end of time

It took the Confederates of Rivendell three years to forge swords, armor, spears and shields.After being fully armed, they climbed over the foggy mountains, marched southward, and crossed the Andaine River.At this time the elves of the Greenwood and the Lorraine also joined the alliance.All the people and elves have the same wish, to drive the monsters out of Central Continent!When the army of Numenor, led by Anarion, was also joined, there was no force greater than that of the Last Alliance of Elves and Men since the first Great War between Givenra and Morgoth: about 10 .

"Tomorrow we will start to cross the plains of Dagora, and may Vara bless us to reach Balad."

The tents stretching for dozens of miles were brightly lit. In the main tent of the army, King Gilgalad looked at a roll of sheepskin map on the table and gave orders in a deep voice.

"Elrond, pass on an order to tell all soldiers to rest well tonight and recharge their spirits!"

The sleeves of excellent quality swept slightly across the corner of the table, and the quill pen between the slender fingers drew smooth and graceful traces on the paper, making a rustling sound.

On the side of the main case, the half-elf's elegant and dignified voice was just right.

"I will."

Not one man or Elf present could question the words of the High King of the Noldor, though the warriors of the Alliance were in good spirits even after weeks of marching.

The Dagola Plain is full of rocks and is full of crises.If it can reach Ballard directly, if not, all the elves and people will know what the result will be if the countless orcs rush out from the gate of the black city.The probability of the latter is obviously higher than that of the former.

"Extend the width of the queue and increase the area covered by the rain of arrows. Even if Oaks rushes out, we must ensure that they cannot surround us on both wings."

Gilgalad looked sideways, and it was Thranduil, the blond Highness famous in Central Continent, who was speaking in the Great Green Forest.

It was with his help that Orofer, nobleman of Doriath, founded the kingdom of the Great Greenwood.And the King of the Greenwood, who had asked his son to attend this meeting in his place, should be staying with his elves at this time.The High King of the Noldor praised the Elf, who was quite young for him, in his heart.

"Your Highness is right."

"In terms of weapons, although our bows and arrows are not as powerful as the great elf bow, their range is also very far, and skilled fighters can shoot 300 yards." King Numenor spoke calmly.

The ordinary elf bow is the most powerful.Range can generally exceed 350 yards.Every arrow of a good elf archer can kill Orcs.Beside Gilgalad, the black-haired and black-eyed half-elf was thinking to himself, and his eyes shifted to the astonishingly beautiful blonde old friend sitting in the chair, and this time I heard that the soldiers in the Great Green Forest are equipped with special weapons ...

The endless tents sleep on the side of the Dagola Plain.Occasionally, soldiers on night watch passed by.They couldn't help but cast their shocking and amazed gazes on a bunch of blond elves by the campfire, but before that cold gaze moved over, they quickly lowered their heads and saluted the Highness of the largest elf kingdom.Although they didn't expect His Highness's gaze to actually move to them.

The night has fallen.

The steady sound of footsteps approached, and the blond prince by the fire raised his eyes indifferently.

Under the shining stars that covered the entire dome, the slender and elegant figure gradually approached, and the hem of the robe hanging beside the short boots swayed tiny ripples with the master's movements.Everything is as it was hundreds of years ago. The elf, dressed in a spotless white robe, still seems to have come out of the mist in the morning. His hair is as black as the darkness before dawn. Under the elegant and delicate forehead ornament, his eyes are as clear as the evening. Generally gray, revealing a star-like light.

"Your Highness, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years. How is everything?"

"It's better than seeing you drunk on the spot at a banquet."

The steady and calm Noldo shifted his gaze to the dark red wine held between the elf's fingers, and shuddered.

"Tharanduil, you really look the same."

"..."

"I didn't expect you to come with King Orofer."

"..."

"I thought you were still traveling abroad."

"What did Gilgalad send you to say?" The blond elf looked at the jumping bonfire without raising his head.

Elrond smiled wryly, he was still the same, he didn't talk much but his mind was sharp, and he couldn't hide anything from those seemingly calm pupils of the sea.

The black-haired lord sat down beside him: "The army in the Great Green Forest is too large, and the command is not in the hands of the High King. He is worried..."

"It's not for me to decide." Thranduil picked up a dead branch and threw it into the jumping flames.It's not that he didn't think of this, and it's not that he didn't persuade King Orofer, but...

"The loyalty of the forest elves is incomparable. Except for me and my father's command, they will not obey the orders of other elves. But don't worry, we will not add to the chaos."

Elrond understood Thranduil's displeasure.Even if King Gilgalad is indeed considering the overall situation, raising such concerns at this time is undoubtedly a distrust of friendly forces.But as herald, he had no choice.

Out of some subtle mood, he quickly changed the subject.

"So, you have stayed in the Great Green Forest for hundreds of years?"

"Elon, I didn't realize that you talk so much nonsense before. How did you change your sex after not seeing you for hundreds of years?" He was slightly impatient.

Familiar accent, familiar frown, the corners of the black-haired lord's lips could not help but curl up.It turned out that he was still the same...

Thranduy glanced at him, raised his wine glass leisurely, and said nothing.

How could he not know what he was thinking?He thought he was upset about Gilgalad?

Then Elrond still underestimated Thranduil after all.

he's just...

He leaned back and drank the last liquid in the glass.

It's just... Looking at the jumping bonfire, I thought of another fire in the big green forest...

The king took away most of the soldiers in the green forest, and the military and political affairs in the south were greatly reduced at once.

In the past, she always complained that Thranduy gave her too many tasks, but now, Lucinda missed those busy but fulfilling days very much, and even began to miss that hateful fox of Alves.

The left hand holds the big bow of Yuanta, and the Yiterna on the middle finger is shining brightly in the midday sun.She is now an out-and-out archery expert. She casually took out the arrows from her quiver and strung the string calmly. After she released her right hand, three sharp arrows hit the bulls-eyes of the three archery targets in front of her.

There were elves applauding behind him.

Lucinda turned around in surprise: "ada."

"You are worthy of being my Ellen's daughter." The general who was ordered to stay at home applauded, looking at the three sharp arrows, "Lucinda, you have really grown up."

"Look at these three arrows?" Lucinda laughed.

"No. I saw your difference." Ellen turned her head and looked at her daughter seriously, "Daughter of the forest, Lucinda is by no means a little girl who is weak enough to need my protection. Your Majesty the King is right. "

"Ada, why did you say this suddenly..." Lucinda was a little puzzled.

"Seeing your engagement, I suddenly thought of what happened with your nana back then." Ellen thought of the oriental elf girl, with an unbelievably soft brow, took the bow in her daughter's hand, and tried the string "I admire His Highness's ability and mind, Lucinda, you are not standing behind him, in fact, with his help, you are standing beside him. But I was just as usual Elves generally think that women are weak and need protection. I didn't teach her how to draw a bow or how to use a sword. That was the biggest mistake. In the dense forest full of dangers, if she can protect herself, how can she protect herself? What happened next?"

The first night was still full of stars, but the next morning was overcast, and the pale sky could not see the shadow of the sun.This went on for several days.Elrond felt that this was not a good sign.

As it turns out, the soldiers entered the Dagora Plain less than three days ago, and the scouts reported that there was something wrong ahead. The elves with excellent eyesight looked up, and saw black tides coming in from afar. It was the Oaks pouring out of the countless black city gates to "greet" them.

"So much?" Elendil frowned secretly as he looked at the monster that was so dark and dense like a cloud. "Is Ballard already empty?"

Gilgalad takes Thranduil's advice.The well-trained fighters at the front did not rush to meet the enemy, but spread out from the middle to both sides at an extremely fast speed, and the archers behind immediately made up for it.Behind them are Numenor soldiers in strong armor and melee fighters among the elves.

Elrond, who had been following Gilgalad, turned his head and saw the forest elves holding big bows in the middle, and couldn't help turning his head to glance at Thranduil who was wearing silver armor beside him.

your secret weapon

His blond Highness's ice blue eyes moved slightly.

Just wait and see!

When the Oaks hadn't entered the range, the forest elves at the front had already pulled the string of Yuanta's bow.King Olofer gave an order, and countless Yuanta arrows flew out at an unimaginable speed.

"Well done, King Orofer!" Gilgalad watched in amazement as those sharp arrows with an unimaginable range pierced the bodies of half-orcs in the distance. There was a commotion.

"Your country's bows and arrows are really..."

Commanded by the ferocious leader at the rear, the Oaks were agitated, stepping on the corpses of their companions and rushing forward, using their bodies as the companions behind them to block the clusters of arrows that would kill them with one blow.At this time, the Noldor elves on both sides had just put their long arrows on the bowstring.Aimed at Oakes, who was within 350 yards of them.

"incredible."

"There are many forests in the country, and there are no vast plains. Ordinary spears and armor are not very useful. Only archery is the most practical." The silver-haired king smiled lightly.

The handsome elf warriors nocked their arrows one after another, and the violent and desperate roars of the orcs echoed for a long time in the desolate Dagorla plain, which was particularly terrifying.But no matter how furiously they roared, they could not escape the sharp arrows of well-trained elves and human archers.Tens of thousands of Oaks fell on the plain before there was a hand-to-hand combat.The leaders of the Oakes were so distraught that they only issued a death order not to retreat.Violators will be punished.

After countless arrows rained, the already gloomy sky became even darker, and the whispers of the dead came from the air.The dense rain of arrows shot at Oaks, both physically and mentally sounded the death knell for them, and they could not move forward.Some heard the sound of piercing through the sky, but were shot blind by a heavy arrow just as they raised their heads, and those who were hit by Youanta's bow were sure to die.

"Give it to me! Give it to me! The elves and humans will always run out of bows and arrows!" The tall Tripp rode on the wolf, waving his bone club and screaming wildly.

The wind in the wilderness whipped up dust all over the sky, carrying the pungent smell of blood, which made people almost sick.Mountains of half-orc corpses quickly piled up on the ground.

A half-orc crawled over the corpse of his companion, and was shot by a flying arrow and fell to the ground when he took a step forward.

This tactic worked, and the Oaks were slowly cornered.The number of elves and humans has so far been zero.

Gradually, Thranduil discovered something.

"Did you see that there are also archers in the Oaks?"