End Of Heavens

End Of Heavens Chapter 386

2019-12-28

Chapter 385 I can't cry

The end of Paths of the Dead, south of the white mountain range, is the territory south of Gondor.

Luo Su crouched on a boulder and looked out towards the plain and coastline in the distance. Behind him, countless undead were lined up.

The gray flags fluttered with the gloomy wind, the undead leader shouted to call the remaining clansman in the mountain within the valley, the cavalry galloped with the lance, and more and more undead gathered here.

A terrifying green fluorescent light shot up into the sky, and everything around was illuminated faintly green, such as...Aragorn.

The undead army easily broke through 20,000 people, but the real battle strength was zero. Luo Su confirmed again and again that they did not suffer physical damage.

The only weapon of the undead is fear. For thousands of years, these old ghosts have been proficient in all kinds of scary tactics. They can pick one out and star in low-cost horror movies.

To put it another way, they have no other ability than to scare people!

"My king, your army is gathered here, waiting for your dispatch after thousands of years." The undead leader turned and fell off his horse and knelt before Aragorn.

Follow the routine, Aragorn should say a few words at this time to boost morale. He himself also prepared the speech in advance, but when it comes to his mouth, there is really nothing to say.

The undead are desperate for death, and they are not afraid of death.

"Go!"

Aragorn raised his hand to block the green light in front of him, and led the undead across the plains towards the coastline.

......

At the same time, the capital of Gondor---Minas Tirith.

This capital of kings built with the help of natural mountains is a miracle work. The pure white walls were hewn from solid rock and towered like a blade on the ground, the Middle-Earth's most powerful fortress against Mordor's armies.

The royal capital is divided into 7th layers, each layer has its own city wall and entrance. As long as there is one soldier and one soldier in the city, even a magnificent army with thousands of men and horses cannot take it down. Solid as a soup.

But there has never been a fortress, a defense system that could not be breached for a long time, not now, nor will there be in the future, and Minas Tirith is no exception.

Put the hope of a country on a line of defense, and the only outcome is that the whole country raises its hands and surrenders!

For example now, the king's capital is surrounded by the half-orc army of Mordor, including the port, all passages are controlled, in the sky and Nazgûl riding the wyvern, the king can't send out a call for help Signal, became a lonely city.

Denethor II was very drunk in the Imperial Palace, and his heart was distressed, because he could not find anyone who understood him, so he could only use wine to drown his sorrows.

His most beloved son, Boromir, is back, safe from Rivendell, and the only fly in the ointment is his most hated wizard Gandalf.

When Denethor took over as the Regent King, he felt that Gandalf, who seemed to be honest and honest, was actually full of filth, which would most likely affect his absolute rule over Gondor.

What he expected was not bad, Gandalf found the Royal Family successor, and Gondor was about to usher in a new king.

But what he didn't expect was that the most optimistic eldest son, Boromir who would succeed Regent King in the future, actually f*ck and Gandalf stood together.

Denethor's whole person is not well, God is pitiful, he is diligent and diligent in governing the country, desperately working like this for years, for what?

It's not for the purpose of laying a solid foundation, passing the throne to Boromir, and letting him become a generation of bright masters and live a rich and fertile life!

Denethor felt that his son should have been ripped off, or he was caught in Gandalf's sorcery, otherwise his IQ would not plummet and drop to a level where there is no cure.

The probability of losing the bag is the greatest. Boromir has gained two laps of weight, and he can't wear the previous armor.

This is not normal. Before Boromir goes to Rivendell, there is still a chain mail in his armor. There is no reason to suddenly gain weight like this.

In addition, the journey from Rivendell to the Rohan Kingdom was a hard and bumpy journey.

Deethor swung back to the left and right, locking himself in the palace, pouring himself a drink while thinking about his thoughts. The wine is not intoxicating and people are self-intoxicating, and it fell under the table in a short while.

Outside the door, three sneaky silhouettes pushed open the door and walked in. Gandalf, who was also a thief, was wearing a white robe, and the other two were Boromir and Faramir.

By the way, these two people are biological brothers, both sons of Denethor.

Boromir supports Gandalf and thinks that Aragorn is the True King, Faramir supports Boromir, and what his Old Brother says is right.

The two sons of the pit father, taking advantage of their positions, transferred the guards loyal to Denethor in the palace and successfully infiltrated this great hall.

Gandalf cautiously picked up Denethor, poured a bottle of potion into his mouth, said with a smile: "The Regent King will wake up in two days, remember to give him some water, otherwise, If he drinks too much, he will wake up early."

Saying this, Gandalf stroked his beard, he is a man of status in the white robe, and when he entered the door, the Regent King did not let anyone give him a gift. The seat, and various frigid irony and scorching satire, starve for two days as a punishment.

Humph, the last person to offend him has become a solitary soul, unbound ghost!

"Gandalf, you won't be seen, will you?" Boromir worried.

"The heartbeat of Regent King doesn't stop, but the frequency is much slower. If you don't check carefully, you won't be found. How to hide it depends on your brother's performance!"

Boromir Wen Yan smiled confidently: "Gandalf, don't worry, I have learned a lot from you...cough cough, Luo Su, especially the ability to talk nonsense with eyes open, even if compared to you...cough cough, It’s a bit worse than Luo Su, but there’s absolutely no problem in fooling the honest people in the palace.”

Faramer immediately cast an admiring look upon hearing this. Become like this awesome!

"Then I'll leave it to you, I'll take the first step..." Gandalf was satisfied with the nodded, and secretly said that Luo Su did not harm people lightly. Boromir was such a good child that he was brought down.

Gandalf left quietly, and everyone in the palace knew that the Regent King didn't like him, and it was easy to arouse suspicion if he stayed.

After Gandalf left, Boromir closed his eyes and three seconds later burst into tears. He turned to Faramir and said, "Younger brother, cry, cry!"

Faramir opened his mouth wide, brewing for a while, and almost laughed out loud: "Brother, I can't cry."

pa!

Boromir slapped over, the latter covering his face Shocked: "Big brother, you hit me?"

Faramer shed tears of grievance. Don't think that you are the son of the Regent King, the second heir to the throne, but he is not loved by Denethor. , coupled with the early death of mother, only Boromir loved him.

And now, his most beloved eldest brother slapped him!

“Ahhh————”

“Yes, that’s it, keep this strength, and it will be over…”

Looking at howling The crying younger brother, Boromir, nods, squeezes his tears, and shouts out the door.

"Come on!!"

"Come on, Regent King is drinking too much, he can't do it!!!"

"Brother, what is that? , people have been transferred by us..."

Boromir: "..."

(end of this chapter)