Start with the Eye of Sauron

Rivendell
The meeting lasted for a day, and all races expressed their views. Although everyone had received the news of the orcs coming out of the mountain, there were very few who were willing to be the first to stand up against the enemy.

"Gondor stands upright near Modo, and a large number of half-orcs come out of the mountain. We will naturally bear the brunt. You all sit idly by, do you want my human race to bear everything for it?"

Because of the geographical location, every time the half-orcs start rushing towards Middle-earth, Gondor is the first place where the half-orcs focus their fire.Today, the abandoned wasteland in the south of Gondor has been invaded by orcs, and Boromir is naturally aware of it.

"The elves have an ancient covenant with the human race. If the half-orcs really attack Gondor, we will not sit idly by."

Elrond added something next to him, calming down Boromir's restless heart a bit. He nodded, looked at the dwarf beside him, and stopped talking.

It seems that he feels that he is not doing anything now, which is a bit embarrassing, but Sorin, who came to the meeting, has been told by his grandfather.

"The dwarves will not send troops to other places anyway, the dwarves will only guard their homeland."

After getting the heart of the mountain, the dwarves became more and more prosperous, and his grandfather Thor took the position of dwarf king firmly.Erebor's palace possesses endless wealth, and under the mountain, there is still unknown how much gold is buried.

"You really don't plan to send troops to help, are the dwarves so afraid of war now?"

Looking at Thorin who hesitated in front of him, a handsome elf man spoke.

The elves are all very good-looking, and this elf man is notoriously handsome, and he is the only land grass on the Middle-earth continent.

"Legolas, it's meaningless for you to say that, who said that my dwarves are afraid of war!"

Thorin responded unceremoniously to the elf who looked down on him. The dwarves and the elves have been feuding for a long time. Although they will not fight, a few words of ridicule will always happen.

"Even if my grandfather doesn't send troops in the end, I will go to the battlefield and help clear the group of half-orcs."

"Don't you care about the residents on the wasteland? After hearing you discuss so much, it seems that you are still speaking for your own interests."

"Destroyer, what do you think, Gondor will immediately face the wrath of Mordo, isn't that enough?"

"It is the people in the wasteland who are facing the wrath at this moment, not Gondor."

Looking at the man who talked back to him, Boromir was furious.

"Aragorn, son of Arathorn."

Gandalf stood up cheerfully and discussed a lot. No one was willing to help the civilians in the abandoned area in southern Gondor, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"In the abandoned area in the south of Gondor, there are only refugees wandering around. If you go there to rescue them, it's better to open the gate of the country and bring them all into the country."

Boromir was unmoved. He has always been unimpressed with these so-called refugees. After crossing the Poros River, the refugees still have some enmity with Gondor.

"The refugees in southern Gondor have developed into four small countries. The population of those small countries is not small. Now, they are going to face the slaughter of half-orcs."

Gandalf added a sentence, hoping to bring everyone a little vigilance.

"Sauron's energy is constantly growing, and the orc army will eventually grow stronger. If we can't attack Sauron head-on, Sauron's energy will slowly destroy the entire Middle Earth."

"The active volcano in the east has become more and more active, and the giant eye has appeared. When the giant eye starts to look around the earth, our end is coming."

"Gandalf, are you saying that we must send soldiers directly to the south of Gondor to resist the orcs?"

Elrond felt that Gandalf's words were enough to attract attention, and at this moment, Saruman also stood up.

"Modo has not yet become popular, but my point of view is the same as that of Gandalf. It is better to act first. At least, we should test the enemy's reality."

"I will set off first with Gandalf, to the south of Gondor, and kill the Demon Lord in his infancy."

"I'll go too."

Aragorn stood up immediately.

"Let me go, the dwarves will not sit idly by."

Sorin also stood up. He was indeed not satisfied with his grandfather's decision.

Legolas also stood up without hesitation.

"Let the five of us go first, this endless meeting should be over."

As the five of Gandalf left, Elrond looked at Boromir.

"How did you decide in the end?"

"I'll go back and tell my father to send troops to help."

Boromir turned around and quickly left. Elrond dismissed the meeting and began to gather the elves' army and assemble them. . .

With a violent crash, the wooden city gate was smashed through, and all the orcs burst into high spirits, and rushed into the city quickly.

"Hold the gate and shoot those damn orcs!"

Wood shouted, and all the soldiers had joined the battle at this moment, regardless of the casualties, King Wood picked up his sword and killed the orcs who came in front of him.

The half-orcs and the human races on the top of the city wall each accounted for half. Soros began to use small magic continuously, throwing all the half-orcs who came before him, and fell hard to the bottom of the city gate.

"This city is about to be broken again, let's retreat first."

Adele followed Soros, she danced the long sword very gracefully.

"It's really hopeless to fight against these monsters without sleep."

Soros looked at King Wood's flushed face, and knew that the latter had made up his mind to die with the city. After killing until now, there were only a few broken cities on the border. Wood's eyes were red, and he almost wanted to put his own The neck was directly under the orc's knife.

"Okay, let's withdraw first, and save King Wood by the way, he still has the last hope."

Soros nodded to the soldiers beside him, and Wood was held up by the two soldiers and dragged back.

"Don't take me away, I want to die with this group of damn things!"

Wood roared loudly, the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and all the orcs in front of him were killed by the guards beside him.

"King Wood, retreat to the border, we are not without any hope."

Soros rushed forward, killed a group of orcs who were chasing, and returned to Wood. The rear gate opened, and a group of people began to kill the orcs who were gathered together, and rushed to the border. . .