Gandalf finished speaking.
Everyone around him suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
When Morgan and Gandalf unexpectedly returned and returned to the expedition alive again.
No one wants to see another casualty in the expedition.
"but..."
As soon as the expressions on everyone's faces relaxed, Gandalf, who was examining Boromir's wounds, spoke again.
Immediately everyone's attention focused on him again.
Gandalf scratched Boromir's wound without saying a word, and just stretched out his hand to the side.
Morgan understood immediately, pulled out the dagger pinned to his calf and handed it over.
Gandalf took the dagger and cut open the clothes at the wound. Looking at the skin in the middle of the wound, it had become as dark and rancid as the black arrow.
"But...the arrow is poisonous."
Gandalf said solemnly.
At this time, everyone around also saw the horrific condition of Boromir's shoulder wound, and they became worried again.
To be able to make the wound look like this in such a short period of time shows that the poison of this black arrow is so terrifying.
"Fortunately, the wound is on the shoulder. If it went down a little further, Boromir would not be able to be treated at all..."
Gandalf carefully observed Boromir's wound, then looked at Morgan and said, "Take out what Lady Galadriel gave you before she left."
"how do you know?"
Morgan glanced at Gandalf suspiciously.
When Galadriel gave him this thing and said he would use it, Gandalf was not with him.
Morgan was also unmoved, and his thoughts moved slightly.
The next second.
A delicate transparent glass bottle as long as an index finger appeared in Morgan's hand.
Just as he was about to hand the vial to Gandalf.
Gandalf's eyes returned to Boromir's wound again and he said: "Get ready."
Upon hearing this formation, Morgan immediately knew it and opened the bottle.
Then Gandalf pulled the black arrow out of Boromir's wound as quickly as he could.
"fall!"
Gandalf had just spoken.
Morgan had poured the liquid from the delicate glass bottle onto the dark, putrid wound.
I saw a drop of transparent liquid like water dripping into the wound.
"Pfft..."
"Pfft..."
The black blood that immediately gushes out from the black putrid wound reacts violently when it sees the transparent water droplets, as if water was poured into a hot oil pan.
Traces of foul-smelling black smoke continued to emerge from the wound.
At this time, Boromir, who had fallen asleep completely, could not help but twitch his body and moan in pain.
Look at the violent reaction on the wound.
Everyone around could almost imagine the pain.
But soon, when the reaction of the transparent liquid was completed, the black smoke dissipated.
The originally dark and putrid wound immediately turned into a pale skin with no blood.
See the wound look like this.
Gandalf breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the delicate glass bottle in Morgan's hand and said, "It really works."
The expressions of everyone around him also relaxed a lot.
The arrow from his shoulder was pulled out.
Gandalf's eyes fell again on the wound on Boromir's knee.
Just like the wound on the shoulder, the clothes on the knee were cut open, and everyone saw the black wound exuding rancid odor again.
With the experience just now.
Gandalf takes action and Morgan cooperates.
When the transparent liquid dripped into the wound on the knee again.
Seeing that the wound became much more normal at a speed visible to the naked eye, everyone finally relaxed.
Gandalf just wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Boromir looked pale, almost like a dead person, and turned to everyone and said, "As you can see."
"Those two arrows contained extremely poisonous and evil poison. Although the evil poison in the two wounds was eliminated."
"But the poison that penetrates deep into Boromir's body cannot be easily resolved."
"Although I put him into a deep sleep, his condition is very serious. If he does not receive better training and treatment in time, Boromir may not be able to wake up or even die."
"so..."
Having said this, Gandalf took a breath, looked at everyone and continued: "You need someone to take him to Minas Tirith in Gondor as soon as possible. He needs to receive the best treatment there before he can wake up. Chance."
Gandalf said this.
Everyone present basically understood what Gandalf meant.
After a moment of silence, Aragorn was the first to stand up: "I'll go."
"Gandalf and Morgan are also back. Without me in the team, I believe we can send Frodo and the others to Mordor."
Watching Aragorn stand up first.
Neither Morgan nor Gandalf found it strange.
Aragorn is the only direct bloodline and orthodox heir to the throne of Gondor. In terms of status, Boromir and even Boromir's father Denethor, the current Prime Minister of Gondor, are considered his subordinates and followers.
Before, in Aragorn's arms, Boromir showed his true feelings, not only admitting that he could not resist the temptation of the Ring, but also recognizing Aragorn's identity.
At this time, how could Aragorn stand up when Boromir needed it.
"By the way, Frodo...where is Frodo?"
Hearing Aragorn mention Frodo, Gandalf immediately reacted and asked quickly.
"I asked him to leave early..."
Aragorn was stunned for a moment as he remembered what Frodo had said to him before, which made him a little confused, and then he immediately said: "Let's go out and talk..."
Frodo, the bearer of the ring, is crucial.
Everyone immediately decided to find Frodo first.
Aragorn carried Boromir on his back.
Everyone followed Gandalf and walked quickly toward the Anduin River.
It didn't take long.
When six figures appeared by the river.
Apart from the three ferries that everyone was riding on, there was only a pile of fires with extinguished open flames on the river, and a lot of people's supplies were placed on the river bank.
"Frodo isn't here?"
"Where did he go?"
"And Sam is also missing..."
Legolas and Gimli looked around and spoke.
Morgan looked at the three ferries parked by the river and asked Aragorn: "How many ferries were there when you came?"
"Three ships..." Aragorn said.
"Then there should be four boats on the river at this time..."
Morgan frowned and said, looking up to the other side, and immediately said: "Look there!"
Everyone immediately followed Morgan's gaze, and then saw a ferry docked on the other side of the river far ahead.
Morgan then quickly walked to where the blanket supplies were placed, and his eyes quickly scanned all the supplies on the ground.
Everyone realized what Morgan was thinking and quickly came over.
Morgan turned to look at everyone and said, "Things belonging to Frodo and Sam are missing."
The expedition team has been together for so long that Morgan can easily recognize which items and blankets belong to whom, and the same goes for everyone else.
"Then the two of them left alone?" Legolas frowned and asked.
"Now it seems that is obviously the case."
Morgan nodded.
"But can they do it without our protection?"
"Can two small, weak hobbits really reach Mordor?"
Gimli asked in confusion.
"It was Frodo's choice."
At this time, Gandalf, who had been silent for a while, looked at the ferry on the other side of the river in the distance and said in a deep voice: "We must have understood that he must complete the rest of the journey alone when he leaves."
"Well, you don't have to worry anymore, we have to trust Frodo."
"Let's talk about sending Boromir back to Gondor first..."
Looking back from the other side in the distance, Gandalf looked at the sleeping Boromir on Aragorn's back and said.
"Since Frodo no longer needs our protection, then I will send Boromir back to Gondor with Aragorn."
"There are two people on the road who can take care of you if you encounter enemies."
Legolas said as he looked at everyone.
Indeed, if Legolas and Aragorn were together, the two of them would definitely go to Gondor much faster and safer.
"what about me..."
Gimli saw that these two companions were going to Gondor next, and was about to speak.
Aragorn suddenly looked at Morgan and Gandalf beside him: "Where are you? Where are you going next?"
"Since Merry and Pippin have been captured by those orcs, we certainly cannot watch them being tortured by Saruman."
Morgan spoke.
Just on the way out from the mountain.
Aragorn had already told everyone the news Boromir had told him: Merry and Pippin were captured by strong orcs with white palm marks on their chests.
Gandalf also easily analyzed that there could be no other half-orcs that could march quickly in the daylight and were significantly taller except for the new half-orcs that Saruman had transformed in Isengard.
Gandalf also spoke at this time: "If everything goes well, we should go to "Edoras" (the capital of Rohan) next."
Aragorn: "I have heard about the situation in Rohan. The king has been seriously ill for a long time."
"Yes, and it's still heart-wrenching!"
Gandalf nodded and continued: "The king's mind is enslaved, and Rohan's current situation is in danger."
"Saruman now firmly controls King Théoden..."
"We must find a way to solve this situation and rescue King Théoden, otherwise the serious situation in the future will be unimaginable..."
Gandalf said in a deep voice.
There was silence for a while.
Aragorn nodded immediately: "You obviously need more manpower for the rest of your journey, so Legolas doesn't need to come with me."
"I can get Boromir safely to Minas Tirith alone."
"After that, we will rush to Edolas to find you as soon as possible."
Aragorn said this.
Legolas wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it.
Compared with Aragorn, Gandalf and Morgan will next pursue the orcs, rescue the two orcs Merry and Pippin, and the journey to Edoras, the capital of Rohan, is obviously more dangerous and requires more help.
Gimli no longer wanted to go to Gondor with Ala.
"Time is urgent, so I'll leave."
Aragorn said, tightening his grip on Boromir behind him, and then walked towards a ferry by the river.
We have reached the northern border of Gondor here.
Along the great river Anduin, you can reach the white city of Minas Tirith, the capital of Gondor.
However, the next section of the waterway that avoids the Lalos Falls in front is not very easy to walk. After this section, it will be much easier to walk later.
Several people helped move Aragorn and Boromir's blankets, dry food, drinks and supplies to the ferry where Boromir was.
With the help of a few people, Aragorn quickly set off on the ferry.
Looking at Aragorn's retreating figure.
Morgan looked back and said, "It's time for us to leave. Those orcs can march under the sun and their speed will not be slow."
"We'll be in trouble if we try to save Merry and Pippin once they reach Isengard."
"That's right..."
Gandalf nodded: "Those two little guys are probably frightened now."
"Walk..."
The four of them cleaned up at once.
Not long after, when the river ferry was carried ashore and hidden, the bonfire was extinguished and everything was cleaned up.
The four-person team then got into the forest behind them and quickly disappeared.
...
"Bang bang bang bang..."
Under the warm sunshine.
Located at the foot of the Amon Hen Mountains, in a wide dry river.
A troop of orcs wearing black armor and ugly faces were walking quickly in the river, running towards the front.
"Bang bang bang..."
The orc army rushed forward non-stop.
In the team, there were two little men whose hands were tied by the orcs and carried on the backs of two tall orc warriors. They were completely different in size and clothing and were sleeping.
This orc force naturally attacked the expedition team on the Amon Hen Mountains next to the Rallos Falls two days ago, and kidnapped Merry and Pippin, two young hobbits from Isengard. The Uruk strong orc army.
At this time, one of the hobbits, whose hands were tightly tied and carried on the back of a tall and powerful orc, woke up.
The little hobbit who saw clearly the situation around him and his surroundings did not panic, but called out to another little hobbit not far away who was treated the same as him.
"Merry..."
"Merry..."
Pippin tried his best to lower his voice and called out to the unconscious Merry again and again.
at this time.
The Orc troops in front suddenly slowed down and then stopped.
"Merry..."
Pippin continued to call his little friend Merry carefully.
At this time, the team is at the front.
Another half-orc team whose body shape, size, and even equipment were worse than those of the Orcs from Isengard stood in front of the road.
"Why did you come so slowly?"
"Our master is tired of waiting."
The small orc leader from Modo who was blocking the way looked at the Uruk strong orc leader and said dissatisfiedly: "Hurry up and hand over those dwarf bastards from the Shire, our master wants them now!"
Upon hearing this, the little leader of the strong orcs immediately became unhappy. He looked at the orcs in front of him who were half shorter than him and said loudly: "I will not listen to the orders of you Modo half-orc scum."
"The dwarves of the Shire are Saruman's trophies, and no one can take them away."
"We will deliver it to Saruman personally!"
The strong orc leader said coldly, raising the battle ax in his hand, looking at the short half-orc leader in front of him and roaring: "Now, all of you, get out of my way!"
"Otherwise, I will kill you and use them as food!"
The young leader of the strong orcs roared with a ferocious face, and a group of strong orc warriors behind him immediately started shouting and waving their weapons.
The expression of the little orc leader from Modo changed again and again, and he had no choice but to step aside.
At this time, a strong orc warrior suddenly sniffed.
The young leader of the strong orcs immediately turned around and looked at the other person and asked, "What do you smell?"
"It smells like human beings..."
The strong orc warrior said immediately.
"The smell of humans...the orcs' difficult companions may be after them."
"Let's go, speed up!"
The little leader of the strong orcs roared loudly, and the troops moved quickly again.
In the middle of the team, Pippin, who heard the conversation between the orcs in front, immediately thought of who the human being was talking about.
"Aragorn..."
Pippin's face was expressionless, but he held the green leaf pin of the elf cloak on his chest in his mouth and bit hard.
After a while.
The green leaf pin was bitten off, and Pippin immediately vomited to the ground.
The moment the pin fell to the ground, it was stepped into the ground by the strong orc behind.
The orc team continues to move forward.
Behind, at the foot of the Amon Hen Mountains, above the beginning of the dry river.
Four figures of different heights were running quickly along the bank of the river, striding forward.
