Frodo had met the twins many years before. The friendship between the Baggins family and the Aracano family in Bag End goes beyond what people think, and Bilbo even became the godfather of his twins.
During that time, Bilbo lived with the Turka family and continued to write his book, until he could no longer suppress the longing for his old friends and the urge for the mountains and forests. When Bilbo was only one hundred and twenty years old, he left Annuminas for the last journey in his life.
But Frodo never imagined that one day he would be so happy to see the twins again.
That demonic voice kept torturing his heart. The ring around his neck became heavy and hot, and he could hardly think continuously. He could only vaguely see that Gandalf and Aragorn were in danger under the siege of four black knights and more ancient tomb corpses.
Am I going to die here?
Before Frodo completely fell into coma, he saw his friends Pippin, Merry and Sam trying their best to hinder the black knight by throwing stones and drilling under the crotch of the tall black horse.
They are indeed no match for the enemy, but the hobbits are short and agile, so the Black Knight must spend a little effort to catch them.
Shire.
Frodo lay on the cold ground, holding the necklace around his neck in his hands, the light of hope in his eyes gradually turning gray.
At this moment, Frodo saw a magnificent white light shining from the wizard's staff out of the corner of his eyes, and then two tall and strong figures jumped out of the light.
"Yol Toor Shul!" (meme)
Two brilliant flames swept dozens of ancient tomb corpse demons into it. The terrifying dragon flame was the nemesis of these fallen creatures, and as soon as it was almost touched, these monsters, whose bodies were filled with death and shadow, immediately let out shrill and piercing howls, and in an instant they were all turned into balls of stinking ashes.
"ha."
The three hobbits were greatly refreshed, and they shouted in surprise: "Look, the fire of the north is swallowing up the shadow in the east! It's the Silver King! Frodo, look, we are saved."
But Aragorn saw the person coming faster than them. He said: "Celedorien, you came at the right time. I almost thought death was today."
Only then did the figures stop attacking. They lifted the hoods on their heads, revealing their young and energetic faces. Under the iconic golden vertical pupils, hot breath continued to overflow from their mouths and noses, and their hearts beat like drums. Beating strongly.
"Lord Mithrandir, Lord Aragorn." Aratu nodded to the wizard and ranger.
"Go away! Go back to the void where you and your master should be!" Nolatu clenched his sword Ringir and shouted at the black knights, the thunderous voice echoing in the valley.
The Black Knights were shocked because this was not what they expected. Especially, Hamul had obviously asked those wastes to delay as much time as possible, but the twins still appeared here with magic weapons from the sky.
In addition, these evil minions found that the wizard and Aragorn were much more difficult to deal with than they thought - the four hobbits on the ground were no longer in their hearts at this time - and they became hesitant.
"Don't be afraid." Their master's voice was like a poisonous snake spitting messages, angrily resounding in their cold and dry hearts: "They are just an old guy, a down-and-out ranger and two young boys! Kill them! Take the ring Take it back!"
When the Black Knight heard this, the evil in his heart surged up again. He saw them gathering together, and the thick shadows on their bodies grew longer and longer. A cold wind blew down from the mountains in front and blew towards Gandalf and the others.
"Your plan has failed! Sauron!"
Gandalf was holding a sword and a staff, feeling both happy and worried at the same time. It seemed that he did not expect that the twins would appear here, but he did not show it, but shouted to Sauron's minions vigilantly and majestically: "Just like your countless conspiracies! Leave! Otherwise, what will be waiting for you will be from all over the world." The judgment of the kings and gods!”
The master behind the black knights roared angrily through a black knight: "Old man, don't be too happy, the help you think can't resist my power! They are still too young, your choice will make them On the way to death! Their father will suffer the pain of losing his son!"
As he spoke, the five Nazgûl let out a harsh scream. The scream was like sharp knives, stabbing back and forth in the hearts of Sam and Pippin. Fear and pain surged into their hearts at the same time.
But Alatu and Nolatu were not afraid at all. Nolatu even mocked him: "You dare not face our father, you are like a mouse in a hole that only hides!"
"Now he is talking so loudly and thinks he is proud of himself! Little did he know that although the dragon is young, it already has many sharp teeth!"
At that time, Ringil's slender sword in Nolatu's hand fluoresced brightly, and a pair of majestic golden vertical pupils burst out with rich starlight. He said loudly: "Demon Lord, your end is coming! Turka Aracano Your son will be the end of your evil reign!”
Sauron was shocked and angry because he completely misjudged the strength and courage of the new dragonborn. I saw that although the twins were not very old, they had grown up physically and mentally. The heroic blood of their parents flowed in them. Olofenwei's teachings also made them more skilled in skills than the original Turka, so Nora Tu let out a majestic and mighty roar, and bravely charged the enemy. His momentum shocked Kohamul and the others.
Aratu did not want to let his brother face the enemy alone, so he followed him with his sword Alan Rusi.
"Lord Turka has a successor!" Aragorn sighed, and pulled out the Royal Sword of Arnor from the ground. He did not join the battle, but carefully protected the four poor hobbits.
On the other hand, the bright-faced wizard cheered up and attacked the enemy with the twins.
At that time, the gnawing sound of steel clashing, the roar of magic and fire continued to sound, the shadows faded, the light shined brightly, and the fierce battle eclipsed the wind, rain, thunder and lightning.
That day, Sauron and his minions truly felt the power of the new dragonborn, which was a light of hope that was still immature but had a bright future.
The majestic roar alerted Gildo Inglorien who came to look for the two princes. At that time, he was following the orders of the Silver King to follow the traces of the two princes all the way east. But the brothers were nowhere to be seen.
When he came to the intersection of the east-west, north-south avenues, he immediately saw the flames emerging from the Guzhong Mountains and heard the thunderous roar in the wind, so he immediately knew that the twins had encountered an enemy.
Gildo Inglorien immediately picked up the horn at his waist and blew three times.
The loud and continuous sound of the elves' horns spread from the horizon to the dim and misty ancient tomb hill. Together with the roar of the cavalry in the distance, both sides of the battle immediately knew that reinforcements from the light side had arrived.
"look!"
Gandalf shouted: "Sauron, you can never destroy hope, just as you can never look into the light!"
It is said that when Sauron heard the elves' horns and the wizard's declaration, he was almost so angry that he wanted to go out in person and destroy all enemies who dared to oppose him.
It's just that although Sauron's power was once the most powerful in Middle-earth, this lieutenant of Morgoth was better at carrying out various conspiracies and instigating the corruption of elves, humans and even dwarves. And he really enjoyed it all, facing the The enemy is not his strong point.
So in the end, Sauron had serious doubts about taking the risk himself. He was afraid of the power of the King of the North and dared not face the wrath of the Silver King.
So in the end Sauron could only watch helplessly as Aratu chopped off the head of one of the black knights' black horse with a sword.
The horse that lost power collapsed and crushed the black knight on its back.
But when Hamul and the other two Nazgul saw it, they could only scream in anger and fear. Sam, Pippin, and Merry immediately covered their ears in pain.
Aratu took two quick steps, stepped on the enemy's cold chest, turned the tip of the sword upside down, and stabbed his hollow face with the sword.
The black knight immediately let out a hoarse howl, and blue and red flames appeared on Alan's slender sword. The flames pierced the evil body and burned his spiritual body.
Nolatu opened his mouth and a brilliant dragon flame swept across half of the battlefield, blocking all enemies who wanted to besiege his brother from the circle of fire.
In the end, the ring spirit turned into a dark wind and disappeared between heaven and earth.
When these evil men on horseback saw it, they immediately turned around and ran away.
From the direction of the valley entrance, the elven cavalry led by Gildo Inglorion turned their backs to the sun on the horizon and rushed in with an indomitable momentum.
When Frodo opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on the bed. At first he thought he had slept late and had a long, unpleasant dream that lingered on the edge of his memory.
Or is he sick?
But the ceiling looked strange: it was flat, with intricate carvings on the dark beams. For a short while, he lay there watching the sun cast dappled light and shadow on the wall and listening to the sound of the waterfall.
"Where am I? What time is it?" he murmured, rubbing his head.
"You are in Rivendell, the home of Lord Elrond, and it is ten o'clock in the morning." A voice responded, "And today is the morning of April 24th, and you have slept for three days and four nights, Frodo. "
"Gandalf!" cried Frodo and sat up. The old wizard was there, sitting in a chair by the open window. He held his long pipe in his hand, with a wisp of white smoke rising from it.
"Yes. I'm here." The wizard showed a very gentle smile, "I'm glad you are in good spirits, Frodo. Especially after suffering such heavy mental damage, you are really lucky to be able to recover as before. El. Lord Lund tried his best to calm your chaotic mind again: since you were sent in, he has taken care of you for several days."
Frodo lay down again, feeling that the sun was shining on the white bed, which was so comfortable and peaceful. He was fully awake and gradually remembered the journey. He remembered: he and his party met the legendary corpse monster, and the black knight he had seen once before in the forest tail area. He remembered that the cold, gloomy, and terrifying voice had been echoing in his ears, and he remembered the appearance in the light. The two figures.
He tried to remember how he came to Rivendell, but he couldn't. The room was silent for a long time, except for the slight puffing sound of Gandalf smoking his pipe and blowing the white smoke rings out of the window.
"Then I must thank him properly! At that time, I even thought my head was going to split. It kept burning my chest, heavy and heavy, and made me suffer." Frodo touched it. On the neck, I found that the burned skin there had returned to its original state, as if the previous pain was just an illusion.
But Frodo knew that all this was true, because when he touched the cold ring around his neck, a biting chill rushed into his heart, even in the sunny cabin of the Elf House. It cannot be dispelled.
"Lord Elrond will be pleased to hear you say this, but he was only acting out of kindness in rescuing you, not because of your gratitude. Do you understand, Frodo?" Gandalf stared at him. .
"Where is Sam?" asked Frodo after a while. "Is everyone else okay?"
"It's okay, they're all fine," Gandalf replied, "Sam has been here all along. He left half an hour ago when I sent him to rest."
"They saved me." Frodo let go of the ring and said: "Although we all thought they would be a burden on our journey at first, they did not abandon me at the critical moment. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have been able to survive. Reinforcements are coming! Is it the elf who saves us? I seem to see the beautiful figure of the elf, surrounded by starlight."
Gandalf first stared closely at the hand on his chest, and until he let go, the old man smiled softly and said: "Yes, and no. The enemy would notice our actions so quickly, which was really beyond my expectation." I thought that Aragorn and I had been able to bring you safely to Rivendell, but obviously, I underestimated the enemy. At the same time, the timely appearance of our reinforcements was beyond the enemy's expectation. It was Keller who saved us. Dorien, the son of the Silver King as you call him. You have seen them, even though they were still young at that time."
The wizard took a sip of the fragrant tobacco and spit it out. He seemed to be sighing and thinking: "But obviously, the children of dragonborn and elves grow up faster than ordinary elves. This is indeed a good thing. I I have a hunch that their power is the key to determining your fate and that of Middle-earth.”
"His Royal Highness Aratu and His Highness Noratu?" Frodo was extremely surprised. The two almost identical, cute and naughty little guys with the same color eyes as their father vaguely appeared in his mind.
"It seems that you haven't forgotten them yet." Gandalf said with a smile: "The fate of the Baggins family and the Arakano family is indeed enviable. It was the same with Bilbo many years ago, and it is the same with you now."
"I'm very curious about what happened after I fell into a coma." Frodo said. It was hard for him to imagine that a child so young could now fight on par with those terrifying evil spirits: "I want to face them face to face." Your Highnesses, please say thank you."
"There will be a chance," Gandalf replied, "but not now. You need to rest now. Remember, Frodo, there is a meeting waiting for you to attend."
Frodo was silent for a moment, and then said: "You are right."
