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"cheers!"

"cheers."

The tall, thick wooden wine glasses full of beer slammed together, and the cold hops splashed.

night.

Helm's Deep.

Inside and outside the inner city hall of the Horn Fort.

Bright lights.

Very lively and noisy.

At the festive feast after the Battle of Rohan.

They raised their glasses and spoke loudly together, and there were many people laughing.

After drinking to the fullest, a lot of people cried bitterly.

After all, the war was just over.

Although we all know that as long as the war is to protect them, it is inevitable and unavoidable.

And as long as there is war, there will be casualties.

But no one wants to die in battle is the person they care about.

However, crying at the meeting is only a minority.

This is a post-war celebration banquet, and the participants are almost all the heroes of this warrior, and almost all of them are men.

As for the elderly, children and women, there are other places to eat.

It's all men, and drinking until you cry isn't something to be proud of, whatever the reason.

The top table in the hall is also the main table.

The dwarf Gimli and Legolas are drinking: ""Come on, cheers! "

Gimli held up the tall and thick overflowing beer and touched Legolas beside him, and then purred with great skill.

Not to be outdone, Legolas also drank his glass.

Although he drank, the most he drank was the red wine, wine, and other types of fruit wine brewed in the dark jungle.

He has never drunk human beer.

Right now, it's obviously a taste of freshness.

Gimli and Legolas are fighting.

On the side, Aragorn was talking to Haldir, the leader of the team led by Lothlorien.

On the other side, Morgan was chatting with Gandalf.

Not far away, Eomer, the third Marshal of Rohan, was also drinking with Mullen, the leader of the guards at the Fort Horn.

As for the figure of King Theoden on the first seat of the main table, he has long since disappeared.

Because of his serious injury, he could only make a brief appearance at this banquet in a hurry.

As the master, I have thanked several members of Morgan Gandalf's expedition, Lord Eckenbrand of Sirrohan, and the brave warriors of Rohan.

Theoden immediately left the hall with the help of his attendants.

The departure of the king will not affect the soldiers who have just come down from the battlefield.

On the contrary, when His Majesty the King was away, they could still drink more to their heart's content.

"Saruman dispatched such a large Uruk army this time and was defeated by us."

Morgan raised his glass and touched Gandalf, who raised the glass, dried the cold beer in the glass in one breath, wiped the wine stain on his mouth, and said, "Then, presumably the defense of Isengard at this time should be left. Not much less."

"It should be so."

"Isaluman must have reached the limit of being able to breed such a large number of Uruk troops in just over half a year."

Gandalf put down the glass in his hand, wiped the wine stains from his beard, and nodded in response.

"Then. What are your plans next?"

Morgan looked at Gandalf and asked.

"What do you think?"

Gandalf did not answer directly, but instead asked his old companion beside him.

"I know you have plans"

Seeing Gandalf's expression, Morgan immediately smiled and said casually, "Go ahead."

"The next step, of course, is to go to Isengard as soon as possible"

Gandalf said in a deep voice, "It's better to solve all the troubles together."

Morgan said after a moment of silence: "I'm afraid Uruk is defeated at this time, and the news of Rohan's victory has already reached Isengard."

Gandalf nodded: "I know, but Isengard we must go as soon as possible."

"The failure of Saruman will definitely make Sauron angry, and it is very likely that he will speed up the pace of dispatching troops."

"The defense of Helm's Deep is over."

"But the battle to defend the entire world is probably just the beginning."

"And the hope of all this is to be pinned on the two little hobbits."

Gandalf sighed softly.

Morgan didn't answer, but in his heart he took it seriously.

Of the four little Hobbits in the Fellowship of the Ring, he had the best impression of both Frodo and Sam.

That's why he taught them both swordsmanship on the way.

I just don't know how the two of them are now.

And the Gollum.

It's been so long since the two hobbits left the pack and hit the road alone.

Presumably the other party has already followed by this time.

thought here.

Morgan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Speaking of which, sixty years ago, in the Misty Mountains, in the tunnels of the underground Goblin Kingdom, he had the opportunity to kill Gollum at will.

It's just that he didn't do that at the time.

Morgan stared at the dishes on the table in front of him.

at this time.

A figure quietly approached Morgan.

It's just that Morgan's perception is so sensitive now that even when he is distracted, he still perceives the slight abnormal sound beside him.

He immediately raised his head and saw Princess Eowyn, who was wearing a tight white dress and long soft curly blond hair, standing in front of him with a glass of wine.

"Morgan, I'll give you a toast."

Before Morgan could speak, Eowyn took the initiative to raise her glass and said with a smile.

"Of course Her Royal Highness's wine must be drunk."

Morgan smiled and stood up, picked up the tall wine glass he just filled and the wooden wine glass that was obviously one size smaller in Eowyn's hand, slammed it, and then they both drank it.

"By the way, I have something to tell you"

Filling Eowyn and his own glasses again, Morgan took Eowyn to the open-air balcony beside the main hall.

"What's up?"

"The army of Isengard has been defeated by us, and this time is the best time to deal with Saruman."

"Tomorrow I will attack Isengard with Gandalf and your brother."

"So, the bow and archery that I promised to teach you today may have to be postponed later."

Morgan looked at Eowyn and said apologetically.

Eowyn was silent for a while after listening, and then chuckled: "Looking at your serious expression, I thought it was something."

"It's okay, it's more important to go to Isengard"

Eowyn naturally knew the priorities of things, and he couldn't help but pause, and then asked Morgan: "However, when are you coming back?"

"As long as Saruman of Isengard is dealt with, we will be back."

Seeing Eowyn agree, Morgan immediately laughed.

Next, the two briefly chatted a few more words outside the balcony. After drinking the beer, they quickly returned to the noisy hall.

Just as Morgan and Gimli were enjoying beer and gourmet food in the Great Hall of the Clarion Fort.

North of Middle-earth.

River Valley Gang Kingdom.

In the capital of the river valley city.

The whole night was silent and solemn.

Even if someone has to travel in the middle of the night, they are in a hurry on the road, and they dare not stay too much.

Central Square.

Where the Kingdom Hall is located.

The tallest and largest clock tower is in a spacious high-rise building.

Several well-dressed men or warriors in full armor were standing beside a tall, sturdy middle-aged man in the middle and kept talking.

Soon.

When a man in a fine robe and a fully armed warrior were talking, they started to quarrel, and there was a tendency to get louder and louder.

The middle-aged man in the middle just frowned and coughed lightly.

The two quarrelling immediately closed their mouths.

This is the King's Hall of River Valley Gang City, and it is not easy to be able to enter and exit this building complex normally.

Not to mention those who occupy the tallest bell tower in the entire King's Hall.

And the identity of a middle-aged man who can be surrounded by a group of people whose clothes and temperament are obviously different from ordinary people is easy to reveal.

Yes.

The middle-aged man who was staring at the clear map in front of him and frowning was the current "King of the River Valley Gang" Brand.

Brand: Son of Bain, grandson of "Marksman" and "Dragon Slayer" Bard.

The King of the Valley Gang was present.

Surrounding him are naturally the ministers of the River Valley Gang Kingdom and the warrior leaders in high positions.

"Your Majesty, since the figure of the Dongyi army is about to reach the Hongshui River, what we should do now is to mobilize all our troops to block them in front of the Hongshui River."

A tall middle-aged warrior leader spoke again.

"No, I don't think that's right."

"Everyone has read the secret letter sent from the front. This time, the number of Dongyi troops far exceeds ours, and the other party is prepared, so they are not afraid to fight with us."

"Since this is the case, we can't directly confront them as the other party thinks."

"Everyone knows how difficult it is for our River Valley Gang to develop to the present level, and we must not easily burn the flames of war to our capital."

"What's more, the entire Lonely Mountain is more than our River Valley Gang Kingdom. Maybe Your Majesty should talk to the King of the Mountain from Erebo."

"After all, the arrival of the Dongyi army of Modo's minions is related to the safety of the entire Gushan."

"I'm done, what do you think?"

A handsome young man in a grey delicate robe looked at His Majesty the King and his colleagues in the room and said quickly.

When it comes to this, it needs to be briefly mentioned: after sixty years of development, the territory of the River Valley Gang Kingdom has far exceeded that when the country was founded sixty years ago.

The territory of the current River Valley Gang Kingdom not only includes the area from the River River Valley to the front gate of the Lonely Mountain.

And from the south of Changhu Town, including part of the dark and dense forest mountain range, and finally to the south to Xiangshui River, it belongs to the territory of the River Valley Gang Kingdom.

From the dark jungle mountains in the east, it has been heading east until it reaches the valley of the Kanan River (also known as the Red River).

These belong to the territory of the River Valley Gang Kingdom.

Also, the town of Long Lake, which was ravaged by the dragon Smaug with the flames of the dragon, has now been rebuilt with the help of the River Dale Gang.

All in all, the territory of the River Valley Gang Kingdom is far wider than in the past, and its strength is far stronger than in the past.

"You've said so much, but I haven't seen you come up with a specific solution?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a black robe immediately asked back.

"I already said it?"

"Didn't you hear it?"

"Did you say it?"

"I said it."

"."

"But since you didn't understand Carol, I'll say it again."

"There are too many Dongyi troops attacking, we must not easily confront them, and tell the front troops to shrink their defenses first."

"At the same time, find the King of the Mountain to negotiate the next response."

"Carol, do you understand this time?"

The handsome young man looked at the gloomy middle-aged man and asked rhetorically.

"damn you"

The middle-aged minister's expression became more and more ugly, and he opened his mouth immediately and was about to come.

"All right."

King Brand's voice rang again, and the handsome young and middle-aged men immediately shut up.

"I have informed the King of the Mountain, Thorin Oakenshield, and the time should be almost here."

"Edward, are you ready to see the dishes prepared for the banquet?"

Brand looked like a handsome young man with sharp teeth and sharp mouth just now.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The handsome young man nodded respectfully immediately.

Brand nodded, then looked at everyone: "The others will come down with me to meet them."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

night.

Deep in the dark forest of the north.

Within the Woodland Kingdom.

The lights were on at this time.

A large number of wood elves shuttled through the huge underground city.

city ​​center.

In the small garden in the sky, which is built by pruning the branches of huge giant trees.

Dressed in an exquisite silver robe, the elf king Thrandil with an extremely handsome and cold face sat on a luxurious wooden throne.

In the square in front of him, five or six elven leaders were standing in front of Thranduil.

Among them was a tall and plump, glamorous female elf wearing beige leather armor and a dark green cloak robe. It was Tariel.

She was standing in front of several other elf leaders at this time.

"You already know the news that the clansmen just brought, right?"

Thranduil spoke in a low voice.

"understood"

"Know."

"already known"

Several leaders nodded.

"The Orcs have once again appeared in the Southern Dark Forest."

"This is the second time this month."

"Combining with the news sent by Lady Lothlorian Galadriel, there are already enough signs that the Orcs of "Dol Gordo" are likely to attack us again."

"so."

The time was urgent, and Thranduil did not discuss much with the leaders at this time, and immediately began to order: "First, send all the scout soldiers out, I want to know what's going on in the forest in the south every moment."

"Second, send someone to inform the Beion family, the skin changer, they need to know this."

"Third, organize all the bows, weapons, armor, and arrows in the warehouse so that they can be used enough, call."

"Also, go to the kitchen, storehouse, and prepare enough food and drinks for the war, and there can be no mistakes."

"Leave this matter to Tariel, I can rest assured that you will do things."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"Finally, the notice goes on. After an hour, let all the soldiers gather in the square. I want to review."

"That's it, let's go."

Speaking of which, Thranduil waved.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The elf leaders bowed and saluted and backed away.

The mission was urgent, and the five elf leaders quickly dispersed and disappeared.

Tariel also walked quickly towards his residence.

Thranduil ordered three tasks, and she received the most difficult and cumbersome one.

This also shows that King Thranduil values ​​her the most.

Without thinking too much, what Tariel has to do now is to go home as quickly as possible to settle his two children, and then go to perform the task.

Walk briskly on familiar roads.

Tariel just walked into the door.

Then, a petite and lively figure rushed into Tariel's arms quickly and fiercely, and said cutely, "Mom, I miss Dad."

Tariel's eyes dimmed slightly, stroking his daughter's head and whispering: "Mom also thought about it..."