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The news of the defeat on the battlefield caused panic throughout Minas Tirith.The eyes of the civilians were terrified, and they surrounded the group of remnants from Osgilias in anxiety, whispering.

Faramir didn't care about arranging his men, and together with Gandalf, he met the regent.

"Why did you come back? Since the city you stood on has fallen, why do you come back? Since you have got Isildur's nemesis and you have left it to ignorant hobbits, you should take it to the castle, take it Give it to me, hidden in the dark and deep cellar... Your brother will bring it to me, he will hold Osgenias for me, he is not like you, he will remember his father's request, not like you ,Bring this group of three religions and nine streams to come to seize my position! I tell you, I rule Gondor! I am the king of Gondor! I know who you found, the descendant of Isildur! Tell You, you don't want to take my throne!"

"You hope... that I was the one who died in battle, not my brother?" Faramir asked somewhat awkwardly.

"..." Hearing the question, the regent was silent for a long time, and finally said like a curse, "Of course I hope."

Wen Xin raised her hand and rubbed the center of her brows. She has been in a bad mood recently, and hearing these things made her feel even worse.

"Why are you still standing here?" Seeing that Faramir remained silent, the regent continued to scold, "Shouldn't you bring your defeated army back to Osgilias now to save your honor?"

"I..." Faramir was about to say something, but Wen Xin's actions made him dumbfounded.In the blink of an eye, Wen Xin appeared behind the regent, and brought down the regent with a sharp hand knife, showing no respect to the king at all.

"What are you doing?!" Faramir was startled, and immediately stepped forward to check on his father.The guards of the palace were also attracted by the movement here, and pointed their blades at Wen Xin.

"Tell him to shut up." Wen Xin said coldly, "Don't worry, you're still angry."

"Why is that?" Faramir carefully helped his father onto the chair.

"Extreme times, extreme means. Lock him in the cellar, and don't let him out until the war is over." Wen Xin walked up to Faramir, and lightly tossed Faramir, a hundred and twenty catties, into the middle of the guards. "You should now take over all the affairs of your befuddled father, organize your people for defense, and be ready to resist the attack of Mordor at any time. If you still have time, you'd better gather all the supplies and start the unified rationing now. If the war does not go well, we are likely to enter a protracted war."

"Oh..." Faramir was taken aback by Wen Xin's words.

"She is right. We must prepare immediately. Mordor does not have much time left for us." Gandalf said immediately, "Don't worry, I will take good care of the regent."

Faramir looked at Gandalf and left the palace with a group of bewildered guards.

"It's really rude for a king to do this." After Faramir left, Gandalf said to Wenxin, "It may make things worse."

"Then what should we do? Listen to his nonsense, and then ruin morale and give orders?" Wen Xin said with a cold smile.

"Aglaia, you are full of hatred, like the roaring volcano of doom, it will burn you." Gandalf warned.

"Shouldn't I be angry?" Wen Xin turned her head and looked at Gandalf with a smile. It was the beautiful face of the Nemesis.

"My dear child, time heals wounds..." Gandalf tried to persuade.

"Time?" Wen Xin said half-sarcastically, "Time has no effect except to increase my anger. Except for blood, nothing can quench my anger. Now, the time for talking is over, and they are here."

Gandalf followed Wen Xin's line of sight, and saw a group of orcs lined up to march towards Minas Tirith. The number was not at the same level as the Battle of Helm's Deep.

"We must light the beacon at once... Pippin! Go and light the beacon!" Gandalf was like a white whirlwind, shuttling through Minas Tirith.

Arrow towers, siege vehicles, trebuchets... The army of Mordor has brought a lot of siege weapons, and Gondor's defense looks quite weak at this moment.The siege battle was going on fiercely and methodically.Wen Xin had to admit that the general of Mordor knew the art of war better than all the people here.The Legion of Mordor launched an attack on Minas Tirith in an echelon with superior numbers, leaving no chance for the people of Gondor to breathe.

"I need your help." Faramir appeared in front of Wen Xin covered in blood,

"Now, you are the leader." Wen Xin glanced at him and said.She only knows some theoretical things, so it's better not to think about actually commanding large-scale operations.

"I need you to deal with the catapult and the arrow tower," said Faramir. "Gandalf said that I can ask you for help when I encounter difficulties..."

Speaking of Gandalf... Wen Xin took a look at the chaotic city, and the white-robed saint looked unscientific.When did the mage's hand-to-hand combat become so exquisite?This is how embarrassing the knight...

"I see. Ten minutes." Wen Xin said.Since wizards are so tough, knights shouldn't look too useless.Wen Xin greeted Ah Da, and broke into the enemy's large army just like that.

Ah Da uttered a cry, carrying Wen Xin to a dive.

Wen Xin brandished a flaming long sword, and tiny flames fell down, causing unimaginable damage to the wooden structure of the siege weapon.The speed of the siege slowed down.

"It has no effect, it's just delaying time..." Leier stood at the back of the army, playing with a chess piece in his hand.With a huge advantage in troops, Rael hardly needs to think about anything.

"My lord." An ugly half-orc rushed into Leyle's place, "Hobbits, we have captured Hobbits! You said that we will notify you as soon as we see them... "

"Good job..." Rael got up, "I remember we still have some human captives, you can go and get one as a reward."

"Thank you, thank you, honorable lord..." The half-orc's pale yellow saliva seemed to flow out of his open mouth, and he didn't expect it to get a delicious meal just by passing a message , this lord is really generous!When the orc raised his head to express his thanks again, Regulus was nowhere to be seen.

Regulus had Apparated back to Mordor by this time.

"Are you the Hobbits?" Regulus sat leaning against the soft chair, the emblem of the silver snake swam on his chest.He looked down at the two tired hobbits and asked with a smile on his face.

Sam and Frodo stood restlessly among the thick hide rugs, watching Regulus warily.This is a room completely different from other places in Mordor. There are beautiful and exquisite works of art piled here, without towering steel and rocks, as if they are standing in Rivendell instead of Mordor.

"If you don't mind, you can sit on the ground." Regulus raised his chin and gestured.

"What do you want?" Sam was like a nervous porcupine, erecting his spikes to protect himself.

"You know what I want." Regulus smiled, "Leave the ring, and then you can go."

"Are you going to let us go?" Regulus' answer obviously surprised the two of them.

"Do you want to die here?" Regulus asked back.

"Why should I believe you?" asked Frodo.

"Maybe I can kill you and search again? It's also a good idea." Regulus rested his chin and seemed to be considering the feasibility of the matter.

"Well, we will give you." Frodo drew the ring from his breast.The soul-stirring power was released instantly, causing Regulus' expression to change.

Seeing that Regulus' eyes were all attracted by the ring, Frodo approached Regulus step by step with the Lord of the Rings.Suddenly, he hugged Regulus, threw the ring to Sam, and shouted, "Put it on and run! Run, Sam!"

"...I cannot, Mr Frodo."

"you!"

"Well, you can't blame him." Regulus stood calmly on the other side of the room, "This is my room. No other powers are allowed to be used. However, it still looks quite touching~ I can't bear it Shatter your illusions. Shatter a hopeless man's last hope, wow, that doesn't sound like a gentleman."

Only then did Frodo realize that what he was holding was only the skeleton of an unknown animal.

Regulus came over, bent down to pick up the ring, and sighed: "It's such a powerful little thing...it almost confused me~ The power is indeed very strong, but unfortunately, only Sauron can draw out its power." " After that, he put the ring on the desk casually.

Neither of the hobbits noticed that Regulus called Sauron by his first name.

"I think you guys wasted an opportunity to get out of here just now." Regulus looked at the expressions of fear and relief on the two, smiled and said, "But you did bring me a touching scene. How about In this way, you tell me something, and the proposal just now is still valid."

"We will tell you nothing!" said Sam, supporting Frodo. "We will not betray our friends!"

"Loyalty? I like it." Regulus clapped his hands and sighed, "But this is not a betrayal. I just want to know how my old friend is doing."

"Who is your friend?"

"Aglaia." Regulus said, "Why don't you tell me, when and where did you meet her?"

"You lied! How could she have a friend like you?!"

"To a certain extent, you are right, she is not my friend." Regulus smiled, showing no emotion, and did not continue to explain, "I just want to know some stories about the past, no Asking more will not change anything. If you tell me, you can leave my room immediately and safely."

Frodo and Sam looked at each other, wondering whether they should answer the question.

"I won't inquire about your so-called plan. In fact, I don't have much interest in it. I just care about her. Because of some accidents, we have been separated for a long time." Regulus looked innocent, "As long as you tell me Just a little bit about her recent situation. Then you can leave my place, you can go back to the Shire, back to your cozy cabin, have a party, enjoy good wine and food, dance with the girl you like... "

"Sounds good," said Frodo, looking into Rael's eyes. "I can tell you, but you must let Sam go first."

"Please do what you want." Regulus waved his hand.

"Sam, let's go."

"But, Mr Frodo, I swear..."

"Go! I'll follow soon, I promise."

"You can leave at any time." Regulus interrupted the two impatiently, "How about we tell the story first? It starts from the first time you met..."

The author has something to say: Don't abandon me~ The concubine is really not a stepmother!