"The city is broken, the city is broken." Countless cries of fear rang out as the steel gate was shattered. At least nearly two dozen Gondor guards fell inside the city cave, and the rest also used the He looked at the son of Turka and the wizard who broke into the enemy city with eyes that were about to faint in the next second.
"Stupid humans, if you are still willing to listen to the words of the gray-robed saint, then: don't stand in front of the son of Turka!" The wizard's voice sounded like thunder, making the huge White City tremble. Gandalf still hopes to save these lost humans in this way. Yes, after all, what's their fault? He thought so.
Aratu, who was surrounded by anger and fury, did not even look back at him. The young prince broke through the human defense line and galloped along the smooth stone road towards the highest link of the seven-story stone city. The sound of the white pony's hooves was like the sound of destruction. The sound of the trumpet struck the hearts of the people of Minas Tirith.
Aragorn gritted his teeth, clutched the cold hilt of Anduriel's sword with one hand, and held the reins with the other, following closely behind the prince. He prayed that the humans of the White City would heed the wizard's warning and stop being so foolish as to oppose the Sons of Turka. But at the same time, he also secretly made up his mind that if Aratu really wanted to go on a killing spree in White City, he would stand up, even if it offended this powerful young dragonborn.
But obviously, his worries did not come true, because the courage, loyalty, and stubbornness of the people there disappeared like a tide the moment the city gate was breached.
Ilúvatar is above.
The giant steel gate that the humans in White City were proud of was broken by the prince of the Northern Kingdom and the legendary walking tree in just a few blows. The towering city wall fell into the hands of the dwarves and Elpera soldiers, and the elves were also entering the city. , the blood of the dead filled the streets, the people and guards ran in all directions, and panic spread like a tide in the stone city.
The innocent people who had been captured by Sauron were released. There were many of them, but they were in ragged clothes and suffered great physical and mental damage. Many of them even died in despair. But when they regained their freedom, everyone had a look of surprise on their face, because they heard the cry of victory and the shadows were dissipating from the White City.
"The king has returned! The darkness is about to pass, and the light is shining on the White City." said the person who saved them.
"Who is the king?" they asked.
"It's Thorongil. He is wearing the Star of Elendil, and the reforged holy sword is at his waist, just like the rumors." Many people said.
So cheers rang out in the crowd, and many people shed tears, almost sobbing. When the Northern Allied Forces who entered the city found them, everyone was supporting each other and heading towards the Fountain Square on the seventh floor. They were eager to see Lai entrenched on the throne. That shadow is destroyed by the light. Halbarad and the others couldn't even stop them.
We know that the city of Minas Tirith was built with a total of seven floors. Each floor was carved into the mountain, a wall was built, and each wall was built with a gate. But these gates are not built on a line: the main gate of the first layer of the city wall is at the easternmost edge of the circular city wall, but half of the second gate opens to the south, and half of the third gate opens to the north, staggered in this way, so The stone road that climbs to the top of the royal city goes back and forth layer by layer, constantly crossing the mountain. Whenever it passes in line with the main city gate, it passes through an arched tunnel.
This tunnel opened up a huge protruding rock, and this huge rock divided all the rings of Baicheng in two except the first level: part was taken from the original mountain topography, and part relied on the skill of the great craftsmen in ancient times. With hard work, a huge rock like a bastion rose from the inside of the wide square behind the main city gate. Its edge was as sharp as the keel of a ship, facing the east. It rises straight to the highest ring of the city, with a ring of battlements built on the top. Therefore, people in the royal city may be like sailors on a huge ship, looking steeply from the highest point of the ship's side to the main city gate 700 feet below.
The entrance to the royal city also faces east, but it is carved into the center of the huge rock. From there, you can go up to the seventh-floor city gate through a long slope lit by lamps. In this way, people can finally come to the Royal Court and the fountain square at the foot of the White Tower.
Aratu and the wizard, as well as Aragorn and Orofenwei rushed through the gates on the second, third and fourth floors guarded by guards, and forced their way through the fifth and sixth floors. Finally, they came Arrive in front of the city gate on the seventh floor of Guard Mountain.
Here, the humans who were bewitched by Sauron gathered here. Most of them were wearing black robes and strange-shaped helmets: the crown of the helmet was high, the long cheek guard was close to the face, and the snow-white sea was embedded above the cheek guard. Bird feathers. These people closed the gates of the guard mountain city in an attempt to block the advance of the Sons of Turka.
And because the two sides were in a state of war, they foolishly hid behind arrow stacks and door openings and shot arrows at the son of Turka. This is really stupid in Aragorn's eyes, because Aratu Aracano's conquest of the Dark Lord was allowed and supported by the Western Powers. Destiny asked him to shoulder this important task, so he will not fall to the sharp arrow. Under; and even though they may be innocent, the fire of war will not be extinguished because of their short-sightedness and self-righteous loyalty;
On the contrary, Aratu, who rushed straight up from the tunnel, saw that these humans were still stubborn, and the fire in his heart became even hotter. He didn't even wait for Gandalf and the others to speak, before he suddenly let out a roar that almost made Mindoroin tremble.
It is said that when Aratu Aracano let out this mighty roar, all the iron arrows fired at him were shattered in the air, and then surging flames spurted out. It was the power that came from his father, and the iron gate and rocks even made a sizzling sound in this huge torrent of flames.
The people hiding behind the arrows screamed and their eyes were burned.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty." Gandalf shouted sharply, and his staff let out a dazzling thunder. The iron door, which was already sizzling with the flames of the son of Turka, shattered in the thunder, and he hid behind the door. The guard behind fell silently. So more royal city guards looked at the son of Turka and the wizard in horror. The spears and swords in their hands were as heavy as mountains, and they almost wanted to drop them immediately.
Aratu glanced at the wizard, said nothing, and just rushed through the scorching city gate.
"For the sake of Elendil, get out of the way, get out of the way." The horse under Aragorn's crotch was unwilling to rush into the scorching door at first, but the rider's urging made it follow reluctantly. Following the white horse in front, he also rushed in. He tried to scare those people away, lest they lose their lives here in vain. His heart was filled with sorrow, but he could not blame more. Because he knew that if the son of Turka broke through the city gate, there would be more than a few casualties.
The humans in White City saw the Star of Elendil worn on Aragorn's forehead. The radiance that was an era away stung their eyes and dispelled the shadow that shrouded their hearts.
"Oh my god, oh my god, it's really the king," they shouted.
"Yes, if the people of Gondor have not forgotten the oath of their ancestors and the glory of the King of the Sea Kingdom, then please get out of the way, our enemy is not you." Aragorn shouted.
When Elendil arrived in Middle-earth in 3319 of the Second Age, he said this in Quenya: "et e?rello endorenna utúlien. sinome maruvan ar hildinyar tenn' ambar-metta! That is: I crossed the sea, Come to Middle-earth. I and my descendants will live here until the end of the world.”
Therefore, the King of Gondor is also called the Lord of the Sea Kingdom, because the island of Númenor, where the Númenóreans who followed Elendil to Middle-earth, first lived, was isolated offshore.
As a result, these humans who were bewitched by Sauron finally put down the spears and swords in their hands, and respectfully retreated to both sides of the long stone path, paying trepidation to the returning king. Just as their ancestors had done to Isildur and Anarian, the first kings who founded the kingdom of Gondor.
Aratu walked through these humans like the wind, and finally stepped onto the highest level of the Guard Mountain and arrived at the Fountain Square. Aragorn, Gandalf, and Olofenwe followed closely behind.
Then Aratud performed a heroic deed that will be remembered for generations to come. He challenged Sauron to one-on-one combat, just as he challenged Fingolfin to Morgoth. "Sauron, come out and act like a noble Maia, even if you have fallen." He roared.
"This is not wise!" Olofenwei was shocked. The son of Orwe tried his best to dissuade Aratu and asked him not to make the same mistake as Fingolfin.
Gandalf also advised him not to be reckless. Sauron's defeat was already determined. He should not use gems and collide with rotten black iron. But the young Aratu did not listen, because the flame of the oath burned in his heart at that time, and he became stubborn and proud. And it was his fate, that he and his brother, and his father, were destined to end this era.
This greatly insulted Sauron. If he wanted to escape, he could do so at that time. Because his essence is still Maia, although he has lost the power to change his body long ago, but in a place we do not know, he regained this ability; but the contempt of the son of Turka made him want to kill Kill him, so he comes out.
It was one of the few battles he had fought in many eras. Sauron has always been better at constructing his poisonous schemes in the shadows, spinning out silk bit by bit like a spider, trapping everything in the world. But Aratu's tone was as if he was just an insignificant half-orc, and the Domingluin Mountains even shook at Aratu's roar. And the voice of his declaration of war reached the Pelennor Fields clearly and sharply——
The sons of Turka pointed out that Sauron was a coward, a master who only dared to drive a group of slaves to work for their lives.
Therefore, Sauron's vicious and cunning heart was rarely angered, and he made his second mistake: he slowly walked up from the throne of Gondor, and the sound he made with every step he took was like bursts of thunder under the ground. Men thunder. "If this is what you wish, young son of Turka." Sauron, who transformed into Orlandil, pushed open the door of the royal court and said with a gloomy expression.
At that time, although he still maintained a beautiful form, Gandalf, Aragorn, and Olofenwe all felt the power of Maia in Sauron; with the appearance of the Dark Lord, the dark clouds in the sky Dense, blowing shadows from Mordor once again filled the skies of Minas Tirith. All the elves, humans, dwarves, and trees who saw this scene were frightened and uneasy.
However, Aratu was not afraid. At that time, the setting sun was shining behind him, and the silver elf armor was like a shining star under the orange light; he jumped off the elf colt vigorously. , lifting a shield inlaid with blue crystals and gems, Alan Rusi's sword blade shone like ice.
The Dark Lord laughed. He also held up a huge black shield with his black crest on it. The shadow that fell on him was like a storm cloud. He used a black warhammer, which was forged by the Demon Lord in imitation of Morgoth's weapon and was extremely powerful.
They fought together, and each blow brought thunder and flames. The huge movement even shook the dark clouds in the sky away. Sauron tried to hammer him to death many times, but each time he jumped away in time, like lightning flashing out from a large dark cloud; the huge hammer named: Shadow of Mordor hammered out huge monsters on the ground. The pit, from which smoke and flames emerged.
The sons of Turka also responded with dragon roars and dragon flames. As a result, the giant rock like a bastion was crumbling under the violent force of the two. The entire Minas Tirith began to shake, and the huge rocks began to rise from thousands of feet. It fell from a high place, smashing the buildings below into rubble.
The frightened humans in Baicheng stopped fighting with the Northern Allied Forces, their eyes full of fear.
"Leave, get out of here!"
Halbarad shouted, his voice hoarse.
As a result, both sides were like ants exploding their nests, and countless humans in Baicheng and soldiers of the Northern Alliance fled from this majestic city without looking back. But it was still too late. Many people living under the giant rock were smashed into flesh by the terrible stones, and half of Minas Tirith was turned into ruins. The rising smoke even reached thousands of feet.
Aragorn, who was watching the battle, felt his heart pounding. He was extremely afraid that the son of Turka would die in this battle.
At the same time, he was devastated by the tragedy that had befallen this majestic city of mankind; Orofenwei couldn't help but want to step forward, but the battle between the two sides was fair and aboveboard, and even he could not violate this sacred battle.
Only the wizard kept looking up and looking eastward, feeling frightened and anxious in his heart.
However, although Aratu was young, his heart was brave and angry at this moment. It was the time when the skills of the elves and the power of the dragonborn were fully revealed, and a warm wind also blew from the west, which blew away the shadow of Mordor. , letting the power of Yareen and the stars fall on him, reflecting him like a Valar.
As a result, Sauron's attacks mostly failed. Even though his power was actually more powerful than Aratu's at that moment, fate caused him to fail here, just like Morgoth also failed. And an inexplicable fear enveloped his vicious and dark heart. "Is this your plan? No." He yelled crazily.
But Aratu didn't understand what he said. His body, mind, and strength had been greatly improved in this battle, but he was still not Sauron's opponent. It was just that the Valar were protecting him, so he seemed Both brave and fearless.
"Sauron, the day of your defeat has come. The eyes of the Western Powers are watching this battle. This time, don't even think about escaping!"
With that he wanted to end the fight. But at this moment, a loud noise came from the sky and the earth. It was a terrifying sound that even the roar of a dragon could not compare to.
Everyone couldn't help but look up and look eastward. In the direction of Mordor, they saw the flames of Orojun Mountain rising, dark clouds rolling, and the entire volcano seemed to be shaking.
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