Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 94 The Middle Continent Race (for subscription)

Third Age, 2941.

September.

People in Changhu Town only saw a gust of wind blowing from the north. The wind roared past like a thunderbolt, blowing the calm lake water into waves, and a large area of ​​houses rattled.

In the wind, there were bursts of terrifying roars of beasts, which made people shudder and panic.

Immediately afterwards, a huge golden and red figure flew across the sky, carrying incomparable oppression, roaring as if flying south.The hurricane even blew down the tallest house in the market.

"Dragon! It's a dragon!"

Countless people were like frightened rabbits, running around in terror.Changhu Town suddenly became a mess.

"No!" cried the greedy and cowardly mayor, because the house belonged to him.

Bud also looked at the terrifying figure going away with a look of shock, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Afterwards, according to the testimony of some guards, it was said that when the giant dragon Smaug passed over Longhu Town, a silver lightning flashed and flew over the east bank of the wooden bridge.

The speed of the two is almost the same.

This made Bud and the people of Changhu Town even more confused. They didn't know what happened, and because of the fear of the dragon, they dared not go out of the house for many days, lest they suddenly encounter a fire-breathing monster with fangs and claws. Behemoth.

"Maybe we should wait and see." Bud also changed his tone, saying so.

But many days later, the vicinity of Esgalos was quiet, except for the howling north wind and the increasingly cold lake water, there was not even a shadow of a giant dragon.

You boldly walked out of the house, wandered around, and came back safe and sound.

So, everyone was sure that the dragon had really left.

At this time, someone said that perhaps the silver lightning was the incarnation of Orome in the human world. He rode the holy spirit to fight against the evil dragon in the mountain.

But Bard felt that if anyone dared to face the dragon, it would be none other than the fabled hero of the North.

"If it's really the silver king, then maybe we don't have to worry about the dragon in the future!" The people became excited again when they heard Bard's conjecture.

They sang a ballad from far Rohan about the return of the Dragonborn.As they had sung before in praise of the King of the Mountain.

After finally waiting for them to celebrate, a discordant voice sounded.

"Maybe that thing is indeed that honorable lord! But isn't it more important for us to go to the dwarves to ask for compensation?" Gold craving.

"The dwarves promised us the treasures of the mountains! Now that the dragon is gone, it's time for the King of the Mountain to fulfill his oath! And don't forget, Smaug blew our houses down, isn't it theirs? Is it at fault? They awakened the dragon, and they caused us great loss!"

Many people were bewitched by him, thinking he was right, and now that the King of the Mountain has taken back his kingdom, maybe it's time to make good on his promise.

They were bustling with each other, shouting slogans such as asking the king under the mountain to pay compensation, and marched towards the lonely mountain.

Bud tried to dissuade him, but his words were not as bright as gold, so no one listened to him.

So he found the mayor and the sycophant Alfred behind the scenes, and said: "The dwarves are notoriously greedy and stubborn. You actually want to deduct part of their treasures that weigh more than their lives. This will cause conflicts between the two sides." .”

"Didn't the Lord Mayor warmly entertain them and support them when they were at their worst? Didn't they promise in the Lord Mayor's hall that if they regained their homes in the mountains, they would share their treasure with us?" Is it?" Alfred jumped up and down like a big mouse, annoying. "We just let them fulfill their promises, tell me, crow mouth bad, are we wrong?"

"No." Bud sighed: "But is it all right or wrong?"

But neither the provocative mayor—his big house was destroyed, the people who desperately wanted some kind of compensation and were dazzled by the imaginary gold and silver—would not listen to his persuasion.

Therefore, the archer became very pessimistic, because he had a hunch that many people would not be able to come back.

This chase between the dragon Smaug and the silver king alarmed even Thranduil in Mirkwood.

The Elven King stood on a high hill, looking up into the distance.But he only saw the distant sky, two figures, one red and one white, flew away at lightning speed, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After another half hour, the rumbling foul wind howled and blew across the edge of the forest, across the secluded dense forest river, and then across the Black Forest Mountains, towards Beorn's hut, until it was blocked by the towering Misty Mountains. , just stopped.

Beorn, the skin-changer, came out of his hut and looked into the distance in surprise.

"What an ominous wind, maybe I should go and see what the dwarves have done to my pony?" Beorn thought of his friends and felt obliged to ask.

So the skin-changing man jumped up, stretched, swelled, and deformed miraculously in mid-air. After landing, a huge black bear weighing several tons appeared.

The big bear roared and ran towards the black forest.

And this bad wind also alarmed Galadriel and Celeborn in the Golden Forest, and they seemed a little worried.Because neither of them can see who the final winner of this battle is.

At the same time, Thranduil was also thinking quickly: the dragon is gone, and the silver king is not here, maybe this is a good opportunity?

The elf king has always had a bad sense of dwarves, and there were many frictions and grievances between the two clans. Thorin cursed him in his palace.He also stole his wine barrel, escaped from the secret passage, and slapped Thranduil in the face very hard.

Plus.

He had already learned that Legolas and Tauriel ran out of the forest alone and disappeared.Out of concern for the only heir, the Elf King finally ordered a 2000-man army and marched towards the lonely mountain.

As a result, fate still broke out as promised.

As for whether the result is well known to us, please let us read on.

Turka didn't know yet that although Smaug hadn't died in the Long Lake, what was due had come anyway.One man and one horse turned into a ray of light, and followed the giant dragon in the sky, galloping south.

"Smaug on high! What are you afraid of!" Turka yelled, piercing the howling wind and reaching Smaug in the sky: "I'm unarmed now, why don't we stop and talk? "

Smaug was mad with rage.

In fact, since both parties are of the "Dragon" species, neither Old Smaug's flame nor Turka Arakano's magic sound had any effect on each other—

Smaug tried it, but when he spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm...a mouthful of dragon flame, it didn't achieve what it should have except making the holy light of Valinor on the Holy Spirit Nahar more dazzling. Effect.

On the contrary, with the help of Holy Spirit Nahar, Turka has the advantage in numbers,

If old Smaug did come down, it would be hard to tell who would win.

Not to mention, Smaug's back was opened with a long gash by the silver king. Although it was not fatal, the boiling dragon blood in his body was constantly draining, which made the cunning dragon even more afraid to tangle with it up.

"Scumbag!" Smaug cursed crazily while vibrating his huge wings in embarrassment, threatening insidiously: "You first attacked old Smaug by surprise, and because of the large number of people! Wait, wait! I healed my wounds, and I will let you taste the wrath of Smaug the dragon! Annuminas will be burned! The port of the elves (it refers to the gray port) is burned! The forest is burning, the river boils and disappears, and the people Wailing, screaming, but doomed!"

"You don't have this chance anymore." Turka said with a sullen face.

But in fact, both Nahar and Turka understand that if the giant dragon in the sky is allowed to escape, the terrifying scene it spoke of may really become a reality.

For this is Smaug!

As the largest evil dragon in the third era of Middle-earth, it is fully capable of making the entire race of Middle-earth pay a huge price for its evil and violence.

This is also one of the reasons why many people were reluctant in the beginning that Thorin's adventure team would anger the dragon Smaug.

From a third-party point of view, it would be too insane to provoke a big guy at the natural disaster level for the sake of the dwarves' selfishness!But from the point of view of the dwarves, regaining the former homeland is a sacred and inevitable choice, and no one can blame it!
It's a pity that the fateful throw only scratched Smaug!

Seeing Smaug desperately shaking his wings in the sky, Turka lamented, it really is man's plan, but heaven will make it happen!Up to now, no matter what, Smaug cannot be given a chance to recuperate, otherwise no one will be able to stop the disaster of the dragon.

Still, he's not completely out of luck.

The wound was not fatal, but Smaug would not be able to bear it after a long time.Now, it depends on who can't hold on first.

"Master Hal, it's up to you next," Turka said.

The holy spirit is full of fighting spirit, it said: "These years, the rules of Arda have made me weaker and weaker! But if I run against the wind on the earth, I will not lose to the winged guy in the sky! Come on, come on , let us see who is the king of speed in the Central Continent! Witness Vera!"

With it the name of the Mighty One was called.Suddenly, a breeze blew up on the ground.The wind was as thin as silk at first, and then gradually increased until it became a refreshing, warm breeze.

Nahar, the Holy Spirit, was running in this wind, his snow-white mane undulating like silk and satin, extremely magnificent.

But this wind will not cause it a little hindrance, on the contrary, with the rise of this sudden light wind, the earth also becomes solidified.

The originally uneven, wet and soft ground became flat and hard, and Nahar's golden horseshoe stepped on it as comfortably as walking on the land of Aman Continent.

The branches and low bushes on the side of the road avoided the silvery snow-like holy spirit;

what.

Manwe and Yavanna responded to Nahar, the Holy Spirit, and the breath and the earth of Arda were the first to witness its heroic appearance.

"Praise be to the king of the sky! Praise be to the mother of the earth!"

Nahal became more and more excited, it raised its huge horseshoe, almost every step was like running on the clouds!
Smaug in the sky was more terrified.

Because as the holy light of Valinor on the Holy Spirit on the ground became more and more dazzling, it could feel a strange power filling the world, and the wind became unfavorable to it.

"Running on the ground is always cheaper than flying in the sky!" Smaug roared uneasily, flapping his huge wings, the hurricane exploded in the sky like thunder.

"King of Speed? That's a nice title! But that belongs to Smaug!"

The three quickly passed through the vast Rovanian Great Wasteland, leaving Long Lake Town, Lonely Mountain, and even the Running River behind.He plunged headlong into the Loen Inner Sea!

Looking at the vast and boundless lake like a silver mirror, Holy Spirit Nahal ran even faster.

It shouted loudly: "ealwter-fréa Ancalima!" (The lord of the waters bless me)
Thus, the great lake became calm, and the purest starlight was reflected on the surface of the water.

A force came here.

Behold, Ulmo also cast his majestic eyes on Nahar the Holy Spirit and the Silver King at this time.

blah blah.

Every step Nahar stepped on was like stepping on the ground; its eyes began to emit holy white light, and the light of Valinor on its body was as strong as a small sun.

People near Dowinian (a plain area near the mouth of the River Run, on the northwest coast of the Loen Inland Sea, famous for its high-quality strong wines) were shocked to see that as a hurricane passed through, the Loen Inland Sea Suddenly a dazzling sun rose, and it went straight to the east.

"No, you cheated!"

Smaug yelled frantically, almost fainting.The poisonous blood on its back dripped down its belly into the Loen Inner Sea below, causing a large number of fish, shrimps and crabs to be poisoned to death.

The dragon turned to the southwest again, heading towards the Mountain of Ashes!

This time the wind was in his favour, and Smaug flapped his wings, and almost parted the clouds from the sky.

Nahar and Turka were chasing after him.

They crossed the Loen Inner Sea, crossed the wilderness and streams, followed the dragon Smaug, and plunged into the towering and gloomy Ash Mountains!

Looking at the endless ashes and bald peaks, Nahal was not to be outdone, and shouted: "The creator of the mountain, please protect me from tripping over the stones under my feet!"

Aul responded to it.

The rugged mountain became flat, and the rolling stones rolled down from it but could not hurt it, and a passage appeared in front of the Holy Spirit Nahar and the Silver King.

And as Turka and Nahar entered the gloomy Ash Mountains, the surroundings became darker and darker.

But at this moment, a strong wind blew away the clouds in the sky, and the stars all over the sky emitted a dazzling and bright light, illuminating the way forward for each person and horse.

Now even Turka couldn't help saying loudly: "Praise the queen of the stars! Praise the creator of the mountain!"

"No!"

The dragon's heart was about to jump out of his chest in fright: "This is not fair!"

It has vaguely felt that it is not just competing with the one man and one horse underneath.Instead, they are fighting against those powerful beings in the West that should only exist in legends and epics!
"You guys cheated! I don't accept it!!"

But this speed race that is destined to be sung forever is far from over, as more and more powerful people set their sacred sights on Central Continent.

Sauron in the form of Orendil almost fell in front of the gate of Minas Tirith!

The Dark Lord tremblingly looked towards the east.There, a hurricane was taking shape.

And the sky is full of divine gazes.

"how can that be!"

at the same time.

The distant dark continent.

An evil will also shuddered.

A trace of fear flashed in those eyes full of unspeakable viciousness, cunning, insidious, cruel, cruel, ferocious, and all the terrible words you can imagine in the world.

"This is really astonishing... It really is the Son of Destiny... Yiru really dotes on him... Those guys actually have no shame in helping him! Helping a mere mortal!! All the Valars have fallen. Already!!!"

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