[The Lord of the Rings The Hobbit] Ruby

"Go to hell!" Tariel violently snapped the neck of the last orc around her, while Ellena finished off her opponent.The two breathed a sigh of relief, and called others to clean up the battlefield and prepare to retreat.

"When did you get so strong?" Ellena asked while recovering the arrow branch stuck on the half-orc.

Tariel shrugged and said, "Maybe I spent more time with the dwarves?"

Well, the joke is not funny at all.Elena rolled her eyes and continued with the work at hand. They must be fast, otherwise they will be trapped here when the next wave of enemies comes up.

"Cuckoo." A crisp bird cry sounded, which was a signal from the sentinel elves, and it was time for them to leave.

Ellena waved her hand, and a dozen wood elves wearing gray-green cloaks quickly followed her and disappeared into the dark woods, leaving behind dozens of half-orc corpses and a strong smell of blood.

Since Sauron re-established a fortress in Dol Guldur, the Woodland Kingdom has been constantly attacked by half-orcs. Without the protection of the Ring of Power, the people of Thranduil fought very hard. Fortunately, Dol Guldur paid attention The main force was on Lorien, and the Woodland Kingdom was only harassed by a small group of troops.

But Elena knew that the final decisive battle was coming.

After returning to the Woodland Hall, I summed up the experience and lessons of this battle with the team members I led, and then someone came to find Ellena.

"His Royal Highness Elena, Your Majesty invites you to go."

"Ah, okay," Ellena told Tauriel a few words and followed the visitors to the depths of the hall, "Is there something urgent?"

"Yes, I heard that I received a message from Lorien." The elf replied.

Elena nodded: "That's it, I hope it's not bad news."

Thranduil was sitting on his throne with a glass of wine as usual, his long pale golden hair was hanging down under the corolla made of forest flowers, his brows were frowning, as if he was thinking about some difficult problem.

"Father (Your Majesty)." Ellena and the elves leading the way bowed respectfully.

Thranduil nodded, ordered the passers-by to retreat, and then handed a piece of letter paper to Ellena: "This is a letter from the Wind King Guan He."

"Lorian repelled Dol Guldur's first attack, and the invaders in the northern part of Rohan were also defeated," Ellena smiled as she read the letter. It was really good news to hear such good news at this time. It made me happy, but she held the letter paper and looked at Thranduil expectantly, "Father, is there any news from Gondor?"

"Not yet." Thranduil shook his head. "At this time, no news is good news."

Ellena couldn't help being a little disappointed. Although they were only separated for a few days, she already felt extremely anxious and missed. She was eager to know whether the three of them, Legolas and the others, had successfully persuaded the undead to join the battle. Minas What is the situation of Tirith now? However, this can only be a luxury for the time being.

Seeing her expression, Thranduil raised the corners of his lips slightly. Of course, it is impossible to have no news at all, but it's interesting to see her foolishly worrying, isn't it?He shook the wine glass in his hand, and said lightly: "Okay, the decisive battle is about to begin, go back and have a good rest, and there may be no rest time for several days."

"Yes, father."

The darkness completely enveloped the jungle on the evening of March [-]th. Thranduil took off his gorgeous robes and put on the armor of a warrior again. All the elves who could participate in the battle held bows and arrows and lay in ambush among the lush branches and leaves. Not even the sound of breathing can be heard.

"Father." Elena whispered.

"Is there something wrong?" Thranduil looked at Elena who was standing next to him with some doubts.

"I think you should put on the hood. Your hair color is too obvious, even a half-orc with poor eyesight can see it." Elina hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't help complaining.

Tariel on the other side couldn't hold back his laughter, and Thranduil glared at them, but still put on a hood to cover his long hair.

The dots of fire gradually approached with the sound of leaves and branches being stepped on. Thranduil showed a strange smile on his flawless face, and he drew out his sword: "Then, let's begin."

The Battle of the Black Forest cost the Woodland Kingdom a heavy price. Nearly a third of the wood elves died in the night of fighting, but they also left more Orcs behind.The trees are burning, the blood is flowing, and the wood elves who have lost their kin are singing in mourning.

Elina was lucky enough not to be seriously injured this time, but her arm muscles were slightly cramped, Thranduil suffered a slight injury to her arm, and Tariel was completely fine, but her whole body seemed to have been soaked in blood.

The Woodland Kingdom was safe for the time being, and the corpses of the dead clansmen were collected. Thranduil led the rest back to the Woodland Hall. Those who survived were exhausted and needed a good rest.

At this time, bad news came from the north. The army recruited by Sauron from the east captured the town of Long Lake. Brand and his people retreated to Dyer at the foot of Mount Elbor, where they fought fiercely for three days and three nights. Rand and Dan were killed, Thorin was badly wounded, and Elbor was besieged.

"Your Majesty, I want to visit Elbor." After hearing the news, Taril couldn't help but request Thranduil. After being silent for a while, Thranduil finally agreed to her request and allowed her to bring A team of more than a hundred people went together.

Ellena originally wanted to go with her, but Tariel refused with a smile: "Hey, I'm going for Kili, what are you doing?"

"I'm worried about you." Ellena glanced at her.

"There is nothing to worry about. It would be a good thing if I die." Tariel showed a trace of sadness and helplessness on his face, "The curse runs in my blood, and death is a kind of redemption."

Ellena looked at her in shock, and it took a long time to find her voice: "You know?"

"Yes, when I was planning to give up everything to be with Kili, the king told me," Tariel fiddled with the red hair hanging on his shoulders, "the red-haired Feanor family, speaking of me and You are still blood relatives."

Elena didn't know what to say to comfort her, so she could only sigh and hug her: "Don't be so negative, my grandmother is still alive and well. Hurry up and come back, we still have to go to Minasti together Reese's."

"Understood." Tauriel hugged Ellena back forcefully.

A week after Tauriel left, the red star in the east fell, and Thranduil decisively swung his troops south, and joined Galadriel in Dol Guldur on the elf New Year's day, overthrowing the evil fortress.

At this time Elena was staying with a bunch of wounded in Erbor.

Sorin is old, his once strong body has become thin and crooked, his white hair and beard are tangled together, it is already difficult for Elina to connect this old man lying on the bed panting in pain with that brave king of the mountain Together.

His time is numbered.

"Errina, I kind of miss Bilbo," Thorin murmured.

"I miss him too." Elena thought of her friend far away in Rivendell, showing a nostalgic smile, "He lives a much more comfortable life than us."

"Really?" Sorin smiled. "Unfortunately, I won't be able to see him. If you see him, remember to convey my greetings."

"Okay." Elena replied in a low voice.

"Don't talk about the heartless little old man, Ellena, what about the ruby ​​necklace I gave you? Don't you like it?" Sorin asked weakly.

Elena blinked her red eyes, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "How could you not like it, I gave it to Legolas temporarily, it once blessed me, and I hope it can protect him too. "

"Hmph, that kid is cheap. Speaking of which, why haven't you had any children after being together for so many years? Could it be that he can't do it..." Sorin fell asleep again while talking.

Elena sat there without moving, and after a while she cursed in a low voice: "You are an unmarried wife talking nonsense here." She raised her hands and wiped her face, got up and left.

Thorin left forever in his sleep. He had no wife and naturally had no heirs. Fili inherited his throne.

The top of the Lonely Mountain was still covered with snow. Elina stood at the gate of Elbor, and suddenly remembered the song she heard many years ago:

Isaw the light faded from the sky.

On the wind I heard a high.

Asthesnowflakescovermyfallenbrothers,

I will say this last goodbye.

……

It was time for her to go home.