Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 86 The Night of the Long Sword

That night, a long-premeditated rebellion broke out in the north, and many people were involved, and the Deputy Prime Minister of the Kingdom even died because of it!

When the sun fell the next day, the steps of the King's Ring were covered with blood, there were guards in the royal city and innocent people;
That night was a severe challenge for both the North and the Dragonborn Emperor.

——"Dragonborn Emperor Night of the Long Sword"

No one knew how things had come to this, and riots erupted before many people even figured out what was happening.

"They're doing it!"

someone shouted.

And the first to pull out the weapon.

They are sneaky and glib, creating conspiratorial remarks among the crowd: "The king is dead, and the usurper wants to liquidate his loyal servants, let us fight them!"

"They are the ones who spread the curse, they are the minions of the Dark Lord!"

"Kill it."

As a result, the ignorant people were coerced and attacked the guards of the royal city.Some of them didn't even have weapons or armor. Instead, they were pushed and shoved by the people behind them with bare hands, screaming meaninglessly, and rushed towards Hal Barad and the others who were full of guns and shields.

Behind him is the Tower of the King, which symbolizes the power of the king. It not only contains the relics of previous kings, but even a Palantir is placed on the top of the tower.

Hal Ballard couldn't back down.

So, he could only yell cruelly: "Everyone, stab!"

Most of the guards here are Dúnedain, with a small number of elves.They are all loyal servants of the silver king, the sword of the kingdom and the shield of the kingdom.

Therefore, they took up their spears without hesitation and stabbed hard.

"Wow!"

"what!"

"Well!"

The eyes of a large number of people suddenly widened, as if they couldn't believe that the guards really dared to wave their spears at everyone.But when they lowered their heads and looked at the spear point piercing through their chests, they had to believe that their fate had come to an end.

"look!"

Those snake-like voices sounded again: "Murderers! They are all murderers!"

"Let's fight them!"

"For the king!"

At this moment, it doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong. The appearance of blood made it impossible for both sides to keep calm. Coupled with the instigation and bewitchment of the spies hiding in the dark, a sad scene appeared.

The people ignorantly attacked the spear shields of the guards of the royal city, while Hal Barad gritted his teeth and ordered people to drive them down.

Many people didn't even realize until their death that they had escaped from that hellish place in Mordor, and died in such meaningless things before living a happy life for a few days.

They stretched out their hands helplessly, grasping the air in vain, staring at the towering spire with bewildered eyes, and slowly fell down.

And behind them, more people were like a drop of water in the tide, following the restless crowd involuntarily, they kept rushing forward until they were crushed to pieces.

So many were involved in the riot that almost half the inhabitants of Annuminas were gathered here.

If it weren't for the high steps in front of the King's Ring, Hal Barad and the others would have been unable to support it long ago.

It seems that the ancestors had considered a similar situation when they built this majestic ancient city. They built a long stone step between the King's Ring and the city on the next level, separated by high walls on both sides.

This has almost become the last bastion of guarding the royal city.

Although there were a large number of rebels, the narrow and long stone steps allowed them to climb up three people side by side at the same time, which gave the guards of the royal city a chance to breathe.

In fact, there were only more than 40 guards in the royal city led by Hal Ballard. Although they were all well-equipped, if they were on flat terrain, they would have been eaten alive by the restless crowd.

No matter how hot the blood is, there is a time to cool down, and soon, these instigated people slowly calmed down.

Someone proposed to go back and get the weapon.

But more people began to reflect, why did things come to this point?
"The guards didn't rush down! It seems that they are also concerned about avoiding a bigger riot..."

someone said.

But at the same time, some people said: "But neither the king nor the vice-prime minister appeared! The queen is also missing. Isn't this an attitude?"

At this time, those spies hiding in the crowd still wanted to incite the people.

They bewitched and said: "If they are really innocent, why don't they let us in. And the king has not shown up so far. Doesn't this prove that he may have been killed?"

However, because the most fanatical group of people have died tragically.

The rest began to hesitate.

Someone sharply shouted: "Who? Who is speaking?"

But the spies are like poisonous snakes spitting out letters in the dark, but they refuse to show their true colors.

Inciting voices came from all directions: "Many people died, we just want to ask the king to see if he ordered all this."

"Aren't we doing a good thing? The silver king was murdered by elves and usurpers, and it is a righteous feat for us to avenge the king!"

"They killed people! Many brothers have been killed, are we still indifferent? Severely punish the murderer!"

"Severely punish the murderer!" they shouted, creating an atmosphere of confrontation among the crowd.

But at the same time, many people calmly said: "None of us has heard that Master Turka ordered the killing of his subjects. Those who secretly spread such evil words must be people with malicious intentions! We should be vigilant!"

In addition, some people were stunned by the sight in front of them. The blood of innocent people flowed on the holy king's ring, and they also participated in it.

"What have we done!" Many people said in fear, "Wouldn't such evil deeds be condemned by God?"

As a result, many people backed down.

They planned to leave here and return home, waiting for the elves or the silver king's order.

But those insidious and vicious spies are still chattering in the crowd to instill very terrible conspiracy theories.As a result, some people obeyed blindly. They shouted angrily, hoping to punish the murderer severely.

at this time.

Uh huh.

Uh huh.

Uh huh.

The king's trumpet was sounded.

Under the leadership of Finna, the elves and Dúnedain's troops passed through the gate of Annuminas, swept along the city road, and went straight to the topmost ring of the king.

"Innocents stand aside!"

The leading knight held a silver-white banner, on which was a fire-breathing golden dragon with outstretched wings—the symbol of Turka Arakano.

Therefore, during this rebellion, the innocent people who were coerced immediately stood aside in fear.

"The guilty are armed!"

The knight yelled again, and flew through the crowds that separated the two sides like a tide.Behind him came the heavily armored elven riders and human rangers.

The well-known "Queen" bears the brunt.

More people dropped their weapons in fear, not daring to face the majesty of the royal family.

blah blah.

The rumbling hooves of the horses of the elf horses and human rangers resounded through the night sky, and the knights rushed up to the King's Ring like a whirlwind, surrounding those evil-minded conspirators, incited rebels and innocent kidnappers.

"The bewitched will not escape death!"

Fenner trembled slightly with the bowstring of Galadrance in her hand, and shot a guy who wanted to run away with one arrow, and said with a smile on her face, "The same goes for runaways!"

Thus, the rebellion ceased immediately.

Many people were thrown into prison, innocent people, and spies who plotted rebellion;
There are also some guys who caused catastrophe in anger.

But in any case, these were the participants in the riot that night, and what awaited them was the harshest trial since the founding of the Northern Kingdom.

Because the silver king was not in the city, the deputy was assassinated, and the burden of governing the country fell on Fenna all of a sudden.

Arrest spies, screen the innocent, rescue the wounded.

The head chef, who used to be idle and erratic, suddenly became steady, and she was very busy almost every day.The elf even complained that since taking over the mess, she can no longer practice her craft in her little kitchen.

Galdo and Halballad couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing.

But fortunately, our "Queen" knows the priorities of the matter. After experiencing such a major change, she began to work hard to play the role that the city needs at the moment, try her best to appease the people, and be alert to those who may cause trouble.

It was under such circumstances that Radagast the brown came to Annuminas.

"You mean, the Holy White Council has determined that this plague is caused by witchcraft?" As the hostess of Anuminas, Fenna received the wizard in the King's Tower.

"Yes Yes."

The friend of the forest still looks sloppy, his eyes are sometimes shrewd and sometimes confused, he said to the female elf: "Master Turka reported the doubts he found to the Holy White Council, and the council decided to let us—— That is, I, Saruman and Gandalf, went to various places to see the disasters there! I came to the north, Gandalf went to Gondor, and Saruman went to Rohan! Yes, that's it."

This made Fenner look serious, and she said, "Then, Lord Radagast, can you eliminate these terrible black magic?"

"let us see."

Radagast grumbled as he pulled back his old felt hat, letting the two rambunctious birds inside fly out, and said, "I can feel that this city is being killed by some evil force. It is shrouded, but I have to think carefully about what witchcraft is. It is best to conduct a field investigation. Yes, this power is very powerful and very secretive, and it cannot be possessed by ordinary people... Perhaps, possibly, unfortunately, Even an answer I don't want!"

The old problem of the brown-robed wizard came up again. He was mysterious, babbling, speaking incomprehensible words, with a serious and uneasy expression.

Fenner frowned, and she glanced at Hal Barad standing next to him——Arathorn's body had been buried in the tomb of the Númenorean kings. Although Hal Barad was very sad, he could only Accept this fact.

At least, Arathorn gave birth to an heir very early, and Isildur's bloodline is still circulating among the Dúnedain, which is a blessing in misfortune.

Thinking of this, Hal Ballard packed up the sadness in his heart.

On the night of the long sword, Hal Ballad led the guards of the royal city to withstand the multiple attacks of the mob.Therefore, it was reused by the "Queen".

Many people said that he would be the perfect candidate for the second vice chancellor of Annuminas.

Sensing the "Queen's" sight, Hal Ballad immediately said: "If you need to visit the site, I know a place, maybe you will be interested."

　Thanks to book friend 20190601112629283, the parallel line is really handsome, and the monthly pass for medieval vodka.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)