Middle-earth Raiders Full Plan

Under the effect of the King Grass, Faramir woke up in a short while. He opened his eyes and saw Anila who was bending over to look at him. A familiar and respectful look immediately appeared in his eyes, which made Anila feel uncomfortable. Can't help but startled, after all, they have never met before.

[Falamir favorability +20, Boromir favorability +10, Denethor favorability +5]

"It is you who have been calling for me, my lord..." Faramir said with such firmness, "I am here, what is the king's order?"

"Now you just need to rest well." Anila said, "I still have a lot of things to ask you to do for me in the future."

"I will, my lord," said Faramir. "Who wants to sit all day long when my Emperor is back?"

After bidding farewell to the regent's family for the time being, Anila came to the royal family of Rohan. King Theoden of Rohan died unfortunately, and Eomer was taking care of the comatose Eowyn.

Anila did the same and rescued Eowyn. When she woke up and saw Anila, Eowyn's eyes lit up for a moment, but then dimmed again.

"Master Anila." She nodded and saluted, her voice was cold and sad, "Thank you for saving me."

"You have acted very bravely this time, Eowyn." Anila said, "You have dealt with enemies far beyond what your body and will can bear. With such bad luck, what you have done is enough to make your name go down in history."

"In your narrative, I seem to be as strong and determined as you at last." Eowyn said sadly, "I am very happy to receive such praise from you, but this does not get me the one I love favor."

"Eowyn, you are so beautiful and noble, you have proved your ability, why should you mourn for someone who does not belong to you?" Anila said. "Besides, my dear girl, now that the clouds are overcast, we don't even have time to read the eulogy for the deceased relatives, so how can we have the time to mourn for love?"

"Lord Anila, you are so outstanding and charming, countless people like you, and your lover is so dedicated to you, how can you understand the pain of not being able to love?" Eowyn He said sharply, "In the current situation, perhaps I should not indulge in the love of my children, but love is such an irrational thing. She makes people feel joy and pain at the same time, and where is the time and place? Woolen cloth?"

Anila was so speechless that she could only bluntly turn the topic back to this war. After expressing her grief for Theoden's sacrifice and saying a few encouraging words, she left in a bit of embarrassment. hospital.

[Iowyn favorability +10, Eomer favorability +10]

The first day after the war greeted everyone with an extremely beautiful and sunny morning, but Anila and the others had no time to enjoy the spring breeze and birdsong. The previous day's war had just ended, and they had already started planning for the next war .

"I have seen no trace of Frodo," said Gandalf. "That means he has entered Mordor. Fortunately, Sauron should not have got the Ring, otherwise we would know."

"The enemy is regrouping in Mordor," said Boromir. "My father saw the army of Mordor in the Orb of Knowledge."

"The crystal ball of truth cannot lie, even Sauron can't control it to this point. Maybe he will selectively let people see some parts that are easily misunderstood, but it is also true." Gandalf said seriously , "If the two armies confront each other from the front, we have no chance of winning. We can only pin our hopes on the holder of the Lord of the Rings."

"Then, can we just passively defend and wait?" Eomer couldn't help asking.

"We must draw out as many troops as possible from Mordor," Anila mused, "so that Frodo can safely and quickly pass through Mordor to Mount Doom."

Jin Li was smoking a cigarette, he choked and coughed continuously.

"This is almost going to die." Boromir and Eomer looked at each other. "Even if we gather the entire force of Gondor and Rohan, we only have 7000 troops. This is just the number of forward troops in Gondor's heyday."

"Uh, is that so..." Anila couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed and annoyed.After all, she is not a real general and emperor, and she only knows a little about marching and fighting. She came up with such an idea as soon as she thought about it, but she didn't know whether it was feasible or not.

"It's true that there is basically no chance of winning. We are very likely to die in that deserted place like this." Gandalf shook his head, so Anila lowered her head even more, "Even so, I agree with you Neila's opinion."

well?Anila looked up.

"We don't need to break into Mordor, as long as Sauron can't ignore it. If we are trapped here, then defeat will only happen sooner or later; but if we sacrifice, it is still possible to exchange for a new era." Gandalf Looking at Anila full of relief, the old face of Magneto was actually so kind.

A moment of silence.

"If this is your decision, Anila," Legolas said, "then I am willing to accompany you no matter where it is."

"Hey, I've even entered the gate of the dead, so what are you afraid of?" Jin Li sighed, "Even if I really died in battle, it would be a death worthy of the son of Gloin."

"As for me," Eomer said, "I don't really understand this kind of complicated intrigue, but I don't need to. Lord Anila once came to Rohan to rescue me and my compatriots, so as long as If she needs it, I will definitely help her."

"As for me," said Boromir, "Lord Anila is my sovereign, her thoughts are my commands, and the direction of her heart is the direction of my sword."

Anila felt that she was back to the time when she had to choose whether to go to the mines of Moria or the pass of Rohan. If the choice was slightly wrong, countless lives might be ruined. Maybe you will never know which choice is wiser.

But the difference from last time is——

Anila looked around, and everyone's eyes were full of trust.

This time she will never regret it.

"The question is, how can we be sure that Sauron will send out all his best to empty Mordor?" said Gandalf. "Perhaps he will suspect that it is a trap."

"Anger can empty a person's mind," Anila said.

Gandalf looked at her suspiciously.

Anila took a deep breath. "Leave it to me," she said.

Rejecting everyone's company, Anila walked alone into the room where Gondor used to place the crystal ball of true knowledge, and picked up the dark ball.

Just like last time, the ball seemed to ignite flames quickly, and the evil eye appeared, staring at Anila firmly.

"It's really admirable, Solongil!" Sauron's deep voice sounded, "You did successfully repel my army again, so now you're here to show off to me?"

"Show off? Please don't use your naive three-year-old child's thinking to speculate on my thoughts?" Anila tried her best to say in her most arrogant and twitchy tone, "However, I do have something to inform you. In fact, you've been chasing me for so long, I almost thought you knew about it."

Sauron didn't say a word, unwilling to admit that he was indeed curious and uneasy.

"I hid my identity for so long..." Anila sighed, "But, from now on, I don't need it anymore!"

As she spoke, she suddenly pulled out the long sword at her waist, and the holy sword of Anduril emitted a bright silver light.

Sauron's pupils shrank sharply. He would never forget this sword no matter what.

"You are--"

"Well, yes." Anila smiled, full of sarcasm, and said her true identity lightly, "Solongil is just a name given to me by others. I His true identity is Anila, daughter of Arathorn, descendant of Isildur, chief of the Númenoreans."

"..." The crystal ball of true knowledge trembled violently.

"Thank you so much for the grace of not killing me many years ago." Anila smiled, "If you hadn't lost your mind back then, how could I be the emperor now, command thousands of troops, reach the pinnacle of life, and me Is your real destiny together?"

It was quiet over there, and Anila thought she had blown the cowhide, and her heart skipped a beat.

"Are you married?" After a while, Sauron's strange voice came.

"Well, yeah..." Is that the point?Anila murmured, "I'm almost 90 years old, even a Numenoran should get married, right?"

"Oh, it's really curious to be able to be chosen by you who are so picky." Sauron snorted coldly, with impatience and impatience in his tone, "Which 'lucky one' is it? Rivendell's Princess Eveningstar? The elven prince of Mirkwood? Or the princess of Rohan?"

Of course Anila couldn't confess these three people.

"Don't say such misleading words," she said "righteously," crossing her fingers furtively behind her back. "My heart and soul belong to Mithranda."

"Mislan—do you think I will believe it?" Sauron's voice lacked confidence for some reason, "It's just an old man."

"Sauron, Gandalf is a Maier just like you, you can change your appearance, can't he?" Anila shook her head and laughed, "You know, we both like to travel, we both like to travel What's more, I don't deny that I do have a different interest in Maya. They... are very interesting to play with." She licked her lips suggestively.

When Anila escaped, almost everyone outside heard Sauron's roar coming from that room.

"What did you say that really made him so angry?" Gandalf asked in surprise.He had also dealt with Sauron several times in Valinor before, and he knew that Sauron was not the kind of reckless person who was easily aroused.He originally thought that Anila would use her identity as a descendant of Isildur to make Sauron a little afraid, but even so, Sauron would never lose his composure. What did this girl do?

"Cough, it's okay." Anila coughed softly, lowered her head guiltyly and missed Gandalf's curious eyes.

Two days later, Anila and the others gathered all those who were willing to join the war and marched towards the black gate.

This is a suicidal battle, and even Anila can't help but feel a tragic aura in her heart. However, you must pretend to be full of confidence and don't take the other party seriously. .

"The Lord of Darkness appears quickly, we will punish him on the spot!" Anila yelled in front of the black gate, feeling like a fool.

The surroundings fell into a long period of silence, probably because Sauron felt that Anila told him to come out, and he came out. He didn't respond for a long time, until Anila and the others were about to leave, the silence was suddenly broken Suddenly, the black door opened with a bang, and the sound of war drums and horns from inside could break people's eardrums. Sauron's envoy rode out on a black horse like no one else.

"My master Sauron, let me say hello to everyone." He opened his mouth, and Anila, who was looking at her rotten teeth, got goosebumps all over her body. "Then, among you mob, who is willing to come to negotiate with me?"

"Negotiation? We have nothing to talk about with a dishonest villain like Sauron," Gandalf said.

The messenger turned to look at him. "You are Gandalf?" he asked. "Then you are the only one here who has no right to speak to me, an old lecher with a beard and a cow."

"..." Gandalf lay innocently on the gun.

"..." At this time, Anila would pretend to look around.

"If you will not negotiate, I have some tokens to show you," said the Messenger, and took from his bosom a piece of mithril armor, just as Frodo wore.

Immediately, everyone was struck by lightning, and there was darkness in front of them, and the last hope was shattered. Pippin and Merry cried out in mourning, but Gandalf stopped them, but it was too late.

"So that halfling is so important to you." The emissary laughed loudly, "Ah, I really don't understand what you think, you sent this little mouse to Mordor as a spy, and now he is suffering at our hands Unless you are willing to accept my lord's conditions, then you may still see him who is still alive..."

"Speak," said Gandalf dryly, but those who were near could see the pain in his face.

"The condition is this," said the emissary, "Gondor and their allies shall withdraw immediately to the west of the Anduin, and all the land east of the Anduin shall belong to Sauron in the future, from the west of the river to the Misty Mountains. The land in the land must pay tribute to Sauron on a regular basis. The people there are allowed to have autonomy, but they must be disarmed. Moreover, they must help rebuild Isinger. "

From his proud expression, it can be seen that the "general" is himself.

"Or," the envoy paused suddenly, then continued reluctantly, "hand over the descendants of Isildur."

There was a moment of silence, and then Anila let out a low laugh.

"Should I be honored?" she said, "Or is it that Sauron is confused? These two conditions are too unequal."

"This is what my master said. Although I can't understand why he would give up such a generous offer in exchange for only one person, but..." He looked up and down Anila with lewd eyes, "This figure is really hot very--"

The obscenity and vulgarity he had not yet said were interrupted by an arrow that hit him right in the heart.

"This guy talks too much." Legolas' face was very ugly. "If they really got the Lord of the Rings, there's no need to talk nonsense with us here."

"We are procrastinating, my dear." Anila shook her head helplessly, "Anyway, it's just lip service."

"I don't want to hear it," said Legolas dryly.

"Well, then kill." Anila was also straightforward.