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Perakir Port.

On the upper reaches of the mouth of the Anduin River, Gondor is the most important and one of the oldest ports.

At this time, it is on the largest and most conspicuous huge pier in the port.

Members of the expedition team of Morgan Aragon Legolas, as well as dozens of Dunedin Rangers are standing on the dock in full armor, waiting quietly.

"We have been waiting for a long time, when will the group of pirates come?"

The dwarf Jinli scratched his thick beard and said a little annoyed.

In the past two days, he felt like a tick had gotten into his beard, and it was getting more and more itchy like a lice.

But at this time, there is no condition to clean up, so I have to endure the itching.

"Why, there are lice?"

Perceiving the strangeness of Jin Li next to him, Morgan squinted at the dwarf with thick beard scratching his chin and asked.

"Louse...what louse..."

"How can it be!"

"How could I grow that thing."

After being asked abruptly by Morgan, Jin Li jumped immediately after being said, repeatedly denying it.

Speaking of which, dwarves have always regarded beards as their beauty, which is regarded as a symbol of the charm of men. If anyone hears of lice in their beards, it will definitely be a joke.

Looking at Jinli's excitement, Morgan was not surprised, nor did he reveal it, just smiled slightly and stopped talking.

On the other side, Aragorn said: "It should be coming soon. If they want to enter Gondor, they must pass through this port."

"Is it possible that they have passed?"

Legolas looked at the empty river in the distance and couldn't help but say something.

"It should be impossible..."

Morgan answered: "I have asked residents of nearby ports before, and they haven't seen a large fleet of ships appear on the water in the past few days."

"Hey, when did you ask? We have been together, why don't I know."

Jin Li looked at Morgan in surprise and asked.

"Because you were scratching your beard at that time..."

Morgan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Uh..."

When Morgan said this, Jin Li was speechless.

"coming..."

At this time, the voice of the leader of the ranger group "Halbarad" came from the side.

Everyone immediately raised their heads and saw that at the end of the wide and rushing river ahead, a huge mast ship appeared in everyone's sight.

Then came the second, third, fourth...

Seven or eight large ships with masts of different sizes and styles appeared on the big river ahead.

A black flag with a portrait of horror hung on the sail above the bow of every big ship.

This look is not a serious caravan at all.

And obviously it was a pirate fleet from the south.

"That's them..."

Aragorn looked at the fleet that kept coming, and said in a deep voice.

A group of Dunedin Rangers at the pier behind them had taken out their longbows and hit the arrows.

Time slowly passed.

The huge pirate fleet is also constantly approaching in the direction where everyone is.

Finally, when the pirate fleet sailed into the wide river in front of the pier, many pirate noises from the pirate ships reached the shore of the pier.

Aragorn didn't talk nonsense, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of Dunedin Rangers behind him immediately shot out arrows in their hands.

"Swish swish..."

Several pirates fell to the ground with arrows on the pirate ship closest to the pier, causing deaths and injuries.

The pirates have long noticed this small team on the dock.

But the time for them to go to the capital of Gondor was urgent, and they did not pay attention to the small team on the shore.

Suddenly attacked this time, the pirates immediately exploded.

"None of us intends to clean up you, you dare to take the lead in provocation!"

"It's okay!"

"Kill them, kill them all!"

An angry roar command came from the pirate leader at the stern immediately, and the pirate ship hitting the arrow immediately turned the bow and headed towards the pier.

"You are waiting..."

Seeing the incoming pirates, Aragorn murmured, raised his hand and pulled out the sword of Elendil on his waist, holding it high towards the pirate fleet on the river ahead, and shouted, "Kill them all!"

The voice fell.

Headed by the skull leader wearing a crown, the skeleton phantom exuding a pale green terrifying light immediately rushed out from the rear dock.

Densely dense, endless...

Just seeing these terrifying undeads were so scared that the crowd of pirates screamed, they were overwhelmed by the undead army.

The first, the second, the third...

......

Rohan.

The golden light group hangs high.

The warm wind blows the ground.

The royal capital of Edolas.

Busy at this time.

Just returned to Edolas from the deep valley of Helm yesterday.

This morning, I saw the skyrocketing smoke from the beacon tower at the peak of the towering White Mountains.

This is a plea from Gondor.

King Theoden will also follow the ancient covenant with Gondor and once again assist Gondor.

Fortunately, Rohan was not long before the end of the horn castle defense battle, and he had the promise and preparation to Gandalf before.

King Theotun was quick to rectify the army this time.

In front of the Golden Palace Square in Dusseldorf, a new white horse galloping flag struggling in the wind.

The king's flag fluttering in the wind.

The two small hobbits were holding a dagger at this time, kneeling on one knee and a half before the kingdom of Hiodun, who was fully armed with armor.

"We are willing to serve you, Your Majesty King Theoden."

"I accept your allegiance."

"From now on, appoint Meriadok Brandy Deer and Perry Green Tucker as servants of Rohan..."

"Lead it..."

King Theotun stretched out his hand to lift the two up for the Hobbit, and said with a smile.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Meili and Pipin hurriedly spoke in excitement and accepted with joy.

When the sky light group climbed overhead.

The hussar army of Edoras has been rectified.

King Hiodun rode in front of him, watching the densely packed hussars shouting: "Warriors!"

"The beacon of Gondor has burned, and the old covenant remains..."

"For Rohan!"

"Set off!"

The king's voice fell.

All the soldiers cheered in unison.

Immediately afterwards.

The white horse king flag on the black background is flying.

Under the leadership of King Theoden, the Rohan hussars swept out of Edolas and sprinted towards the direction of King Gondor.

......

The old capital of Gondor.

Osgilias.

Thick dark clouds enveloped the sky.

Andu rose from thick fog on both sides of the river.

In the white mist, low roars, wailings, roars, screams, mixed sword strikes, and strange screams continued to sound throughout this huge ruined city.

As Gondor, he is now the first and last line of defense against Modo half-orcs.

The defending army led by Faramir fought too many times with the orcs of Minas Devil's Lair.

But no one can be as difficult as this time.

The fighting actually lasted for nearly two days.

Especially with the eruption of the Doomsday volcano from Modo last night, enough to stain the sky and clouds with blood.

And a cyan beam of light that burst into the sky immediately after that erupted from the Minas Demon Cavern.

From then on, the Orcs across the Anduin River didn't seem to want to continue working with the Gondor army on the other side of the river, but became more dedicated and crazy.

Just like now, the Orcs didn't care about loss at all, and waves of Orc warriors kept pouring in from the other side.

The battle is getting fiercer.

The Gondor fighters led by Faramir were beaten back and forth.

Although it can barely hold here for the time being, hold Osgilias.

But if there is no support from the back of the Minas Tirith Royal Capital.

The fall here is only a matter of time.

"boom..."

Raising his hand to block a half-orc rushing out of the corner in front of him, Faramir turned around and cut off the ugly head of the opponent, and then ran to the front moving quickly.

"emission!"

"Swish swish..."

In the small ruins fortifications, several soldiers fired volleys of bows and arrows, and suddenly four or five orcs charged in the fog on the opposite side were shot to the ground.

At this time, Faramir's body shape appeared around.

"Faramir..."

The middle-aged warrior leader saw you, Faramir, immediately stepped forward and said, "The soldiers are dead and injured, and we can't support it anymore."

Faramir was about to speak.

at this time.

"what..."

A terrible piercing sound, as if the sound of sharp nails scratching on the blackboard was amplified countless times, and the disgusting sound suddenly rang over Osgilias.

At this moment, all the Gondor soldiers in the ruins couldn't help but stretch their hands to their ears with expressions of pain.

Immediately afterwards.

In the sight of the still-living Gondor warriors, a huge and fierce behemoth is flying over the ruins of Osgilias. On the back of the fierce behemoth is sitting an evil figure shrouded in black robes. Zgur (ring spirit).

"No, Nazgul is here..."

"Retreat, notify all the soldiers to retreat!"

"We are going to evacuate to Minas Tirith."

"Quickly, go and inform all the soldiers!"

"Quickly!!"

Faramir looked at the nightmare figure in the air, and immediately shouted at the middle-aged leader in front of him and the soldiers around him.

It didn't take long.

A large group of Gondor warriors burst out from the ruins of the old capital of Osgilias.

Some ride horses, some run wild on foot without finding a horse.

All the Gondor warriors were rushing and retreating, towards the huge and great "White City" Minas Tirith in the distance.

"Nazgur is here!"

"Run!"

"Quickly..."

The Gondor soldiers led by Faramir evacuated resolutely.

The orcs were busy occupying Osgilias and could not catch up with the retreating soldiers.

But riding on the flying evil and ferocious behemoth monsters, the ring spirits did not intend to let these human warriors go.

See the human warriors retreating.

The ring spirits immediately chased after them riding on the huge and extremely fast flying behemoths.

"what..."

The extremely harsh screams continued.

The fighters struggling to flee can only cover their ears, their faces are nervous and frightened, and they flee forward in an extremely embarrassed form.

But how fast is the ferocious behemoth.

Flying quickly over the fugitive human warriors was just a dive.

Next second.

Immediately, several human warriors and horses were overturned and torn to pieces by the ferocious behemoth.

"Ahhhhh..."

"Run..."

"Save me...Save me..."

Nazgul dived continuously.

Below, humans screamed and cried out endlessly.

Several ring spirits ride on the ferocious beast and wantonly hunt down the Gondor warriors below.

The soldiers in the retreat were almost helpless to fight back.

at this time.

The side entrance of the capital of Minas Tirith in the distance ahead.

A white horse, white clothes, white beard and white hair, rushed out of the royal capital and rushed towards the extremely dangerous fugitive troops in the distance.

A retrograde in such a dangerous situation.

It immediately attracted the attention of many soldiers and civilians who were on the large wall of Minas Tirith who were worried about the fleeing soldiers on the vast plain ahead.

"Look, it's the White Knight..."

"The White Knight is helping the soldiers..."

"It's really great..."

Amidst the cheers of the crowd on the wall of Baicheng.

The white knight Gandalf held high the light of the dazzling staff and rushed retrograde towards the roaring ferocious behemoths and evil spirits.

For a time.

The light is brilliant.

......

after an hour.

The highest floor of Minas Tirith, in the palace hall.

The current ruling prime minister, Denesor, sat on the bench that represented the dusty king's throne, looking at his son Faramir, who was wounded and awkward, with an extremely gloomy expression.

"I'll give Osgilias to you, so you abandon it like this?" Denethor asked unceremoniously.

"There are too many half-orcs, even Nazgul has appeared..."

"I can't keep it going..."

"This is a truthful choice I made based on my judgment at the time."

Faramir said so.

"Choose truthfully..."

"Humph..."

"Then, you let the ring of strength be sent to Modo!"

"Allow a weak and ignorant halfling to take them on a journey of death, and not bring the ring back to me. Is this also the choice you made after your judgment?"

"tell me!"

Denesor looked at him angrily at this young son who had been disobedient since he was a child, and his face was full of anger and questioned again.

"Yes, it was the choice I made after my judgment..."

Faramir said truthfully again.

"Ah..."

"You can never compare to your brother..."

"Boromir will remember his father's needs..."

"I know you always wished that it was me who was lying in bed now, not my brother..."

"you're right..."

Facing the sad words of his youngest son, Denesor spoke softly, his expression extremely cold: "I do think so."

The voice fell.

For a time.

The entire hall instantly became extremely silent and extremely depressed.

Not long.

The hall door was knocked again.

Soon, the attendant walked into the hall with Gandalf in a white robe and a few warrior leaders.

Denesor, sitting on the bench, looked at the younger son before him and spoke again: "Osgilias is an important defense of our periphery, and it is also the place where your brother has been stationed for many years..."

"What do you want me to do?"

Faramir asked simply.

"We must not just step back and give up Anduin and Perano Plain."

"so..."

Denesor looked at the younger son in front of him with a gloomy expression and said again: "Osgilias must be taken back!"

Faramir said without hesitation: "Osgilias is already very difficult to take back!"

"Then find a way..."

Denesor just glanced at his son in front of him~www.readwn.com~, looked at the people who came by, and continued to say to himself: "There is always danger in war."

"You guys, who has the courage to take back Osgilius for me?"

Denesor asked while looking at the leaders.

But let these few immediately feel like sitting on pins and needles.

After listening to Denesor, Gandalf finally understood that the rumor that the ruling prime minister did not like the younger son was true.

The hall was silent.

After a while, Faramir said softly again: "I'll go."

"If I can return..."

"Father, please change your opinion of me..."

Faramir finished speaking softly, then turned and walked heavily to the outside of the hall step by step.

afternoon.

Clouds from Modo obscured the sky and covered the sky.

In front of the gate of Minas Tirith.

Armed and tired, Faramir once again led a group of Gondor soldiers to stand in front of the gate.

Finally, the city gate was slowly opened.

Faramir took the lead, leading the soldiers behind, getting closer and closer to the distance, and the dense and endless army of orcs rushed forward.

After half an hour.

Except for a horse dragging a **** corpse back to the gate of White City, the other Gondor soldiers who attacked were wiped out.

after an hour.

Perano is on the vast plains.

The countless, densely packed, countless army of half orcs has steadily stood in front of the White City of Minas Tirith.

The war is about to start.