Chapter 395: I can't cry

At the end of the Way of the Dead, to the south of the White Mountains, is the territory south of Gondor.
Russell crouched on a boulder and looked out over the distant plains and coastline. Behind him, countless undeads lined up.
The gray flag fluttered along with the gloomy wind, the leader of the undead shouted to summon the remaining clans in the valley, the cavalry waved their spears, and more and more undead gathered here.
The horrible green fluorescence rose into the sky, and everything around was illuminated green, such as ... Aragon.
The undead army easily broke through 20,000 people, but the real combat effectiveness was zero. Russell repeatedly confirmed that they did not have physical damage.
The only weapon of the undead is fear. For thousands of years, this group of old ghosts have been proficient in various scary methods. Picking one out will lead the low-cost horror movie.
To put it another way, they have nothing else but to scare people!
"My king, your army is gathered here, waiting for the dispatch of thousands of years." The leader of the undead turned over the horse and fell to his knees before Aragon.
Following the normal procedure, Aragon should say a few words at this time to improve morale. He himself also prepared the speech in advance, but there was nothing to say when he spoke.
The undead are desperate to die, they are not afraid of death, the army is available, there is nothing to say.
"go!"
Aragon raised his hand to block the green light in front of him, and led the undead across the plains, marching towards the shoreline.
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At the same time, the capital of Gondor --- Minas Tirith.
This capital of kings, built with the help of natural mountains, can be called awesome. The pure white walls are chiseled from hard mountain stones and stand on the ground like a sharp blade. It is the most powerful fortress in the Middle-earth continent to resist the Mordor army.
The kings are divided into seven floors, and each floor has independent city walls and entrances. As long as there is one soldier and one soldier in the city, even thousands of troops can't take it down.
However, there has never been a fortress or a defense system in the world that cannot be broken for a long time. There is no one now, and there will not be in the future. Minas Tirith is no exception.
Pin the hopes of a country on a line of defense, and the only end is to surrender nationwide!
For example, now that the kings are surrounded by Mordor's half-orc army, including the harbor, all passages are controlled, and there is a ringing spirit riding a dragon in the sky.
Di Naiser II was so drunk in the palace that his heart was distressed, because he could not find anyone who understood him, so he could only sorrow with alcohol.
His most beloved son, Boromo, returned and returned safely from Rivendell. The flaw was that Gandalf, his most hated wizard, had also come.
When Dinesee succeeded the regent, he felt that Gandalf seemed to be loyal and honest, but he was full of stomach, which would most likely affect his absolute rule of Gondor.
He expected nothing wrong, Gandalf found the heirs of the royal family, and Gangduo was about to welcome the new king.
But he did not expect that the most promising eldest son, Polomo who would succeed the regent in the future, actually TMD and Gandalf stood together.
Dinese was bad for the whole person. God was poor. He was diligent in governing the country and working hard for so many years. What was it for?
It's not to lay the foundation, to pass the throne to Boromo, so that he can become a generation of masters, and live a healthy life!
Dinesee thinks that his son should have been dropped, or it was Gandalf's witchcraft, otherwise the IQ would not plummet to the level of no medicine.
Possibility of dropping the bag is the greatest. Poromo is fat twice, and the previous armor can not be worn.
This is not normal. Before Boromo went to Rivendell, there was a chain mail in his armor, and there was no reason to suddenly gain so much.
Moreover, from Rivendell to the mountains and mountains, and then to the Luohan Kingdom, all the hard bumps along the way, how you see it is the rhythm of losing ten pounds.
Dineser waved back and forth, locked himself in the palace, and thought for himself while drinking. Alcohol was not drunk, and everyone fell drunk under the table.
Outside the door, three sneaky figures pushed in and came in. The thief also needed a white robe, Gandalf, and the other two were Boromo and Faramore.
By the way, these two are brothers and both are sons of Dinesee.
Boromo supports Gandalf, who believes that Aragon is the true king, and Faramo supports Boromo, and his brother said everything was right.
The two pit father's sons took advantage of their duties to transfer the guards loyal to Dinese in the palace and successfully sneaked into the hall.
Gandalf carefully lifted Dinese, poured a bottle of medicine into his mouth, and said with a smile: "The Regent will wake up in two days, remember to feed him some water, otherwise he will drink too much alcohol. Wake up early. "
Having said that, Gandalf frowned his beard. Gandalf, his white robe, was a person of identity. When he entered the door, the regent did not give anyone a seat. He also ridiculed and starved for two days for punishment.
Hum, the last person to offend him has become a lonely ghost!
"Gandalf, won't it be seen?" Boromo worried.
"The regent's heartbeat didn't stop, but it was much slower and would not be discovered without careful inspection. How to hide it ~ EbookFREE.me ~ It depends on your brother's performance!"
Boromo said with a confident smile: "Gandalf, rest assured. I learned a lot from you ... cough, and from Russell, especially the ability to talk nonsense with my eyes open, even compared to you ... cough Well, it's worse than Russell, but there is absolutely no problem in fooling the honest people in the palace. "
When Faramore heard the words, he immediately cast his eyes on worship. It was indeed the elder brother. When he went out to study once, he became so powerful!
"I'll leave it to you, I'll take a step ..." Gandalf nodded with satisfaction. Russell secretly did not harm the people. Poromod's good boy was taken out.
Gandalf quietly left, and everyone in the palace knew that the regent did not like him, and it was easy to cause suspicion to stay.
After Gandalf left, Boromo closed his eyes and burst into tears three seconds later, turning his head to Faramore and saying, "Brother, cry, cry hard!"
Faramore opened his mouth wide, brewed for a while, and almost laughed out loud: "Brother, I can't cry."
Snapped!
Boromo slaps him over, the latter covering his face with astonishment: "Brother, you hit me?"
With that said, Faramore shed tears of grievance. Do n’t look down on him as the son of the regent, the second heir to the throne, but it was not loved by Dinesee, and his mother died early.
And now, his most beloved elder brother actually slapped him!
"Ah-ah ---"
"Yeah, that's it, keep that up, and no more ..."
Looking at the crying brother, Poromo nodded, squeezing tears, and shouting outside the gate.
"Come here!"
"Come on, the regent is drinking too much, it's no longer possible !!!"
"Brother, what, everyone is transferred by us ..."
Boromo: "..."