The Lord of the Rings The Hobbit: The First Dance

Second Age, 1693, late spring and early summer.

Thranduil came out from the North Pavilion, followed by four male elves who were as young and strong as him.Now, he is already a small captain of the Northern Forest Patrol, leading a six-member elf squad.Their current task is to inspect the entire northern forest, and this trip is estimated to be about ten days.You know, the war between the elves and Sauron has already begun, and the Three Rings of the elves have been hidden in order to maintain stability.Although the Great Greenwood did not participate in the battle, the darkness of Middle-earth inevitably spread.

Thranduil and his teammates are now on horseback, but they haven't started yet.At this time, the sound of horseshoes running came from the dense forest not far away. Gail Reed, the red-haired elf was coming on his white horse. Rein in the horse.Gail wanted to get off his horse and apologize for being late, but the prince just glanced at him briefly, and announced before he could speak: "Let's go."

Gail returns to the team.Sharon, who was walking beside him, made a face at him, and Gail returned a bitter smile bitterly.They all knew that the fact that their prince did not listen to the explanation and did what he should do directly meant that he was angry.All you have to do at this time is to keep quiet and do what he says.

The team moved very fast. In the afternoon, they reached the magic stream, and Thranduil announced a rest.

"Why are you late today?" Sharon asked Gail with a smile.

Gail rolled his eyes and said a name angrily: "Hills!"

Sharon thought for a while, and suddenly realized: "It's Hills' birthday again, no wonder!"

"What did he get this year?"

"A tea set, ceramic."

Sharon patted Gale and said teasingly, "Did he treat you to tea all night?"

"It's more than that!" Gail said bitterly, "I think the well in their house will be drained! If I don't have an excuse to have a mission..." Gail imagined for a while, shaking his head.

For many years, "Shils' birthday present" has been the "story that the Thranduil team has to tell".In fact, the elves don't care much about birthdays. Anyway, they have such a long lifespan, so celebrating birthdays every year is really troublesome.But not for Hills, who has been looking forward to his birthday every year since his sister left the Greenwood, because there will be a gift from his sister from afar from nowhere.

I remember that her sister gave him a gift one year, which was a book about rare herbs, as thick as a brick, and it was written in ancient elf language.Sears, who is the most difficult in medicine, actually read it completely and completely no less than three times!One year, it was a teardrop-shaped brooch, but it was bitten by a worg during the battle, and Sears chopped the worg into three pieces.Another year's gift was a silver comb, made by the dwarves.Hills spends all of their off-duty breaks combing their hair with that dwarf faux silver comb!Vera, they should be glad his sister didn't send her a mirror!

It's been so many years... Sears has always had an almost paranoid love for the gifts from his sister.

Reminiscing so far, Sharon heard the voice of their captain: "It's enough rest. Get on your horse and rush to the next post while the weather is clear."

The sentry box built in the forest has two purposes, one is to patrol and reconnaissance points, and the other is for soldiers in the forest to rest.What I arrived at tonight was the last sentry box in the northern forest, and if I went deeper, it would be gone.

The next day, the group headed deep into the forest.Over the past century, the forces of darkness have been getting closer and closer, especially during the century of patrolling the northern border, this feeling has become more and more intense, and Thranduil has become more and more worried about the future of the Great Greenwood.

They were attacked by a group of giant spiders earlier today.In the evening, I met a group of half-orcs again, but the group of half-orcs was only about 20 people, and they were easily eliminated by them.Apart from……

"Is the injury serious?" Thranduil came to Gale's side.The latter was hugging his calf, and there was a deep bony wound on it, bleeding gurglingly.

The fellow fighters all know simple medical skills.After bandaging, Gail barely stood up, "It's okay!" It would have been more convincing if his expression was not so ferocious.

Today, two battles were encountered in one day, and soldiers were injured. Such a team is obviously not suitable for trekking anymore.Although it is now in a valley, it is not a suitable place to rest due to the terrain, but Thranduil believes that as long as there is enough vigilance, he can still pass the night.

As night fell, Sharon and Thranduil took charge of the night watch.

The sky was a black velvet cloth studded with sparkling white gems.At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, everything is renewed, and the warm spring breeze passes through the silent forest, and maybe the buds will bloom beautiful flowers the next day.Under the starlight, Thranduil suddenly remembered the dance he had grown up many years ago, the starlight that day was as beautiful and bright as tonight, and then, he saw her at a glance in the crowd—like a girl in the warm wind. Only pure white magnolia.If she wasn't Spring's intended wife, he figured he'd ask her to the first dance.

Spring, what a long name...

He thought of Hills again.For a soldier stationed on the border all year round, it is not easy to get a vacation home every birthday.But Thranduil let him go home every time.Every time I saw him leaving impatiently, he came back satisfied; I saw him holding a book, a comb, or this time a set of tea sets, and I was so infatuated with it... Actually, Thranduil Know that you are guilty.If you just want to see the outside world, 5 or 10 years is enough, but Svanil has gone for 100 years.

In fact, she was still sad.He said that to her.

In the dark night, an elf warrior turned around while sleeping, interrupting Thranduil's train of thought.He looked at the soldiers under him, and habitually looked into the distance——

Standing up suddenly, he narrowed his eyes.Sharon also followed Thranduil's movements and looked into the distance.A group of dark figures approached under the thick night, and the stars in the sky seemed to be dimmed.

"Get up, everyone! Prepare to meet the enemy!"

A pack of wargs and orcs is coming!

The first task is to evacuate the valley. Such terrain is not conducive to elf warriors, who are better at fighting in the forest.The orcs also understood this, so they intercepted their evacuation routes.The prelude to the battle kicked off in this thick night...

The long sword was unsheathed, and Thranduil rushed forward immediately and cut off the head of a half-orc.The soldiers behind followed him, drawing bows and arrows, wielding double knives—the shiny blades on the battlefield came and went, and soon fell into a melee.

"Ah!" A cry of pain.Thranduil glanced at Gale who was supporting the tree with his hands, and his old injured calf was newly injured.Thranduil, who was just about to go to rescue him, suddenly smelled a strange smell, it was a faint scent of green grass, which came with a gust of wind.The vigilance on the battlefield made Thranduil instinctively hold his breath, but the scent of green grass became stronger and stronger!

Raising the knife in his hand, Thranduil quickly dealt with a warg in front of him, and then jumped to cut off the half-orc who raised his ax head-on.Around him, the killing speed of his teammates also increased, swish, swish, and there was a sound of swords and bows in the dense forest, and the orcs and wargs fell to the ground tragically.

Thranduil looked at the monster that fell at the end, turned his long sword, and pointed directly at the direction where the fragrance of green grass came.He could feel that it was the scent that made the orcs move slower. Obviously, that scent paralyzed the nerves. Maybe the elves had stronger resistance than the orcs, but now he also felt slightly stiff.

The elf warriors gathered around Thranduil, all raising their weapons and looking ahead.

It was a clearing in the forest. Under the dim starlight, a tall and strange figure slowly walked out: a huge falcon, two or three meters high, with a gray and shiny body, with its head held high.Standing on top of the giant falcon was a figure with a gray cloak covering the whole body, and the face could not be seen clearly under the hood.

Just when Thranduil was about to ask a question, he saw a white and slender hand unexpectedly stretched out from under the gray cloak, and the white robe covered by the cloak.He held some black powder in that hand, rubbed it slightly, the big gray falcon flapped its wings, and Thranduil and his party smelled a foul smell... This smell reminded Thranduil of something strange. Such a wonderful thing.However, while smelling the stench, the stiffness on his body disappeared.

It seems that this stranger is not necessarily a bad person.

Thranduil looked at the stranger, the starlight was dim, but he felt a little familiar...

"I haven't seen you for many years. I didn't expect it to be like this when we meet again." The clear voice of the flowing spring came, with a little smile.I saw the person standing on the falcon's back leap forward lightly, his posture was light and agile, and the movement of landing was clean and graceful.The giant falcon also called softly as if in cooperation.Lifting the hood with two bare hands, a beautiful face like white jade appeared under the starlight.

Thranduil was dumbfounded.

"Svanil..."

Two days later.

There were a few wheat biscuits in the leftover plate on the coffee table, and there was still half a pot of black tea in the silver teapot with golden freesia flowers.The red curtains in the study were half covered, and the breeze blew up a sail.At this time, on the soft sofa, a young male elf in emerald green robes was lying comfortably on the lap of a female elf, squinting his eyes, and seemed to be in a good mood.It was really a sunny afternoon.

"and then?"

"And then at dawn the next day, I took Gail back first. His leg was injured."

"Hmm..." Hills had just seen the big gray falcon, which was three meters high, and its two wings were as big as two beds. "Sister, can I ride Wendy?" Wendy (wind ) is the name of the great falcon.

Sifanyier looked at his younger brother with a smile: "It probably won't work now, Wendy is not familiar with you, and won't listen to you."

Hills rubbed his hands eagerly: "Then I'll feed him when I'm free!" I imagined the sense of accomplishment sitting on that huge bird in my heart.

"By the way, sister, how did you get Wendy?"

Svanil recalled: "I reached a river valley that day..."

The knock on the door suddenly sounded, the maid Angie braided her hair beautifully today, she opened the door and saluted the two young masters briskly, "The Herald, Mr. Alden, is visiting."

The two siblings sat up straight after hearing this, and Sears, who was a soldier, even stood up to greet him.

Just then, a heroic male elf in silver armor walked in.With dark red hair and a steady demeanor, he gave a slight salute to the two people inside the door.

Sveil and Hills return the salute.

Hills stepped forward and spoke first: "Mr. Alden!"

"Hills," Alden smiled slightly at the visitor, and turned his gaze to the female elf behind him, "Miss Svanyir."

"Mr. Alden, long time no see, how is everything?" Svanil stood up with a smile and walked forward.She still remembered the rescue work of her younger brother's "Forest Expedition" back then. Sifanyer went with Mr. Alden. He was an experienced forest warrior, but he did not expect that he had already joined the palace guard as a herald.

"Everything is fine."

Hills held the poured black tea to Alden, "What's the mission this time?" Hills asked enthusiastically, he was in such a good mood recently!

Alden found a seat and sat down, took a sip of steaming black tea, looked at the young male elf with a smile in his eyes, "Hills, this task is not for you." He took out a roll of parchment and pointed to the side, "Miss Sifanyier, this time I'm here to answer the task specially for you."

Half a month later, a team of more than thirty elves set off from Amonlan, the capital of the Great Green Forest, to Linton, the kingdom of elves known as the "Land of the Singers".Sauron of Mordor has opened the bloody fangs of darkness.After hiding for more than 1000 years, at the beginning of the second era, Sauron appeared in a beautiful image. He called himself Anata "Grand Talented", and went to the elven kingdom of Erejan, where he was very popular.He directed the Elves of Erejan to forge nineteen Rings of Power and give them to Men, Dwarves, and Elves.But what others don't know is that he created a powerful ring in Mordor, and that ring is the Supreme Lord of the Rings that can rule all the Lord of the World.But Sauron's plan was exposed. As soon as the Supreme Lord of the Rings was completed, the elves discovered his true face, immediately removed the three elves' rings from his hand, and sent them away secretly.This behavior undoubtedly made Sauron extremely angry, and the friction between Mordor and the elves began to intensify.Therefore, the trip of the Great Green Forest led by the king is undoubtedly related to this.

The team is divided into two columns and stands straight.The elves of the guards in front were sitting on horseback, holding a green banner with the symbol of the Great Green Forest. The banner fluttered in the wind under the golden sun and made a sound of hunting.Going down from the leading elf, in the middle of the team is an elf with a solemn face. He wears a golden crown, is heroic and strong, and sits on a tall horse with shiny black fur. He is Orofel, the big green forest the king.Behind him is a vigorous and flexible young elf with dazzling light golden hair and a white steed. There is no doubt that this elf is the prince of the Great Greenwood, Thranduil.This was the young prince's first foreign mission with his father. At this time, his face was suppressed with excitement and excitement, trying to make himself look more calm and dignified.

As the only two women in this delegation: Sifanyier and court lady Eden, the two were treated very well, and the marching position was just behind the prince, in the middle of the whole team.Lady Eden was in charge of the team's logistics, and as for Svanil, she thought she was there as a representative of the noble female elves of the Great Greenwood.

With the welcome of the people in the big green forest, the mission team headed northwest...