Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 89 Sauron and Morgoth
When Adrasil first saw the guy who called himself Orendil in the big tent under the city of Umbar, he felt like he was being targeted by bad luck.

But at that time, no one noticed Sauron's true face, because the body he chose was so good and beautiful.Sauron's new form has long golden hair, dark eyes, and a noble temperament like a king.His speech and demeanor are polite and polite, which makes people feel like spring breeze.

He called Exelian the king of men in the West, the great Lord of Gondor, and called himself a servant.

He said: "Thanks for the honorable Exelion's meeting, please allow me to introduce myself: I am the descendant of Western humans in the south. Pirates, to show the majesty of the former king, I am extremely excited! Just because I share the same ancestors with the humans of Gondor! This will also be the glory of me and my family! I would like to do my best for your majesty’s achievements, please the great The Lord of Gondor allows."

In the beginning, Exelian was still wary of Sauron, and it lasted for a long time.

But Sauron's body was too deceptive, and Sauron, incarnated as Orendil, kept spewing sweet words containing deadly venom at Exelion, and his voice was like a silent The drizzle, like beautiful music, can always touch the deepest desire of the heart.

Soon, Exelion was moved by his persuasion.He asked the guy who called himself "Aurandil", "So, what can you do for me?"

Orandil immediately said: "I heard that the great Lord of Gondor led his warriors to launch a general attack on the city of pirates! But if you are willing to believe me, I have a way to persuade Angametti II to leave the city and surrender. The warriors who come to Gondor will avoid a fearless sacrifice, and you will have the title of "Lord of Mercy" added to your title! "

According to him, his family has certain kinship with Umbar's ruling family.So, the Pirate King might heed his advice.

Considering the complicated genealogy among the Númenóreans, it was quite possible, and no one ever doubted it.

However, Adrasil, the swan knight, was very wary of this guy who called himself Orandil, and his heart was always full of anxiety.He thought that this person was of unknown origin, and that Exelion should not trust him.

Other lords either agreed or opposed also expressed their opinions.

In this regard, Orandil seemed very confident.He stood in the big tent without saying a word, like a king and a servant.

Exelion hesitated.

On the one hand, he felt that this human made him inexplicably uneasy, but on the other hand, the power of the ring and Sauron affected him at the same time.

In Exelion's mind, there were two voices fighting each other.

One of them said: This person cannot be trusted!

Another said: It doesn't hurt to try!
The will of mankind could not compete with the power of the Dark Lord, and finally Exelian's heart was filled by the voice behind.

He said.

"If Angamiti II is willing to lead all his minions out of the city to surrender and present his crown! Then, as you said, I will spare him!"

Sauron smiled smugly in the dark.

Because he knows that the most powerful kingdom in the human world has opened its doors to him.The son of Turgon II was doomed to become his plaything.

But at this moment, Sauron didn't show it at all, because he knew better that many people were still very wary of him.

Including the family with elf blood.

So, he bowed respectfully to the son of the prime minister of Gondor, and left Exelian's tent.

Sauron, in the form of Orendil, walked alone into Umbar, the pirate city that had trapped the Gondor warriors for six months, amidst everyone's astonishment, confusion, mockery, and puzzled gaze.

Not long after, he led all the Umbar nobles, including the pirate king Angamati II, and walked out with bare hands.

"This is really surprising!" The lords of Gondor said in amazement, and they were obviously a little impressed by the guy who called himself Orandil.

Soldiers, too, were thankful that they did not have to continue to shed their blood beneath the scorching southern port.

"Victory! Victory! Victory!"

At the beginning, only a small group of people cheered happily, but when they saw that the original enemy was actually dressed in plain clothes, holding up his glorious crown, he knelt down before his own general, Exel of Minas Tirith. In front of Lian, everyone burst into loud shouts that resounded through the sky.

"Exthelion the Conqueror!"

The soldiers shouted, their faces and eyes were filled with fanatical light.

"Exthelion the Merciful!"

"Hero! Exelian! Hero!"

The lords immediately lowered their proud heads to show their respect.

And Sauron turned into Orendil, standing beside Exelian who was suppressing the excitement and excitement, and Angametti II who was expressionless, with a smile on his handsome face.

Third Age 2941, July.

Umbar surrenders to Gondor!
Son of Turgon II, the future Exelion II the 'Fallen' became another Gondorian hero who conquered the pirate city of Umbar!

The news of the defeat of the thousand-year-old enemy came to Minas Tirith from the south like a hurricane.

People excitedly talked about the warriors ahead, looking forward to the return of the army.Even the emergence of more and more patients has been temporarily forgotten.The whole city became alive and active in an instant and morbidly.

It was under such circumstances that Gandalf rode a steed to the White City.

"Minas Tirith!"

Looking at the seven-story stone city standing on the plain of Pelenno, the huge black shadow of Mount Mindoruin at the end of Ered Nimrais, the white mountain range, is reflected on the magnificent white city, and the towering mountain body is getting more and more beautiful in the dawn. White, the eyes of the gray-robed wizard showed a trace of solemnity.

"Mith Randil!"

The soldiers guarding the huge iron gate in the lower city shouted: "Maybe you came at the wrong time, Baicheng temporarily does not welcome guests! And you always bring sad and dangerous news. Say, it may not be a good thing!"

"That's why I'm here!"

The gray-robed wizard's voice was majestic and resonant, and it reached the royal court above the seven stone walls: "The acting master of this holy white city should open the gates and welcome me! Because I will solve his troubles. The stubborn illness in my heart!"

Many people heard the wizard's words, and to the delight of the guards and the people of Minas Tirith, soon, they really heard the sound of horns above the royal court.

The prime minister ordered the guards to open the city gate.

So Gandalf was finally able to enter the city of hope in the human world.

Here, the gray robe wizard encountered almost exactly the same situation as the brown robe Radagast.Turgon II didn't believe the 'scaremongering' of the gray-robed wizard at first, until he heard that the wizard Gandalf was attacked, and the opponent was also a mysterious Ishtar, so the Prime Minister of Gondor believed that the eruption in his city It was not some plague, but some evil sorcery.

But that's another story. Maybe we can find out a thing or two from the secret royal volumes such as "The Kings List" and "The Mystery of Ishtar", but at that time, not many people knew about it.

Nengweiao Lake, Annuminas.

On a starry night, Turka traveled across most of Middle-earth and rushed back to the King's Tower.

"You mean, the culprit is the blue-robed wizard Arataar?" The non-stop running around did not leave too many marks on the silver king's face. Turka sat on a wide chair, as if asking Inquiry, as if talking to himself: "Is there that unspeakable enemy?"

There were only two people in the room, he and Radagast the brown robe.

He stared at the brown-robed wizard, his dragon-like golden eyes were stressful and reborn. "But how is that possible? He has been expelled into the void by the Valars, and he can hardly come back! As far as I know! Or is this just your imagination, Radagast."

The friend of the forest who fought against the fallen blue-robed wizard seems to be a different person than before. The robe on his body has been replaced with a new one, his hair and beard have been groomed, and his cane and long sword have become a cigarette. gun.

While puffing, he frowned and said: "If it's just Sauron, we can't do this! None of us will work for Sauron, no matter how cunning and evil he is! But the Great Dark King is different, if we say , someone can make an Ishtar obey orders, I can't think of a second candidate except for the former Demon King!"

This news is so explosive, it can be said that it is almost comparable to Turka's first meeting with Iluvita.

Turka frowned deeply, and an inexplicable irritability welled up in his heart.

He murmured: "It shouldn't be. Could it be that my butterfly's wings are really so powerful? Morgoth was blown out..."

Because the silver king spoke in a strange language that Radagast did not understand, the wizard gave him a strange look: "What?"

"No, please ignore my raving."

Turka woke up suddenly. He shook his head, as if trying to get rid of some disturbing thoughts. He concentrated on it and asked, "Let's not talk about this. Tell me, Radagast, can you solve this problem?" Witchcraft?"

"It's not easy, but yes, I can."

The brown-robed wizard sucked the last puff of smoke into his throat, and then it came out of his ears and nose, with a look of intoxication-Turka's eyelids twitched.

"I have found the source of the disease, and soon, I will be able to restore the health of the people in the city!"

In fact, the brown wizards have tried praying to the Mighty Ones.But the news Vera fed back was specious and mysterious, and even Radagast couldn't fully understand it.

Therefore, this caused the slovenly friend of the forest in Turka's original impression to be a different person.Radagast even needed to learn the vices of the gray-robed wizard in order to conceal his inner fear and anxiety.

It can be seen how much pressure the "unspeakable" person in their mouths put on the brown-robed wizard.

"This is good!"

Turka nodded, and asked again: "So, the Alatar you mentioned, is he still in Anuminas? Or, is he still in the north?"

Radagast put away his new hobby, and said frowningly: "Maybe, maybe not! He is an Ishtar, my lord. When we want to hide, almost no one can find it." us."

"You said it too, almost!"

Turka said coldly, with several dangerous flashes of light in the dragon-like eyes: "Radagast, I hope you can help me to get him out of his rat holes! I know you can Yes, you managed to find him this time!"

The dragonborn stood up, and the stalwart figure gave people a sense of oppression: "You can use Palantir, which is also a very powerful tool!"

"I'll do my best, I'll do my best." Radagast became even more frowning. He shook his long gray eyebrows in a funny way, and muttered, "I just hope that he's still in the north! Or, not in the north." Better. I don't want to be rubbed against the ground by him again... He's stronger, stronger than in Valinor! Maybe, maybe, unfortunately, I can't beat him! It's a sad story ..."

Turka was dumbfounded.

However, the appearance of the brown-robed wizard gave him a familiar feeling, as if this was in line with his image.

He couldn't help asking: "Do you remember what happened in the Blessed Land?"

Only then did Radagast recover from his muttering, he let out a cry, and said with a smile: "A little bit, but yes! But it's not important, I have experienced more in Central Continent!"

Knowing that he didn't want to talk about the Western Holy Land, Turka could only regretfully skip this.He walked to a window, looked at Annuminas in the night, and asked, "Did the Holy White Council know what happened here? What did Lord Elrond and Lady Galadriel say?"

"Maybe we need to hold another meeting!" Radagast said: "These recent events contain too much information, and it's too scary. The wise men of all Central Continent should gather to discuss the countermeasures!"

"Then that's it!"

Turka saw that many important ministers had gathered in the King's Tower, so he said: "After finishing the dwarf affairs, hold another meeting."

He looked at Radagast and said solemnly, "About the dark enemy, Morgoth!"

Then temporarily ended this terrible topic.

In the Great Hall of the King's Tower.

Turka met with Finner, Galdo, Halbalad and some other important ministers.

The Silver King sat on the throne in the middle of the hall, overlooking everyone.

"I've heard about that night, and now, I have three orders!" At that moment, Turka showed his ruthless side for the first time.

"First: Decapitate the instigator!"

"Second: Hang those with blood on their hands!"

"Third: The coerced person is innocent!"

Short but cruel orders, almost all the elves and Dúnedain who met the silver-white king's icy vertical pupils couldn't help but shudder, as if they could smell an extremely strong smell from these three simple orders. The smell of blood.

But no one dared to speak out, including Fenner.

For one thing, although Turka's three orders were cruel, compared to the bad behavior that night, those people seemed to deserve what they deserved.Secondly, Fenna knew that there were some things that the king ordered and would not be changed.

This is the majesty of being a king and the means of governing the country.

It will not vary from person to person.

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