legend begins with lord of the rings

When Faramir led the warriors out of Minatiris, it was almost dusk.

In the distance, countless orc armies can be seen camping around Gondor, surrounding the adventurer's war fortress and Gondor at the foot of the mountain.

Minatiris (White City) is built on the Gondor Mountains, and behind the mountains is an abyss.

On the one hand, the mountains have become Gondor's natural barrier; on the other hand, they have also cut off Gondor's retreat.

Because Faramir's armor had been confiscated in the hall before, he was only wearing a thin lining at the moment.

It is now October, and the temperature will drop rapidly when day and night alternate.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Faramir couldn't help but shiver.

Looking at the orc army in the distance, Faramir's body was not only cold, but his heart was even colder.

"Admiral Faramir, what should we do now? Are we going to join the adventurers?"

"We have nothing now. I wonder if the adventurers are willing to accept us..."

"Yes, I heard that adventurers are a group of lunatics who only care about money..."

"Not necessarily, as far as I know the adventurer team is quite good..."

Seeing Faramir stop, the warriors following him started talking.

However, many of them's understanding of adventurers was the result of Denese's deliberate propaganda.

In the city of Minatiris, the reputation of adventurers is not very good.

However, many Gondor warriors have come into contact with adventurers.

Judging from those contacts, the adventurer team is highly disciplined and has clear goals. It is not at all as bad as the propaganda in Gondor.

So the soldiers divided into two waves and started to quarrel.

"Okay, stop for a moment..." Faramir stopped the soldiers' discussion and said loudly: "I know that we are in a very bad situation now, but as soldiers of Gondor, our honor and mission do not allow us to bow our heads.

Maybe my father was right and I should die fighting the orcs."

"Please check the equipment. I have decided to sneak attack on the orc army tonight." There was a trace of tragedy in Faramir's expression.

Although he was deeply disappointed in his father, what Denethor said before still made Faramir feel a little self-defeating.

As a Gondor warrior, he decided to use his own blood to awaken Gondor's fighting spirit.

"Why go and fight the orcs now..."

"Our weapons and supplies are simply not enough..."

"Oh my God, we can't even get a few decent sets of armor together..."

Many of the soldiers present were puzzled by Faramir's decision.

But as soldiers, their bounden duty is to obey orders.

After complaining for a few times, everyone, led by the team leader, began to count weapons to ensure that everyone could get a piece of equipment.

Some experienced warriors sat silently aside to recharge their batteries.

When there was only one bright moon left in the sky, Faramir stood on a stone pier.

Looking at the soldiers in front of him whose equipment could not be guaranteed, Faramir felt a trace of guilt in his eyes. However, he soon hid this emotion.

"Fearless warriors, first of all I want to say sorry to you. I made you leave the beautiful Minatiris, and what will greet us next is most likely death..."

Following Faramir's words, there was a commotion in the crowd. The soldiers realized that if they attacked the orcs tonight, they would probably never come back.

However, those who could follow Faramir out of Gondor City were all qualified warriors.

Soon everyone became quiet, and everyone had a look of determination on their faces.

Faramir also noticed the changes in the demeanor of the warriors, which made him feel even more tortured.

But Faramir had already made up his mind, and he said loudly again: "Secondly, I want to thank you for your support. Although we no longer belong to Gondor, I am still willing to fight for her~"

"Long live Gondor!"

"Long live Gondor~"xn

"Long live Gondor!"

"Long live Gondor~"xn

As Faramir raised his sword and shouted, the warriors put aside all worries and their mood gradually became fanatical.

"Now, please follow me into battle to kill the enemy~

Even if we are destined to fail this time, we can use our actions to tell the orcs that humans are invincible!"

Faramir raised his head and glanced at the bright moon, then pointed his sword into the distance, his eyes becoming extremely determined.

"For humanity, for Middle-earth, for Gondor..."

"kill!"

"Kill~" xn

After motivating everyone, Faramir raised his sword and led the way towards the orc camp.

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

Before Faramir could get far, a group of cavalry caught up with him.

"The enemy? It seems to be an adventurer..."

"They are adventurers. Didn't you see the logo on their chests..."

As the adventurer cavalry approached, Faramir also stopped and looked at the person.

"Who is Faramir?"

"I am."

"Your Excellency Faramir, on the orders of the adventurer leader Abel, I invite you to the War Fortress." the cavalry leader said.

"Sorry, we have something else to do. I'm afraid we have to live up to Mr. Abel's kindness." Faramir replied with flashing eyes.

It wasn't like he hadn't thought about joining the adventurers before, but it was because he was not familiar with Abel, and the other was because his father Denese didn't get along well with the adventurer team.

Therefore, Faramir, who is slightly arrogant, has no shame in going to the adventurer's war fortress.

The cavalry leader seemed to have anticipated Faramir's behavior. He said calmly: "The big leader said that if you want to seek revenge from the orcs, the adventurer will be your help.

And I personally have something to tell you: If there is anyone in Middle-earth who can defeat the orcs, it must be us adventurers."

Regarding the proud look of the cavalry, the warrior behind Faramir took it for granted.

Now all the races in Middle-earth seem to have reached a consensus that adventurers will be the nemesis of the orcs.

Although Denethor tried his best to discredit adventurers in Gondor, the warriors behind Faramir also had their own judgments.

Faramir glanced at the warriors behind him with complicated eyes, and finally he let out a long sigh and said, "Lead the way."

Seeing the warriors behind him relax, Faramir felt a little more relaxed.

Who would be willing to die immediately if there was a chance to survive?

Faramir once again made a decision in his mind. If the adventurer could really resist the orc army, there would be no harm in selling his life to the other party.

Under the moonlight, Faramir, led by the adventurer, passed through the complex and changeable maze and came to the war fortress again.

The open-air hall is brightly lit.

Abel was sitting on a chair, holding a glass of fruit wine in his hand. Behind him, the female elf stood quietly in the shadows.

In the lower position, Gandalf and Dane gathered together and smoked cigarettes.

"Oh, you were kicked out by Denese?" Abel looked at Faramir who walked in, and said with interest: "Let me guess, after you were kicked out, you won't be stupid enough to want to fight with the orcs overnight.

Do your best?"

Facing Abel's eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, Faramir lowered his head in embarrassment, avoiding eye contact with him.

"You're not asking me to guess right!" Abel put down his wine glass with a genuine smile on his face.

Gandalf and Dane also looked at Faramir in surprise. From the other's embarrassed expression, it was not difficult to see that Abel had guessed correctly.

Facing the eyes of everyone, Faramir also re-examined his previous decision.

I have to say that after calming down, Faramir also felt that his previous behavior was a bit reckless.

But he has no regrets.

"You called me here just to say this?" Faramir raised his head under the pressure and looked directly at Abel above.

"How is it possible..." Abel skillfully took out a cigarette and threw one to Faramir. He lit one himself and said, "I appreciate your courage. Are you interested in joining the adventurers?"

Although Faramir had expected it, he was still a little surprised by Abel's direct attitude.

"I have now been kicked out of Gondor, and I have nothing to do with Denethor anymore." Faramir stared into Abel's eyes and said seriously: "Also, Denethor does not agree to cooperate with adventurers. Look.

The situation is that he wants both the adventurers and the orcs to suffer a loss..."

Faramir said this just to see Abel's reaction and judge the other party's attitude.

But Abel's calm demeanor was destined to disappoint him.

"Okay, I know all this. I just want to ask you if you want to join the adventurers?"

Perhaps in order to increase his persuasiveness, Abel added at the end: "The adventurer's welfare and wealth~"

Although Abel had never met him before, he had a unique and confident quality that made Faramir want to follow him.

"Will the adventurers go to war with the orc army?"

"Obviously... yes!"

"Okay, I'm willing to join the adventurers..."

After getting the answer he wanted, Faramir put his fist against his chest and performed a knightly salute, swearing his loyalty.

"Okay, we adventurers don't talk about these lies..." Abel stood up and patted the other party's shoulder with satisfaction, and said: "Go down and rest. Remember to bring your people who are willing to join the adventurers tomorrow morning to lead the expedition.

An adventurer's outfit."

"Thank you~" Faramir nodded and followed the leader outside.

"By the way, please tell your subordinates that if you want to get better treatment among adventurers, you need to go to the battlefield to get it yourself."

The moment Faramir walked out of the hall, Abel's voice sounded in his ears.

"I will inform them." Faramir responded and disappeared out the door.

"Haha, he is a great young man..." Dann said to Abel after watching Faramir leave, "Congratulations, you have another capable person under your command."

The wizard was smoking a cigarette. Although he did not speak, it was easy to see from his eyes that he was also very optimistic about Faramir.

The courage of the other party to face the orcs alone has surpassed many people in Middle-earth.

"We are all happy together. We are all for the peace of Middle-earth. The stronger the adventurers are, the more stable Middle-earth will be." Abel said with a smile.

It can be seen that he is also very satisfied with the subordinates he just acquired.

"Okay, there are still many things waiting for us tomorrow. Let's go to bed early." Abel said to the three people in the hall.

The reason why several people gathered in the hall was to receive Faramir. Now that the task has been completed, it is naturally time to rest.

After saying hello to everyone, Abel yawned and returned to his comfortable bedroom.

If it weren't for the fear that Faramir would do something stupid, Abel would have fallen asleep by now.

On the other side, in a luxurious room in Minatiris, Boromir was not sleeping either.

He was now looking at the bright moon in the sky in front of the window, still thinking about everything that happened in the hall during the day.

Faramir's disappointed look when he left in the end kept replaying in his mind.

The death of his younger brother and his father's unfeelingness filled him with torment.

"No, I want to go out and take a look. I hope Faramir didn't do anything stupid..."

Because of his understanding of his brother Faramir's character, Boromir became increasingly uneasy.

He put on a black robe and quietly left the room.

"Who is this sneaky person? Come out!"

"It's me, Boromir~"

"Oh, it turns out to be the eldest prince. What can I do?"

"I have something important to do and need to go out."

"Okay, please be safe."

Boromir left Minatiris easily under the watch of the guards at the city gate.

"Remember, I have important things to do when I go out this time, which is related to the survival of Gondor. So don't make any news about my leaving the city." For the sake of safety, Boromir still warned the guards.

"Understood, when will His Highness Boromir come back? If Lord Regent asks..." The guard captain seemed to see something, so he asked a few more questions.

"I will come back tomorrow morning and explain everything to my father, so don't be too troublesome," Boromir warned.

"Okay, Your Highness Boromir, I guarantee that no one will know about your departure except us." The guard captain gave Boromir a reassuring look.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Boromir crossed the plain and looked at the quiet orc camp in the distance. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he was blocked outside the war fortress by the adventurer patrol.

"I am friends with your chief, you should have seen me during the day." Boromir said with a smile on his face.

"Sorry, I can't let you in without the order from above. Please wait here for a while, and I will send someone to ask for instructions from the superiors." The adventurer patrol leader said seriously.

"Okay, okay, I'll wait here. Send someone inside quickly to report that Boromir of Gondor needs to see Abel and Gandalf." Boromir said patiently.

Soon, the patrol leader sent a man to go inside the war fortress.

"By the way, has Faramir been here? He is my brother and he was just expelled from Gondor." Boromir stood outside the maze and couldn't help but inquire about his brother.

"Sorry, we have no comment," the patrol leader replied.

We are in an emergency period now, and all situations in the war fortress are classified.

Not getting the news he wanted, Boromir looked anxious.

However, as the eldest prince of Gondor, he also knew the difficulties of the patrols.

So he could only keep pacing back and forth, waiting for Abel's summons.