The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"He is not a lord." Gandalf said. "But his status is more noble than any human lord king in the world."

Zelin followed Gandalf, down the spiral path. The demon hunter couldn't think of who Gandalf wanted to introduce him, after all, he hadn't lived in this world long enough to understand much. But he had made up his mind, and when he handed Talion's letter to Youris tomorrow, he would set off to return to Mordor. Regardless of whether anyone helps, even if it is too late to find other helpers, he has to try and save as many people as possible.

In front of the gate of Minas Tirith, a man in a gray cloak crossed his arms and leaned against the wall next to the gate. The hood blocked most of his face, and Zelin could only see the pipe he was holding. But after walking in, the demon hunter found that he had seen this man.

This was the soldier who stood beside Gandalf and asked Zelin loudly when he first arrived.

Seeing Gandalf approaching, the man stood up straight and took off his pipe.

"Dinese refuses to help?"

"No, the regent's plan does not include rescuing Mordor." Gandalf shook his head, and then made a please gesture to Zelin. "This is what I said on the road, Zelin who helped us defeat Azog in River Valley."

The demon hunter nodded to the man in front of him.

"And this one." Gandalf turned his hand to the man in the cloak. "It's Aragorn, the son of Arazon."

Chapter 1744 Aragon Aid

"Aragon."

Zelin looked at the man standing in front of him. He was wearing a dark brown leather armor, and the jacket over the leather armor blended with the dark green windbreaker on his body. The weather in Gondor was a bit hot, but he was still wearing a heavy cloak, and a pair of suitable long soft leather boots were stained with mud. It was obvious that he must be traveling in the wild frequently. Under the gray and black hair, there was a little messy face, serious but friendly.

"Maybe I should call you an adult?"

"I'm not an adult," Aragorn said. "I am a ranger."

"Range? Oh, please forgive me." Zelin sighed lightly. "Are you planning to go to Mordor with me?"

"Don't think that Aragorn is alone, Zelin." Gandalf walked outside the city gate, Aragorn followed behind him, and Zelin followed after seeing this.

Minas Tirith is peaceful and peaceful, and the gates of the city do not need to be closed at night, but this situation is likely to come to an end in the next few days. When Mordor's army crossed the Shadow Mountains on a large scale and assembled in the Minas Devil's Cave, the residents of White City might be able to see the lingering cloud in the distance during the day.

"It's not that easy." Zelin said. He was worried that Gandalf and Aragorn might not understand how bad the situation in Mordor was. Live in a place completely ruled by orcs. Now they can only hide in the mountains and forests and caves, surrounded by powerful enemies, and there is no way out. "We need at least a few hundred brave and good fighters, led by some brave and powerful people. We have to go deep into Mordor at least half the distance, break through the blockade of the orcs, and then break out before more enemy forces surround it. Unless. There are better ways, such as getting around from the territory of the Harads."

"The dangers of the two are the same," Aragorn said. "The Harads are loyal to Sauron. Now the Dark Lord has mobilized many orc tribes and will inevitably summon an army of the Harads. The flags of the Umbal pirates spread from Grey Harbor to the sea of ​​Doamlos, Hara The Germans must accumulate strength in places we don't know, ready to attack and threaten the Gondor border."

"You know the humans in the South well?" Zelin looked at Aragorn. The ranger didn't look that old, but the look in his eyes showed that he had already passed the age of recklessness.

"I have attacked pirates." Aragorn said concisely. "They are also a group of difficult enemies, but compared to the orcs, Mordor poses the most serious threat. I discussed with Gandalf if we can launch a raid on Mordor before the orcs gather, disrupting their deployment and plans. , You can buy time for the people outside of Mordor."

"Yes, but you'd better be careful. The ring spirit has returned. This time Minas Ihir fell because of the ring spirit's participation. Otherwise, the city would not be easily broken."

Zelin's frowning brows gradually loosened.

"I agree with this idea, but to support this idea, we need a strong enough warrior, not just a few of us, to challenge the enemy with a sword. I can contact the remaining humans in Mordor, the Norn tribe and the previous ones. Some of the rangers remaining after the Black Gate was broken, as well as the defeated soldiers in Minas Ihir. Oh, yes, Lady Galadriel’s assassins are also active in Mordor, attacking the ring spirits."

"It sounds like we still have many friends in Mordor."

"There are more enemies." Zelin emphasized two more words. "We must not underestimate the enemy, otherwise we are just wasting our strength in vain. Moreover, there are many people in need of help, I am afraid we have to allocate some people to help people retreat."

He was very happy that Gandalf and Aragorn had the same ideas as him. Sending small troops to attack Sauron in advance is better than preparing Sauron to attack. But Gondor would not send reinforcements. He doubted how many helpers Gandalf could find. Maybe Mrs. Galadriel decided to send a elven warrior into Mordor? This is obviously impossible. It is impossible for an elven army to cross the northern part of Rohan and Gondor to Minas Tirith without any signs. The arrival of the gray-robed wizard in White City caused some disturbance, let alone a group of elves.

"We were prepared, Zelin. On the seventh day after you left Lorrain, Lada Gast sent the crow to tell me that the Orcs appeared in Rohan and a battle broke out with the humans. I had just arrived in the distance from Brei. Fifty miles away. At that time, I judged that the news that I had previously received the Dark Demon’s spy’s presence in the Nangang area might be wrong. Someone deliberately spread the news to divert my attention from Mordor to other places. So I Find Aragorn, he and the other rangers are in the south of Bree, monitoring the evil movements in that land." Gandalf looked at the shadow mountains in the distance, the dark foothills lying like a vicious python lying on the horizon. "Fifty rangers will come to help. They are now south of Andros."

"We are ready to fight the orcs." Aragorn said, he lightly flicked the hilt of the sword hung around his waist: "The Dark Lord will know that Middle-earth is not a place where it can be touched at will. "

"There used to be more than a hundred rangers in the Black Gate, but the orcs still defeated them."

"This time, the orcs will be defeated." Aragorn looked serious, but in his eyes, Zelin saw self-confidence rather than arrogance. The demon hunter looked at Gandalf, who also nodded.

"It looks like you often deal with orcs?"

"We have fought with Sauron's minions for how long."

"Don't worry, Zelin, Aragorn and the rangers are all good at fighting the orcs."

"I just hope to have a higher degree of certainty."

Seeing Gandalf said this, Zelin didn't say much.

"Dinese refused to send troops into Mordor, but the generals he sent to Osgilius to strengthen the defenses would not have a good impression of the orcs. If the orcs chase the border, they will take the initiative to attack." Gandalf Take off the pipe and exhale for a long time. The mist turns into a circle of smoke in front of him. "Tomorrow during the day is a good opportunity to enter Mordor. The half-orcs hate the sun. Sauron will cover the sun with black clouds, but he has just captured Minas Ihir, and the power cannot spread to the entire Shadow Mountain. Noon is an evil force. When he was weakest, he crossed the mountains and directly attacked the weakest place of Sauron's defenses."

"Non." The Demon Hunter suggested. "Sauron wants to gather an army of half-orcs. He needs to feed them so that these half-orcs will not kill each other because of hunger. Norn is the only place where Mordor produces food. Once we destroy it, it is already in the Shadow Mountains. The army assembled at the foot will lose its logistical supplies."

"Do you know where the orcs' food is stored in Norn?"

"I don't know, but someone knows. The human tribes in Noon, they know the place where they live."

"Very well, I will tell the others and let them continue to move south." Aragorn said and nodded to Zelin. "Tomorrow, we will meet east of Osgilius."

"I will arrive on time when the sun moves to the middle of the sky." Zelin looked at the gray-robed wizard again. "What about you, Gandalf, are you going with us?"

"I'm afraid I won't leave Minas Tirith now." Gandalf shook his head. "The battlefield against darkness is not limited to Mordor. The key clues against Sauron may be hidden in Gondor's library. I will stay here for a few days to check the scrolls. When the ravens of Radagasta arrive again, I Let him inform Lady Galadriel and Lord Elrond that the Holy White Council has not been held for a while. I think it’s time to discuss Sauron. I will try to persuade everyone to fight Sauron in Mordor. Lun’s soldiers offered to help."

Although Gandalf did not promise what kind of assistance he could provide, Zelin was a little relieved after hearing his words.

This is enough.

The next morning, the demon hunter followed the guidance of the city guards and found Yorice's home. It was a farm not far from the city, and Juris' father was a retired castle guard.

In this period of more than a month, Juris' expression has obviously become haggard. Losing her son, worrying about her husband, made her sideburns even appear to have white hair.

After reading the letter, Juris was silent.

"Is he okay this time?"

"It's not bad. He has called many helpers. The surviving rangers and Uton's exiles are willing to help him."

"Is he injured?"

"No, the orcs can't hurt him yet."

"That's good." Juris nodded. She looked at the pacing mount outside the fence and sighed sadly. "I won't write to delay your time, but I want to ask you, if you see him again next time, please tell him, in any case, please come back. I have lost Tihel and I can never lose it again. Him."

Youris seemed to want to say something, perhaps because she wanted to say too much, but she didn't know what to say for a while. In the end, she just rubbed the corners of her eyes.

"If you are in Mordor, please help him a lot and tell him that I love him."

"I will convey it, madam." Zelin nodded. "Please take care."

After that, he turned and walked towards the mount, turned on his horse, and rode his horse in the direction of Osgilius in the sun rising from the sky, where he would meet with Virginia and then go to meet Aragorn and his ranger.

As the horses hoof went east, the sky was gloomy, and the shadow of Mordor became thicker. The flames of the doomsday volcanic eruption reflected half of the dark clouds, and the floating ash crossed the Shadow Mountains, and the sky above Osgilias was also covered. A layer of haze.

This is a war.

A dangerous war.