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Chapter 218 Hope, Commander, Mutation!

the world has changed

I know from the water

I know from the earth

I know from the wind

In the middle of the night, in Rivendell, in front of the exquisite high tower attic, Eldron stared at the quiet valley below him, shrouded in hazy lights, with a deep expression on his face.

"The strength of the enemy grows day by day"

"Sauron has sent his puppet Saruman against Rohan"

"Isengard's armies are out, and they will kill the people of Rohan."

"The evil eye of Sauron is now watching Gondor"

"The last free human kingdom in the whole world is about to face the arrival of the army of Modo."

"He felt the approach of the Lord of the Rings."

"The will of the ring-bearer is fading"

"The era of elves has come to an end"

"Are we going to stay in Middle-earth and resign?"

"Do you want to let humans fight alone?"

Lady Galadriel's words kept echoing in her mind, and Elrond's expression became more serious.

The crescent moon in the sky does not know when to hide in the dark clouds.

The night was getting darker.

At this moment, a small figure suddenly flew from the sky and flew straight to Eldron in front of the attic of the high tower.

The messenger chirped in Eldron's ear and quickly flew away and disappeared.

Elrond turned and walked towards the palace behind him.

Walk through the familiar and quiet attic corridor of the exquisite hall.

It didn't take long.

Eldron came to an extraordinarily delicate room.

Walking into the room slowly, he saw Arwen in a long black dress sitting in front of the window and staring out the window quietly.

"Arwen"

Elrond said softly: "The time has come."

Arwen immediately turned to look at his father.

"The ship to Valinor is ready."

Elrond said, "Come on, they will sail soon."

Looking at his father, Arwen said softly, "I have made up my mind."

The voice fell.

Elrond's complexion changed slightly, but in the blink of an eye he regained his previous calm.

"He's not coming back."

"Why do you stay in this hopeless place?"

Elrond stared at his daughter and spoke again, of course he knew what Arwen had just made.

"Because there is still hope."

Arwen spoke softly again, with a firm expression on his face.

"call"

Elrond took a deep breath, suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, walked slowly to the open window, looked out the dark window and said slowly, "Even if Aragorn can survive, you must also be separated."

"Even if Sauron is overthrown, defeated."

"Even if Aragorn takes the throne"

"Even if everything you wish comes true"

"Everything is realized"

"You will still feel the short-lived pain of human destiny."

"Regardless of the years, the time"

"Aragorn will die one day."

"And then, all you will face is endless pain and pain."

"He's going to die."

"With the glorious image of the king among people, it will forever remain in people's hearts."

"But you, my daughter."

"You will continue to live in this world, forever lost in darkness."

"It's like a winter night without a single star."

"You will be left alone in this world"

"Wander between loneliness and darkness, forever and ever, until the end of your long life."

late at night.

Helm's Deep.

Horn Fort.

A large number of burning torches and braziers illuminated the entire military fortress.

Inside the wide outer courtyard.

This is the largest and most empty place in the entire Clarion Fort. A large number of residents are busy here, they are cooking dinner, eating and resting.

Morgan was now walking inside the inner wall.

Behind him were his companions, Legolas and Gimli, and the two warrior leaders.

Yes, not long ago in front of an army of hussars and guards.

King Theoden personally appointed Morgan as one of the commanders, who was in charge of all matters concerning the warriors of the outer wall.

All warriors defending the outer wall must obey Morgan's command and authority.

If there is a situation of non-compliance with the order, Morgan has the highest temporary disposal power, that is, the power of life and death.

But King Theoden made Morgan commander a clear hand.

When Theoden revealed Morgan's identity in front of a crowd of Rohan Hussars.

There was a loud exclamation-like noise in the entire army.

In fact, it had been several days even from Morgan to Edoras, and then following Theoden and the rest of the inhabitants to the Clarion for refuge.

But in fact, there are only a handful of people who know Morgan's true identity.

After all, Gandalf is more vivid and conspicuous than Gandalf.

Morgan's "recognition" is too low.

Especially in the human kingdom of Rohan.

When the legendary protagonist appeared in front of them, the soldiers expressed their enthusiasm and welcome to Morgan's command and jurisdiction.

This made King Theoden laugh. It was right to ask Morgan, and his idea was right.

After Theoden appointed Morgan, he said a few more words and hurried away.

Time was running out, and the entire horn castle needed him to manage and command, so there was no way to accompany Morgan to chat more.

As for Morgan to learn more.

The two warrior chiefs who followed him could answer most of the questions Morgan wanted to ask.

One of the two leaders was the one who had been staying at the horn castle.

The other was the leader of the hussars, who had previously served under Eomer, the 3rd Marshal of Rohan.

The two were now acting as Morgan's advisers.

"A strategic plan has been set for this battle, focusing on defense, so how are the arrows prepared by the soldiers?"

Morgan walked inside the inner wall, glanced at everything around him, turned to ask the warrior leader beside him, and kept walking towards the high wall in front of him.

"It's ready, our inventory is enough, and this time it will definitely give the monsters in Isengard a good look."

The middle-aged leader nodded immediately.

He has been staying at the Horn Fort in Helm's Deep Valley for a long time, and he is extremely familiar with the situation here.

"What about the other things that are prepared to deal with the enemy's siege?"

Morgan continued to ask.

Have you ever seen a pig run without eating pork?

Although Morgan has gone through countless battles, although most of them are single-handedly, he has never led an army to attack.

However, most of his friends are either kings and lords, or ministers and generals, and they are not mortals anyway.

Under the influence of familiarity, it is normal for Morgan to have some understanding of leading soldiers.

He generally knew the attack and counterattack methods in the battle of defending the city, as well as some important things to pay attention to.

"Of course, the thorny thorn logs, the stones, the spears, and the kerosene are all ready."

Seeing this legendary dragon slayer commander ask these questions, the middle-aged leader immediately said respectfully.

He didn't look down on Morgan, and he didn't dare to look down on Morgan.

Of course, he also didn't know that this was Morgan's first time commanding troops to fight.

He knew from the adventure legends that Morgan was friendly with the king of the dwarf kingdom of the lonely mountain in the north, the king of the river valley gang, and the elf king of the dark jungle. He knew that these handed down methods of defending the city were too normal.

After all, he grew up listening to Morgan stories.

After listening to the warrior leader, Morgan seemed to have thought of something, and his footsteps stopped immediately.

"Mallen, how did you usually deal with the feces in the Clarion Fort?"

With the suspicious eyes of the people behind him, Morgan looked at the middle-aged warrior leader beside him and asked again.

Yes, Morgan, who came from the Great Celestial Dynasty, thought of a ruthless method to deal with the siege soldiers when defending the city, that is, pouring "golden juice", that is, boiling hot fecal juice, when the enemy is attacking the city. , full of lethality.

Not only does pouring the golden juice directly have a huge lethality, but the lethality produced by contaminating the arrows with the golden juice is even more astonishing.

Because the fecal juice is very dirty, the soldiers who are basically shot will definitely have their wounds infected, and then they will die.

"stool?"

Hearing Morgan asking this, the expressions of the people behind him were a little unnatural.

In this world, although most people find a place to solve it when they need it.

However, in some large cities and towns, in order to avoid urban sanitation, there is still a concept of centralized disposal of fecal "toilet".

But in this horn fort, Morgan was not sure.

"There are a lot of soldiers who stay at the horn fort. Of course, we have dug a cesspit for the feces of the people."

After a little silence, the middle-aged leader Ma Lun answered.

"Oh, that's fine, how many?"

Morgan's eyes lit up, but fortunately, these big bosses didn't solve it anywhere, and immediately continued to ask.

"Uh there's a lot."

Mullen said softly, though he didn't know what Morgan was thinking.

But the other party asked formally like this, and it must not only be concerned about the reasons for the health problems of the horn fort.

"Okay, I'll give you a task."

Morgan turned to look at the middle-aged leader in front of him and said solemnly: "I want you to send someone to fill up all the feces in the cesspool, and then find a way to boil it in a large pot, and then set it aside, just like the thorny thorns you prepared. Same as stone and kerosene."

When the words fell, the middle-aged leader's expression immediately froze, and then he quickly reacted to look at Morgan: "All?"

"Yes, and faster."

"Because we don't know when the Orcs of Isengard will come."

Morgan nodded.

Looking at Morgan's serious face, the middle-aged leader Ma Lun nodded immediately, then turned around and strode back.

It has been said so clearly, and several people around have already understood it.

"Mr. Morgan. Can you really deal with the enemy with boiled feces?"

At this moment, Clive, the young hussar leader who was quiet beside him, suddenly asked.

He was under the command of Eomer, a powerful hussar warrior who galloped across the wilderness.

Although he hadn't defended the city, the method of attacking with feces like a log that Morgan had just said made people feel a bit absurd.

"Certainly."

"Boiled fecal juice, just thinking about it makes me sick."

Before Morgan could speak, the dwarf Gimli answered immediately and shook his head at the end, "If anyone dares to drench that thing on his body, I swear I will kill him!"

"Deal with those goblins with boiled dung"

"It's really a good idea."

"The feces are not only foul smelling but also dirty. If you accidentally get on the wound, the wound must be very difficult to treat and it will deteriorate quickly."

After thinking about it, Legolas also answered and nodded: "Although this method is not so glorious, and it is somewhat unacceptable."

"But winning is what matters."

Legolas obviously spoke what everyone was thinking.

"You don't have to deal with those wicked damned orcs. It's a good idea to kill those guys."

Hearing the words behind Legolas, Gimli was obviously a little displeased, and he immediately answered, "Orcs won't talk to you about that."

All right.

Morgan still hadn't spoken to the young hussar's question.

His two friends answered the question perfectly.

Hear the conversation between these two.

The young leader Clive was speechless.

He just didn't change his mind for a while.

Then I finally understood.

Clive also hated the half-orcs, and naturally agreed with the dwarf in front of him: "You don't need to pay attention to other evil orcs, as long as you can kill them, it's a good way.

Morgan continued to walk forward with several people.

Soon, in one corner of the tall, thick solid outer wall, a group of residents was busy washing clothes and the like around the edge of the puddle.

When Morgan stared at the puddle, he immediately saw the edge of the city wall, half submerged in the puddle, revealing the drain of the half-meter-high hole.

Immediately flashed in his mind the picture in the memory plot, Morgan immediately walked to the puddle with a few people.

He walked quickly to the puddle, and watched the residents who were followed by the heavily armed guards immediately make way for Morgan and his party.

"What's in there?"

Morgan pointed to the water outlet and asked a little leader behind him.

Like the middle-aged leader who left before, this is the leader who stayed behind the Horn Fort, and this time he was specially responsible for introducing the situation to Morgan.

"There's a fence of forged steel inside."

Hearing Morgan's question, the little leader immediately realized what Morgan wanted to say and said, "Don't worry, Lord Morgan, the enemy can't pass here."

Of course, if it was a cold weapon, then Saruman's army really couldn't get in from here.

But for Saruman, who has now gone from white wizard to industrial tycoon, anything is possible.

"Block it up, with boulders, as fast as you can."

Morgan didn't bother to explain to the little leader, so he directly ordered: "Tell me when you're done."

"Yes, my lord."

The military order was like a mountain, even if the little leader didn't understand it, he had to take the order immediately, turned around and strode behind him.

"Come on, let's see the strongest walls of Rohan."

As Morgan spoke, he walked towards the stone ladder beside the puddle and walked onto this tall and thick city wall.

Time passed slowly.

Morgan lingered on this façade for a long time.

When walking down the city wall.

There was already a faint white cloud in the eastern sky.

It was already dawn.

Morgan's first night in Helm's Deep.

Isengard's strong orc army did not appear.

Morgan descended the wall and walked towards the inner wall with Legolas and Gimli.

After several days on the road, the three of them barely rested.

The war is coming, and it is necessary to take a break at this time to nourish the spirit.