Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 12 A Choice
Hear the divine trumpets being sounded.

Fenner was also very surprised.

She moved her hands and feet, and finally, the feeling of stiffness dissipated a lot, and the female elf hurriedly said to the dragonborn: "Stop, Okriam, something happened, we need to return to Mythrond (Grey Harbor) quickly."

Dragon Bourne was also very surprised. He stopped his research and experiments on the power in his body, and came to the female elf with a majestic and loud voice: "Are you okay, Fenner, I'm sorry, I'm not very well yet control it..."

In the end, the dragonborn's voice finally controlled to a normal level.And the power that oppresses people's hearts is no longer revealed.

"Ah, ah, it's much better now."

Fenner didn't care about the dragonborn who was playing with his 'new toy' like a child. After confirming that his hands, feet and body were all moving, the female elf took the dragonborn's hand and ran towards Gray Harbor.

"Shut up, you loud monster! Now is not the time for you to show off. The sacred horn has been blown. Something must have happened. Come back with me obediently!"

Dragon Bourne blinked, not understanding why the female elf suddenly changed her face.

Something happened?

What can happen?

Dragonborn racked his brains while running to remember, but unfortunately, in his memory, the northern elves only appeared in the second era, and what happened in the third era, which is the most well-known later, has little to do with them Therefore, the dragonborn really couldn't remember what kind of trouble the northern elves had encountered at this point in time.

However, thinking of seeing the gray-robed wizard in the elf's white government affairs hall before, Dragon Bourne thought while running.

Is it because of Gandalf, the old bachelor who has been disturbing for thousands of years?

While running, Fenner explained to the dragonborn: "The sacred horn has not been sounded for more than 2000 years, and since its existence, it has only one purpose, war!"

really!

Dragon Bourne shouted inwardly.

No wonder people in Middle-earth don't welcome wizards very much. In fact, these guys always play the role of crow's mouth, and the news they bring is either war or natural disaster. It's strange to be liked by people...

Dragonborn complained crazily in his heart, appearing to be preoccupied.

Because in a vague way, Dragon Bourne felt that the wave of changes encountered by the elves in the north was most likely caused by his Amazon butterfly!
And Fenna, who heard the sound of the sacred horn, obviously didn't have the intention of bickering. The two shut their mouths and ran quickly. Soon, the two returned to Gray Harbor again.

In front of the white gate facing the mouth of the Schoen River in Gray Harbor, which is the direction of the Eastern Avenue.

The two met the elf sentinel who had already started to line up.

"Galdo!"

The female elf stopped, and said to a familiar elf in surprise: "What's the matter, why did the lord blow the holy horn? Where are you going? Why are you all fully armed? Has war broke out?"

This tall male elf with blond hair, handsome appearance, piercing eyes and sharp eyes also stopped when he heard her voice. He was wearing a golden armor and helmet with exquisite and luxurious workmanship. The Silver Sacred Tree of the Totem is exquisite and lifelike.

According to Dragon Bourne's observations during this period, the male elf is one of the few "knights" in Gray Harbor, responsible for patrolling the large territories and borders to the east and north of Gray Harbor.

His name should be Galdo.

"Fenner."

The elf knight glanced at the overly tall and oppressive dragonborn, and said to the female elf with a serious expression: "It's bad news, the gray-robed wizard has brought the bad news that the evil minions are about to attack. In order to ensure that Mi For the safety of Srond, martial law has been ordered throughout the territory!"

"A large number of outposts will be sent out to investigate and inspect the outposts in the east and north!"

As he said that, Galdo, who was as handsome and heroic as a prince going out to battle, stepped on his horse and shouted to the elf knights who had been waiting for a long time: "Run, my brothers and sisters, the fate ahead is waiting for us!"

In the end, the heroic elf knight bowed his head to Fenner and said, "The lord is looking for you, Fenner..."

Speaking of this, Galdo couldn't help but looked at the tall and majestic dragonborn like a god again, with surprise in his eyes: "And you, our Mr. Guest."

As he said that, the handsome elf knight with golden hair finally couldn't help asking curiously.

"Did you make those two loud noises just now?"

Perhaps out of curiosity about this question, all the elf knights turned their heads and looked at the black-haired dragonborn with a hint of curiosity in calm eyes.

"what."

Dragon Bourne, who was surrounded by a large number of heavily armored elf knights riding tall white horses, nodded without changing his expression.Although most of them didn't understand, he could still hear the word "loud noise" clearly. After all, he had heard it more than once today.

Isn't it just shouting louder, isn't it so strange?

Dragon Bourne murmured inwardly.

However, on the surface, the dragonborn did not show it at all.

Although it was expected, seeing that he really nodded, the elf knights including Galdo all looked up and down the giant in front of them with slightly different expressions.

"Salute to you!"

Suppressing the surprise in his heart, Galdo, the leading elf knight, nodded politely to the black-haired dragonborn, then lifted the reins, and the horse galloped out like an arrow.

Seeing this group of elite elf knights, they also rode their horses and galloped wildly.

Their arrow pots are filled with arrow feathers, standard longbows are carried on their backs, swords and long knives are carried on their waists, and stainless steel spears for horse warfare are hung on horse hooks. .

Rumble.

The elf's horse is extraordinary, and in a blink of an eye, the group of knights ran far away.

Hearing the thunderous sound of horseshoes fading away, Fenna also took the hand of the dragonborn again, and strode towards the government affairs hall.

"Okay, don't look at it, let's go to the lord first!"

Obviously you stopped first.

Dragonborn rolled his eyes, expressing his indignation that the female elves always bullied him because he didn't speak elvish very well, and she threw all kinds of blame at him.

Sooner or later you will get that shit.

Dragon Bourne, who was being held by the elf's soft, slender white hands, secretly thought about future revenge actions, and slandered narrow-mindedly.

However, soon, Dragon Bourne was attracted by the changes in Gray Harbor.

I saw that the originally quiet and peaceful Elven Port was like a sleeping giant waking up at this moment.

Following the order of the master of Gray Harbor to "defend Gray Harbor with arms", the thousands of Noldor, Sindar, and Falas elves who lived here took out their exquisite armor that was almost ashes, Sword and bow, transformed from a famous poet and singer into a heroic elf warrior!
"kaka~"

Groups of heavily armed elf warriors with guns and swords, bows and arrow feathers, under the leadership of their respective squad leaders, quickly gathered in squads to the square in front of the government affairs hall.

The cold iron boots of the elves clattered on the hard white floor, but apart from that, there were few other sounds in the huge gray harbor!
Dragon Bourne opened his eyes wide, and watched in shock as the elves silently and swiftly gathered from all directions to the square in front of the Government Affairs Hall like a stream.

The whole process only lasted more than ten minutes, and the elves didn't make any other sounds except for the sound of armor rubbing as they marched.

At this moment, Dragon Bourne came up with words that might not be appropriate, but they were what he was thinking in his heart at this moment.

"Wings for the country are like a forest!"

The Dragonborn paused to pay homage to the powerful and confident elves.

In particular, the expressions of the elves are so calm, but you can feel the strength and confidence of the elves from this epic scene with a lot of flags and guns.

That is the confidence that the firstborn children have been able to become the main theme in several eras;

In ancient times, when the sun and the moon were not even born in the sky, countless elves ignited periods of dark history with their fire of life, split the path of civilization, and illuminated the latecomers. ;
Then back.

The enemy of darkness, Morgoth, pushed to the Two Sacred Trees, and the saints decided to raise the current sun, Arien, and moon, Tyrion, to illuminate the vast and boundless Middle Continent and the Holy Land in the West. The millennium-long battle of the century.

At that time, human ancestors had not even awakened.

During that period of time, the main theme of history was the countless Eldar (that is, elves), who used countless fires of life to ignite and illuminate that era until the final light came.

Then, because of paying too much blood and life, the elves began to decline slowly, and the human beings, the second children of the elves, began to step onto the stage of history.

In the second era, the alliance of humans and elves, the crusade against the fallen Maya, the future Dark Lord Sauron, happened at that time.

And now, the wheel of history is relentlessly and firmly entering the third era.

The elves are getting weaker and weaker.

Today, even Linton, once the largest and last prosperous kingdom of elves in the north, can only gather thousands of elves—although there are still some elves living in various parts of Linton, Gray Haven is still The largest gathering place of northern elves, [-]% of northern elves live here.

On the high ground in front of the government affairs hall, Cirdan looked at the people and compatriots below somewhat sadly. He couldn't help but think of the forest-like flags and the mighty sound of horns in the elf kingdom in ancient times. Somewhat ragged.

He quietly looked at the square in front of the tall white government affairs hall, the last battle strength of the northern elves, the gray beard was blown by the sea breeze, and it was blowing around.

After a long time, the last elf king in the north spoke, his voice was loud and mighty, like the roaring of the sea.

"Sons of Linton."

"The grey-robed wizard has brought a very bad news. The darkness has returned, and this time it has set its malicious gaze on the white and noble Mythrond. The shadow of war hangs over the heads of the northern elves. !"

The pure and white Luohua Square under the high ground in front of the tall government affairs hall—the elves planted many zelkova trees around the square and in front of the government affairs hall. When spring and autumn come, the golden leaves will accompany the gentle The sea breeze falls on the government affairs hall and the square below, so the government affairs hall and square in Gray Harbor are also called Luohua Hall (square), or Golden Hall (square).

About [-] elves with neat military appearances and elite armaments calmly listened to the pre-war declaration of the master of Gray Harbor.

"Let's fight (Dragon Bourne's elven language is not good enough, and the master of Gray Harbor here actually used "preparation"), people of the Northern Kingdom, war is coming, and the time to test us has come!Keep your eyes open, sharpen your swords, and use your iron and fire to tell these dirty, ugly, and shameless bandits who dare to look at our homeland. The elves have never forgotten to hide in us. Honor and valor in your blood! "

Here, Cirdan yelled an extremely exciting sentence in Quenya, but it was a pity that Dragon Bourne hadn't had time to learn Quenya at that time, and he didn't know the meaning of the words of the master of Gray Harbor, but even In this way, Dragon Bourne still felt a strong fighting spirit and encouragement from these words, just like encountering a surging flame suddenly in the ice and snow.

"Arta!"

The more than 5000 well-armed elite elves of the Linton Kingdom below are full of steel guns in their hands, sending out the loudest and most exciting sound that Dragon Bourne has heard so far. shout.

In the summer of 2931 of the third era, the dragonborn witnessed the exciting pre-war inspection of the northern elves in Gray Harbor, and started the gear of fate.

The pre-war declaration is over.

The master of Gray Harbor once again received the returning dragonborn in the government affairs hall.

"Honorable Lord Cirdan."

After seeing the heroic side of the master of Gray Harbor, Dragon Bourne greeted him more respectfully.

Well, it is undeniable that the elite and powerful lineup of the elves is also one of the reasons.

"I heard that you summoned me, how can I help you?"

Dragon Bourne blinked, glanced secretly at the more majestic Gray Harbor Master, and found that the gray-robed wizard Gandalf was no longer there, and he didn't know where he went...

"There's no need for that!"

The master of Gray Harbor laughed.

Perhaps the familiar hall made him feel relaxed and at ease. In private, Cirdan changed into a kind side again, and the majestic side of the king was left behind.

"Although the elves are cautious and self-disciplined, at the same time, the northern elves are also hospitable hosts." The owner of Gray Harbor blinked humorously, and said: "Please put down your humility and politeness, the northern elves will always be our guests' best friends and friends." Companion, my friend, just keep your straightforwardness and enthusiasm, in front of you, always be the witty and wise shipbuilder Cirdan, not the ruler of the northern kingdom Cirdan!"

It's hard for Dragon Bourne, the master of Gray Harbor's beautiful words like reciting poetry, choked the dragonborn who had only learned Elven language for half a month, and he blinked his golden vertical pupils like dragons, with a pair of eyes. If you say it again, I can understand how you win.

This made Chirdan even more interesting.

The heavy and gloomy heart was greatly soothed.

He smiled, and his tall body couldn't help leaning on the main seat in the middle, his sharp and wise eyes stared straight at the void in front of him, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long time, he opened his mouth, paused word by word, and even occasionally stopped to explain to the dragonborn word by word, the so-called majesty flew to nowhere again, it was pitiful.

Of course, the more pitiful ones may be our dragonborn, because God knows how many brain cells he died in order to understand the words of the master of Gray Harbor. At this moment, he thought very rudely.

Why didn't Iluvita directly let me understand the language of all things?

"Okriam, you must know that the northern elves are about to face a new challenge. The shadow of the east descends on the north again. The evil is eyeing the gray harbor. In order to destroy the last happy and sacred home of the northern elves , the evil and brutal dark minions are about to attack Gray Haven, and a big battle is inevitable!"

At this time, the female chef who hadn't been gone since the "military parade" in the square sneaked in again, standing behind Dragon Bourne without joy or sorrow.

"In the face of the upcoming war, the northern elves may not have the time to protect your safety."

The master of Gray Harbor glanced at the female elf who had been silent since she came in, and continued: "If you want, I can order Fenna to lead you to leave from the south of Gray Harbor, then pass through Tower Hill and take the southern road. To the Elves in the East, the last refuge of all goodness, Rivendell."

"That is the residence of Elrond, the lord of the valley, where you can get exquisite food, comfortable beds, and pleasing scenery, and most importantly, with Lord Elrond's protection , you can live there comfortably and with peace of mind, without worrying about the threat of dark minions..."

"This is a difficult journey, but no matter what, it is a journey full of hope! May the glory of Elberis shine on you!"

Cirdan's gray pupils stared closely at the golden vertical pupils of the Dragonborn, and said meaningfully: "What do you think? Okriam, stay or continue your destined journey..."

At the entrance of Luohua Hall (government hall), Yi Liwen's pointed ears moved from time to time, 'eavesdropping' on the conversation inside. Suddenly, the female elf's face became happy, and her originally slender waist straightened even more.

Another colleague couldn't help smiling and said: "Eliwen, put away your expression, the joy on your face is too obvious, Elberis, you look like Belen for the first time Met Lucien..."

Immediately the female Noldor sprang to her feet.

"Shut up. You talk like a chirping oriole!"

The colleagues burst into laughter immediately.

Not long after, the black-haired dragon descendant and the female chef came out. No one knew what they said inside... (Maybe?)
Seeing the elves happily singing elf songs around the female guard that he could not understand, the black-haired dragonborn asked the female chef Fenna strangely: "What are they doing? Is there anything to be happy about? I always feel that they So much fun..."

Fenner kept a straight face and said nothing.

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