Middle-earth Raiders Full Plan

I am still Thranduil.

The next time I saw Anila on the battlefield, she was confronting a troll three times her height, covering the escape of three or two women and children.The long fight left her disheveled, and her hair, which had always been coiled up high, became loose and loose. Her body was spattered with blood, but she didn't seem to have suffered any serious injuries.

When it comes to brute force, let alone a woman like Anila, even the strongest warrior among the dwarves might not be able to compete with such a rough-skinned and thick-skinned ogre. Fortunately, Anila also understands this. At one point, relying on his quick response and quick mind, he dodged here and there, and he seized the opportunity to stab the ogre's heart with a sword, and fought a beautiful battle.

However, before Anila could pierce the sword that had penetrated deeply into the troll's body, another troll poked its head out from behind a broken wall.

My heart tightened, and I screamed that it was not good, but there were too many orcs around me, and I couldn't catch up for a while.

Anila also tried harder to hold the sword, but the hand she had dislocated couldn't use much strength, and she couldn't succeed after trying for a long time. In desperation, she had no choice but to abandon the sword and run away, but it was too late No sooner had she straightened up than the troll swung its stick and sent Anila flying.Anila's body hit the ground hard and then slid out a meter or two before stopping. After a bit of convulsion, she stopped moving.

At that moment, my heart was cold.

The cries of those women and children just now came again.

I'm afraid these women and children don't even come out of Changhu Town at ordinary times. Where have they seen this battle? The ogre behind them had just been stopped by Anila, and in a blink of an eye, several orcs appeared in front of them, and they were slashing at them with big knives.There were orcs in the front and trolls in the back. A four or five-year-old girl stumbled and stumbled again. Her mother was holding a child in her arms. She was so frightened that she could only scream the girl's name. I was shaking all over, but I couldn't do anything.

At the very moment, a whirlwind of figures appeared and stood in front of the girl, and the knife swung by the half-orc pierced her shoulders to the shoulder blades impartially.

That person is Anila!

I couldn't believe my eyes. She was obviously dying just now. How could she not only get up in just a few seconds, but also move here to block the knife for this little girl?

However, this is not the most fantastic thing. Anila is covered in blood from head to toe now, but she is still standing steadily, her loose hair is blown high by the wind, and her not-so-tall body looks like It is an impenetrable city wall, no matter how much darkness and danger there is ahead, it still protects the ordinary people behind it without moving a step, those green eyes stare viciously at the orcs in front of them like wolves , eyes sharper than a sword, brighter than fire.

She abruptly snatched the knife from the orc's hand, pulled it out from her shoulder, and chopped off the orc's head with a backhand.

Perhaps the scene was too horrifying, the remaining half-orcs looked at each other, and wanted to run away, how could Anila let them go, her movements were as fast as lightning, and the orcs were thrown away in a blink of an eye. And the trolls were killed one by one neatly.

After the crisis was resolved, Anila dropped the knife in her hand and turned to look at the little girl who had fallen.

"It's safe, my dear." Her tone softened instantly, as if a different person had changed in the blink of an eye, she reached out to help the girl up.

"..." The girl shrank back involuntarily.

Ani paused when she stretched out her hand. She looked at herself with blood all over her body, smiled helplessly, withdrew her hand, nodded to the girl's mother, and turned to leave.

But before she could take a step, the girl suddenly rushed up and hugged Anila tightly.

"Thank you for saving me, big sister." The girl thanked her in a childlike voice, her eyes were still full of tears.

Anila was stunned when she was hugged. After a while, she rubbed her hands on the clothes before reaching out to rub the girl's head.

The girl's mother stepped forward, her face still pale from shock, Anila smiled at her comfortingly: "You were shocked, ma'am."

"No, thank you for saving my daughter." The only woman bowed, thought for a while, and took out a crumpled dried flower from the baby's swaddle in her arms, "Please accept this."

It was an orange-yellow sun chrysanthemum, which was still gorgeous even after it was air-dried, like a warm little sun, and it was also a rare bright color in the snow-capped River Valley City that has no flowers all year round.

Anila stared at the flower for a long time, took it, and smiled happily: "Then I will accept your blessing and intention, Madam."

Those women and children walked away, and there were no orcs around for a while, so I walked towards Anila.

Anila heard my footsteps, turned her head and saluted me: "Your Majesty Thranduil."

"How are you?"

"Very good." Indeed, she looked radiant and radiant, and carefully put away the ordinary dried flower with a satisfied face.

But how could it be all right?I looked Anila up and down suspiciously for a long time, to make sure she wasn't some sort of flashback.

Anila was amused by my appearance, but the battlefield is really not a place suitable for joking. She bent her mouth slightly and then became serious again: "Are you all right, Your Majesty?"

"I'm fine." I replied in a deep voice, "but..."

The two of us looked at the corpses of elves and humans everywhere, and we were silent.

"Your Majesty!" Gandalf appeared again, "Send a party of Elves to Raven Hill, Thorin and the others should be warned.

joke!What do those dwarves do to me? !

"Warn him any way you want," I said. "My people have shed too much blood on this land."

"Then I'll go." The voices of Anila and the halfling sounded at the same time.

I paused and continued to leave without looking back.

While neither Anila nor Bilbo Baggins should have died in this war, I will not interfere with their decisions.

When I was going back, Tauriel appeared. She tried to prevent me from leaving, and she pointed an arrow at me after I refused politely, saying that I don't understand love at all.

It's ridiculous, I was about to get angry, when Legolas suddenly stood in front of Tauriel, pouted his neck and said to me, "If you want to kill Tauriel, kill me first."

Then the two of them left without looking back.

……

These naive young people, this is the love they understand.

Like saying something cruel like "If you want to kill him, kill me first", anyway, I know that I will definitely not be able to kill him, and then I don't care what the people who hear these words will think, whether they will be sad or not, that's all After running away, I still feel that I have done something earth-shattering.

However, he is my son after all, and I will go to him after all my soldiers are settled.

When I arrived at Raven Ridge, the war was over. It is said that thanks to Anila pulling Bilbo Baggins and running all the way, I arrived in time to warn Thorin and the others, otherwise they would almost be ambushed there Azog was caught.Then she and Sorin killed Azog together. As for Borg, huh, the two nephews of Tauriel and Sorin are really useless. The three of them insisted on not taking him down. In the end, it was my son Legolas popped the guy's head off.

Tauriel and Kili... Alas, since the child chose this path, as long as she can bear the consequences, I don't want to care about it, but Legolas really fell in love this time.

"I'm not going back," he told me.

Alas, this child is still like a child, when encountering any unsolvable problems or troubles, he subconsciously wants to escape.

"Where are you going, then?"

"I don't know." He looked confused.

I silently shook my head in my heart.

"Go to the tribe of the Númenoreans," I said, "and find a young brother and sister, whom you should know."

Anila came over at this moment, and looked at me suspiciously when she heard this.

"Their father, Arazon, is a good man, and his children will be better than blue."

Anila looked like a ghost.

"What are their names?" Legolas asked.

"That's up to you to find out." I replied calmly.

"..." So Legolas also looked like a ghost, but he quickly realized that there was a Numenorean next to him, and immediately looked at Anila.

"Ah, I do know this pair of sisters and brothers," Anila looked at my expression, although she didn't understand why, she replied, "We call them 'God Walker' and 'Passer'."

"Take me to them." Legolas said in a commanding tone completely subconsciously.

I really wanted to give him a blow on his head. Fortunately, Anila would not be angry because of this kind of thing. She looked at me again, and then agreed: "Okay."

"Before parting, I have something to say to Velodis."

"To her?" Legolas was taken aback, hesitating to speak.

"Of course I have something for you." I turned my head away, "Your mother loves you very much, Legolas."

Don't think I didn't see you giggling, Anila.

After sending Legolas away, Anila and I were the only ones around.

"What do you mean, Your Majesty?" Anila asked suspiciously, "I thought you were very opposed to my association with His Highness Legolas."

"From now on, I hope you will call him Legolas, not 'His Royal Highness Legolas'." I replied, "You are destined to be the queen of Gondor, and Legolas is Mirkwood." My prince, as long as there is still communication between humans and elves, how can I completely isolate the two of you?"

"Then you don't need to..."

"Legolas has never been outside of Mirkwood before," I said, "and he is too proud and impulsive, and I admit I am a little worried. He needs a guide, a teacher, someone who can protect him." His people."

"This... I'm still competent as a guide, but I really don't dare to be a teacher. As for bodyguards or something," Anila grinned in confusion, "You just said yesterday that Legolas Hall—— Legolas is not I need protection."

"Well, Legolas really doesn't need your protection when he encounters half-orc goblins and other villains, but he can protect you when necessary." I joked, "I'm talking about guides, teachers, and protectors." It means that when he is confused and hesitant, you can help him to firmly move forward; when he is naive and stupid, you can accompany him to experience the world; He saw all the good in the world and never lost hope for the future."

"This, this is really..." Anila twisted her fingers uneasily, "I really hope that the relationship with Legolas can develop further, but your request is too... I'm afraid I can't do it .”

"You are too modest, Anila." I said disapprovingly, "If you don't know what to do, then you don't have to do anything, just do what you usually do. You don't have to follow everything That kid, it’s totally fine to give him a face once in a while.”

"Since you have said so..." Anila agreed with a wry smile.

"However, let's talk about it first." I suddenly said seriously, "Although I have no objection to you becoming friends with Legolas, but that's the end of it, you'd better not try to develop any other relationship with Legolas .”

"Then you might as well not let Legolas go with me in the first place." Anila muttered softly.

"Well, I've figured it out now. Some feelings will rebound if you suppress them too much, just like the relationship between Tauriel and that dwarf. I've said so much, what's the use in the end?" I sighed.

Anila's eyes lit up: "In other words, if Legolas also likes me—"

"Then I absolutely, yes, no, yes, agree, agree!" I said word by word.

"Why? Is it because you think there's something I'm not good enough for Legolas?" Anila asked, "Or because of lifespan? If I have an endless lifespan—"

"Falazon, the golden emperor, also had this idea, and he went on an expedition to Valinor." I looked at her blankly, "In the end, the Numenor Empire, which was in full swing, was punished by the gods and perished. "

Anila shrank her neck and forced a smile. "I'm just hypothesizing, Your Majesty." She said, "Anyway, judging from the current situation, it's impossible for Legolas to like me."

"You don't have to be discouraged by this, Anila, there are still many excellent men in this world, and you can always find the one that really suits you."

Anila smiled and changed the subject. "But why don't you just tell Legolas that I am Iluri?" she asked sullenly, "How will I explain it to him then?"

"Legolas doesn't know you yet, and he doesn't even have a good impression of you." I said tactfully, "If he knows that you are the one I asked him to find, he will definitely sneer. As for How you explain it to him is none of my business."

"Ah, you are so happy to relax, just leave all the problems to me." Anila complained, "You are relieved, but I have to endure a bad temper, willful impulsive, and does not like my little prince every day." eyes."

"Ahem, you're not working for nothing." No matter how thick-skinned I am, I'm really a little embarrassed, "Legolas is still very kind and delicate in nature. When you get to know each other, don't you Will regret having such a friend, Anila, and—” I pause.

"The days he can be with you are much more than the days you can be with him."