Start with the Eye of Sauron

The words from the sky hit the hearts of all living beings like thunder, no matter what race or identity they were, everyone silently put down their weapons and looked at the person standing still in midair with huge wings stretching out from behind .

Looking down at the creatures below like a demigod, Soros paused in the air for a while, and spoke slowly.

"All defenders, retreat inside the city walls."

Hearing Soros' order, the orcs, orcs, and dwarves entered the city, and those on the city wall walked slowly into the city.

Saruman stared at the figure in mid-air with a look of frenzy, his face twitched constantly, the expression on his face was extremely excited.

No coalition forces raised their weapons to kill the enemy. Smaug and the Balrog turned around and rushed towards Modo. They had completed their mission, and the rest had nothing to do with them.

"Humans and elves, retreat to the back of the Poros River first."

Eyes wide open, looking at Soros who was giving orders at will in the sky, Thranduil's fingernails pierced his palm, and he was extremely angry now.

Looking at the coalition forces below, Soros slightly raised his voice.

"I don't want to say it a second time!"

The coalition troops shivered and climbed down from the city wall. The defenders behind did not intend to stop them at all. Under Soros' order, they didn't even raise their weapons to point at the enemy.

It took about ten minutes, and the coalition forces retreated to the back of the Poros River unharmed. Everyone quietly looked at the figure in the sky, waiting for him to give orders again.

"Aragorn, what did you just do!"

Seeing the restless Aragorn retreating with him, Elrond rode beside him and yanked him hard.

"I might have made a wrong decision."

Aragorn turned around, bowed his head and said something, then turned around again, Elrond sighed heavily, and Thranduil was furious.

"Asshole! Asshole! All of us will be killed by you!"

After the coalition forces formed their own formations, Soros slowly descended from the sky and walked behind the city wall.

"Take out some supplies, give some to each of them, and let them have some rations to eat on the way back to the march."

Soros' order made everyone a little puzzled, but the defenders still went to the treasury in the town on the wasteland.

"Your Majesty, we will say goodbye to you first, and we will meet later."

Sorin with disheveled hair came over. He had a deep wound on his hand and a few bruises on his face.

Soros patted him on the shoulder lightly and said, "Thank you for your hard work, and the Angor Kingdom will remember this kindness."

"It is our honor to help you solve the matter, Your Majesty."

Sorin pressed his chest, bent down to Soros, led the remaining dwarves to reorganize the army, took the marching food Soros gave them, and headed for the lonely mountain.

Looking at the wooden carts carrying supplies rolled out of the city, the coalition army was a little confused. How could the person who had just turned back to him bring food to him in the blink of an eye.

"Take your army and go back to Gondor. After I finish taking care of the elves, I will come to you."

Soros came to Aragorn and said a few words to him softly. Aragorn nodded, commanded the army behind, and began to retreat.

"We elves don't eat these things."

Looking at Soros who came to him on the awesome horse that had just been rescued, Haldir said with a straight face.

"You should still have elf cakes on you. It doesn't matter whether you take these things or not. Now the army behind me will go with you."

Soros came before the three elf kings and reined in the reins.

"And, I will go with you."

Hearing these words of Soros, the boulder in Legolas' heart fell to the ground, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and stopped Soros who was still about to speak.

"We all listen to you."

Looking at Legolas expressionlessly, Soros clapped his hands. A large number of wolf cavalry rushed out of the city wall, and [-] well-equipped orcs stepped out of the city wall neatly.

"What does it mean?"

Elrond suppressed the anger in his heart, and twisted the rein with his fingers.

"As long as you are obedient and obedient, I won't do anything. You have to bear the consequences of what you do yourself. Such a big man must be thousands of years old."

Soros mercilessly made things difficult for the large group of elves in front of him. They all looked at Soros resentfully, but they didn't dare to say anything.

"Next, you will be escorted to Shun Bay like prisoners, and then sent directly back to your happy hometown."

"It would be nice to leave quietly at first, you have to do something with me."

"We're going back to Rivendell to pack our things, and then we're heading west."

Elrond couldn't bear the anger in his heart, so he slapped Soros.

Unexpectedly, Soros nodded in agreement directly.

"You can bring whatever you should bring. We will watch you all the way. The whole journey can take a little longer, but don't waste your time trying to fool me."

Hearing this, the elves looked at each other in blank dismay, and after a while, their hearts were silently relieved.

It is already very good to be able to get such a result by actively provoking disputes.

In the distance, Gandalf riding a white horse, holding a staff, stands quietly at the foot of the mountain, watching the army in the distance.

Soros' strong orc army began to line up, surrounding the elves. Soros followed the three elf leaders and stood in front.

"Soros, the wish in your heart is about to come true. You have to think carefully about how to deal with the last thing."

Gandalf rubbed his eyebrows, and behind him, a wizard in white robes also riding a white horse came to him.

"My old friend, today is truly a day to remember."

"Yeah, today is indeed a very special day."

Listening to Saruman's words, Gandalf stretched his waist. What happened today is enough to be recorded in the annals of history.

"So, my old friend, have you thought about that crucial question? Do you serve Soros or Sauron?"

Seeing Gandalf with a warm smile in front of him, Saruman stroked his long white beard and smiled.

"No one can stop the temptation of the Lord of the Rings, and no one can stop the power of the Lord of the Rings."

This answer gave Gandalf a chill.

This old friend of mine will soon be on a road of no return. . .