The first thousand and fifty-three chapters

A quarter of an hour later, the roaring valley finally fell silent again.

The rising snow stained the sky white, and the falling snow and rocks filled the valley. The valley disappeared, leaving only a desert of white snow.

Quiet and dead.

Until a faint footstep broke the disturbing silence.

The emerald soft leather boots stepped on the snow without leaving any footprints. Holding the double knives, Altarel cautiously walked into the land buried by nature. She knew that not long ago, there was still a deep valley here, but now, the deep valley is tens of meters deep under her feet, covered with snow and rocks with frost.

"How did you...not sink?"

Idur asked in disbelief, who was submerged in the snow to his waist.

"You won't understand." Alta Reall put his hands on Idril and Virginia behind him. "You are waiting here. The front is very dangerous. There may be a landslide again at any time. Oh, look at the destructive power here, if we can apply the landslide here on Sauron's Evil Black Tower... Obviously impossible. Wait. Now, I will drag that human out of the snow."

The ground here is not stable, and in many places there is only a mass of snow, like a swamp, unable to bear the weight of a person.

Virginia clamped the staff under her armpit, holding her hands slightly weakly. After a gleam of indigo light flashed, she suddenly raised her head and looked to the left.

"He is there!"

"What?"

"Life detection spell, I found him, it's on your left, thirty meters forward and two meters down."

Altarel raised his eyebrows. "Spells? You have a lot of practical witchcraft, wizards."

The elf assassin trot over, and Virginia kept pointing her direction. Until the end, when she stood directly above the position, she took a step back, squatting down and digging down the snow with her gloved hands.

"Hurry up, hurry up, he must be injured." Virginia said anxiously. "You can get out of the way first, I will use flames to melt the snow here, and then..."

"Don't be stupid, human." Altariel pushed away the snow. "What is the difference between you and holding a pickaxe to save someone? You will knock on his head as soon as you dig him..."

The voice of the elf assassin suddenly stopped.

Her finger touched something hard.

But not humans, but a mass of thorns wrapped in it.

"What is this...?"

As if it triggered something, when Altarel pulled away the snow covering the thorns, the icy vines suddenly came to life, moving like two sides, revealing the enveloped space below. Altariel found that these vines were like an egg, wrapping a large area together, blocking the snow on it, and not engulfing this small space. When the vines unfolded, the elf's light blue eyes met a pair of golden beast pupils.

"Oh..." The demon hunter held the lavender fluorescent stone in his hand and looked at Altarel standing on it. "I was still thinking about how long it would take to dig myself out."

"What's the matter?"

"Canan is really a stingy client." Zelin put the soul stone back into the bag. This was originally a souvenir he saw in the soul stone mound. Once he entered the stone mound with the help of Selana at the price of a part of the soul, and then retrieved it under the guidance of Selana's mother. The shining stone was the one he picked up at that time, but he never thought he would use it in this way.

In the case of not being able to ignite, this turns out to be the best lighting tool.

"Oh?"

"I originally told it that when it fell, it turned into a young dragon and carried me away from here. As a result, in order to deal with the Balrog, after becoming a young dragon, she ran to the place where the Balrog fell and breathed out the breath of the frost dragon."

"It helped you fall from such a high place." Alta Reall looked at the sky, but the sky was still blank: "But you won't fall to death?"

"This is the result of the parachute." Zelin pointed to the brown cloth with the tether cut under his feet. "Although its rope almost strangled my neck after it fell."

"Parachute?"

"Some kind of invention." Zelin paused. "Science. But before that, shouldn't you pull me up first?"

"I thought you like to stay down." Altarel dropped a rope. "This is how many times have I saved you?"

When Zelin climbed up, he had to sit on the ground for a while to recover his dizzy head from lack of oxygen. Virginia gave him a deep hug, but this was covered in snow, there were traps everywhere, and it might even be a landslide again. The snowy field was really not a place to celebrate. Fortunately, they had a cave nearby where they could shelter from the wind. , The other Gondor people who were rescued were there.

Out of the snowfield, Zelin shrugged while looking at the top of the mountain that seemed to have been cut off. "How did Kanan do it?"

"Canan is older than any existence of Mordor." Celebrity's voice suddenly appeared, but Zelin couldn't be surprised. The gleaming Supreme Lord Ring on Altarel's finger kept reminding him that the Elf Lord must have not left.

"Do you know her?"

"Slightly heard." Celebrity said. "She has witnessed the rise and fall of many lives in Mordor more than once. She may have been born here from the first era, perhaps earlier than this. She is nature itself, but I believe that the farther away from the forest, the smaller the scope of the forest. Kanan's power becomes weaker. This is why the Shadow Army summons a Balrog, and the Balrog is Kanan's nemesis."

"I think this is a win, right?" Zelin looked around, Virginia followed him, but from time to time his eyes turned to Altariel, who walked straight ahead and led the way. "After the avalanche, Kanan's voice never appeared again."

"It's not an easy time for Kanan to cause such damage. It's a waste, Ranger." Celebrity said stiffly, as if witnessing some kind of treasure being wasted on meaningless things. "If she has the remaining strength to help us fight Sauron, we will have more chances of winning. Once we destroy Sauron, the Balrog is not to be feared."

Zelin took a deep breath and exhaled for a long time without speaking.

After a few seconds, he asked the Elf Lord. "Next..."

"We have assembled an army." Celebrity said coldly. "It's not like you gathered at Norn Castle, that weak, divided, and mutually exploiting army. We have a real army, and several of the Ring Spirits have been wiped out. This is a good opportunity to fight Sauron! I was supposed to I suggest that Altarel ignore you, but she won't listen. The chances of defeating Sauron are diminishing with time. You better hope that this decisive battle will not fail because of your willfulness."

"Your army?" Zelin looked at the Elf Lord unexpectedly. "Where are they?"

Celebrity's stiff face showed an unfathomable expression, as if he was proud, but also as complacent.

"You'll see it soon, Ranger, soon."

The first thousand seven hundred and fifty-four chapters are branded fortress

Ceregost is located at the northernmost tip of Mordor and is covered with white snow all day long. There is neither the minerals of Sirius Ungo, nor the richness of Norn, nor the lava that Gagolos can provide the temperature for the forge. Some are just cold rocks and snow-covered soil. No minerals can be excavated and no food can be grown. There are only some dangerous wild beasts in the deep mountains. Some people say that there are giant beasts inside the snowy mountains. No one can confirm this. The news is like no one can escape from a giant beast alive. Like Lislade, this place is far away from the west bordering Gondor. There are not many orcs here, all of them are huddled in a fortress in the middle basin of the mountains.

Zelin followed Celebrity as he walked on the black soil with a few snowflakes, where traces of the trail can be vaguely seen, and there is still a claw mark on the ground. A few wild beasts passed by here not long ago. In the distance from the castle in the valley, there are wisps of smoke. Compared with the orc castles in other places, this castle looks a little cold and shabby.

Altariel invited everyone to gather together, so Idrir returned to the cave where the Gondor prisoners of war were hiding, and summoned the others to rush here. Fortunately, Barano was still alive, he was just knocked out in the battle. After they broke through an arena, they rescued more than ten Gondor soldiers.

"There are 800 orcs stationed here, plus the garrison in the nearby ruins and towers, there are probably a thousand fighters who can fight. It is true, too few, but for us, it is enough."

"It sounds like you know everything here?"

Celebrity paused, and he turned his head. "I know this land better than Solon. His eyes are always set to the west, focusing on Augustus Lias and Minas Tirith, and to the eastern land of Mordor, Lisrad and Gorgolos, as long as Continue to provide soldiers, accept the recruitment, he does not care about the rest. This is our opportunity, Sauron will find that his greatest threat comes from the place closest to him."

"You know everything, Elf Lord."

"Confidence comes from strength, ranger." Celebrity said confidently. "And after we have the Supreme Lord of the Rings, the power has returned to our hands. Sauron lost the ring in the war of the Second Age and has not recovered it. Now, he does not have the Supreme Lord of the Rings, and his power is far inferior to the past. This is our best opportunity and we must not let it go."

They approached the castle along the path they were stepped out of. Zelin looked at Altariel curiously, and then at the fortress not far away. The wind and snow stopped temporarily at noon. Zelin could see the orcs on the wall, and on the two watchtowers on the left and right of the fortress gate, there were four sentries holding crossbows standing respectively. Seeing outsiders approaching, the orcs on the city wall were indifferent. When Altarel walked to a place less than ten meters away from the city gate, accompanied by a heavy rumbling, the heavy gate slowly opened to the left and right.

"So..."

"I said, now this army belongs to us." Alta Reall turned around and put the double sword into the scabbard behind it, with a rare trace of joy on his indifferent face. "We defeated the ring spirits and recruited the army. There was only one last step left. Oh, you also solved a Balrog. At least you don't have to worry about the Balrog before attacking Sauron."

Zelin looked up and down the elf assassin, as if seeing her for the first time. "Just less than three months ago, you almost cut off my hand because you suspected that I might be an accomplice of the orcs. Now, you are willing to lead a group of orcs to fight? I never thought that a person's mind would change like that. Fast."