Middle-earth Raiders Full Plan

Although Gimli thought it was a matter of loyalty to follow his friends all the way regardless of his inner fear, when Anila and Legolas walked into the gate of the dead without hesitation, he was still there. When his knees were shaking outside the door, he suddenly felt that he seemed a little redundant.

These two people don't need to embolden themselves at all!It is enough to be calm and composed in the face of the gust of wind, making him appear to be weak.As an elf, Legolas is not disturbed by human ghosts, but Anila is too brave a girl. Do you really think that the undead will listen to her because she holds the King's Sword?

"I am Anila, a descendant of Isildur, heir to the throne of Gondor, fight for me, fulfill your promise, and I will let you rest in peace." Anila looked majestic and calm, "What do you mean? "

"You're wasting your time, Anila," Jinli said. "They have no honor in life, and even less in death."

The undead turned his head and glanced at Jinli.For some reason, Gimli felt a trace of disdain from those two empty eye sockets.

"We go to war," they replied.

[Anila used "Master Diplomacy" on the undead and successfully recruited 1 undead.Number of uses: [-]]

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fall!If he was worried that Anila would not be able to get reinforcements, he would shave his beard!With this girl's mouth that can make the dead alive, as long as the forces in Middle-earth have not yet taken refuge in Sauron, she can promote them all, and even those who have taken refuge in Sauron may be able to change their minds by her words. Abandon the darkness and turn to the light.

Ah, he is really mad at him, he must kill a few more pirates to vent his anger!

After almost crushing and annihilating all the pirates, Anila and Legolas took a boat along the Anduin River to Gondor.

Gimli sat on the boat and polished his axe. Like all dwarves, he loved caves and ores, and had little interest in ships and seas, but Legolas was fascinated and admired these ships.

"I can somewhat understand the attraction of the sea to the elves," he said.

"Hmm..." Anila was concentrating on driving the boat, and responded casually to Legolas, "I think it's not the sea, but the attraction of Aman Island on the other side of the sea to the elves."

"Maybe it's true for most of the elves, but I still don't have the slightest intention to go to the palace of Mandos." Legolas said, he looked at Anila's steering wheel with admiration. "Anila, can you still drive a boat?"

"Well, I used to fight against pirates in Umbar when I served in Gondor." Anila replied, and the "navigation" skill was upgraded at that time.

Legolas has lived for thousands of years. Although the long years have given him some understanding of various legends and places in Middle-earth, as the saying goes, seeing is worth seeing. Legolas has left Mirkwood only a handful of times. In terms of the places he has been to, he is definitely not comparable to Anila who has been a ranger for decades.

The sea, the endless water he has heard in countless poems and songs, some say she is deep and containing, some say she is cunning and dangerous, some say she is calm and gentle, some say she is crazy and terrible, she seems to remain the same , and it seems to change rapidly.Ah, what kind of magnificent and spectacular scenery is that?

Then Legolas imagined Anila standing on the deck overlooking the ocean, and he was almost fascinated by the scene.

Those deep green eyes must be reflecting two small pieces of ocean, the surface is calm, but it can set off shocking waves at any time, maybe her cheeks are reddened by the scorching sun, maybe her cloak is fluttering in the storm , The chirping of gulls sounded around her, and the waves and foam splashed around her.The deck under her feet was shaking violently, but Anila stood steadily at the bow of the ship, calmly commanding the Gondor fleet to fight against the pirates, with calm eyes and quick movements, just like this in this sea area that is difficult for ordinary people to conquer. The legend of her has been left forever in the world.

What a romantic and legendary story that should be. Just thinking about that scene, Legolas felt as if he had turned into a young man in his twenties, his blood was boiling and his whole body was hot with excitement.In fact, speaking of it, he has also participated in countless battles, big and small, but this is different, that is the sea!Such a mysterious and fascinating place.

Oh, why wasn't he by Anila's side then?

"Legolas, you seem to really like the sea." Anila noticed Legolas's look of longing and envy, "If-"

"What?" Legolas asked.

"It's nothing." Anila shook her head, the smile on her face just now disappeared without a trace.

If there is a chance in the future, I will teach you how to sail, okay?She had meant to say so.

But she almost forgot that she has no "future" at all.

The timely arrival of the undead made the outcome of this war basically no longer any suspense. This kind of physical attack is completely ineffective against their army. It is simply a bug, and it is no wonder that it is a one-off.

Of course, even if there are no undead, the strength of one's own side should not be underestimated. Boromir, Gimli, and Eomer are all warriors who can defeat a hundred with one, not to mention the white-robed wizards Gandalf and Anila. Exclusive plug-in Legolas, no one can knock down a mammoth with three arrows.

In addition, the fighting power of the girls is also beyond the charts. Eowyn and Meri formed a team to pick the Witch King of Angmar and his winged flying beasts, and the soldiers also killed many of them; It is full of people, and even gods block and kill gods and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas. No matter what the enemy is, they are all one-shot KOs, and there is no supplementary knife.

"Master Anila!" After the war, Boromir found Anila for the first time, and when he saw the familiar long sword in Anila's hand, his eyes were filled with joy, "No, I am now It's time to call you Your Majesty."

"That time has not yet come. Before Mordor is completely destroyed, I am not qualified to hear this name from anyone." Anila replied, "How is the situation in the city?"

"Fortunately, the orcs of Mordor invaded the city, and we had to retreat to the second floor, but reinforcements arrived after that." Boromir replied.

"But before that, your defense must have been very hard." Anila said, sighing, "It's a pity that it's not the time to mourn, it's not completely over yet. By the way, how is your family? You Are your father and brother okay?"

Boromir's expression froze, and his original expression immediately became worried and ugly.

"Forgive me, my lord," he said. "I swear on my honor that my father was a man of high character and determination, but in recent years we have faced the darkness and threats of Mordor every day. Before it appeared, even I couldn’t help but have hopeless thoughts, let alone an old man who is worrying about Gondor every day? Mrs. Anila, we definitely have no intention of challenging the authority of the royal family of Gondor, but father, he... now I'm afraid it will be difficult to hand over this city that he has lived and guarded for decades to others without any grudges. Please forgive me!"

"Don't be so panicky, Boromir, I can understand." Anila said, "For so many years, Denethor II has been fighting on the front line against the shadows and managing this country for me. There is also hard work, but now I suddenly hear that there is a person who can easily take over this country. I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to accept it for a while. I should be grateful and guilty to him, and I should go to him personally to ask for his permission and understanding. Instead of letting you be caught in the gap between the monarch and his subjects and father and son, I want to ask you to forgive me."

"No, no, please don't say that." Boromir said hastily, but he seemed relieved, "Actually, you don't have to worry, Lord Anila. Father, he is just afraid that Gondor will fall. A foolish king will decline, but after seeing you, he will soon understand what a wise king you will be, and at that time, he will definitely change his mind."

"I hope so." Anila smiled and didn't say much, "Where's Faramir? What about him?"

"He has a poisoned arrow from the southerners. He has a high fever and is unconscious." Boromir looked worried. "We invited the best physician in Gondor, but it didn't work."

"Oh, this is really bad news." Anila frowned.

"The best physician of Gondor is not in the city," Gandalf interrupted suddenly. "It is said in the legend that the hand of the king is the hand of healing. Boromir, the best physician of Gondor is standing before you now." .”

What?Anila, who was shot innocently suddenly, froze.

"I did learn some healing skills from Lord Elrond, but..." Anila didn't know how to explain that her "healing" skills were actually only advanced.

[Anduril's holy sword has been recast, the Emperor's bloodline has been activated, and the player has acquired the skill: "Master Healing Technique"]

"..." Anila fell into deep thought.

Well, sure enough, she was forced to become a Mary Sue by the system.

Anila followed Boromir to the hospital, where Faramir, Éowyn, and Merry were lying unconscious, and Denethor sat beside his youngest son, motionless, his eyes glazed over.

"Father." Boromir strode into the hospital, "Great, Faramir is saved! Lady Anila is outside, you probably know the legend that 'the hand of the king is the hand of the doctor', if Anila Lord Ra has cured Faramir, so you won't doubt the return of the Human Emperor, will you?"

"Shut up!" Denethor jumped up and growled fiercely, "Didn't you hear what I said? I will never admit that the outsider is qualified to rule Gondor! She will never touch a hair of my son I would rather Faramir die heroically than that witch deceives his mind as he deceived you."

"That's not wise, Denethor." Anila walked in and looked at Denethor with disapproval. "You can be dissatisfied with me, but there's absolutely no need to be angry with Faramir's life."

"Master Anila, I'm very sorry." Boromir was very embarrassed, "Father, this is Lord Anila, please take back your words, Lord Anila is absolutely—father?" Ser stared at Anila with staring eyes, his face was frighteningly pale.

Anila didn't have time to talk nonsense, and soon went to check on Faramir's situation.To Boromir's surprise, Denethor did not stop Anila at all, he stood up to make room for Anila without saying a word, and watched Anila busy here and there as if in a dream, until Anila Nila crushed the Ashiras grass, and a fresh fragrance quickly permeated the whole room, and he woke up like a dream.

"Thorongil..." Denethor's lips trembled, surprise, pain, relief, disbelief and many other emotions quickly flashed in his eyes, "I thought you were dead."

What?Boromir almost rolled his eyes out.Thorongir?Is that the most legendary general in Gondor?The hero that he and Faramir grew up listening to her legends?The man whose father always had a gloomy face when he talked about it, but couldn't hide his nostalgic expression?Is it Lady Anila?

He turned his head anxiously for proof, and saw Pippin's bewildered face and Gandalf's gloating and triumphant face.

He also wondered why Gandalf didn't say a word when he was anxiously arguing with his father!Sure enough, everything is as expected by the white-robed wizard?But it's so bad!

"Well, I also once thought I was going to die." Anila replied, "But it seems that my life is still pretty tough, right? I survived by luck."

"Then why don't you come back?" Denethor asked.

"Denethor." Anila sighed, "I am Thorongir, but Thorongir is not all of me. You know my true identity now, I can't just stay in Gondor forever. As a general, I have too many things to do and too many places to go, I can’t stay in Gondor forever, and it’s only a matter of time before I leave.”

Um, yes, Denethor didn't speak any more, looked at Anila, and fell into deep thought.

He had hoped for 11 years that Anila would appear again, but when this dream came true, he hoped that it was just a dream.

He has never been better than her in anything, whether it is personality charm, combat ability, wisdom and knowledge, even his own father loves Anila more than himself, it is impossible not to be jealous, but he can only be convinced.

Then she came back and told him more clearly how big the gap was between the two of them, and completely shattered the little bit of superiority he had left in front of her.

She led the army of undead to be invincible, but he hid in this room and felt sorry for himself.

She saved his son's life, but he himself pushed his son to death.

Years have treated her so favorably, and decades of time have only made her look more mature and majestic, but his hair has turned gray and wrinkles have been carved on his face.

Even the status of regent, who he once thought he was the only superior to the other party, seemed mocking at the moment.

Denethor was suddenly very glad that Anila did not come back after she disappeared, so that no one would ever know his feelings for her.

It would be better to never say it out loud than to be in a mess.