Chapter 237 Catastrophe [Countdown to the final volume, by the way, update and next world]

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"Oh My God..."

"Faramir..."

"Faramir..."

In front of the gate of Gondor, when a horse dragged a bloody corpse into the gate.

A group of soldiers guarding the city gate couldn't help but scream in surprise.

For Denethor, the Prime Minister of Gondor, the youngest son Rafamir has been maverick since he was a child. He behaves generously and pretends to be a king among men. He is close to the annoying wizard. Most importantly, Faramir If he doesn't listen to himself, he will always be self-righteous, just like the hobbit who let go of the Ring of Power this time.

In Denethor's heart, his younger son was far inferior to his eldest son Boromir.

But this is not the case in the eyes of the warriors of Gondor.

Faramir is also an excellent leader and commander.

"Quickly..."

"The Prime Minister wants Faramir..."

"Faramir is not dead yet, he desperately needs treatment first..."

"Excuting an order!"

"yes..."

"Quick, be careful..."

Faramir's body was quickly taken to the Gondor Palace surrounded by a group of warriors.

On the tall city wall, Gandalf looked down at Faramir's body dripping with blood and at the countless densely packed armies on the vast Pelennor Plains in front of him. He couldn't help but look angrily at the high-rise building behind the palace where the palace was.

At this time, Denethor asked Boromir to lead a team of several hundred people to attack an army of tens of thousands of orcs. He simply wanted his son Faramir to die!

"Denethor is going crazy..."

Gandalf looked at the majestic palace high above, and was a little worried that Denethor would do something even crazier. So he immediately turned around and got off the city wall, took the king of horses, Jieying, got on his horse and ran towards the palace. .

In front of the vast square of the Royal Palace.

The white trees were still withered and looked lifeless.

When a group of warriors carried Faramir's body to the square.

A group of well-dressed ministers ran out quickly followed by Denethor, the leader.

"Faramir..."

"my son..."

Denethor rushed to the stretcher with a sad look on his face, and his face became even crazier when he looked at the blood-covered body of his youngest son in front of him.

"They were very brave, but they were outnumbered, and they all died..."

"died..."

"My sons are all dead..."

Denethor looked at the corpse in front of him with a crazy face, and what the apothecary doctor in Gondor had said to him quickly flashed through his mind. His eldest son, Boromir, would never wake up again unless a miracle happened.

Now, the body of the youngest son was also in front of him.

"The bloodline has been severed!"

"Then why am I struggling to support this precarious and dilapidated Kingdom of Gondor?"

"Are you waiting for that lowly ranger who is willing to associate with the lowest level of filthy humans to sit back as the King of Gondor?"

"No, never!"

He will never allow such a thing to happen...

He will never surrender to that fallen family, that lowly ranger!

no way!

"Sir, it seems that Lord Faramir is not dead yet. He needs treatment..."

At this time, the soldier on the side couldn't help but whispered.

But at this time, Denethor, who had fallen into a mental shock and was in his own world, could not hear it.

"grown ups..."

"grown ups..."

The warrior called again.

Denethor could not hear other sounds at all, and staggered to the edge of the vast square, looking at the dark and despairing shadow of the Mordor army in front of the city of Gondor.

An extremely crazy idea suddenly popped into my head.

There are no Rohan reinforcements.

His own bloodline was cut off.

Even in victory, Gondor will return to the hands of the lowly ranger.

That's not as good as...

That's not as good as...

Facing this moment, Denethor, who looked crazy, was extremely crazy.

He turned around and shouted to the soldiers and ministers behind him: "Everyone, run, everyone, run for your lives!"

The moment the words fell.

The soldiers and ministers in the rear who were paying attention to Denethor were immediately stunned.

At this time, Gandalf rushed into the square riding the Swift Shadow, and his expression suddenly changed when he heard Denethor's words.

"Gondor is hopeless..."

"Everyone run for their lives..."

Denethor yelled again, but the words didn't finish.

His body was hit on the head by a white staff falling from the sky.

"You've gone crazy!"

Gandalf looked furious and jumped down from the Shadow, waving his staff at Denethor one after another.

"Bang bang..."

With a series of wands, the ruling prime minister who had been pampered for many years was easily defeated by Gandalf. Gandalf then turned around and shouted to everyone: "Hurry!"

"The Modo army is right in front of us. We must resist the Modo attack and everyone should perform their duties!"

"Act quickly..."

Gandalf looked anxious as he ordered the leaders and ministers.

at this time.

"hold head high..."

"hold head high..."

"hold head high..."

The sound of horns sounded from the Mordor army on the Pelennor Fields in front of Gondor.

"Swish swish..."

Several huge stone cannonballs were thrown by huge catapults and bombarded Gondor's extremely strong city walls.

Immediately afterwards, the orc army immediately erupted into shocking roars.

The war begins.

...

Minas Morgul.

Below the Qilisiwugou Pass.

The sky is always a dark and gloomy color.

The endless hot mountain wind with the smell of sulfur roared endlessly.

On a steep and steep mountain road.

Three short figures were moving forward tirelessly.

Finally, after stepping onto the last stone staircase, the three-man team stood in front of a dark and deep path.

These three are naturally Frodo and Sam Gollum, the ring bearers.

Since Gollum deliberately threw away two hobbit dry food elves yesterday, Rambas failed to provoke Frodo to drive Sam away.

Gulu immediately became more submissive.

Leading the way to hunt, although I could only catch a few fat wild mice, my attitude showed.

Sam couldn't be too harsh on him either.

Although he doesn't agree with Sam's behavior, Frodo still trusts Sam.

"This is it..."

Gulu jumped onto the boulder in front of the intersection and pointed to the darker and deeper cave ahead.

"Is there any other way?"

Frodo looked at Gollum and asked.

Looking at the dark and terrifying dark path ahead, which also exuded a fishy smell, he felt a little uneasy.

"This is the only way!"

"This is the only way. Let's go. You will be very close to the volcano after passing here."

Hearing Frodo's retreat, Gollum said quickly.

Having failed to provoke Frodo to drive away the Fat Hobbit before, this pass was his only hope of snatching the treasure.

We must not let these two hobbits escape.

"Frodo, since there is only one way, let's go!"

"I can protect you!"

At this time, Sam patted the dagger on his waist and said confidently: "I may have learned swordsmanship under Uncle Morgan."

Sam's sudden agreement surprised Gollum.

But he waited calmly.

At the critical moment, the two hobbits must not be aware of their impatience.

Sam's words made Frodo smile rarely. He also learned swordsmanship under his uncle Morgan.

"Since you can't look back, then... let's go!"

Frodo took a deep breath and nodded.

"Hurry up and lead the way."

Seeing Frodo nod, Sam immediately looked at Gollum and urged.

"Yes, come with me..."

Gulu suppressed the joy in his heart, and immediately jumped off the boulder and climbed inside quickly.

The two hobbits followed immediately.

As the three hobbits slowly walked deeper into the cave, the light in the deep cave became darker and darker.

"Hey, Smelly Gulu, slow down..."

Looking at the monkey-like flexible figure in front of him, Sam shouted quickly.

"Hurry up..."

"It's very complicated here, so keep up..."

Gulu's voice came from deep in front.

Sam, who was extremely wary of Gulu, seemed to sense something was wrong.

He turned his head and looked behind him at Frodo, who was about to speak.

Frodo stepped on something, then fell unsteadily to the ground.

Sam immediately stepped forward to help Frodo, and there was a crack under his feet again. He lowered his head and reached out to touch the dark ground, and saw in his hand a gray-black skull with half of the broken bones.

"Ah...is this?"

Frodo, who had just stood still, was shocked when he looked at the skull that Sam suddenly picked up.

Sam reacted quickly, with an angry look on his face: "This damn hairless rat really has no good intentions..."

Before he finished speaking, he moved his body again, and there was another clicking sound under his feet.

He threw away the skull in his hand and fished it down at his feet.

Sure enough, it was another skull.

"Frodo, it must be dangerous here..."

Sam immediately threw away the skull and pulled out the short sword from his waist.

The two skulls that Frodo saw one after another were also wary of Gollum.

The two of them moved on.

Frodo finally remembered the gift given to him by Lady Galadriel, and took out the light of Eärendil in a beautiful crystal bottle for illumination.

"Hail to Eärendil, the brightest among the stars!"

As the crystal bottle in Frodo's hand emitted a dazzling white light that illuminated the surrounding darkness.

Only then did the two hobbits see clearly that there were various bones scattered everywhere under their feet, including those of humans, animals and birds, and some unknown creatures.

Wherever there is a passage here, it is clearly a slaughterhouse.

Gulu took the two people to the slaughterhouse.

"This damn stinky rat!"

Frodo looked horrified, and Sam also looked at the terrifying surroundings with some fear in his heart.

"Let me catch him and make sure he looks good!"

"What should we do now?

Sam asked angrily to Frodo beside him.

At this time, as long as Frodo disagrees with continuing, he will definitely agree with Frodo.

Frodo just looked back at the dark passage behind him and said firmly: "Let's go, Sam!"

"There is no turning back!"

Frodo whispered and walked forward with firm steps.

Sam quickly followed.

As the two of them went deeper and deeper into the deep cave.

The surrounding stone walls are becoming increasingly damp.

Large tracts of spider silk began to appear on the ground, as well as various mummies that were frequently hung upside down on the spider silk.

The fishy smell in the cave became more and more intense and unpleasant.

With Sam accompanying them and having the light of Eärendil illuminating them, the two of them were much more vigilant.

Successfully evaded the passage of a large amount of spider silk that looked like a trap.

Frodo and Sam made steady progress.

At this time, behind them, two hobbits could not see clearly in the darkness.

Gollum looked at the hobbits advancing cautiously in front of him, his heart filled with eagerness and anger.

"How to do how to do?"

"The two of them are so careful, and "she" hasn't come out yet..."

"Don't worry, we have to be patient!"

""She" will not let go of two fat and juicy hobbits..."

"Okay, I'm just a little scared..."

"Don't be afraid, you have to believe me..."

In the darkness, Gulu's expression kept changing.

Suddenly, its expression became distorted and ferocious: "It's all that fat hobbit's fault."

"If it weren't for him, we would have succeeded long ago."

"The hypocritical master is no match for us."

"Yes, you are right..."

"But what now?"

"Wait, be patient..."

"No, I have to tell "her" what they are doing..."

As the words fell, the whispers stopped.

A gust of wind blew by.

There seemed to be nothing in the darkness.

"Are we going here?"

Sam looked at the cobweb-filled path ahead and asked worriedly.

"It should be here..."

Frodo looked at the pure light of Eärendil in his hand, and couldn't help but feel a little relieved in his heart, and his head became clearer than ever before.

He stretched out his hand in front of the passage and felt it slightly, feeling the faint trace of flowing fresh air coming from the seemingly trap passage ahead.

His expression was extremely determined.

"All right..."

Frodo made his choice, and without any further questions, Sam strode toward the front passage with his dagger in hand.

behind.

"Quickly..."

"They're running away..."

"Don't worry, they can't run away!"

The whispers in the darkness began again.

Gollum ran wildly in the passage, holding a bone in his hand and constantly beating the cobwebs beside him, until he ran to the passage where the two hobbits were going. Then he threw the bone in his hand at the dense cobwebs in the passage, causing the cobwebs to tremble violently.

at this time.

swish swish...

The sound of footsteps came from the dead darkness behind.

"She is coming!"

Gulu looked overjoyed, and his whole figure immediately disappeared into the dark passage beside him.

ahead.

Frodo suddenly turned his head and looked at the dark passage behind him.

But apart from seeing the cobwebs trembling softly beside the passage, nothing could be found.

"Gulu, is that you?"

Frodo whispered tentatively.

But there was no movement from behind.

Sudden.

A rustling sound reached Frodo's ears from behind.

Frodo looked startled and called again: "Gulu...Gulu..."

There was no answer in the darkness behind.

But in this terrifying passage, apart from myself, Sam and the missing Gollum, everyone else...

Frodo immediately thought of the countless skeletons and reacted instantly.

"Sam hurry!"

Frodo was startled, and immediately drew out the Elf dagger from his waist, rushed forward and worked hard with Sam to cut through the dense cobwebs blocking the road ahead.

Sam also realized something and immediately waved his dagger vigorously to chop the spider silk in front of him.

When the two of them work together, they are very fast.

Finally, a huge, ferocious dark spider monster with a diameter of three meters appeared from behind.

There was only the last sticky spider web left in front of the two hobbits.

"Sam, hurry!"

Looking at the huge and terrifying spider monster running towards him from behind, Frodo, holding the Light of Eärendil, couldn't help but feel a strong fighting spirit in his heart.

He held the light of Eärendil in one hand and the elven dagger given to him by his uncle Bilbo in the other. He looked frightened but still firmly blocked the incoming giant dark spider monster.

"Hiss, hiss..."

The giant spider monster looked at the two pieces of food in front of it and screamed anxiously.

But the dazzling light in the opponent's hand made it extremely uncomfortable, making it difficult for it to move forward.

"Get away!"

Frodo waved the elven dagger with a firm expression and a hint of fear, without retreating at all.

Behind him, as Sam split the spider silk with his last sword, the passage immediately became clear.

"Frodo!"

Sam turned and shouted, and Frodo hurried to follow.

The giant spider monster behind saw the light dissipate and the food fled, and immediately followed it quickly with a hiss and a scream.

Fortunately, the remaining passage is not very long.

When Frodo and Sam rushed out of the dark passage and rushed into a slightly flat mountainous area.

The giant spider monster didn't choose to continue to follow.

Instead, he stood in front of the cave entrance and kept neighing, as if he was weighing something.

Finally, the giant spider monster turned around and disappeared into the passage.

Frodo and Sam both breathed a sigh of relief.

The two of them took a breather and took a short rest before preparing to move on.

At this time, Gulu appeared in front of the two of them.

"You damn hairless rat, you brought us into that monster spider cave!"

Sam immediately stepped forward with an angry expression and was about to take action.

"No, this is the road. Aren't we already out now?"

Gulu immediately dodged and shouted.

"Then you can't deny that you left us behind when you entered the cave, right?"

Sam asked angrily again.

"No, Smeagol just went the wrong way and got lost..."

"If it weren't for the noise from the master, Smeagol would definitely not have come out at this time."

Gollum quickly ran to Frodo, looked at Frodo pitifully and said.

Gollum's acting skills have always been Oscar-level.

His big eyes were watery and pitiful.

"Okay, just come back..."

Frodo glanced at the light of Eärendil that was still shining in his hand, nodded softly, and once again chose to forgive Gollum.

"Frodo..."

Seeing the soft-hearted Frodosam, he immediately spoke out anxiously.

"I know Sam..."

"I know!"

Frodo just looked at Sam and smiled and nodded.

He's just easy to be soft-hearted, but he's not stupid.

Gollum's behavior this time can be said to have raised Frodo's vigilance against him to the highest level.

at this time.

A sound suddenly came from the stone stairs far ahead.

The three hobbits immediately ducked aside.

"Is this the way to go now?"

Frodo looked at Gollum and asked.

This time Gollum felt something was wrong from Frodo's eyes.

"Over there, as long as we can pass through that wilderness of mountains, we will be very close to the volcano."

Gulu pointed at the end of his sight, the huge volcano that was always burning with fierce flames, and the fire dyed the sky red, and said.

In fact, at this point, the two hobbits knew the route even if they didn't need Gollum to lead them.

"Then let's go..."

Feel the sound disappear on the stone stairs ahead.

Frodo stood up carefully and walked in the direction Gollum pointed.

Sam stood up quickly, glared at Gollum beside him with disgust, and then quickly followed him.

Gulu seemed to notice something, his expression was gloomy, and then he followed.

after one day.

Three hobbits stood at the foot of a huge, extremely majestic and extremely hot volcano.

Frodo and Sam looked extremely tired, but their eyes were full of determination.

Gulu stood behind the two of them, his face full of eagerness.

Finally, it seemed that a decision had been made.

Gulu looked at the backs of the two people in front of him, and his expression suddenly became extremely twisted and ferocious.

...

Gondor.

The once great, huge and beautiful "White City" Minas Tirith was now ablaze with fire and smoke billowing.

Even as the greatest human kingdom and one of the greatest cities in the entire Middle-earth, the capital of Gondor.

Under extremely difficult circumstances with weak military strength.

Even if the city wall is extremely tall and strong.

Facing the dense and dense Modo, the siege of countless huge legions was the limit of being able to last for one day.

As the Mordor side was dedicated to breaking open the gates of Gondor with a huge siege ram.

The Mordor army finally broke through the gates of Gondor.

Countless orcs rushed into this prosperous, ancient and glorious city with strange screams.

For a while.

Screams, cries, and wailings instantly resounded throughout the sky above Gondor.

Catastrophe is coming.