Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth

On the battlefield of Riverside Castle.

When Levi returned with thousands of cavalrymen, the Ringwraiths were also killed, and everything had become a foregone conclusion, with no possibility of a comeback.

At sunrise, all the Orcs had been wiped out, leaving only the soldiers cleaning the battlefield.

"Hurry, hurry, carry the wounded back!"

"Give the serious ones potions first."

"Don't give up, the one with a broken waist over there is not dead yet, connect him and give him potions!"

"Hold on!"

The land after the war is always scarred.

In terms of the number of wounded, the defenders of Riverside Castle and the cavalry who came to support later suffered heavy losses.

For some reason, everyone was ready to fight to the death, and when the war was over, almost everyone was injured, and they were not light.

This led to the fact that the blood shed by the Riverside Castle was almost no less than that of the orcs.

"Instructor, I. I."

When the light of dawn came, a soldier fell to the ground, holding his waist, with a little red at the corner of his mouth, and his tears also flowed out.

The scarlet liquid and crystal tears shone brightly under the sunset glow.

"What's wrong with you?"

A vagrant half-knelt on the ground, holding the soldier's head, a little flustered.

"Child, keep breathing, don't move, don't pull the wound, I taught you"

"No, instructor, I have to say it now, otherwise I'm afraid it will be too late in a while."

The soldier held the vagrant's arm tightly, his eyes full of reluctance, he trembled his lips, and said word by word:

"The healing potion is so delicious!"

The vagrant's face froze, and he peeled off his armor on the spot, only to see that the wound underneath had already healed.

"Get out!"

The soldier was thrown to the ground.

After a while, perhaps because he was angry, the vagrant went back and kicked him hard on the butt, kicking him so hard that he screamed and jumped up directly.

To be able to make the almost 200-year-old vagrant so angry, it can be seen that these soldiers have learned something from Levi.

Yes, the soldiers of Riverside Castle suffered heavy losses.

But the wounds are wounded, but they are not dead.

Looks fragile, easily injured, but very tenacious.

Huh——

The eagle took off, carrying a man in black armor.

Levi left with the eagle.

So the mess on the battlefield was handed over to the commanders and a wizard here.

"Since he's gone, there's no need to worry about the situation over there."

Gandalf pulled Balin's attention back with a sentence and said, "Our journey will continue, and now there's something new to tell Bilbo."

"Agreed."

Balin sat down, with blood on his gray beard.

Some of it was from the Orcs, and some was from his own.

In addition to being stained with a lot of blood...

Balin touched his beard and suddenly found that there seemed to be a corner missing on the right side.

There was a neat piece that was a little prickly.

"No, no..."

He shook his head quickly, searching frantically in his mind when this happened.

The Ringwraith.

It was that Ringwraith. He didn't grasp the distance to swing the sword when dealing with the dwarves, and almost cut his neck.

The only thing missing was the beard.

Balin closed his eyes in pain.

"Don't worry, old man, it will grow out."

Gandalf comforted him.

"That's fine for young men over a hundred years old, but it's very slow for me to grow a beard at my age, Gandalf."

Balin shook his head.

Gandalf glanced at him and could only shrug.

Who can say for sure about this matter?

He stroked his gray beard, which was quite stylish in the eyes of the dwarves.

'Anyway, it's not me who has my beard shaved. '

Glorfindel took the Rivendell Cavalry back.

Levi took the eagle's ride and quickly returned to the roadside fort. As soon as he landed, he walked into the Hell Gate and headed towards the Valley City.

Whoosh——

On the walls of the Valley City, the dwarves operated the heavy crossbows to pour down firepower, repelling the armored Ologs one by one to the back.

Yes, repel.

Their armor is comparable to Levi's without enchantment in diamond suits, plus the natural resistance brought by their huge size, even heavy crossbows need to focus fire to cause effective damage.

This is more valuable than iron golems.

But speaking of iron golems... there are thousands of them inside the city wall, which is the last line of defense and garrison of the city.

They will make the enemy feel what despair is.

"How is the situation?" A voice asked beside him.

Thorin subconsciously replied: "Very good, we can hold on, and their siege towers can't get close at all."

"Huh?"

He turned his head and saw that there was an extra person behind him.

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"Levi, when did you come?"

"Just arrived, I heard that there is also a war here."

"Okay."

Thorin accepted it.

The speed is a bit weird, but not too outrageous.

"What's the situation over there?"

"Very peaceful, just as peaceful as here, we didn't even suffer any losses."

"Strange."

Thorin looked at the almost one-sided situation below, somewhat puzzled.

"I find it strange, too." Levi didn't rush down to fight, but watched from the wall.

"At first I thought this was a feint to the east and attack to the west."

"Shouldn't it be a feint to attack the east?"

The west of the Misty Mountains was attacked first, and then the east.

"Don't worry about these details. We should understand the hidden meaning of words rather than the surface."

"Okay, okay." Thorin replied and continued to remain silent, leaving the conversation to Levi.

"At first, when I received the news, I did think that the Riverside Castle was under a feint attack, and this side was their main goal."

"But after seeing those people, my mind changed."

"What do you think now?"

"I don't know."

Levi shook his head.

"I can't guess what he is going to do. If I have to say it, it can only be a 'test', and it is an extremely stupid test."

"It is too unwise to waste so many troops in vain, and it does not match my understanding of Sauron."

The total number of troops attacking the Valley City is less than half of that of the Riverside Castle.

Most of them are Uruks, and the style of their equipment looks familiar, like those withdrawn from the gates of Gondor.

The remaining few are human warriors of the Dongyi, who don't look special.

This composition is too strange.

"I think it's strange too."

"The attack has been launched for a long time, but our people have not been damaged at all. Instead, they have been consumed. If these are the only means they have, it doesn't matter if you don't come back."

"Are these two places ours, and are there other places that are the 'east' they really want to attack?"

Thorin began to use the words he had just learned from Levi.

"I don't know. I asked the eagles. In addition to Riverside Castle and River Valley City, they also sent an army to Long Lake Town, but that army was stopped by the elves. Now the elves are fighting with the sailors of Long Lake Town."

"Except for these places, there are no other places."

"Is that so."

Thorin understood.

"I thought those elves didn't move."

"Give more trust to allies. I believe in them, just as I believe in you."

"Okay."

Thorin lowered his head, as if he was reflecting on something.

Recently, the reputation of the elves in the tribe has actually improved slightly, and he is almost there.

"It's time to end it."

Levi drew his sword and walked to the city gate.

Then the city gate opened wide.

When the city gate opened, the Uruks' eyes flashed with excitement.

And when the people inside walked out, the excitement in their eyes turned into fear.