Chapter 389

End Of Heavens Chapter 389

2020-03-16

Chapter 388 Could I, Gandalf the White Robe, lie to you

King Minas Tirith!

The white majestic city built on the mountain is magnificent, with towering stone walls that are invulnerable, indestructible and impregnable, gates made of mithril, and the 7th Layer city with a stepped structure. It is the highest human race on Middle-Earth. A proud super fortress, unless heaven falls and earth rends, it is not afraid of any enemy.

Of course, this is just to think about it, after all yy does not break the law!

If nothing else, the magic black powder created by Saruman alone cannot hold the city wall of the capital. Go down with a hammer to chisel a crack, 7th Layer city is a matter of seven hammers, and the capital can be captured in half a day.

It's a pity that Saruman offended Gandalf and was sent into exile.

The royal capital was filled with smoke, and the white city wall was scorched black by the flames. Regent King Boromir stood at the highest point of the capital, overlooking the vast Palano Plain, with a worried look on his face, unable to do anything.

Boromir became the Regent King. Denethor II drank to death in the first half of the night, and he inherited the throne in the second half of the night.

Although something strange happened, the generals in the capital didn't think much about it. Regent King Denethor was diligent and honest in his early years, self-willed in middle age, and greedy for power in old age. It can be said that he became more and more confused. Most of the people dissatisfied with him.

Everyone thinks it's good to change the leader!

Even if he was loyal to Denethor's generals, he didn't think much about this matter, how could his son harm Laozi?

Boromir is brave and resourceful, and is deeply loved by the soldiers. He has a high reputation in the capital and is the first heir, so with no difficulty he has become the new Regent King.

"Gandalf, can we hold out until Aragorn returns with reinforcements?" asked Boromir worriedly.

The capital of Gondor is facing an unprecedented crisis. The black squares on the Palanno Plain are neatly arranged. It is about to enter the night. The half-orcs light up the torch. In an instant, it seems that the entire plain is burning. .

The ferocious arrogance soared into the sky, turning into a dark cloud covering the sky, and even the moonlight was dimmed.

Boromir scratched his head angrily. The former Regent King, that is, his own father, didn't want to call for reinforcements before the capital was besieged.

Denethor's will was defeated by Sauron, and he holds a pessimistic view of the war, believing that the king will be defeated, all resistance is in vain, and he is ready to pull everyone to death.

Even if Lao Tzu is wrong, he, as a son, can't say it clearly. He sighs and sighs very hard, and when he looks at the holy white tree behind him, it is even more uncomfortable.

The holy white tree representing the Western Imperial Family withers, as if to indicate that Gondor has reached a dead end!

"Boromir, at the time of Helm's Deep, everyone thought it would be lost, but we won and wiped out Isengard's army. Now, the walls of the capital are ten times stronger than the horn fort, What's the reason for defeat?"

Gandalf stroked his white beard and looked in control, because he was a mature Maia, so it was hard to guess whether his words were true or false.

"The beacon has been lit, King Théoden and Aragorn have sworn an oath, and seeing the signal, they will definitely assemble a large army to come to support..." Having said this, Boromir pursed his lips: "But Aragorn hasn't come back yet, Wouldn't it be bad if we like this?"

King Théoden vowed that as long as Aragorn became the king of Gondor and lit the beacon, he would lead his army to fight for the Western Imperial Family, but now the Aragorn people are in No one knows that the people who lit the beacon were he and his younger brother Faramer.

Boromir is new in politics and has yet to exercise his face, and feels that it is inappropriate to deceive allies!

"Hahaha, Boromir, you're thinking too much."

Gandalf said with a smile: "King Théoden found himself a step down, Rohan's moment of crisis, Your father didn't send troops to support, King Théoden doesn't say like this, it's not easy to explain to the people."

"Really?"

"Of course, my white robe Gandalf will lie. You?"

Boromir:(?_?)

"en!?"

"Haha, Gandalf, you will not lie to me, and you Not Luo Su...haha!" Boromir laughed dryly and hacked Luo Su, knowing that Gandalf liked to hear this.

"Yes, that's it!"

 …

Dusk was over and darkness enveloped the earth.

On the Palanno Plain, the torches converged into long dragons, and then formed a fire sea, and the half-orc began to charge towards the capital.

The whole Middle-Earth knows that half-orc has the strongest battle strength at night, and the upcoming siege battle is dangerous.

The soldiers of the royal capital clenched their weapons, and the residents spontaneously organized themselves to board the city wall to share the pressure of the defenders. They are very scared, but behind them are their wives and children, half-orc is brutal, they have no way out, they know they are going to die.

Although the underdog may not necessarily win, it can definitely increase the probability of defending the city!

Luo Su is the commander of half-orc. He will never set up an iron barrel formation outside the capital. He will leave one side for the defenders to break through.

As long as there is a way to survive, the military and civilians of the capital will have hope. If there is hope, they will not despair. If they hope to break through and escape, they will not swear to defend the city. As soon as the heart is scattered, it will be self-chaotic, and the difficulty of half-orc breaking the city will be greatly reduced.

At that time, leave a way out and let them break out of the Palano Plain and lose the solid city wall. These people don't want to abuse them as much as they want!

Of course, Luo Su can think of this, Gandalf can certainly think of it, the old fogey patrols the city wall every day, spreading the true lies of half-orc murderous bloodthirsty.

In a word, if the city is broken, everyone will die together!

"roar roar roar————"

Before the half-orc's attack began, a sharp whistling came from the darkness in the distance, and nine huge black soaring Shadows flashed across the sky.

Sauron's Nazgûl, headed by the Witch King of Angmar, was covered in black flames, the most powerful imposing manner, and he was the commander of this battle.

The sharp roar of the monster beast wyvern, with its own aura of fear, made all the defenders who heard the deterrent sound feel cold all over. Fear struck his heart, hands and feet trembled, and they dropped their weapons. Many people covered their heads and let out a mournful wailing. What's more, they lost their fighting spirit and squatted on the ground, not daring to move.

At this time, the drums were rumbling outside the city, and half-orc took the opportunity to attack the city.

"Sauron's minions, go back to the darkness——"

Rolling thunder sounded from the highest part of the capital, and the white rays of light rose into the sky, like A small sun pierced through the darkness, dispelling the magical dark clouds that shrouded the sky.

The rays of light shrouded the capital, reflected on the white city wall, and shone on the land of the Palano Plain.

The holy rays of light dispel fear and restore the courage of the defenders to fight. The half-orc army below was stunned and mourned, and countless soldiers rolled over with their eyes covered.

 …

On the Anduin River, the current was turbulent, and 50 sailboats were driven by the top of the waves.

"Aragorn, how long until we reach the capital?" Luo Su asked.

"At the current speed, if there is no accident, it should be there tomorrow..."

(end of this chapter)