy.

After all, having company is always a good thing.

"Of course not, there's lobster noodle soup today, that's what I remember you called that creature."

Seeing Allen's mood rising, a smile appeared on Bilbo's face.

Gray Mountains, beyond the fortress of Gundabad Hills.

"Let it go!!!"

With a roar, the huge trebuchet built by the dwarves started running, projecting dozens of one-meter-square stone bullets towards the pitch-black city wall in the distance.

The orcs hiding behind the battlements had cold hands and feet, and most of them covered their ears and squatted on the ground, making wailing sounds.

Uruk, who was bolder and more disciplined, looked at the boulders flying towards him with eyes wide open, scurrying around like ants on a hot pot.

A black flag was erected there, with a giant bloody wolf looking up to the sky and howling, but it looked shaky.

The first round of bombardment by the trebuchet was not particularly effective. Most of the stone bullets passed over the black wall. Only two successfully hit the target, making the entire wall tremble. The fragmentation of the bullet produced two huge pits full of cracks.

The city defense built by the orcs themselves does not seem to be that reliable.

"Adjust the angle and prepare ammunition."

The dwarf controlling the trebuchet moved quickly and orderly, and after a while, the trebuchet was loaded again. ,

"Let it go!!!"

This time, the stone bullet made a shrill sound in the air and successfully hit the black wall of the orcs.

"Crash."

After receiving such a violent impact, part of the stone wall broke and collapsed in an instant, sending up a large cloud of thick smoke and dust. Some of the orcs stationed on the city wall were also caught off guard and buried under the rocks.

Wails and curses suddenly sounded.

"Woo~~~"

Seeing that the city wall was broken, Thorin signaled Kili to blow the horn of attack.

Groups of neatly arranged elite dwarves responded to the king's order, raised their shields, and advanced towards the collapsed city wall.

"Shoot arrows!! Shoot arrows quickly, you scum." "Go and move the rocks, go quickly!!" "Pa"

Under the urging of scolding and whipping, the orcs also opened their long bows and shot black arrows one after another to block the enemy's approach. Some orcs even carried stones the size of human heads and pointed downwards. Smash it.

"Woo~woo~woo~"

As the sound of the horn changed, four teams of ready-made dwarves carried tall ladders and ran quickly towards other directions on the city wall. They wanted to force the enemy to disperse their forces to defend multiple areas on the city wall and reduce the pressure on the charging tribesmen. "shooting!!"

Arnold's shouts resounded throughout the battlefield. Hundreds of human archers drew their long bows and suppressed the orcs on the city wall with waves of arrow rain. The range of the arrow rain even covered the smashed section of the city. Open gap.

A large number of orcs have gathered there, preparing to resist the charge of the dwarves.

"Children of Durin, charge!!" "Huh~ha~"

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and the steel torrent composed of elite dwarves rushed straight towards the orcs with panic on their faces.

In just one month, the dark forces struggling with humans and dwarves in the Gray Mountains have been cornered and can only hide behind this high wall and tremble.

But now, the high wall has collapsed, and the dwarves' anger is burning above their heads again.

After being baptized by the rain of arrows, the morale of the assembled Orc phalanx had already dropped to the freezing point.

Immediately afterwards, they had to face the charge of the dwarves with great morale. As a result, after only resisting for a moment, these enemies, who were already frightened, scattered like fallen leaves rolled up by the strong wind.

The dwarves chased the screaming and fleeing enemies like a gust of wind, and once again stepped into the Holy Land. The enemies in front of them were either killed, or rolled and crawled into the narrow gaps in the mountains.

Soon, Arnold led the archers across the city wall and assisted the dwarves in chasing down the orcs scattered everywhere.

In the end, most of the enemies died in Gundabad Mountain, except for a very small number of orcs.Using hands and feet, they climbed to the peak and fled towards the Angmar Mountains.

At this point, the Holy Land returned to the embrace of the Durin clan.

Thorin looked at the battlefield that was gradually quieting down, and commanded groups of bighorn sheep carrying heavy loads to enter the holy land. His battle was far from over.

In the tunnels dozens of kilometers south of Gundabad Mountain, the roar of bears echoed in the caves, louder than the sounds of war drums and thunder.

In the roar, three huge black bears were charging rampantly, and no one could stop them. They were full of anger as if they were going to burn out the enemies. With just a slight wave, the giant palms with the sound of wind could slap away several enemies, just like Those orcs were just straw and dead branches.

Alleyn ordered his soldiers to follow closely behind the skin-changer, slaughtering the frightened orcs to their heart's content, while he himself was always staring at the dark cave.

There is a group of beings darker than darkness there. The black robe had already approached Alleyn before, and the two sides passed several extremely dangerous moves. In the end, Alleyn relied on his own loyalty and courage, plus the risk of a raging bear in his hand. The flaming ruby ​​sigil sword drives the enemy back.

The massacre of humans and orcs only lasted a short time. The remaining enemies could no longer withstand such terrible pressure and fled towards the way they came.

Whether it was the skin-changer or Alleyne, they did not choose to let the enemy go, but pursued them all the way, driving the orcs out of the Misty Mountains and into the Eten Wasteland of Eriador.

It wasn't until most of the enemies died before their eyes that they stopped their pursuit, returned to the tunnel again, and then cleaned out the orc camps one after another according to the skin-changer's guidance.

And the black shadow never appeared again.

The area hundreds of kilometers south of the old jungle road is the home of the skin-changers, and it is also the line of defense that Allen has high hopes for.

In recent days, there have always been strange orc teams arriving here, spying on the skin-changers' houses and fences, looking for opportunities to break through the defense lines and attack the caravans walking in the old dense forest.

The spiders that had disappeared for a long time also appeared again, and pieces of sticky and dirty spider webs were everywhere in the forest.

Under Thranduil's instruction, a large number of woodland elves appeared near the skin-changers' homes. Relying on the information sent by the birds, they divided into small teams to ambush, intercept, and snipe these orcs.

No enemy can escape their sharp eyes, and no enemy can escape their infallible arrows.

The commander of Dol Guldur, Holmras, one of the Nine Ringwraiths, sent dozens of scout teams. In the end, no orcs were able to return smoothly. To this day, he still has not obtained any information about his enemies. Any information.

But the order from Mordor forced Holmras to react. At the very least, he had to cut off the old forest road so that the enemy could not see each other, so as to please the master entrenched in Barad-dur.

So, under the dual influence of anger and urgency, Holmras angrily dispatched an army of up to [-] people, together with hundreds of large spiders, approaching the important road of Rovanion.

However, after the large army left Dol Guldur, the elves who had been fighting the orcs disappeared.

The orc commander thought that his huge army had scared off the enemy, and he marched in the forest unscrupulously. After half a month, he successfully arrived near the old dense forest road.

At this moment, the light-footed elves appeared silently on the treetops, aiming their bows and arrows at the enemies at their feet.

A large number of hard-working human warriors shouted "For the King!" and suddenly sprang out from the dense forest and stopped in front of the orcs.

Several huge giant bears moved their thick limbs, cutting off the enemy's retreat. This was obviously an ambush, a large net waiting for the enemy to enter obediently.

Even some elves from the golden forest quietly followed the orcs who were moving forward.

This was not a battle, but a unilateral massacre. More than 2000 orcs died in this ambush, and the large spiders suffered all casualties.

Soon, a painful howl sounded from Dol Guldur, and the sound caused the birds flying nearby to flee far away.

On the running river, which flows continuously even in winter, sails a whole fleet from the north, full of human warriors with resolute faces and wearing helmets.

In fact, this is already the second fleet. As early as half a month ago, Changhu Town and River Valley City dispatched several sailboats full of supplies and soldiers in accordance with the orders of Count Fatis of the Frontier.

The reason for all this is that a group of uninvited guests once again arrived from the east of the Red Water River. According to the news from the enemy, the visitor was none other than Ashur, an old enemy of the Rovanian Kingdom.

It's just that this time the situation was a little strange. Baal, who was originally entrenched in this area, did not respond to Ashur's call. Instead, he moved his carriages and horses, and had several small-scale conflicts with his former commander.

The reason is that Barr's tribe has developed too fast. Last time Allen led his troops to clear out all the nearby Dongyi camps, and all the people were eaten by him. In addition, the deal with Rovanian also made Barr lose control in a short period of time. Win the hearts of the people within a short period of time.

and vital weaponry.

It's not about whether Barr has the ambition to become a leader, but that Ashur is too ruthless in exploiting his subordinates. Now that Barr has the strength, it is naturally impossible for Barr to continue to tolerate such things.

He even sent a messenger to form an alliance with Fatis to jointly resist the sudden arrival of Ashur.

It's just that this kind of thing was too dramatic. Fatis did not trust Barr easily. Just to prevent the other party from jumping over the wall and returning to Ashur's arms, a large number of troops were deployed on the banks of the Red Water River, and huge warships were even more Patrolling the river day and night.

In this way, he expressed his attitude. (End of chapter)