The 295th Chapter Minas Tirith War (1)
"Aragorn..."
"In my dwarf's opinion, it's not a good choice for us to come here! Gandalf is going crazy now, I think, maybe we really don't need to listen to him anymore?"
The dwarf Gimli tightly held the long-handled battle ax in his hand, looking at the gloomy cave environment around him, he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.
Even though he himself is an adult dwarf who has lived underground for a long time and is extremely familiar and adaptable to the cave environment, he is really reluctant to come to this place of the dead called Ding Fu!
This place, in Jinli's opinion, is really too evil!
In fact, this matter started a few days ago: they waited for two days in the Golden Forest of Lothlorian for the holy sword of Nasir, which was about to be recast by Elrond King Elrond, the Elan known as the "Flame of the West" After the sword of Dill and the Anduril were handed over to Aragorn, Gandalf strongly urged the three of them to come here, hoping that Aragorn could recruit the undead army here?
This can be said to be Gandalf's last struggle, this stubborn old man, he will not allow his plan to fail! Of course, this is also the last chance for Aragorn, the thirty-ninth generation grandson of Isildur!
Therefore, the old man desperately hoped that Aragorn could appear on the battlefield of Minas Tirith as a savior, defeat the orc army with shocking means, and then try to take the kingship of the Kingdom of Gondor forcibly!
Since Denethor doesn't give it to him, Gandalf has other ways to get it! There are some things that even the prime minister of Gondor can't stop.
"Look, this man, before he died, must have suffered some painful torture..."
The elven prince Legolas who also followed Aragorn into this land of the dead didn't care about the complaints of the dwarf Gimli at all. He just walked to a stone gate and stared curiously at a conspicuous body lying on the ground. corpse.
"In desperation, he tried to hack through the gate with his sword and escape? However, he failed in the end."
Legolas carefully looked at the fully equipped skeleton, which was holding the stone door with his hands, and fell helplessly on the cold ground in a strange posture. Judging from his wide skeleton, it was obvious that it was A man with a strong body, and it seems that his status is very extraordinary?
This can be seen from the full body armor that the opponent is still wearing.
Those chain mails are also covered with a beautiful golden color, and they also wear a gold patterned helmet on their heads. Even on the golden belt, you can vaguely see a few precious garnets inlaid. If he saw the intact harness and horse carcass on the side, as well as the broken and broken sword, it would not be difficult to guess his noble status.
"This is an ominous place, the home of the undead... We must be more careful, and we must not repeat the mistakes of this Rohan nobleman..."
After watching the surrounding situation sharply for a while, Legolas firmly grasped his bow, ready to attack at any time.
"You are right, Legolas."
"Judging from his harness and armor style, if I remember correctly, he should be the son of Brigo, the former king of the Meduxi Golden Temple, and the former crown prince of Rohan—Bado!"
Aragorn among the three also came over at this time and squatted down to inspect it carefully, but he did not dare to touch the corpse rashly, but after observing silently for a while, he stood up and whispered sighed:
"May the inscription flowers in my heart never wither..."
"There are a total of sixteen royal tombs in the Rohan Hussars, and all of them are covered with grass. In such a long time, when he was lying alone in front of a door that couldn't be opened..."
Where does this door lead to? Why does he want to go there so much?
I'm afraid no one will ever know...
After muttering to himself for a while, Aragorn felt that no matter why this Bardo came here, how similar is his experience to their own and others?
today,
They also had to walk into this land of the dead, into the home of the dead.
If the three of them can't complete the task Gandalf asked for, maybe they will end up like the former Crown Prince of Rohan, Bador: become a corpse that no one cares about, lying alone in a certain place in this place. In the corner, waiting for the discovery and exclamation of later generations, right?
"You don't want to know, what's behind this door?!"
Compared to the dead former Crown Prince of Rohan, Jin Li was actually more curious about what was behind this closed stone door? Why was this man trying to open it before he died?
Could it be... there is something valuable in it, like endless gold or other treasures? !
"Stop your curiosity for now, Jinli, if I were you, I wouldn't want to open that door..."
"I'm here, and I feel strong malice! Obviously, the undead here, they don't welcome us living people who broke in here! If we still want to go out alive, we'd better be vigilant at all times!"
Holding a torch in his left hand and the holy sword of Nasir in his right, Aragorn warned Gimli, who seemed to be approaching the stone gate, with a serious expression, and then took the lead to lead the way and continued to walk deep into the land of the dead.
"Hurry up and keep up, don't look at the ground, and don't care about the tentacles of those undead!"
After feeling that there seemed to be a huge platform and the sound of the wind ahead, Aragorn took the lead and rushed forward.
He needs to continue to explore, find the undead here, and then... and then what to do, he actually doesn't know...
"Wow... so many... skeletons..."
It’s okay if Aragorn didn’t remind him. After he said this, Gimli’s body became stiff instead. Then he lowered his head and looked at the road that was almost entirely composed of human skeletons and skulls. Road of corpses.
"Hey! You two guys wait for me!"
Seeing that the elf Legolas had followed Aragorn into the fog of undeath, Gimli was terrified.
Then, he began to stride and run on top of these skulls recklessly, and kept tearing off those smoky undead arms that kept grabbing and trying to hold him, and escaped for his life. Generally, he chased after the two of them.
...
When the three of them finally crossed the land of skulls and several winding passages, they came to a huge rock building like an underground fortress gate. Here, there is a huge platform covered with stone slabs, and in front of the platform is the abyss, and on the other side is the gate of this building?
This is the underground fortress of the former mountain people?
"Who broke into my territory..."
At this time, an ethereal and sinister voice suddenly sounded in this empty underground square.
When Aragorn, Gimli, and Legolas turned around in the direction of the sound for the first time, they realized that on the originally empty platform, a man wearing a crown appeared slowly. , the figure of an undead in ragged clothes?
"Are you the ruler of the undead here? We are here to ask you undead to fulfill a promise!"
After discovering an undead who could speak and seemed to be able to communicate, Aragorn finally felt a little comforted in his heart.
As long as these undead can still communicate, that's fine. He's afraid that the other party can't communicate, and then he doesn't know how to order or control the other party. At that time, the most terrible thing!
"Hehehe...the undead here do not allow the living to pass through!"
On the translucent skeleton face of the undead, the skeleton-like mouth without a trace of flesh and blood opened and closed like that, making it impossible for the three of them to judge each other's general attitude based on their expressions.
"I'm sure you'll let me pass!"
Just when Aragorn was about to take two steps forward and talk carefully with this guy who seemed to be the leader of the undead, the other party suddenly opened his mouth and laughed coldly.
Then, after the other party's laughter echoed in the underground cave or mountain fortress, the portals on the cliffs began to light up. What followed was that countless ferocious undead soldiers began to be awakened by the opponent, and quickly stepped on the cliff or mid-air without any footholds, floating like that and quickly surrounded the three of them.
"This road doesn't work..."
"Now, accept your fate of imminent death...then, join us..."
The leader of the undead who was talking and wearing a crown sneered like that, holding the long sword in his hand, and rushed towards Aragorn with a bad expression.
"!?"
Seeing the opponent's movement, Legolas quickly drew an arrow and quickly pulled the bow, and instantly pierced the opponent's head with his elf long arrow!
It's a pity that the precise elf arrow didn't cause any damage to the undead?
In fact, this long arrow directly pierced through the heads of the leader of the undead and dozens of minions behind him! But it was like shooting into the air, without any hindrance, it shot straight into the distance and disappeared in the darkness.
"Hehehe..."
Then, the undead leader continued to sneer like that, rushed up with his long sword held high, and used his phantom-like weapon to strike Aragorn's head straight down!
choke!
There was a sound of metal collision when the long swords intersected. What the undead leader didn't expect was: the blow he thought would kill, his illusory undead energy sword body, would be blocked by the enemy's long sword?
"How can this be?!"
At the moment when it was dazed, Aragorn took two steps forward, grabbed the opponent's neck with one hand, and put his holy sword horizontally under the opponent's neck.
"I am Aragorn, the son of Arathorn, the thirty-ninth grandson of Isildur!"
"I came here to ask you to fulfill your promise and accept my call to fight for me! How about it? Tell me, your answer?!"
After threatening the opponent with the blade, Aragorn pushed the opponent away forcefully, and held the holy sword vertically in front of him, so that all the undead could clearly see it. .
"This is absolutely impossible! Isildur...he is extinct!"
Seeing this kind of thing suddenly, the undead king of the mountain people still felt a little unbelievable.
He remembered that the Isildur who cursed them and made them look like this, hadn't he died long ago? Why now, there is another inexplicable thirty-nine-generation grandson? !
This matter actually starts from the second era of Middle-earth.
At that time, near the White Mountain in the north of Gondor, there lived a group of human beings, who were called the people of the mountains.
They once regarded the demon king Sauron as their belief and god. However, when the Kingdom of Gondor was established, due to the strength of Gondor, the king of the mountain people had to lead his subordinates to swear allegiance to King Isildur of Gondor!
They had sworn that they would answer Isildur's call and take part in the war against Sauron.
However, when the real war came, these mountain people rejected the call of the King of Gondor. They did not dare to fight the gods they once believed in, and did not dare to fight the demon king Sauron. Their oath, refuse to answer Isildur's call!
So, Isildur, who was furious, used the power of the holy sword and the rules here in Middle-earth, and cursed the opponent in turn with the power of the holy contract.
Regarding this matter, Isildur once said: If the mountain people do not fulfill their promise, they will never rest in peace, and this curse will continue until the other party is willing to fulfill their oath!
As a result, those mountain people who hid in the mountains and did not dare to confront Sauron, as time passed, they gradually became dead because of Isildur's curse, and the country died because of it.
Even their souls have been lingering in the middle-earth world, and the coldness and loneliness in their hands can never be relieved...
"However, the fact is not!"
"Now, you all look at me, at the Nasir holy sword in my hand, and at the double snake ring in my hand!"
After showing his identity, Aragorn fiercely threatened the undead leader and some seemingly high-level undead with the holy sword in his hand.
"I order you: obey my call, regain your honor, and fight for me! And I will regard you as fulfilling your promise and lift the curse on you!"
"..."
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"Woo~! Woo~!"
A burst of sharp and distant horror horns sounded, and when the smoke from the Doomsday Volcano had completely covered the sun, and then, when the shadows began to cover the entire Minas Tirith, those who had been huddled in Aos The army of half-orcs in the western city of Gilliath could finally no longer be afraid of the sunlight that made them uncomfortable, and began to walk out of the ruins of the city majestically, and slowly approached the capital of Gondor after forming an array.
"Woo~! Woo~!"
The shrill horns continued, and the half-orc phalanx began to march forward step by step, chanting all kinds of chaotic slogans according to the horn prompts.
A large half-orc formation with at least thousands of people, a group of tall Ogre plate armor trolls, and those towering giants who are being pushed by several giant trolls and countless half-orc coolies, even bigger than Mina. The giant ladder trolley and the well curb, which were even higher than the city wall of Stiles, were slowly approaching the city wall at the front of the half-orc army's phalanx.
If you look carefully, the defenders of Gondor will also find that in the middle of the orc army formation, there is a huge and hideous siege weapon, that terrifying gate ram—Gron!
Of course, in addition to the nearly 100,000 half-orc army on the ground, in the sky, there are several ring spirit flying dragon knights flying and circling above the half-orc army. They are monitoring and controlling the half-orc army. and is ready to launch an air strike on the capital of Gondor at any time.
"snort……"
"Faramir! Go down immediately, go to the head of the city and start commanding the battle. Remember your mission: defend the city wall as much as possible and hold back the enemies! You must not let them attack too quickly!"
In the Royal Court of Gondor at the top of Minas Tirith, on the viewing platform in front of the withered holy white tree, Denethor II, the regent of Gondor, seems to have fully recovered , just wearing a tight-fitting black dress, like an old lion, coldly looking at the huge half-orc army of nearly 100,000 people outside Minas Tirith.
But at this moment, he wasn't really worried.
Because, the main force of the United Kingdom of Alicia has already reached the wilderness north of Minas Tirith, and it won't take long for them to reach the battlefield soon.
Therefore, Denethor also knows that their city only needs to hold on for half a day!
Because of this, he felt relieved to let his only remaining son, Faramir, go to the front line. In his opinion, this battle should not be too fierce. After all, when the main force of the United Kingdom arrives, then it will be a truly bloody and cruel battle!
However, during the offensive and defensive battle at the head of the city, their enemy's strong troops could not be stretched, but the defenders in their city had a great advantage.
"Yes, father!"
After receiving the order, Faramir did not hesitate. After saluting respectfully, he turned around and put on his swan-winged general helmet, and greeted a group of walking swan knights to walk down the stairs to the city head below. Trot away.
They have been waiting for this day for a long time! When they came back to Minas Tirith from Essinger's red-robed mage tower a few days ago through a magical teleportation spell, they have been nervously preparing for the defense of the city.
Although it was definitely too late to order reinforcements to the rear cities, they still managed to recruit enough militiamen and prepared various defense fortifications and supplies in the city.
Up to now, in the huge city of Minas Tirith, the capital of Gondor, in addition to the nearly 20,000 defenders of Gondor who were improvised and put together urgently, there is also a teleportation that was opened by the red-robed witch with supreme mana. The door sent a total of fifty 'Nemesis' large-caliber cannons, as well as 300 'Goddess' Fury' musketeers led by General Reinas of the Second Legion to protect the cannons.
At this moment, they are in the royal garden behind the regent King Denethor, staying on the artillery positions they have set up long ago, ready to launch shelling on the enemy at any time!
For these cannons, there is no higher and more suitable place for artillery positions than this Royal Court Terrace Garden! The location here is high, the field of vision is far away, and there is not much need to worry about the enemy's counterattack?
"Excuse me, General Reynas, can your cannons deal with those flying Nazgul Knights?"
After watching the movement of the enemy for a while, Denethor looked worriedly at the young female general Reinas who was standing next to him and observing the enemy's situation with him, and cautiously asked.
Now, if the half-orc army doesn't have those ring spirits, then Denethor is sure to hold Minas Tirith for at least a few days, and he can even hold out until his defenders are exhausted or the main force of the United Kingdom arrives. And join the station so far!
After all, this Minas Tirith is a fortress with layers of defenses. Those streets and city gates surrounding the mountain are solid barriers that can consume the vitality of the orcs to the maximum!
It's a pity that those ring spirits and those flying monsters are too deterrent to the defenders! When they were in the western city of Osgilias, their Gondor had already suffered a great loss from those ring spirits! The opponent's screams and the huge figure that just flew past in the air are really a severe challenge to the morale of the defenders!
Therefore, he was a little worried. He was worried that the ring spirits would put huge psychological pressure on his side, which would lead to an early defeat of the defense line! In desperation, he could only pin his hopes on the powerful new weapons behind him.
Originally, there was actually a better choice to deal with those ring spirits. The best choice was the little red-robed witch who was sitting on the roof of the palace and watching a play there!
It is said that those ring spirits were all killed by her once before? It's just that they were resurrected by the demon king Sauron recently?
What made Denethor helpless was: I don't know why, that powerful little witch, the other party seems not to be prepared to intervene in this war, and the other party also said that the current strength of Minas Tirith is enough to deal with it. Those Ringwraiths?
After thinking about it, he thought that the other party was referring to the brutal artillery troops behind the two, so Denethor asked the female general standing beside him.
"Haha! Regent of Gondor, you really know how to joke!"
Hearing the other party's outrageous thoughts, Reinas burst out laughing out of joy.
Use the cannon to fight the flying Nazgul? Thanks to him for coming up with such a nonsensical solution!
You know, the 'Nemesis' cannon is actually best used to attack fixed targets, such as enemy walls, gates or strong forts like fortresses, but even so, its hit rate is less than That's about ten percent.
For example: when you want to bomb the enemy's city gate, maybe it hit the enemy's city wall?
Of course, at some point, they can also be used to attack the enemy's large-scale army formation, consuming the enemy's vitality and morale! For example, in the Battle of Helm's Deep, the phalanx of the strong orcs and the large phalanx of the half-orc legion now, when the enemy is in a dense state, they don't need much accuracy. Say it can kill a hundred or eighty of them?
If it is replaced by a single target, the effect will be a little bit...
When it is an enemy infantry, even if the enemy is standing still in the distance, if they are dealing with such a small target, even if their cannons are fired with hundreds of shells, they may not be able to hit it!
So, let alone those Ringwraith knights flying fast in the sky. Firstly, their artillery muzzles cannot be lifted high, and secondly, they must not be able to aim at those Ringwraiths flying so fast.
"Our cannons basically have no deterrent effect on a single small target! They can only deal with large targets like city walls and gates on the ground!"
"Or, like those orcs' giant siege vehicles and those tall well fences?"
It's funny, but Reinas still explained it seriously and responsibly to the regent who expected too much.
"As for those ring spirits... if they dare to fly over, I believe our Musketeers will definitely teach them a profound lesson!"
That's why Reinas didn't send musketeers to the city.
She needs to arrange the musketeers here. If the ring spirits dare to fly over to make trouble after the battle, she will definitely let the musketeers shoot into the air! Moreover, she felt that the skins of those sub-dragons must not be harder than those of ogres, right?
You must know that the 'Goddess' Wrath' mini rifle can kill an unprotected troll within a hundred yards with one shot!
"That's it... that's good!"
Since there is a way to guard against the ring spirits, Denethor can only temporarily relax and nod, which is at least much better than nothing.
"Crooked? I said, how long do you have to wait? Hurry up and fire! Look, they are about to approach the city wall!"
At this time, holding her little bear in her arms, she was on the top of the castle of the palace, and the little red-robed witch was feeling a little impatient, so she shouted to the artillerymen in the courtyard .
"Yes! As ordered!"
Seeing that Your Excellency the Little Witch has already started urging, Reinas didn't dare to delay any longer. After answering, she walked quickly back to the artillery position behind, and began to arrange shelling missions for them.
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"Hurry up! You bastards, hurry up and push hard!"
In the army of half-orcs, a half-orc general who was riding on a wolf, with one face and one hand severely distorted, was looking at his army with pride, and reprimanded the lazy half-orcs from time to time.
It needs to keep an eye on these lazy guys, let them quickly push the more than a dozen giant well rails with stairs to the edge of the city wall of Minas Tirith, and then, when they put down the walls of the well rails and get stuck on the city wall At that time, the half-orc army under it could continuously attack the city wall through the steel structure well fence.
"Hurry up! Push hard!"
After whipping out a bloodstain from a Troll who wanted to be lazy, it turned around and prepared to go to the center of the army, commanding those stupid and lazy guys to hit Minas The great steel gate of Tirith.
On the City Wall, but relying on the city wall alone, it is estimated that it will not be easy for them to attack this huge human city! Therefore, it is better to break the city gate directly.
"what's the situation?!"
At this time, just as it was in the gap between the large army formations, commanding the wargs to sway towards the middle position step by step, it suddenly discovered: at the top of the city of Minas Tirith, there seemed to be a group of people rushing towards it rapidly. Lots of little black dots? Moreover, those black dots seemed to be making thunderous rumbling sounds at the same time?
Then, it raised its head suspiciously.
"What the hell is that?!"
Looking from it, those little black dots seem to be small stones thrown by the trebuchet?
But why do they appear to be so fast? Can it still make a thunderous rumbling sound? This makes it very puzzled!
Then, before it could react, the rumbling sound quickly moved from far to near, and quickly plunged into the vicinity of the well rail cars, and plowed out in the large square of the orc army. After dozens of ferocious blood lines, a few 'small rocks' hit their giant fence truck by chance, causing the siege monster to shatter and collapse on the spot, and killed many people around it. Orc legionnaires.
"..."
What the hell is it? It doesn't look very big. How can it be so terrifying?
Silently looking at a small stone that just rolled down to him and lost its kinetic energy, the orc general realized: This is actually just an iron ball with the size of a head?
After looking at the terrifying effects of the enemy's attack in its own troops, it turned its head in doubt again and looked at the top of Minas Tirith. If it read correctly just now, it seems... …Those little black iron balls were thrown from the top?
Well, please forgive the barren adjectives in this half-orc general's head, because, apart from knowing that the catapult can throw stones and iron, it really can't imagine what can make such a heavy iron head To throw it off?
"Well……"
Before the orc general could react, the attack just now was like a signal, and more huge stones were sent out by the large catapults in the city of Minas Tirith. , In the sky, there was a rain of large and small stones...
"Squeak~!!"
At this time, without the orc general issuing an order, the ring spirit flying dragon knights hovering over the troops turned their mounts around one after another, and flew towards the head of Minas Tirith!
At the same time, one of their ring spirits, after continuously circling and rising in height, swooped directly towards the highest point of Minas Tirith, the palace square where the black iron ball was just shot...