"Bang bang bang..."
The sound of galloping horses' hooves rumbled.
The remaining three Nazgul have no intention of dismounting and challenging these two humans.
Their mission is to bring back the Lord of the Rings for their master.
Now that the hobbits have escaped, the scent of the Ring is quickly fading away.
They had no time to waste on these humans.
At this time, facing the two humans who rushed up, the three Nazgul immediately waved their swords and slashed them down.
"boom!"
The sound of gold and iron colliding suddenly sounded.
Morgan held the sword in one hand and faced the oncoming Nazgul. With only a slight touch, Morgan quickly approached the black horse. With his other hand, he preparedly grabbed a foot on the Nazgul's back. With the help of his strength, Morgan suddenly turned over and jumped onto the horse's back. He sat on the horse's back. Behind the Nazgul.
The Nazgul on horseback sensed something was wrong when Morgan grabbed his feet.
But Morgan was faster. The moment he sat on the horse, Morgan immediately put the long sword in his hand into the dimensional space ring, then raised his elbow and hit the head of the Nazgul in front of him with a strong elbow.
Of course, the damage from an elbow attack is far less than that from an attack with a sword.
But the Nazgul in front of him were invulnerable, so there wasn't much difference between using a sword and using an elbow at this time.
Morgan just wanted to be able to interfere with the Nazgul.
And at such a close range, it is easier to move with bare hands than with a sword.
The strong elbow to the head caused the Nazgul to stagger, and his original attack on Morgan was immediately slowed down by half a minute.
After Morgan hit him with his elbow, he immediately grabbed the Nazgul's body with both hands and pushed him down hard.
At this time, the benefit of stacking the strength attribute high was reflected. Under Morgan's huge power, the Nazgul sitting in front of him was immediately knocked down.
With a roar, the ring spirit in front of him was pushed off his horse by Morgan.
The black horse beneath him seemed to have noticed that the owner had changed on its back, and immediately started jumping wildly, threatening to throw Morgan off the horse.
For Morgan, he could defeat the evil and terrifying Nazgul, let alone the opponent's horse.
Morgan clamped his legs around the horse's belly, reached out and pulled out the dagger from his waist, raised his hand and stabbed the black horse in the butt.
It's just that the dark horse who was transformed by Modo's evil didn't seem to notice the pain at all, and continued to jump wildly.
At this time, one of the three mounted Ringwraiths was knocked off his horse by Morgan.
The other was caught by Aragorn.
The last one broke through the circle surrounded by the two of them and rushed forward quickly.
Looking at the Ringwraith quickly disappearing.
Morgan jumped off his horse.
He originally planned to seize the black horse and chase the remaining Nazgul, but these beasts, which had been specially modified to be the exclusive mounts of the Nazgul, not only refused to continue walking, but also jumped around like crazy and had no means of riding.
As soon as Morgan stepped back on his horse, the crazy movements of the dark horse in front of him immediately calmed down.
The Ringwraiths from behind were approaching quickly.
Seeing that the dark horse in front of him was planning to turn around and find the Ringwraiths.
How could Morgan endure this?
Reaching out his hand, the Elf Sword immediately appeared out of thin air in his hand.
Morgan rushed forward with a strong step and cut off one of the black horse's front legs with his sword.
"boom..."
The black horse, which had lost its front legs, immediately fell to the ground.
Morgan looked up at the black horse and the Nazgul who had slipped through the net and quickly moved away, feeling a little worried.
Only one Nazgul caught up.
Of course it wasn't Glorfindel and Frodo that Morgan was worried about.
It was the three hobbits, Sam and Meripipin, who were escaping behind.
However, the Supreme Lord of the Rings is not in their hands. Presumably as long as they know how to avoid it, the Nazgul will not go out of their way to hunt them down.
At this time, the Nazgul, led by the Witch King of Angmar, who had been overturned in front, rushed up quickly.
Morgan had no interest in fighting these iron lumps at this time.
Almost all the black horses were killed. If these Nazgul were not fast enough, they would not be able to catch up with Frodo and the others.
"Aragorn..."
Morgan was retreating, looking at Aragorn who was fighting the Nazgul in the distance and shouted.
Aragorn turned his head, looked at Morgan's movements, and then looked at the Ringwraiths who were catching up and immediately understood what Morgan meant.
Swinging his sword to drive away the attacking Nazgul, Aragorn turned and ran away.
Soon, such a scene appeared in the vast wilderness.
Morgan and Aragorn were running hard in front, with a group of black-robed Nazgul chasing behind them.
Half an hour later.
A sound of rushing water came from the front.
Morgan and Aragorn immediately showed joy on their faces.
Soon, when they came to the Xiangshui River, they saw the Nazgul lingering by the water and not daring to cross the river.
On the opposite side of the Xiangshui River, three short figures were standing by the river, seemingly provoking the Nazgul on the other side.
"let's go!"
Morgan and Aragorn quickly crossed this section of the river that was only half a man deep.
When they went ashore that day, they saw a group of ring spirits on the opposite side who had lost their mounts and all came to the edge of the Xiangshui River.
The two parties looked at each other for a few times.
Morgan and Aragorn left with the three little hobbits.
This place is only about two days away from Rivendell, and they are very close to Rivendell.
Two days later.
The sky is clear.
The autumn breeze is cool.
Looking ahead at the dreamy valley bathed in golden sunlight.
The three hobbits, Sam and Meripin, looked excited.
"Is that Rivendell?"
"My God, it's so beautiful..."
"I finally came to Rivendell, where the elves live, the legendary Rivendell..."
"Am I dreaming?"
The three hobbits looked at the valley in front of them and couldn't take their eyes away, and they were amazed.
"It's only noon now, it's still early to dream."
Aragorn looked at the three little hobbits and smiled.
Speaking of Rivendell, among the five-person team, Aragorn is undoubtedly the most familiar, not even Morgan.
"Let's go, it's not too late to dream later, Frodo is still waiting for you."
Morgan withdrew his eyes from the beautiful scenery in the distance, turned his head and looked at the three hobbits beside him and smiled.
We are finally arriving in Rivendell, and we can take a good rest for a few days.
"Yes, Frodo..."
"Frodo must have arrived..."
"Let's go quickly..."
Speaking of Frodo, the three hobbits once again jumped for joy.
Morgan and Aragorn were in front, striding towards the valley ahead.
When the five-person team walked across the long bridge across the raging Xiangshui River in Rivendell, they stepped onto the wide square under Rivendell Mountain.
I saw Gandalf in gray robes, Frodo in white short sleeves, Arwen, the "Princess of the Evening Star" in a white dress, Glorfindel in a golden robe, and the host of Rivendell in a dark blue luxurious robe. Eldron Lord Eldron is walking towards the square.
Looking at the people coming from the mountain, the two hobbits, Pippin and Merry, who had been the most active just now, immediately became restrained and quiet.
"Long time no see, Morgan..."
"Aragorn, you haven't been back for a while..."
"Welcome, two brave hobbits from the Shire..."
Lord Eldron greeted a few people one by one with a smile as bright as the spring breeze.
The people behind him immediately came to greet him.
"Frodo..."
"Frodo..."
"Sam, Merry, Pippin, you are finally here..."
Frodo hurriedly greeted his three friends from home.
The four little hobbits were naturally very happy to be reunited.
Arwen met Aragorn.
Although the two of them did not do anything rude, the affection in their eyes could be easily seen by everyone present.
Morgan stood aside and couldn't help but curled his lips.
At this time, his good friend Gandalf came up to him.
"Gandalf, aren't you still in Isengard?"
Morgan looked at Gandalf and asked, "Why are you here?"
"Hey, it's a long story..."
Gandalf shook his head and sighed: "Let's go, we'll talk as we go."
The group of people followed Lord Eldron and started walking towards the mountain.
The four hobbits were chattering together.
Aragorn and Arwen were also talking to each other.
Morgan and Gandalf came last.
Gandalf took out the tobacco stick, filled it with shredded tobacco, lit it, took a long puff, and blew out the smoke.
Then he slowly said: "Saruman rebelled and joined Modo's camp."
Gandalf opening his mouth was a big deal.
Morgan was very cooperative and showed surprise and shock, and couldn't help but said: "What's going on?"
"He is the chief wizard..."
Gandalf nodded with a heavy face: "Just because he is the chief wizard."
"That's why his rebellion became particularly serious..."
Gandalf began to talk about what happened after he met Saruman.
It was said that he escaped from Saruman's captivity with the help of an eagle, and finally came to Rivendell.
Except for being beaten by Saruman, he didn't say anything.
Gandalf's words also gave Morgan a better understanding of the white-robed wizard Saruman.
"I see..."
Morgan nodded seriously.
Gandalf immediately asked about Morgan. He was also interested in how Morgan and the hobbits evaded the tracking of the terrifying Nazgul and reached Rivendell.
"Strange to say, we encountered the Nazgul on the night we left..."
"We escaped the pursuit of the Nazgul for the first time at the Bacolber Ferry in Hobbiton."
"At the Prancing Pony Inn in Bree, I didn't expect you, but the Ringwraiths came again..."
"Fortunately, Aragorn knew the information I left and came to the door..."
"We avoided the Ringwraiths all the way...Next to the forest where we once encountered three trolls, we met Glorfindel..."
"Just two days ago, when we were about to arrive at Xiangshui River, the Ringwraiths caught up with us again..."
"We stopped the pursuing Nazgul and allowed Glorfindel to bring Frodo to Rivendell in advance..."
Morgan spoke in a calm voice about what he had experienced along the way.
Gandalf, who knew the Ringwraiths better, heard of the dangers and thrills Morgan encountered along the way.
"By the way, Gandalf, can the Nazgul be killed?"
Morgan looked at the silent Gandalf and suddenly asked: "I mean to be killed forever?"
"It's hard..."
After hearing Morgan's question, Gandalf was silent and shook his head.
"Those nine people were not only corroded by the Ring, their bodies were corroded, but their souls were also corroded..."
"That's why they will be enslaved by Sauron forever."
"They live dependent on Sauron. They will not die until Sauron is completely dead..."
"Even if their bodies die, they will most likely be reborn in Modo."
"Of course, that's just what I know."
"As for what will happen specifically, no one can know."
Gandalf spoke softly, looked at Morgan and smiled: "Why, did you kill them?"
"Well, I split the bodies of two Nazgul..."
"One of them left a body, but there was nothing inside."
Morgan looked at Gandalf and nodded.
Gandalf was stunned for a moment, but he knew that the forging materials of the Nazgul bodies were extraordinary and were harder than ordinary steel.
One can imagine what kind of power it takes to split the Nazgul's body.
"Then what?"
Gandalf couldn't help but ask.
"Then, I saw that Ringwraith again in the team of Ringwraiths that were chasing after me."
Morgan finished speaking.
Gandalf was silent.
Follow Lord Eldron in front of you and move forward.
After passing through the gardens, squares, attics, and fountains, everyone arrived at Rivendell Palace.
Rivendell seems busier than usual today, and male and female elf attendants can be seen busy everywhere.
The four hobbits walking in the middle chattered quietly all the way.
Frodo arrived before the three hobbits, so he kept explaining something to his three companions.
Merry and the most restless Pippin walked into the exquisite and luxurious palace of Rivendell. They looked like poor country children who had just entered the big city, and they didn't know where to look.
Although Sam was equally amazed, the expression on his face was much more steady than that of Pippin Merry.
Aragorn, who was only busy chatting with Arwen, finally remembered Gandalf behind him. After falling a few steps behind, he walked side by side with Gandalf Morgan and started chatting.
at this time.
Two dwarf figures, slightly taller than the hobbits but stronger and stockier, appeared in the hall ahead.
Both dwarves were wearing armor, one had red hair and a red beard, and the one next to him had long brown hair and a brown beard.
The two dwarves came towards each other, looked at the two familiar figures in the huge team in front of them and immediately shouted:
"Morgan, Gandalf!"
The sudden sound immediately raised the heads of the two people who were talking to Aragorn.
"Groin..."
Morgan immediately shouted in surprise when he saw the familiar figure.
Groin's appearance here means that the dragon scale armor and weapons he entrusted to Thorin Oakenshield to forge have arrived.
How could this not surprise him.
He's been looking forward to this for ten years.
"Haha, Groyin..."
Gandalf also smiled when he saw his old friend.
"We haven't seen each other for a long time. We must have a good drink this time."
Groin walked forward with the dwarves beside him and laughed loudly.
Morgan and Gandalf also came forward.
"It's been a long time indeed."
"Are Thorin and the others okay? How are Balin and the others?"
Gandalf smiled and spoke.
Because Morgan had lived in the Dark Forest before, he had been to Lonely Mountain from time to time.
It had indeed been a long time since Gandalf had been to the Lonely Mountain.
Zi Ziran and Groin haven't seen each other for a long time.
"They are very nice, but you haven't been to Erebor for a long time, Gandalf."
"You have to drink a few more drinks this time..."
Ge Luoyin said angrily. He has always been upright and said whatever he wanted.
"haha of course..."
Gandalf smiled and nodded quickly.
"How is Fili now?"
Morgan looked at Groin and asked.
"It's still the same..."
Hearing Morgan asking about Fili, Groin's smile faded a little and he said softly.
Sixty years since Morgan saved Fili from Azog in Ravenhill.
Because the place where he fell was too high, Fili managed to save his life.
But the legs were so badly broken that I could no longer walk normally.
I spent almost all of these years sitting in bed and in a wheelchair.
This is also the reason why the first heir behind Thorin Oakenshield, the "King under the Mountain" of Erebor, changed from his elder brother Fili to his younger brother Kili.
But the dwarves who knew the dangerous scene didn't think anything of it.
It's very rare for Feili to save his life.
He himself obviously knows this and has lived a very cheerful life these years.
Fili has a very good relationship with his younger brother Kili.
It was the same between the two brothers who could take over from their uncle Thorin.
"Uncle Morgan..."
Seeing Morgan looking over, Gimli immediately spoke.
Morgan nodded. He had watched Gimli grow up to a certain extent.
"You haven't seen him yet."
"He is Gandalf, the wizard Gandalf..."
Groin immediately introduced Gandalf to his son.
After introducing Gandalf, a look of confusion suddenly appeared on Groin's face. He looked at his son beside him and asked, "Did I forget something?"
Just as Jin Li was about to speak, Groin immediately slapped his head: "I remembered, it's armor!"
As he spoke, he immediately took the package off his son Gimli's back and placed it in Morgan's hand: "Morgan, this is what Thorin asked me to give to you."
