The riding and chopping simulator of the Lord of the Rings
Chapter 274 Preparation
The cold wind blew over the top of Mount Gundabad, carrying the freshly fallen snowflakes farther away.
winter is here.
It was extremely cold in the north during this season. In just a few days, the gray mountains were covered with hoarfrost, and the surface of the gray water that flowed endlessly all year round was also frozen with a thick layer of hard ice.
In such a harsh environment, everything began to decline. Even the extremely tenacious dwarf bushes began to die, allowing more nutrients to be retained in the roots for prosperous growth next year when the temperature gets warmer.
However, the tough Durin dwarves braved the cold wind and worked passionately outside the Holy Land Palace.
They are not like humans. They can only hide in the house and warm themselves by the fire most of the time. They can only come out to help for a while when it is the warmest time at noon.
The dwarves shouted deafening slogans and lifted large rocks to repair the gaps made by the trebuchets. The dwarf engineers who commanded the tribe looked at the city walls built by the orcs with cold eyes, their eyes filled with contempt.
That is to say, there is not enough time, otherwise he will definitely make suggestions to the king under the mountain, let the garbage in front of him collapse quickly, and then rebuild the fortifications under his own leadership.
Of course, Thorin, who got the news from Gandalf, did know that the dragons did not have much time left for him.
Just yesterday, his wizard friend appeared in an extremely embarrassed manner, with disheveled clothes, a withered face, and a depressed spirit. Even the beloved old Toby could not clear away this decadence.
"The envoy from Mordor has traveled across half of the northern wilderness, and at least visited four evil dragons. Thorin, I don't know how many dragons have agreed to the enemy's invitation. I just hope that you can be prepared to evacuate. Instead of leading your people to die here."
Gandalf is not particularly optimistic about this war. If the dwarves want to resist the evil dragon head-on, even if they are facing a relatively low-level cold dragon, they must pay a huge price. The gap in individual strength is really too big. This cannot be equalized by relying on some machinery.
In his opinion, this is not an inevitable battle. The Durin clan has recovered their lost kingdom. It can be said that they live and work in peace and contentment. Everything is developing in a good direction, and the Order camp is firmly established in the north. A nail was driven in.
There is really no need to break this hard-won peace.
But the stubbornness of the dwarf will never let the old man "disappoint". This is a race with a fiery temperament and tenacity. Even if he guesses, he can guess the result.
"Gandalf, I will not be scared away by the enemy so easily. Today, I can leave the lost holy land. Then tomorrow when the evil dragon attacks Erebor, will I have to leave again with my people? Where to go, return to Erebor again. Red Luin?"
Thorin's eyes were full of stubbornness, mixed with a trace of hatred, and the white breath he exhaled quickly stained his beard with white frost.
The evil dragons caused too much damage to the dwarves. Durin's family lost their home twice because of these hateful reptiles.
Facing Thorin's question, Gandalf took a long drag on his pipe. Even though he was famous for being eloquent and eloquent, he didn't know how to answer this question at this time.
Resistance is always the most important means to fight evil. The enemy will never become kind because of your weakness. Instead, it will intensify and push you to the point of no retreat.
In this case, Thorin's choice was not wrong.
Why not choose to resist while the dwarves still have the ability?
In the end, Gandalf had no choice but to blow out a few smoke rings and look at the weapons on the wall prepared to use against the dragon.
They were extremely large and exaggerated heavy crossbows. He had seen the power of this weapon during the Battle of Gushan.
At that time, when he saw those crossbow bolts spinning in the air like shields, Gandalf was sure that they were used to deal with the elves.
Only the sudden arrival of the orcs allowed the elves and dwarves to temporarily join forces to fight against the same enemy. In the end, the past hatred between the two races was resolved while fighting side by side.
Gandalf was relieved when he learned everything. He didn't want to see the elves and dwarves fighting to the death every day.
But can the weapons originally used to deal with elves really be effective against evil dragons?Gandalf was a little suspicious.
In the old man's scrutinizing gaze, a black dot suddenly crossed the corner of his eye from the southwest.
Gandalf looked intently, and his sharp eyes allowed him to see clearly what was flying in the sky, and his weather-beaten face showed an extremely shocked look.
Soon, the black spots quickly grew in size and landed on the city wall with a thunderous "thud". The guards holding bows and arrows looked at the familiar figure that suddenly appeared with blank faces, not knowing what happened. .
"Ellen?"
Thorin asked in surprise.
Although he was confused, the King under the Mountain did not ask why his friend could fly in the sky.
It can set fire, discharge electricity, and can also use rain to treat the wounded. Now it can suddenly fly. It seems that there is nothing surprising?
No wonder! !
It's really strange not to be surprised, but Thorin is not willing to inquire into the privacy of his friends, such as how Baggins rescued himself and other members of the expedition team in prison.
Why does the sword in Gandalf's hand fly out and come back on its own?
There are too many magical powers in this world, and Thorin neither knows nor wants to ask about them.
What he wants to ensure is that his friends can stand by his side at critical moments.
"it's me."
Allen's voice sounded a little weak. After taking a short rest in the Etten Wasteland, he tried his best to fly rapidly in the air, even leaving the screaming Tucker behind. At this time, he was exhausted.
"How long until those reptiles arrive? By the way, find someone to get me a bowl of hot soup. This weather is really annoying."
The closer to the north, the colder the air becomes, especially at night. Allen suffered a lot flying near Gundabad Mountain, and the energy in his body has been exhausted.
This made the body, which had been considered impervious to cold and heat, experience a cold feeling for the first time in a long time.
This feeling is not pleasant to anyone.
"Quick, quick, let's go to a warm place to stay for a while. This time is enough."
Gandalf pulled Allen towards the tower not far away, where there was a warm fireplace and warm potions. The next conversation needed a suitable place.
The fiery red light illuminated the entire room, and the thick cotton cloth blocked the cold air that made people shiver.
With such a warm environment and a bowl of hot soup with spicy seasonings, Allen's body temperature quickly recovered, but his energy was still a little sluggish.
The conversation between the three people also officially started at this time.
First, Gandalf briefly told what he had seen in the Northern Wasteland.
It was a vast ice field with constant wind and snow and extreme cold. Even the monsters ridden by the Nazgûl could not fly freely there.
In other words, it was precisely because the monster could not fly freely that Gandalf was able to follow the dark shadow and measure half of the northern wasteland with his feet.
Those huge evil dragons with teeth like knives lived in the hills there. He saw the meeting between the two parties with his own eyes.Gandalf did not get too close because he was worried that his trace would be discovered by the enemy, so he could not hear what conditions the black shadow gave.
But the dragon's voice was huge. To demonstrate its power, its thunderous roar was enough to penetrate the whirling wind and snow.
"At least two reptiles are very satisfied with the conditions offered by Mordor. The other two have not given a clear answer. In the worst case, we have to face four huge monsters, and at best we have to have two."
Gandalf's face was serious, indicating that the information he provided was no joke. If the two kings in the north refused to leave, they would be prepared for a big war.
"Maybe I have some ways to deal with those evil dragons."
Allen put down the soup bowl and pulled out Linjil. The dazzling cold light overwhelmed the flames at this moment, and the cold sword blade drew an arc like a meteor.
"This sword?! Allen, my friend, your trip is well worth it."
Even though he didn't know much about swords, Gandalf could still see that Ringir was extraordinary, and he felt a little bit familiar with this sword. In his vague sleep, he seemed to have seen this sword before. sword.
But Gandalf himself wasn't sure whether this feeling was real.
And Thorin, who had done some research on weapons, was already a little obsessed with it. According to the craftsmanship mastered by the Durin dwarves at this time, he would never be able to create such a stunning sword.
However, the eyes of the King under the Mountain quickly returned to clarity. If possible, he would like to study the skills contained in it.
Afterwards, Allen told the story of how he encountered a sea serpent and killed it. Gandalf and Thorin were amazed as they listened.
"It seems that this sword may play a key role in the next battle."
After wandering in Middle-earth for thousands of years, Gandalf was quite familiar with the creatures in various places, and he had also read through many classics.
He had some understanding of creatures like sea snakes. Although the scales on the surface of their bodies were finer, they were still as strong as steel and were not afraid of ordinary weapons.
"You came back very quickly, so there is still some time. Those greedy evil dragons will have to argue for several days even if they are just to distribute benefits. Now, you should have a good rest and then meet your subordinates."
After increasing his bargaining chip against the dragon, Gandalf clearly showed a relaxed look on his face.
"Don't worry yet." Allen nodded to show that he understood, then turned to Thorin and said: "Did you bring mithril powder with you on this trip?"
"No, I just brought some mithril ingots." Thorin shook his head.
"However, there are ready-made furnaces and materials here. Give me a little time and I can make many."
As early as the Second Era, Gundabad Mountain was the centerpiece of the Angmar dynasty. After Azog became the commander of the orcs, he even regarded it as his capital.
Therefore, there is still no shortage of facilities to build weapons and equipment.
"Okay, I need about fifty grams of mithril powder to prepare Ithildin to enchant the ammunition of those heavy crossbows. This can effectively increase their penetration. We should still have plenty of time, so we can The more you prepare, the more you do.”
Allen planned to use the runes engraved on the Noldor sigil arrows to increase the lethality of the heavy crossbow against evil dragons.
If you just rely on ordinary steel arrows, it may be difficult to break through the dragon's defense. Adding enchantment should make it much better.
Whether it was Bard or Allen, they were able to kill Smaug in Lake Town because of their information gap.
Knowing the weakness of the dragon in advance, and then taking advantage of it to kill the dragon quickly, if it takes too long and Smaug notices it, everyone will die that night.
Now, they have to deal with a completely unfamiliar evil dragon. What abilities does it have?Will it be magic?It can be said that he knows nothing.
The only thing that could bring any comfort was that Linjir's sword edge was enough to break the dragon's defense.
But this is not enough. The evil dragon will not stand there and chop you down, so Allen needs some help to attract attention.
Therefore, the higher the damage of those heavy crossbows, the better.
"Okay, I'll give it to you in the evening." Thorin nodded and quickly walked out of the tower.
Allen watched Thorin leave, raised his hand and pulled a warm and comfortable wool blanket from his side, covering himself casually.
After nodding to Gandalf, he fell into a deep sleep with the warmth of the stove.
This sleep didn't end until it got dark. Allen opened his eyes and woke up to smell the aroma of hot soup, while Alleyn had been waiting in this tower for a long time.
"Sir, please wash your face before eating." Seeing Allen wake up, Allen quickly brought the toiletries.
"I heard Tucker say that you want to see me for something?" Allen asked casually after washing up.
"Yes, my lord!"
What Elaine wanted to report was about the Ringwraiths. This is how Gandalf described the black shadow.
After they defeated that group of enemies, there were still Orc troops who wanted to support Gundabad Mountain. Although they were stopped one by one, there were no Ringwraiths inside.
When Aileen was chasing the enemy, he clearly saw the black shadow leading the defeated army to hide in the Etten Wasteland. According to common sense, the opponent should summon troops to continue supporting from other directions.
But no, the black shadow only appeared once, and there was no trace again.
"He wasn't sent to deal with Aragorn, was he?"
Allen, who was drinking soup, had some thoughts in his mind.
In the first period of time, he had just encountered the newly built village of the Northern Ranger. Maybe this kind of thing had already spread to Mordor.
After all, there are plenty of ugly-looking humans living in Bree who are sources for the dark world.
Sauron would not watch the resurrection of the Kingdom of Arnor, he would rather nip this flame in the bud.
If you think about it this way, there seems to be a reasonable explanation for the army that went to Dol Guldur at great expense, and the Nazgul who disappeared in the Wasteland of Etten.
Of course, Allen can't watch Sauron act recklessly, but his top priority now is to deal with the affairs of Gundabad Mountain.
"Well, I understand." (End of chapter)
winter is here.
It was extremely cold in the north during this season. In just a few days, the gray mountains were covered with hoarfrost, and the surface of the gray water that flowed endlessly all year round was also frozen with a thick layer of hard ice.
In such a harsh environment, everything began to decline. Even the extremely tenacious dwarf bushes began to die, allowing more nutrients to be retained in the roots for prosperous growth next year when the temperature gets warmer.
However, the tough Durin dwarves braved the cold wind and worked passionately outside the Holy Land Palace.
They are not like humans. They can only hide in the house and warm themselves by the fire most of the time. They can only come out to help for a while when it is the warmest time at noon.
The dwarves shouted deafening slogans and lifted large rocks to repair the gaps made by the trebuchets. The dwarf engineers who commanded the tribe looked at the city walls built by the orcs with cold eyes, their eyes filled with contempt.
That is to say, there is not enough time, otherwise he will definitely make suggestions to the king under the mountain, let the garbage in front of him collapse quickly, and then rebuild the fortifications under his own leadership.
Of course, Thorin, who got the news from Gandalf, did know that the dragons did not have much time left for him.
Just yesterday, his wizard friend appeared in an extremely embarrassed manner, with disheveled clothes, a withered face, and a depressed spirit. Even the beloved old Toby could not clear away this decadence.
"The envoy from Mordor has traveled across half of the northern wilderness, and at least visited four evil dragons. Thorin, I don't know how many dragons have agreed to the enemy's invitation. I just hope that you can be prepared to evacuate. Instead of leading your people to die here."
Gandalf is not particularly optimistic about this war. If the dwarves want to resist the evil dragon head-on, even if they are facing a relatively low-level cold dragon, they must pay a huge price. The gap in individual strength is really too big. This cannot be equalized by relying on some machinery.
In his opinion, this is not an inevitable battle. The Durin clan has recovered their lost kingdom. It can be said that they live and work in peace and contentment. Everything is developing in a good direction, and the Order camp is firmly established in the north. A nail was driven in.
There is really no need to break this hard-won peace.
But the stubbornness of the dwarf will never let the old man "disappoint". This is a race with a fiery temperament and tenacity. Even if he guesses, he can guess the result.
"Gandalf, I will not be scared away by the enemy so easily. Today, I can leave the lost holy land. Then tomorrow when the evil dragon attacks Erebor, will I have to leave again with my people? Where to go, return to Erebor again. Red Luin?"
Thorin's eyes were full of stubbornness, mixed with a trace of hatred, and the white breath he exhaled quickly stained his beard with white frost.
The evil dragons caused too much damage to the dwarves. Durin's family lost their home twice because of these hateful reptiles.
Facing Thorin's question, Gandalf took a long drag on his pipe. Even though he was famous for being eloquent and eloquent, he didn't know how to answer this question at this time.
Resistance is always the most important means to fight evil. The enemy will never become kind because of your weakness. Instead, it will intensify and push you to the point of no retreat.
In this case, Thorin's choice was not wrong.
Why not choose to resist while the dwarves still have the ability?
In the end, Gandalf had no choice but to blow out a few smoke rings and look at the weapons on the wall prepared to use against the dragon.
They were extremely large and exaggerated heavy crossbows. He had seen the power of this weapon during the Battle of Gushan.
At that time, when he saw those crossbow bolts spinning in the air like shields, Gandalf was sure that they were used to deal with the elves.
Only the sudden arrival of the orcs allowed the elves and dwarves to temporarily join forces to fight against the same enemy. In the end, the past hatred between the two races was resolved while fighting side by side.
Gandalf was relieved when he learned everything. He didn't want to see the elves and dwarves fighting to the death every day.
But can the weapons originally used to deal with elves really be effective against evil dragons?Gandalf was a little suspicious.
In the old man's scrutinizing gaze, a black dot suddenly crossed the corner of his eye from the southwest.
Gandalf looked intently, and his sharp eyes allowed him to see clearly what was flying in the sky, and his weather-beaten face showed an extremely shocked look.
Soon, the black spots quickly grew in size and landed on the city wall with a thunderous "thud". The guards holding bows and arrows looked at the familiar figure that suddenly appeared with blank faces, not knowing what happened. .
"Ellen?"
Thorin asked in surprise.
Although he was confused, the King under the Mountain did not ask why his friend could fly in the sky.
It can set fire, discharge electricity, and can also use rain to treat the wounded. Now it can suddenly fly. It seems that there is nothing surprising?
No wonder! !
It's really strange not to be surprised, but Thorin is not willing to inquire into the privacy of his friends, such as how Baggins rescued himself and other members of the expedition team in prison.
Why does the sword in Gandalf's hand fly out and come back on its own?
There are too many magical powers in this world, and Thorin neither knows nor wants to ask about them.
What he wants to ensure is that his friends can stand by his side at critical moments.
"it's me."
Allen's voice sounded a little weak. After taking a short rest in the Etten Wasteland, he tried his best to fly rapidly in the air, even leaving the screaming Tucker behind. At this time, he was exhausted.
"How long until those reptiles arrive? By the way, find someone to get me a bowl of hot soup. This weather is really annoying."
The closer to the north, the colder the air becomes, especially at night. Allen suffered a lot flying near Gundabad Mountain, and the energy in his body has been exhausted.
This made the body, which had been considered impervious to cold and heat, experience a cold feeling for the first time in a long time.
This feeling is not pleasant to anyone.
"Quick, quick, let's go to a warm place to stay for a while. This time is enough."
Gandalf pulled Allen towards the tower not far away, where there was a warm fireplace and warm potions. The next conversation needed a suitable place.
The fiery red light illuminated the entire room, and the thick cotton cloth blocked the cold air that made people shiver.
With such a warm environment and a bowl of hot soup with spicy seasonings, Allen's body temperature quickly recovered, but his energy was still a little sluggish.
The conversation between the three people also officially started at this time.
First, Gandalf briefly told what he had seen in the Northern Wasteland.
It was a vast ice field with constant wind and snow and extreme cold. Even the monsters ridden by the Nazgûl could not fly freely there.
In other words, it was precisely because the monster could not fly freely that Gandalf was able to follow the dark shadow and measure half of the northern wasteland with his feet.
Those huge evil dragons with teeth like knives lived in the hills there. He saw the meeting between the two parties with his own eyes.Gandalf did not get too close because he was worried that his trace would be discovered by the enemy, so he could not hear what conditions the black shadow gave.
But the dragon's voice was huge. To demonstrate its power, its thunderous roar was enough to penetrate the whirling wind and snow.
"At least two reptiles are very satisfied with the conditions offered by Mordor. The other two have not given a clear answer. In the worst case, we have to face four huge monsters, and at best we have to have two."
Gandalf's face was serious, indicating that the information he provided was no joke. If the two kings in the north refused to leave, they would be prepared for a big war.
"Maybe I have some ways to deal with those evil dragons."
Allen put down the soup bowl and pulled out Linjil. The dazzling cold light overwhelmed the flames at this moment, and the cold sword blade drew an arc like a meteor.
"This sword?! Allen, my friend, your trip is well worth it."
Even though he didn't know much about swords, Gandalf could still see that Ringir was extraordinary, and he felt a little bit familiar with this sword. In his vague sleep, he seemed to have seen this sword before. sword.
But Gandalf himself wasn't sure whether this feeling was real.
And Thorin, who had done some research on weapons, was already a little obsessed with it. According to the craftsmanship mastered by the Durin dwarves at this time, he would never be able to create such a stunning sword.
However, the eyes of the King under the Mountain quickly returned to clarity. If possible, he would like to study the skills contained in it.
Afterwards, Allen told the story of how he encountered a sea serpent and killed it. Gandalf and Thorin were amazed as they listened.
"It seems that this sword may play a key role in the next battle."
After wandering in Middle-earth for thousands of years, Gandalf was quite familiar with the creatures in various places, and he had also read through many classics.
He had some understanding of creatures like sea snakes. Although the scales on the surface of their bodies were finer, they were still as strong as steel and were not afraid of ordinary weapons.
"You came back very quickly, so there is still some time. Those greedy evil dragons will have to argue for several days even if they are just to distribute benefits. Now, you should have a good rest and then meet your subordinates."
After increasing his bargaining chip against the dragon, Gandalf clearly showed a relaxed look on his face.
"Don't worry yet." Allen nodded to show that he understood, then turned to Thorin and said: "Did you bring mithril powder with you on this trip?"
"No, I just brought some mithril ingots." Thorin shook his head.
"However, there are ready-made furnaces and materials here. Give me a little time and I can make many."
As early as the Second Era, Gundabad Mountain was the centerpiece of the Angmar dynasty. After Azog became the commander of the orcs, he even regarded it as his capital.
Therefore, there is still no shortage of facilities to build weapons and equipment.
"Okay, I need about fifty grams of mithril powder to prepare Ithildin to enchant the ammunition of those heavy crossbows. This can effectively increase their penetration. We should still have plenty of time, so we can The more you prepare, the more you do.”
Allen planned to use the runes engraved on the Noldor sigil arrows to increase the lethality of the heavy crossbow against evil dragons.
If you just rely on ordinary steel arrows, it may be difficult to break through the dragon's defense. Adding enchantment should make it much better.
Whether it was Bard or Allen, they were able to kill Smaug in Lake Town because of their information gap.
Knowing the weakness of the dragon in advance, and then taking advantage of it to kill the dragon quickly, if it takes too long and Smaug notices it, everyone will die that night.
Now, they have to deal with a completely unfamiliar evil dragon. What abilities does it have?Will it be magic?It can be said that he knows nothing.
The only thing that could bring any comfort was that Linjir's sword edge was enough to break the dragon's defense.
But this is not enough. The evil dragon will not stand there and chop you down, so Allen needs some help to attract attention.
Therefore, the higher the damage of those heavy crossbows, the better.
"Okay, I'll give it to you in the evening." Thorin nodded and quickly walked out of the tower.
Allen watched Thorin leave, raised his hand and pulled a warm and comfortable wool blanket from his side, covering himself casually.
After nodding to Gandalf, he fell into a deep sleep with the warmth of the stove.
This sleep didn't end until it got dark. Allen opened his eyes and woke up to smell the aroma of hot soup, while Alleyn had been waiting in this tower for a long time.
"Sir, please wash your face before eating." Seeing Allen wake up, Allen quickly brought the toiletries.
"I heard Tucker say that you want to see me for something?" Allen asked casually after washing up.
"Yes, my lord!"
What Elaine wanted to report was about the Ringwraiths. This is how Gandalf described the black shadow.
After they defeated that group of enemies, there were still Orc troops who wanted to support Gundabad Mountain. Although they were stopped one by one, there were no Ringwraiths inside.
When Aileen was chasing the enemy, he clearly saw the black shadow leading the defeated army to hide in the Etten Wasteland. According to common sense, the opponent should summon troops to continue supporting from other directions.
But no, the black shadow only appeared once, and there was no trace again.
"He wasn't sent to deal with Aragorn, was he?"
Allen, who was drinking soup, had some thoughts in his mind.
In the first period of time, he had just encountered the newly built village of the Northern Ranger. Maybe this kind of thing had already spread to Mordor.
After all, there are plenty of ugly-looking humans living in Bree who are sources for the dark world.
Sauron would not watch the resurrection of the Kingdom of Arnor, he would rather nip this flame in the bud.
If you think about it this way, there seems to be a reasonable explanation for the army that went to Dol Guldur at great expense, and the Nazgul who disappeared in the Wasteland of Etten.
Of course, Allen can't watch Sauron act recklessly, but his top priority now is to deal with the affairs of Gundabad Mountain.
"Well, I understand." (End of chapter)
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