Chapter 1912: The Hundred Years' War of the Evil Dragon (20)

—Third Age, 3019, January 8 —
Eriado Wilderness, the ruins of the ancient elven city "Erigian".
"We must keep our current direction and walk along the western foothills of the Misty Mountains for about forty days. If all goes well, we will pass through the'Rohan Gap' from there, and then we will turn eastward to Mordor."
Outside the temporary camp, at the top of an abandoned guard tower, Gandalf pointed to the undulating mountains in the distance to explain to Frodo.
"Is it to avoid the ring spirit?" Frodo nodded to express his understanding, and then asked.
"Of course, if it is the tireless undead monsters on the plains and the mainland, the speed of the road can easily exceed three times the [Guardian League] who needs to rest." Gandalf replied.
Fellowship of the Fellowship...? Frodo looked down at his companions in the camp.
Aragorn is trying to teach Meri and Pippin how to use their swords. They still seem to be comfortable with one enemy and two, while Sam is holding a plate of grilled sausages there and applauding.
A brunette female elf with a long bow was looking at another tower, and beside her was a black-haired and black-eyed, very handsome...dwarf aside from her height.
They are Tauriel, the Elf representing the Dark Forest in the Fellowship of the Fellowship, and Keli the Dwarf, representing the Lonely Mountain.
Since the elves and the dwarves were dissatisfied with each other, they said at the meeting that they would not participate in each other's participation. At this time, the two of them stood up hand in hand and said that they would participate in the expedition of the Fellowship League together.
The matter was settled perfectly, and by the way, Sam, who was determined to marry an elf and gave up his aspiration, renewed his aspirations.
But to be honest, he had better give up, starting from the perspective of his face.
As for the last person, Sophie appeared as a little Hobbit girl, but she now calls herself "Jackfruit" and is the daughter of the regent of Gondor. The human representative originally wanted to send a maid to follow, but she promised to follow her in Taurier. After taking good care of her, she agreed.
If they didn't know that their "princess" was a dragon, maybe it was because of Gandalf's face?
"Huh-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
"..." Frodo was speechless, with nothing to say.
"This situation and situation, I want to compose a poem." Gandalf looked forward and said.
Isn't this Sam's fault? Frodo hesitated for two seconds before saying, "Please?"
Gandalf tapped on the mossy ruins next to him with his cane, and then chanted:
"Thestatebroken, itsmountainsandriversremain,"
"Thecityturnsspring, deepwithplantsandtrees."
"Stirredbythetime, flowers, sprinklingtears, (flowers splash tears when feeling
"Hatingparting, birds, alarmtheheart."
I don't know where it is better than Sam's limericks, and it fits the current environment quite well.
A disused elven city-state, full of vegetation and moss, and flowers that have just been eaten innocently.
But... where is the bird?
Buzz... buzz...
Frodo had just thought of this when a large "dark cloud" floated in the gray sky in the distance, and they were moving against the wind, but at an extremely fast speed.
"It's Cerbain in the dark! Hidden everyone!" Tauriel lightly jumped off the guard tower and warned loudly.
"Okay, the game is over." Aragorn lifted Meili and Pippin one by one and hid in the nearby ruins. Sam hurriedly poured out the bonfire with water, and then hid behind.
Gandalf frowned, pulling Frodo down the guard tower to hide behind the wall.
"[G-Scare-!]"
After a while, the "dark cloud" passed over the camping site just now, and Frodo could clearly see that it was a group of strange birds with dark bodies and red eyes. It looked like there were hundreds of them.
After passing by the camp, these strange birds did not fly directly, but hovered around the ruins.
"Perhaps they didn't find us, they just doubted?" Frodo asked in a low voice.
"They are Saruman's eyes, everything they see will be presented to the traitor," Gandalf shook his head: "If they pass back the scene here, our rough disguise will not be able to fool him."
"That…"
"Then let us kill them all!" Aragorn in another hiding place suddenly jumped out of the ruins: "You crows, look here!"
"Oh! Gosh! That's impossible!" "How can I get rid of so many flying things?" Meri and Pippin exclaimed together.
"【quack-】"
The Kraban group known as "crows" made a mocking cry, circled Aragon twice, and then turned around as if preparing to leave.
"As long as one escapes, Saruman will know that we are here." Gandalf frowned and raised his staff as if ready to support.
"None of them can run away," Aragorn raised his sword to the sky and chanted loudly: "[Everything is a dream, this is the flower of the lasting rhyme]!"
Sneer—
Frodo felt that his eyes suddenly became white for a moment, and then a sword mark of indescribable color penetrated the white, and then traversed the flock of birds in the sky.
The sword mark clearly affected less than one-tenth of the flock of birds, but all the crows froze on the spot, and then fell like rocks.
Uh...Do the flowers and birds correspond here?
"The holy sword Narsil, the first out of the scabbard after recasting turned out to be to kill Kraban." Gandalf shook his head and said.
"It's no longer called Nasir, wizard," Aragorn played with two swords. "I named it ‘Anduril’, which means ‘flame of the West’."
Impressed, Frodo nodded.
When leaving Rivendell, the evening star princess solemnly handed a sword to Aragorn, but it was not known at the time that it was the holy sword that cut off Sauron's fingers.
"But..." Aragorn scratched his head: "She insisted on calling this sword ‘Emile’."
she?
Frodo looked at Tauriel and Sophie suspiciously, and found that the elf was also puzzled, but Sophie was waving at Aragorn happily.
No, she was not waving at Aragon.
Frodo followed Sophie's gaze and looked at the holy sword of Nasir in Aragorn's hand.
I saw a little girl with blond hair and blue eyes wearing a strange silver armor right on the sword. She was also waving at Sophie, but as Aragorn took the holy sword back into the scabbard, the little girl disappeared. .
Hmm... Is that the tool spirit?
—Third Age, 3019, January 13 —
Wall of Moria.
After encountering the Kraban group, the Fellowship changed its route and prepared to pass through the mine of Moria.
Although none of the crows ran away-half of them were made into dry food, but the disappearance of a reconnaissance unit would still alert the other party and send more reconnaissance units.
After discussing with Aragorn, Gandalf and Aragorn believed that if he continues to kill every batch of scouts, Saruman will discover the problem sooner or later. It is better to take advantage of his suspicion and change the route while investigating the original route in order to reach the goal first. land.
Kellett proposed that he can pass through the Moria Mine occupied by the "Bahrain Expeditionary Team". That is an old friend who has experienced the Gushan mission and the Battle of the Five Armies with him-although the two wars that might have erupted were both Because a certain dragon is greedy and ends up without disease.
"So, Kili, where is the gate?" Aragorn asked, looking at the cliff in front of him.
"The door of the dwarf is invisible after it is closed," Kili knocked on the wall with his axe: "I promise it will be soon."
"That's because they are made of Ixilding. Only moonlight and starlight will appear," Gandalf said after the dwarf. "But the light of the stars and moon cannot shine into the underground passage. Maybe we should find some energy. Means of reflection."
Everyone looked at the underground lake in front of the Wall of Moria. There was a little star shining on the other end, but it was far from the wall that illuminates this side.
"Starlight?" Sophie said, "Is ‘Erandil’s Light’ okay?"
"Of course, my dear, Elendil is the brightest star in the world." Taurier replied without hesitation.
"Oh..." Sophie touched her pocket and took out a small bottle with a blue liquid shining like a star.
So you changed her to a less expensive toy, didn't you? Frodo looked at Gandalf.
Gandalf stroked his beard, scoring ten, and scoring one.
Only one-tenth of the value of that "jewel"...that's also precious enough.
Hu—Om—
As the thing named "Erandil's Light" was taken out, an aqua-blue gate shining with the same light appeared on the wall of Moria, with crowns, trees, diamonds and stars painted on it.
"Lord of Moria, Gate of Durin," Gandalf stepped forward and read the dwarf inscription on the door: "Please say friends, and then enter."
"Friend," Kili said.
The door does not move.
"How could it be so simple," Gandalf held his hat up: "This should be a puzzle. You have to say a preset password."
Hmm... Frodo looked at the door and started to think.
According to the records in the Bilbo collection, this mine was the border between elves and dwarves a long time ago. Maybe you can try it in Elvish language, but I don’t know how to say it, and...
If you accidentally opened the door, wouldn't it seem that Gandalf was dumb?
"Please talk about friends." Kili said.
It seems that there is a more silly one here.
"The raging fire, the passionate ale, the boneless barbecue, the gems are like mountains." Kili continued.
"No, buddy, although this is indeed your way of entertaining friends, but..."
"Really!"
Halfway through Aragon's conversation, Sophie jumped up and slammed into the door.
Boom! Wow!
There was a small human-shaped gap on Du Lin's Gate, and then the whole collapsed.
"Oh," Gandalf held his hat back again: "Any uninvited friend is also a friend."
"Haha..." Kili touched his nose: "Let's go meet old friends."
In the deep pool at the door, the tentacles that had just come out paused, and quietly retracted.
—
"Balin! Ori! Oin! I'm Kellett! What's wrong with you?"
Kellie watched as he kept chasing, shouting at the dwarves who wielded his weapons, trying to wake them up, but it didn't work at all.
Unexpectedly and not completely unexpectedly, the dwarf's banquet fell to the ground, Frodo thought while running away.
Although the Moria pit has indeed been recovered by the "Bahrain Expeditionary Team" and is thriving here to mine and build, they have obviously encountered evil again. The dark, hard skin and fiery red and sluggish eyes are enough to explain everything.
These dwarves were mining, drinking, and forging like ordinary dwarves, but after seeing the Fellowship squad, they immediately grabbed anything that could be used as a weapon to hunt them down.
The Fellowship Team couldn't figure out the situation for a while, so they could only knock them out and try to find other dwarves who could communicate.
But unfortunately, until I found the king here, Gandalf and Kellett’s former acquaintances, Bahrain and two other friends, they also refused to communicate and chose to confront the Ring Team.
"It's weird," Sophie, who was also protected at the center of the team, pointed her finger to her, although it was unnecessary. "There are obviously no Balrogs here."
Yeah, it was eaten by you.
"Many people think that the Balrogs are rare monsters composed of lava and flames, but in fact, they are a race in themselves, and they are powerful generals under Melkor, the former master of Sauron," Gandalf casually confronted the dwarves who were following him. Casting slow and obstructive spells, while explaining: "If a place suitable for a certain animal's survival does not have its owner, it may be occupied by other species, and the same is true for the Balrog."
"So we have to face a Balrog?" Aragorn used the back of his sword to push or stun the dwarf who was obstructing from the front: "I don't think that is a good idea."
"Of course not," Gandalf looked at the surrounding underground passage with increasing magma and flames, with a solemn expression: "Ordinary Balrogs don't have the ability to control other intelligent creatures."
"In any case, the problem here is not something our team can solve. I want to return to the dark jungle to ask Master Thranduil to help." Since he can't kill the controlled dwarves with arrows, Tauriel, the marksman You can only use your bow to knock them away.
"Counting this time we've troubled him five times, think about other ways." Kili continued.
"【choke--!】"
Before Tauriel could answer, a huge roar resembling a lava crash sounded in the city of the dwarves and echoed repeatedly.
The controlled dwarves stopped one after another and gave up the hunting and killing squad, but everyone did not feel relaxed at all, because with that roar, the surrounding temperature became higher and higher.
Boom! Wow!
With the sound of rock fragmentation and collapse and lava surging, the large schist cave surrounding the Ring Team suddenly collapsed, forming a huge cavity continuously surging with lava.
In the next moment, a large stream of magma directly in front of the cave rushes straight into the roof like a fountain, but then no longer falls. Instead, it forms a rotating magma with numerous lava and magma, and the upper body is a solid body made of lava. A super giant monster holding a huge flame battle axe.
"[Let the flame purify everything!]" It roared with a voice like lava gushing.
"That's Gothmog, the King of the Balrog, I thought it had already died in the First Age," Gandalf raised his staff solemnly, and gestured to the passage that was exposed by the massive collapse. After a moment: "Go away, don't worry about me, only Mai Ya can deal with Mai Ya."
"Can…"
"[Die! Mortal! (Die! Bug!)]" Ragnaros waved a huge flame battle axe and slashed towards the crowd.
Gandalf instantly propped up a bright white spherical shield to block the attack, and shouted with the same momentum:
"[Youshallnotbepassed!]"