legend begins with lord of the rings

After a night of hiding, on the road from Osgiliath to Gondor, a team of more than 3,000 people was marching towards Gondor.

This team is the adventurers led by Boromir and the adventurers who helped Faramir before.

This team of adventurers is pitifully small compared to the hundreds of thousands of orcs, but there are some third-level adventurers among them, and there are even several fourth-level adventurers.

At this moment, there were more than 3,000 adventurers, vaguely divided into two waves with the more than 300 Gondor soldiers gathered by Boromir.

The order the adventurer received was to rescue the two Boromir brothers and try to ensure their lives.

Almost all of the more than 300 Gondor soldiers gathered by Boromir were injured. Based on their current traveling speed, it was foreseeable that before the team reached Minatiris, they would be overtaken by the orc army behind them.

"Water...water..."

Suddenly, Faramir, who was lying on a stretcher wrapped like a mummy, murmured unconsciously.

"Faramir~"

Boromir, who was always paying attention to his younger brother's condition beside the stretcher, quickly put his ear to his younger brother's mouth, only to hear clearly that the other person wanted to drink water.

He stopped the team, took off the water bag from his waist, and then gently helped Faramir sit up.

The wound on his abdomen was touched, and Faramir woke up from the pain.

"Boromir... I am not dreaming." Faramir saw Boromir holding a water bag in front of him at a glance: "If this is a dream, I would rather never wake up..."

"What are you talking about?" Boromir smiled brightly.

Then seeing his brother's injuries all over his body, he blamed himself and said, "I'm sorry Faramir, I'm late. But I promise you, I will bring you to your father intact."

Thinking of his brother's bloody battle last night, Boromir felt heartbroken.

After a brief period of confusion, Faramir's head came to his senses.

Although he was happy to see his eldest brother again, Faramir also remembered that he had failed his father's expectations by losing the Gondor stronghold of Osgiliath last night.

"Osgiliath has fallen. Father must not want to see me now." Frustration surged into Faramir's heart, making the pain in his body lessen.

"It's not your fault, Faramir. There are too many orcs. Father will understand you..." Boromir said, seeing the expression on his brother's face becoming even more lonely.

Only then did he remember that his younger brother was not loved by his father at all. This time the other party lost Osgilias, and he would inevitably be criticized when he returned.

"You drink some water and rest for a while. When you get back, I will help you explain to your father." Boromir didn't know how to comfort Faramir at this moment and could only gently rub his hair.

Several level four adventurers who were always paying attention to the movements of the orcs behind them saw Boromir stop and looked at each other before an elf adventurer came to stand in front of Boromir.

"Your Highness Boromir, the orcs have discovered our whereabouts and will catch up soon." The fourth-level elf adventurer continued: "Your brother is now out of danger. After discussion, we adventurers decided to give you and

Your brother will give you a horse so that you can follow the adventurers and return to Gondor quickly."

Over the years, through Abel's training, adventurers have developed a style of not suffering losses.

The best choice for these more than 3,000 adventurers now is to speed up their journey and reach Minatiris before the orcs catch up.

Apparently Boromir also realized that he and the Gondor soldiers behind him were slowing down the adventurers.

Looking at the tall horse led by the elf, Boromir felt a little moved.

"No, I can't abandon my warriors." Faramir saw his brother's thoughts, shook his head and said: "You go first, Boromir. When you go back, remember to tell your father: His second son has let him down.

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Boromir saw the determined look in his brother's eyes, and then looked at the pitiful Gondor soldiers behind him.

In the end, Boromir still couldn't harden his heart, and he asked the fourth-level elf adventurer for help: "Can you please escort us one more time? I know this request is too much, and I will make it up to you when I return.

Moreover, Mr. Abel should have brought the news of the orcs' attack to my father now, and I believe someone will come to pick us up soon."

The elf adventurer thought for a while and said: "So far, I haven't received any news from anyone. As for what the adventurer will do next, I need to discuss it with other people."

"It should be." Boromir is not an unscrupulous person. He almost relied on adventurers to save Faramir this time. He said with a smile: "No matter what decision you make next, adventurers

I remember all the favors."

This time the adventurer helped Boromir save his brother completely for free. It can also be said to be Abel's investment in Gondor.

As long as it does not harm his own interests, Abel does not mind taking advantage of the Boromir brothers.

However, before sending out the adventurers, Abel also explained to the adventurers: it is strictly forbidden and the mission can be abandoned. Safety comes first.

Sticking to the principle of not suffering a loss, after several level four adventurers discussed for a while, the level four elf adventurer returned to Boromir.

"Under the condition of ensuring their own safety, the adventurers will divide into small teams to harass the orcs. It is hard to say how long they can hold them off." The elf adventurer said: "During this period, you should try to speed up as much as possible. It is best if you can

Return to Gondor before the orcs catch up with you."

"Thank you~" Boromir solemnly thanked the adventurer.

In this case, the adventurer can still help to hold off the orcs, which can be said to be the most benevolent thing.

The Gondor soldiers behind also heard the conversation between the elf adventurers and Boromir, and they obviously sped up after setting off again.

As for the adventurers, they were led by several fourth-level adventurers and disappeared on the plains.

Not far behind, thousands of wolf cavalry also caught the scent and chased after them.

Adventurers who have experienced many life and death hardships hide in the dark and wait for the wargs to approach, firing cold arrows.

However, when the warg chased after him, no one was found.

In this way, the wolf cavalry were led by the adventurer in a circle on the plain.

When the orc army from the rear arrived, the adventurers tacitly chose to retreat.

The Gondor soldiers led by Boromir were not far from Minatiris after a long journey.

The tall White City and the magnificent war fortress appeared in front of everyone.

"If we work harder, we will be able to go home soon." Looking at Minatiris in front of him, the nervousness on Boromir's face relaxed a little.

"Tap tap... tap tap..."

With the sound of intensive horse hooves, the adventurers who blocked the orcs caught up with Boromir and others.

"The orc army is catching up, run~"

The fourth-level elf adventurer shouted, and when passing the two Boromir brothers, he pulled the seriously injured Faramir onto his horse.

Later, another level four adventurer also dragged Boromir onto his horse.

Some adventurers followed suit and picked up injured Gondor soldiers on their horses.

However, more Gondor soldiers followed the adventurers without horses, running wildly on the road.

Soon the Gondor soldiers running on the road gradually fell behind, but no one could help them.

The wolf cavalry in the rear waved their maces excitedly, knocking down the stragglers of Gondor one after another.

The orcs who saw the blood cheered and accelerated their pursuit again.

The overwhelming orc army appeared on the horizon, and the movement they caused quickly alerted the adventurers in the war fortress and the regent Denethor in Minatiris.

"Come here, can anyone tell me why it's so noisy outside!" Dinese sat in the hall and shouted to the door: "Are those damn adventurers planning something~"

"Report... report, report to the regent... the orcs... it's an army of orcs... the orcs are coming..."

A messenger soldier stumbled into the hall with a look of horror on his face.

"What? What did you say?" Denese stood up and stared at the messenger angrily, yelling: "How is that possible? Where did the orcs come from? Why didn't I receive the message?"

"It's really orcs, densely packed orcs. The adventurer didn't lie, their target is Minatiris..." The messenger was still in shock, but he was able to speak complete sentences.

"Damn it, how is this possible? We didn't provoke Sauron..." Dinese muttered to himself with a pale face: "It must be the adventurers, they are all to blame."

Just when Denise didn't know what to do, the door was pushed open again.

The guard captain hurriedly walked in: "Report to the Prince Regent, the orc army is approaching Minatiris, and the people in the city are in chaos. Please come up with an idea as soon as possible~"

"Damn orcs...damn adventurers..." Denese's expression gradually turned gloomy: "It's all your fault. Since you want a war, then just fight outside the city."

Denethor, who thought he was smart, said to the guard captain: "Send someone to close the city gate and no one is allowed in or out. Then send someone to contact the orcs and ask them how they will leave Gondor."

The guard captain thought he had heard wrongly. He reminded the regent: "We should now contact the adventurers outside the city and seek their help to jointly resist the orcs..."

"Shut up, don't mention the adventurers to me, they were the ones who brought the orcs." Denese waved her hand and said tiredly: "Do as I say, I'm tired and need to rest. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do...

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With that said, Denese left his favorite hall and walked towards his bedroom.

As for the adventurers, Abel had already estimated the approximate time of Boromir's return.

Now more than 50,000 heavily armed adventurers are gathering neatly inside the war fortress.

"Dan, I leave this place to you. This is the fortress you built, and you know it best." Abel said seriously to the dwarf: "Once the orcs get close, I need you to teach them an unforgettable lesson. Can you do it?

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"Promise to complete the mission!" Dane responded loudly.

"Very good~" Abel nodded to the dwarf, then turned to the wizard and said, "Let's go out and take a look, and pick up Boromir and the others by the way."

"That's what I meant~" Gandalf tightened his grip on the wand in his hand.