Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 27 The Battle of the Four Kings
Along with the ugly and ferocious head of the ancient demon being cut off by the dragonborn, the light that Yarien had accumulated for a long time was like a sharp sword, splitting the thick black clouds, bringing hope and light to the land of Central Continent.

The rising sun shone on the dragonborn's silver-white armor, emitting a soft golden light. Coupled with its tall and muscular body, it made Dragon Bourne look like a god.

So say all who witnessed the thrilling battle in the midsummer of 2931.

This, even the most stubborn dwarves would agree, if they had experienced that battle.

Lol Odegon.

That's what they call Dragonborn, which means: Roar of the Dragon.

Like Thorin, the "old dwarves" who have experienced the dragon's invasion of the dwarves' hometown Iruber, such as Groin, Ori, and Nori, have never forgotten the sound of the dragon's roar.

That is the nightmare of all Turin dwarves.

It's just that, unlike Thorin who was gloomy, frightened, and terrified, the dwarven guards who had personally faced the terrible ancient demon Balrog were more grateful to the black-haired dragonborn with the voice of the dragon.

Groin, Ori, and Nori are grateful to the wizards and masters of the Gray Harbor who stood up to protect the dwarves in their darkest time;

The dwarves also hold a high opinion of the dragonborn who killed the demon who killed no less than hundreds of dwarves, thinking that he avenged the dwarves.

Even if the dragonborn has the same roar as the dragon that the Turin dwarves fear most.

The dwarves were still willing to accept him as their closest friend.

Compared with the gratitude of the dwarves and the reverence with a touch of horror, all the elves who have witnessed the wrath of the dragonborn are in Okriam (meaning: golden eyes) and Mestors (meaning : majestic, tall) In addition to the names of these two elves, they jointly gave it another name.

Drakness. (Quenya, meaning: dragon's fire)

This is a very honorable title. When almost all the elves met Dragon Bourne for the first time in the future, they called him so respectfully and paid him high respect.

In recognition of what the dragonborn did in that terrible war back then.

In the future, all the mortal races who heard about today's World War I processed and endowed the Dragonborn with other respectful titles and titles due to different customs and languages ​​in different places, so I won't mention them here one by one.

"Lord Cirdan, your knife."

Still unaware that his fame is about to spread to the most remote and ignorant villages in Central Continent, even in the extreme north, some people will praise his achievements. Dragon Bourne respectfully handed over the treasured sword of the master of Gray Harbor Return it to its true owner.

Others can brag about their achievements, but Dragon Bourne will never forget that it was the master of Gray Harbor who cut off the Balrog's hand with a knife, allowing him to seize the opportunity to kill the enemy with one blow.

He never forgot that it was the wizard Gandalf's magic that gave him the most timely and solid protection from the Balrog's berserk counterattack.

I will never forget that it was the master of Gray Harbor who, at the critical moment, Fuzhi swung his treasured sword over in a heartbeat, which gave him the opportunity to slay the ferocious and terrifying ancient Balrog.

It can be said that it is precisely because of the two strong teammates, Gandalf and Cirdan, that Dragon Bourne can 'seem' win so easily.

Cirdan looked at the black-haired dragonborn who was still extremely modest after receiving this honor with a smile on his face, stretched out his intact left hand, and took over the ancient precious sword that would be called Oberth Leppard in the future.

He said.

"Okriam, my friend, your performance always amazes me. What I thought was a fledgling is an eagle that looks down on the sky! You have achieved a great feat that even an elf would never expect, Zhongzhou Every benevolent race in the continent will pass on everything you do today, and your bravery will be passed down through the ages!"

Dragon's Elven language is learned from Cirdan, a knowledgeable and well-informed shipbuilder, for the professor at that time, he knew all about everything in Central Continent—a ignorant newborn ' is the best teacher for Dragonborn.

Therefore, in the face of the "disciple" who has made great achievements, Cirdan, the shipbuilder who is as open-minded and wise as any king in ancient times, couldn't help laughing heartily.

"May the love of Tokas rest upon you forever!"

But Dragon Bourne was keenly aware of the right hand of the owner of Gray Harbor that was almost covered with blisters and blood, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Master Cirdan, your hand."

Gandalf came quickly.

He carefully inspected the injury of the owner of Gray Harbor.

It was the burnt wound of the brave Cirdan when he slashed the Balrog's thigh with the first blow, and the lingering poison of the hellfire was eating away at the health of the North Elven King.

"It's dangerous, but it's fine."

The gray-robed wizard heaved a sigh of relief, and he said: "Respected Lord Cirdan, the evil Udon Flame has lost its form, and it will not be able to return to the world in a short time. Its power will decline day by day. Your wounds will heal by then."

Cirdan nodded, acknowledging his diagnosis.

They put their hands on their injured arms at the same time, whispering something softly.

Dragon Bourne could feel a soft force emanating from their bodies and floating into the arms of the master of Gray Harbor. The blisters and scars burned by the evil fire began to shrink slowly, and the blood did not fade away. Then flow out.

But it will obviously take some time to heal.

The two paused and sighed as the disgusting blisters and ugly bruises were about to heal.

And Dragon Bourne quickly turned his head to the east.

There, a dwarf prince with a gloomy face was galloping forward on a strong horned sheep, carrying a warhammer in his hand.

"Carrying a murder weapon, with a gloomy face, our prince of the kingdom under the mountain is coming menacingly."

The gray-robed wizard's pair of star-like eyes seemed to see through the fog of history, revealing a trace of thought and distress.

He glanced at the ignorant dragonborn, and said kindly: "Son of the Balrog, I have a word of advice. Don't mention your ability in front of Thorin Oakenshield. Dwarves keep secrets about dragons!"

But how could Dragon Bourne understand his barbara nonsense.

He looked to the east curiously, seeing a 'dwarf' who was not as high as his thigh riding a strong, strange goat with a pair of big curved horns, swiftly crossing the messy battlefield, coming to their presence.

Thorin Oakenshield stared in astonishment. The closer he got, the more he could feel the strong sense of oppression brought by the black-haired dragonborn's stalwart body that looked like a god.

particular.

Turin on top!

his eyes!

Thorin got down from the horn sheep with a trembling heart, put the war hammer in his hand on the ground, and maintained the demeanor of a king.

"Lord Cirdan."

With just a glance, Sorin accurately found the honorable Master of the Gray Harbor. He slightly nodded and saluted the noble Master of the Gray Harbor.

The king in front of him can be said to be a witness to the historical changes of Central Continent.He lived longer than most birds, fish, insects, trees and forests.

Therefore, this gift, Sorin willingly.

But in the depths of his heart, the cold golden vertical pupils of the dragonborn almost grabbed all of his mind.

In his mind, the shocking scene that he glanced at before kept reappearing.

Those were the eyes of a pair of giant dragons.

"Don't be polite, son of Turin."

In front of outsiders, the master of Gray Harbor has maintained the majesty of a king very well. He said to the gloomy and stern dwarf prince in dwarf language: "The northern elves owe a favor to the dwarves. It is your rescue that made Meas Long De avoided the tragic end of being caught in a sea of ​​fire, which I will always remember."

Saying so, the master of Gray Harbor held the treasured sword Oberth Leppard on his chest, and performed a very respectful ceremony to Thorin Oakenshield.

Gandalf also took the opportunity to carry the palanquin beside him.

"Sorin, the dwarves have done a great job in this battle. Sure enough, you are worthy of the prestige of your ancestors. This generation of heroes must belong to the line of Turin!"

Thorin suddenly panicked.

Although he was actually quite self-confident about sending troops to help the elves in his heart, thinking that his treatment of the elves in this matter was no different from saving the building from falling and turning the tide.

(The dwarves completely forgot that they agreed to send troops out of commission - Gandalf complained afterwards)
But what happened next almost made him lose face.

Facing the terrible Turin nemesis, as the "king" of the dwarves, he actually abandoned his subjects, recklessly and negligently chose to fight alone with the pale orcs, causing the dwarves to suffer huge casualties that should have been avoided.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the gray-robed wizard and Cirdan did not give up on the dwarves who came to rescue, but bravely and kindly rescued most of the dwarves from the terrible flame of destruction of the Balrog, and let them enter To the port of the elves to settle down.

Looking at it horizontally and vertically, the northern elves can be regarded as worthy of the Turin dwarves.

They did what an ally should do, even if a king was injured as a result.

Yes, Thorin also saw the terrible wound on the right hand of the noble master of the Gray Harbor.

Thinking that countless dwarves were rescued because of the three people in front of him, the gloomy expression of the guilty dwarf prince finally dissipated a lot.

He said seriously to the king of the northern elves: "The dwarves and the elves should have been allies in life and death. We will never forget that before the endless ages, the dwarves and the elves fought against the dark lord and the most evil and cunning under his command under the same banner. Minions..."

"At that time, the darkness was flourishing and the evil was driving the city. The Central Continent was plunged into a boundless sea of ​​blood and pain. Kind people were shivering in the darkness and suffering."

"At that time, humans, elves, and dwarves all cooperated sincerely and moved forward bravely, only for the glory and light."

"At that time, the banners of the Seven Kingdoms and the Elven Kings were flying wantonly in Central Continent, achieving brilliant victories one after another."

As if recalling the glory and glory of his ancestors in the past, the haze and anger in Sorin's heart were finally swept away by the golden morning light in the sky.

He said loudly: "So, in the end, we persevered, and we are the victors! If history proves anything, it is: the darkness will eventually pass, and the light is in sight! This is the moment! This is the battle!"

Saying so, this dwarf hero who is still brave and righteous despite his slight flaws raised his hammer high, showing the world his determination and courage to fight against the darkness!

And the final characterization of this battle!
A hearty victory is happening in the vast northern land!
Looking at getting rid of the haze in his heart, Thorin Oakenshield showed the majesty.

Gandalf and Cirdan bowed their heads slightly in approval of his valor and unyielding determination.

Although the black-haired dragon descendant couldn't understand what they were saying, it was undeniable that under the golden morning light, the dwarf prince in military uniform, with half-orc blood on his beard and face, and his armor was also stained with blood. There is a lot of power.

So, he also imitated the master of Gray Harbor and Gandalf, and bowed his head slightly to show his respect.

In this way, this great war, which was called "War of the Four Kings" by later generations, came to an end here.

In the distance, the brave Duvalin and Beaver watched all this excitedly and restlessly.

night.

After a great battle, the elves and dwarves finally sat down and enjoyed a moment of peace.

The elves, the kings of dwarves, the dragonborn, the gray robe wizard and other heroes of this battle sat down in the spacious, clean, but never rude and luxurious banquet hall of the elves, enjoying the sweetness and tranquility of victory.

"There are too many green vegetable leaves. I like big steaks. Please replace the green ones and serve red meat, sweet and juicy meat. Do you understand? Elf, you must not be stingy, Treat your guests properly!"

During the day, elves and dwarves were cleaning the battlefield and counting casualties.

As a result, neither Thorin nor Cirdan had time to hold a post-war victory banquet for the time being, which made the dwarves who had been looking forward to the day unbearable for a moment.

"We can bear the grief of the loss, but we can't bear the victory without a good beer!"

The dwarven generals headed by Groin and Fili yelled loudly, their thick big feet and short but thick hands kept stomping on the ground, patting the elf's delicate dining table.

It was carved from a whole piece of oak, with lifelike flowers, birds, fish and insects carved on it, beautiful works of forests and rivers.

Such a masterpiece, the elves even have a dozen!
The luxury of the elves can be seen.

"Beer! Beer! Beer!"

The dwarves shouted, stomped, and slapped the table in a rhythmic display of enthusiasm and rudeness.

Sorin, who had changed into casual clothes, felt much more relaxed after his heroic declaration during the day.

Apart from his strong interest and vigilance towards someone in his gray eyes, there is not much expression.

Plus.

It is estimated that being in the seemingly simple but luxurious hall of the elves, Sorin, who is also the king, is slightly embarrassed by the rudeness of his fellow clansmen.

"Shut up, Fili."

The dwarf prince was talking about his uneasy nephew, but his eyes were bluntly aimed at the many dwarves present.

These include, but are not limited to, Duvalin, who are also part of the Turin royal family, and heroic dwarves such as Groin, Ori, and Ruo Rui.

Ah, as for poor Beaver, because of an ax stuck in his head, he has been confined by the elven healer in a clean room, and he will never let this heroic dwarf show off on the wine table. majestic.

Seeing the 'king' getting angry, the group of dwarves headed by Du Valin shut their mouths angrily.

On the surface, though, the dwarves' complaints seemed to be silenced.

But in fact.

"I think you can eat more green vegetable leaves. I heard that it is good for your health?"

"Turin's beard! Shut your mouth, eat as much as you like, anyway, I will never swallow these horrible, green cabbage leaves, I hate green!"

"Well, actually, I also think this banquet is terrible. I swear by my beard, it's the first time I've seen no wine at a banquet! This is so heresy!"

Listening to the loud 'whispering' of the dwarves, on the main seat, the master of Gray Harbor smiled after changing into comfortable but absolutely luxurious casual clothes.

He explained to the dwarf prince sitting under him in this way: "Please forgive me, because the elves have to say goodbye to their dead compatriots at night, so the hosts have forgotten the etiquette for entertaining guests, since the dwarves do not want to enjoy a light meal. Good food, so why not serve your favorite food?"

"Victory does need to be celebrated, and the dead also need to be remembered. The two are not in conflict!"

The master of Gray Harbor said so, and ordered so.

So, the elves quickly replaced the food and beer requested by the dwarves to entertain their guests graciously.

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