Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 72 Friends and Foes and Thunder Wars (For Subscription)
"Such evil powers cannot be mastered by mortals."

Radagast is the most proficient in witchcraft, or black magic, among the big men present - he is a subject of Yavanna, likes to be friends with birds, beasts, and forests, and is most sensitive to evil forces that destroy all life , he said that this is witchcraft, then this is witchcraft: "I'm afraid Master Turka is right to worry, our enemy is very likely to come back again."

Saruman, who had white beard and hair and was wearing a gleaming white coat, stopped talking.

Others showed worried expressions at this time.

"Our enemies are more cunning and malicious this time." Gandalf smoked his pipe, his long eyebrows drawn together. "He hasn't shown up yet, but his power has begun to show. What I'm worried about now is, how does he manipulate this power?"

The wizard really didn't expect this matter, his mind has been on the dragon recently, and other things are inevitably a little difficult to take care of.But in the final analysis, this matter is indeed the dereliction of duty of the Holy White Council, so the accusation of the Silver King is not wrong.

"I used the Ithil spar to examine the vast land of Gondor in the north and the south, and found that Exelian, the son of Turgon II, was attacking Umbar in the southern continent, and a large number of slaves entered the Holy White City. Minas Tirith." Turka glanced at everyone, and the pair of golden vertical pupils had a majesty: "We all thought it was a normal continental war, but we all ignored one point! There is One of the lairs of Sauron's accomplices, the Black Númenoreans! If it is said that they secretly assist Sauron or other conspirators in some shady deeds, I am not surprised at all."

"As for Rohan, although I don't know the changes in the country for the time being, I think that if the predictions are correct, the situation of the people of Rohir will not be much better than that of Gondor."

Saruman showed a smile that made people feel refreshed. He said: "The horsemen eat well and dress warmly under their king's rule. Why should we worry about it? Well, well, now we know, maybe It's our enemy back, maybe not, maybe we shouldn't make a fuss, who knows? It's this move of the dwarves that worries me, Gandalf, you know, that's the biggest dragon in Middle-earth now, neither you nor I Isn't it a foolish and reckless action to have enough power to challenge it in this day and age? Or, Mr. Turka, don't you also think that the dragon is easy to deal with, and it doesn't matter... something ?”

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The white-robed wizard found a good counterattack entry point.The elves have always disapproved of the dwarves challenging the dragon, even with the double endorsement of Gandalf and Turka, but it is a dragon.In elf legends and poems, there are too many sad descriptions about the Battle of Tears and the Battle of Sudden Fire, which are almost unforgettable memories for them forever.

It is considered unwise for an elf not to lightly challenge a full-grown dragon if possible.

Turka took a deep look at the white-robed wizard and said nothing.

Before his true face was completely exposed, Saruman was still the nominal leader of the Holy White Council, and his words naturally had a certain power, which even the Dragonborn could not do anything about him.

And the white robe wizard is very smart, he no longer refute the return of the darkness, but focus on the dragon.This caused a good discussion in the parliament. Everyone was in favor of it and some were against it, and whispers continued for a while.

It was Gandalf's words that quieted the council again.

"Smaug's no allegiance to anyone makes it powerful, and it makes us vulnerable. We must take advantage of this opportunity to deal with the dragon, for if it should be drawn to the dark side by our enemies, then Our enemies will become more terrifying than ever before! Think about it, a giant dragon flying in the sky, falling from the sky to Rivendell, the forest, and the city-states of humans, what serious consequences it will cause! River Valley City, Erebor, the dwarven kingdom under the mountain, has already given an example, should we let it go?"

The elves whispered to each other, but soon sat upright again.

"If Smaug is the problem that our age must solve, then the elves are willing to bless it." Glorfindel's words represent Rivendell's opinion.Obviously, what Turka said about the homeland before convinced the elves very well.

And the northern elves represented by Gamiel have always kept pace with the silver king, so they voted for it without any objection.

Representatives of Mirkwood voted against it. Thranduil had suffered from the flames of the northern dragon, and the Kingdom of the Woodlands was unwilling to challenge the dragon at the risk of extinction.

Then Radagast the brown voted for it, saying, "The dragon will scare the birds and beasts, and burn the forest and the earth. We don't like it."

This made Saruman's face a little ugly.

So there remained one vote for Lady Galadriel of the Golden Forest, one for Gandalf the Grey, and one for Turka the Silver King.

Even though the white-robed wizards voted against it, in the end the Holy White Council passed the proposal to crusade against the dragon Smaug with a score of 6:2.

"Okay, let's wait and see. Let's see who is the fool in the end." The white-robed wizard thought angrily, but soon Saruman regained his composure, his deep eyes rolled, thinking that no one would know secret thoughts.

The meeting also discussed many other issues, we will not go into detail here.

All Bilbo knew was that when he slipped out and wandered about in the glen the next day, our hobbit saw several great-looking, imposing, king-queen-like people.

He/she either headed north, or went south to the river valley, or went east to the mountains, and everyone was in a hurry with dignified expressions.

"who are they?"

Bilbo came and stood on the edge of a cliff, watching these beautiful elves and gray-haired wizards go to various parts of Middle-earth, fulfilling their heavy responsibilities, and defending this beautiful and troubled land. Ka and the gray robe wizard said.

"Some great people! Although some people are not well-known in people's legends, it is undeniable that it is because of their efforts that Central Continent will be safer." The wizard smoked his pipe, vaguely said.

"I'm halfway there with that," Turka said.

His answer confused Bilbo even more.

But neither the silver king nor the wizard obviously didn't want to explain too much to the hobbit on this issue, so Bilbo's answer to this question was doomed to be superficial.

It wasn't until a long time later that he knew what he saw that day.

As if to feel something.

One of the majestic old men in a white robe turned his head sharply and stared fiercely into the hobbit's eyes. The terrifying look in his eyes almost made Bilbo almost scream out.

"It's okay." Turka's gentle voice blew away the shadow caused by the malicious gaze, and brought Bilbo back to life from the cold gaze: "With us here, he can't hurt you."

Seemingly aware of the power of the dragonborn, the old man with terrifying eyes looked away and walked away muttering.

Bilbo gasped for breath, and almost thought he was dead.

"Why would the elves entertain such terrible guests?" He wiped the cold sweat from his brow, and said with fear.

Gandalf the Grey, smoking his long pipe, said with concern: "Because he was not like that in the beginning. He is the Wizard of the White, the most powerful of us. His name is Saruman, Orthanc master."

Turka was silent and said nothing.

There was a gleam in the eye.

At last, the morning of the summer solstice, beautiful and fresh, the best weather one could dream of: a clear blue sky without a cloud, and the sun dancing in the water.

The adventure team set off amidst the singing of farewell. They were already prepared for a greater adventure in their hearts, and they were familiar with the path of crossing the misty mountains and entering the land behind the mountains.

It was the night before, Midsummer's Eve.

Elrond successfully deciphered the secret language on the map of Lonely Mountain.

"Stand by the gray rocks when the thrushes beat," read Elrond, as a line of words magically emerged in the clear moonlight, "The setting sun with the afterglow of Turin's day , will shine on the keyhole."

"And when is the day of Turin?" asked Bilbo.

"It's New Year's Day of the Dwarves' New Year." Thorin said with a frown. "Everyone knows that it is the first day of the last month of autumn at the turn of autumn and winter. It is also when the last moon of autumn appears in the sky with the sun." day."

"We don't have much time left," he said. "Summer is coming to an end, Turin Day is coming, and we're on the other side of the continent."

"So we're leaving right now." The wizard said, "Non-stop, fast and orderly. I hope these two weeks have not made you forget your purpose. Our journey is not over yet, and it's time to continue."

Turka also said: "Next, the real hard adventure is waiting for you ahead, don't fall behind, Mr. Bilbo Baggins! The time to test you is coming soon!"

And so at last Bilbo's restless adventurous heart was aroused again.

On that day, the adventure team was full of energy, smiling and hopeful, and embarked on a new journey.

Led by the wizard and the silver king, they left the valley behind them for many miles and began to walk up.

It is a difficult and dangerous road, but also a winding road, a lonely road and a long road.Looking back, Rivendell was lying quietly behind him.

And far, far to the west, everything was a pale blue, and Bilbo knew that was the Hobbit's home in the Shire.

But this moment is so far away.

The higher you go, the colder the air here becomes, and the strong wind whizzes through the rocks.

Sometimes, the scorching sun at noon will melt the snow on the top of the mountain, loosen the boulders on the mountain, and then roll down the hillside.The stones sometimes pass between them, and sometimes fly over their heads.

At night, the wind is biting, making people miserable, and they dare not sing or speak loudly, because the echoes are dangerous, and the tranquility in the mountains does not seem to like to be broken—the only exceptions are the sound of running water and the howling wind. and the sound of rock breaking.

The dwarves and hobbits walked on the top of the mountains, accompanied by cold wind, ice and snow, and fatigue and confusion began to appear on everyone's faces.

They don't know when this endless mountain will go out.

In this regard, neither the wizard nor the silver king said much. This is a test they must go through, and no one else can replace it.

Thorin and Duvalin are alright. The dwarves who experienced the first War of Light last time have already walked through the high mountain pass once, and they are mentally prepared for the dangerous misty mountains.

The dwarves who stayed in the Blue Mountains last time, such as Felicili, Beaver Bofur Bumbur, complained endlessly.They muttered in low voices, complaining about things, but they didn't dare to get angry openly.

Finally, on this day, they encountered a thunderstorm—in fact, not just a thunderstorm, but a thunderstorm.

Thunder roared in the sky, and the mountains muffled.

The adventure team was almost completely soaked, tired and cold.I just hope that there will be a place to hide from the rain at this moment so that they can warm up and rest.

At this time, a strange vibration came from the depths of the mountain.Turka, who had been silently leading the team in front, narrowed his golden pupils, and said, "It's finally here."

"This is not a thunderstorm." The Silver King quickly turned his head and shouted: "Mythrandil, I think we have encountered a thunderstorm! The stone giants are fighting each other, and we can't get through."

The wizard's eyelids twitched because of the thunderstorm.He tried his best to open his eyes wide, looking into the distance through the pouring rain.

Then came the scene that almost terrified Bilbo.

A huge rock broke through the rain and flew towards them!

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