Middle-earth Raiders Full Plan

Rohan immediately began to gather cavalry around after receiving the message of Minas Tiris' request for help, preparing to rush to Gondor for support as soon as possible.

However, on the other side, Osgiliath, the defense line of Gondor, has been breached. Faramir and the others are outnumbered. In addition, the enemy has the Ringwraiths that ordinary people are difficult to fight against, so they can only withdraw to Minas Tiris in embarrassment. And almost as a matter of course, he was ridiculed and roared by his father.

"You let a stupid halfling go to Mordor with the Ring?!" Denethor growled angrily, "It should have been taken back to Gondor and hidden in a deep crypt...unless it is an emergency. used."

But Boromir praised his brother's decision and felt ashamed of himself.

"You are far more noble and sensible than I am, my brother," said he, "and you are right, that thing should never be used. Oh, I am ashamed to have touched the Ring for myself." Crazy thought, if it weren't for Lady Anila, I might never see you and the White Tree of Minas Tiris again."

"Lord Anila?" Faramir was startled.

"Oh, didn't Gandalf tell you?" Boromir patted Faramir vigorously, with an uncontrollable smile on his face, "Guess who I met when I went to Rivendell this time? Honored to have fought alongside our exile king for so long!"

"You mean..." Faramir blinked, "The name seems to be a woman?"

"Yes, but don't underestimate her because of this." Boromir said solemnly, "That lord is the most noble, kind and regal person I have ever seen in my life. I can hardly doubt that she will Leading Gondor to a glory never seen in history."

"In that case, why didn't she return to Minas Tirith with you?" Faramir asked curiously.

"Alas." Boromir sighed, "You and I both know our father's temperament, Faramir. He is so proud and stubborn, how could he easily bow down to another man?"

Faramir was convinced.

In fact, both Boromir and Faramir felt that their father was not only stubborn, but dead-headed.

Denethor insisted on taking Osgiliath back, but for Minas Tiris, who is now stretched thin, this is really meaningless.Even if they wiped out ten times as many enemies as themselves, it would be nothing more than a drop in the bucket to Sauron, and even the loss of a company would be a huge loss to Gondor now.

Now their only strategy is to defend Minas Tiris and wait for reinforcements from Rohan.While this is negative, there is no other way.

Although Boromir and Faramir tried hard to explain this truth to Denethor, Denethor insisted on his own opinion and had no intention of changing his mind.

"Now, is there any warrior who is still willing to lead the army to fight against the enemy for me?" Denethor asked.

There was silence, and all the generals knew that this would be a battle of no return, even those as brave as Boromir or Faramir.

Finally, Boromir took a deep breath and was about to stand up to take orders, but Faramir stopped him and stepped out first.

"I am willing to carry out this mission at your command," he said.

Denethor gave Faramir a dark look. "I order you to do this," he said.

"Father!" Boromir stepped forward, "You are sending Faramir to die!"

"There are always sacrifices in war." Denethor said, "Besides, the fall of Osgiliath was his responsibility. I am giving him a chance to make up for his mistakes."

"You really—" Boromir was very annoyed, and almost quarreled with Denethor on the spot, but Faramir stopped him again.

"Father is right." Faramir said in a low voice, but although he said so, his eyes revealed the pain in his heart at the moment. "Farewell, brother, bless me."

"Father, he has lost his mind due to too much pressure!" Boromir said, "Are you really going to die for nothing?"

"It's an order, and what's my loyalty if I don't go?" said Faramir. "Besides, didn't you intend to come out to take orders?"

Boromir was momentarily speechless.

Faramir smiled and patted his brother on the shoulder, although there was a bitterness and bitterness in the smile. "If one of us is destined to give his life for this royal city, then give me the honor, Boromir. You have taken Osgiliath back for me once, This time, it's up to me to defend my honor myself."

Anila is thinking about how to complete the task of destroying the pirates.

Theoden's diplomacy is not strong enough, the recruited soldiers are less than half of the maximum amount, enough to deal with the army of Mordor, not to mention lending them to Anila to fight pirates.

Besides, as a landlocked country, Rohan's troops are almost all cavalry. Many people have never seen the sea in their lives. Plain battles are invincible, but sea battles are...

Anila can only hope that thousands of elite soldiers will suddenly fall from the sky like the last Battle of Helm's Deep. It is unlikely that Lorraine will come to help this time, so she can only count on Rivendell?

Ask Lord Elrond to appear!

"My lord." Someone told Anila, "King Theoden wants to see you."

Anila walked into Theoden's tent and found another person inside. That person was tightly wrapped in a black robe from head to toe, and his face could not be seen clearly.

"I'll go out first." Theoden nodded to Anila and walked out.

Only Anila and the man in black were left in the room.

There was a few seconds of silence, then Anila bowed. "Lord Elrond."

The man paused, then took off his hood. "Anila." It was Elrond.

Anila smiled triumphantly. "I recognized you right away," she said, signifying.

Elrond knew that she was referring to the time when she sneaked into the elf army and thought she didn't recognize her, but she didn't expect this kind of old story to be brought up again, so she couldn't help shaking her head helplessly.

"I was thinking about you, but I didn't expect you to actually appear in front of me." Anila said, "Why did you come here this time?"

for what?In order to give you the Holy Sword of Andoruiwen?To help you raise an army of undead?To help you become king smoothly?To take a look at you?In order to hear my name from your mouth one more time?

"I'm here for the one I love." Finally, he said this, and quickly followed up with the second half of the sentence, "Arwen is about to lose it."

Anila frowned worriedly. "I thought you had persuaded her to change her mind and go to Xidu."

"I can't change my true heart." Elrond smiled wryly, "The light of the evening star is getting weaker and weaker, but the shadow is getting closer, Anila, the end is here."

"Hope hasn't completely died yet." Anila never expected to hear such pessimistic words from Elrond, and quickly comforted him, "We are still fighting—"

"It's just to die." Elrond interrupted her. "The pirates from the south will arrive in Minas Tiris in two days. You are outnumbered, Anila, and you need more reinforcements."

"You mean—" Anila looked eagerly at Elrond, but Elrond shook his head.

"The elves can't protect themselves, Anila, we can't do what we want, this time humans can only rely on themselves."

Anila blinked blankly. "There is no one else."

"There are some people who used to be humans, but now they can only wander in the gap between the world and the underworld." Elrond said, "Go and gather the undead in the mountains, and they will obey the king of Gondor!"

As the words fell, he took out a long silver sword from his robe. There were many mysterious runes on the sword, shining with dazzling and cold light, appearing majestic and inviolable.

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"Whoever holds this holy sword is qualified to command the most powerful army in the world." Elrond said, "son, the time of kings is coming."

Anila sheathed her sword. "I really don't know how to thank you, Lord Elrond." She whispered, "It's not just about you recasting the broken sword for me, you have always taught me, cared for me, I will never forget the help you have given me.”

"You need not thank me," said Elrond, "I am your .

"You are such a good father," said Anila.Elrond inexplicably felt a hint of sarcasm in the normal tone of voice, but when he looked at Anila, his green eyes were as calm and steady as ever. There was a hint of excitement and excitement mixed in, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Sighing slightly, Elrond turned his head away from Anila. "I came here this time for this matter. You should go to Mount Dingfu as soon as possible. Every extra delay will make Gondor more critical."

"You're right." Anila nodded, "Then I'm leaving now."

Elrond watched Anila walk out of the tent.

Well, she has really changed her bad habit of greeting people with hugs regardless of elves and humans.

Anila walked to the stable and took Brig out, tidied up a little and was about to start, but Eowyn saw her.

"What are you doing?" She was taken aback for a moment, then moved towards Anila quickly, emotionally, "The war is about to start, but you want to leave now?"

"I have other things to do, Éowyn." Anila didn't have time to explain to her in detail, and she wanted to leave after a few hasty explanations, but was stopped by Éowyn again.

Anila looked at Éowyn helplessly.

"Then at least please take me with you, no matter where you are going." Eowyn said, her eyes full of pleading.

"Cut it off, EOWIN—"

"I'm serious!" Eowyn interrupted Anila seriously, "I don't want to be a canary locked in a cage anymore, what I long for is to be like you, free and strong... ..."

"I'm not completely free," Anila said, "but if you just want to prove your abilities, there are plenty of opportunities, so why come with me?"

Éowyn's eyelashes fluttered. "Don't you know?" She suddenly became shy.

Sure enough, Anila looked at the girl looking at her hopeful eyes with some headaches, and closed her eyes.

"You love but a phantom," she said. "Maybe I gave you a goal, and you love only this ideal."

"How can you say that!" Eowyn said sadly, "Your appearance is indeed what I have always dreamed of the most, but even if my ideal is not you, I will undoubtedly be attracted by your charm and personality .”

"I can't give you what you want, Eowyn, I already have someone I like." Anila was unmoved, and then said a lot without blinking, "He is handsome, tall, Elegant, dexterous, kind, considerate, loyal, brave, blond, beautiful voice, noble and unassuming, gentle and caring, able to cook, sing, ride horses, drink, speak Elvish and Common , Archery piercing Yang with a hundred steps, and a sword is also good, and very dedicated, can accompany me to watch the stars, and can also go to the battlefield with me, willing to leave the jungle and stay in Gondor for me, and willing to give up eternal life to swim with me Middle-earth... perfect boyfriend, isn't it?"

"..." Éowyn was stunned.

"So," Anila said solemnly, "so far I have no intention of moving on. Sorry, Eowyn."

Éowyn lowered her head and fell silent.Anila looked at her silently for a while, then turned and left without any regrets.

"Although you don't intend to take the princess of Rohan with you," Anila said before walking a few steps, and bumped into Legolas and Gimli head-on, "but you must take your 'perfect boyfriend' with you, yes Bar?"

"Of course I have no objection that Legolas is coming." Anila admitted shamelessly, "But what about you, Gimli? What are you doing with such a ready appearance?"

"Although I'm not going to be the 'perfect boyfriend,'" said Kim Li, "I decided to risk poking my own eyes and be a 'perfect friend.' Alas, Boromona The kid actually left..."

"A 'perfect friend' wouldn't be a light bulb," Legolas said complainingly.

Jin Li was taken aback for a moment, and then roared pretending to be angry. "Well, even Legolas, you've grown so thick-skinned!" he exclaimed. "Are you two really going on a honeymoon? We're going to the Mountain of the Dead!"

Anila and Legolas looked narrowly at the jumping dwarf and laughed.