Middle-earth Raiders Full Plan

The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, when murderers and arsonists.

This village in the Kadolan area, which was disturbed by the bandits that suddenly appeared, is a bit eerily quiet tonight. The lights in every house are dark. Occasionally, the baby will burst into a burst of crying. Other than that, the only sound is the pigsty. There was a humming sound.

"Head, is there something wrong?" Someone asked a dozen or so black shadows sneaking into the village with blades in their hands.

The man called the head also felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird, but he still gritted his teeth: "Let's go! Are you afraid they won't succeed?!"

More than a dozen people scattered, and after a while each brought their own trophies to reunite. Some people carried a bag of rice, some people carried a bag of silver coins, and some people grabbed two chickens or several people. Carrying a pig together.

The bandit leader counted the number of people, but there was one more after counting. He rubbed his eyes and looked again carefully, and found that the extra was a slim girl.

"Hehe." The bandit leader couldn't help but laugh, "Which kid is so daring, and even snatched a woman back?"

The others looked at each other, but no one responded.

The girl smiled softly: "No one snatched me, I followed here." As she spoke, she lit the torch in her hand, and under the light of the fire, a pair of green eyes shone like a cat Light.

The robbers were still in a daze, when a series of flames burst out all around them. Nearly a hundred young and strong villagers surrounded them with sickles and hoes and torches in their hands. Among the crowd, a blond elf was particularly conspicuous. .

Only then did the robbers come to their senses, and they didn't want the rice and meat they had already got. They raised their knives one by one, and tried to intimidate the villagers with a ferocious look.

The robber closest to Anila reached out to grab Anila, trying to take her hostage, but Anila grabbed her arm and threw it over her shoulder, and at the same time put a sharp knife around her neck. dagger.

"Let me pass, or I will kill him." Anila said calmly, "Of course, you can also choose to give up your companion's life, but even if you kill me, you will not be able to escape, and I doubt it. , are the knives in your hands as fast as the arrows of elves?"

The bandit head hesitated and turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw the elf showing him a cruel smile, and the arrow in his hand aimed straight at his head.

"..." Damn it, who is the robber!

"Thank you for your generous help." The village chief thanked Anila and Legolas again and again, "I really don't know how to repay you. If you two have any needs, we will do our best to repay them."

"Ah, that's not necessary." Anila shook her head slightly, "What I want to know is, how are you going to deal with those robbers?"

Arnor has not been ruled by a king for thousands of years, and it is not managed by a regent like Gondor. Prisons where prisoners are held—everyone is self-sufficient, how can there be extra food to feed prisoners who don’t work every day?

According to the idea of ​​the village chief, they planned to hang the bandit leader, and the others would be whipped and expelled from the village.

Anila didn't have much objection to this treatment. The only thing that made her worry was that these robbers appeared only recently, and they all looked vicious. In fact, Anila found that they were all rookies after a little observation. It hasn't been long since I have been in the business of robbing houses.But who would be willing to be a robber unless he was born a lazy person?It must have encountered some major change, and had to fall into the bandit as a last resort.Such people, even if you let them go now, you are just letting them continue to be robbers in another place.

"Can I talk to them?" Anila asked.

Those people were temporarily locked up, and they all looked downcast and frowning, and one young man was teary and kept sniffing his nose.

"Cry, cry, cry! What's there to cry about?! I'll take care of the big things!" the bandit leader roared impatiently.

As a result, the young man began to cry loudly: "I, I just remembered that I have only been married for less than half a year, and my wife is still pregnant! What will they do if I die?"

"Okay, it's as if someone doesn't have a wife and children!" The bandit leader spat, but his face also revealed a look of distress.

"They are all married, so why would they do such a thing like licking blood?" Anila appeared without a sound.

The bandit leader looked up and found that it was the woman and elf who ruined their good deed that night, so he rolled his eyes angrily and ignored them.

"What did you do before?" Anila didn't care, and continued to ask.

Still ignore her.

"Then let me guess." Anila pondered, "I'm not familiar with your accent, so you shouldn't be from the north. Based on your appearance, you are from Rohan? A herdsman? A blacksmith? A fur trader? From you From your hands, you are more likely to be a blacksmith."

"...specially for nailing iron palms on horses." After a moment of silence, the bandit head spoke.

Anila nodded: "Why did you come to Iriador?"

"Plague." With those two simple words, Anila's expression suddenly became more serious than ever. "They're all dead. The young man who was fine in the morning became motionless at noon. In a blink of an eye, there were less than half of the people left in the whole village. The rest of the people fled desperately. Some people kept dying while fleeing along the way. There are dozens of us left..."

"Vala!" The village head was terrified, and he grabbed Anila and was about to run, "Let's leave quickly, who knows if these people will bring the plague to the village—"

"Those who are sick, what symptoms do they have?" Anila looked serious, but she didn't intend to leave.

"Suddenly had a high fever, vomiting, and swollen bodies... Some people even coughed up blood. Oh, yes, there were black and purple spots on the skin."

"The Black Death." Anila gasped, "When did the outbreak start? Where is the source? Does Edoras know about it?"

"I, I, I... I don't know." The man was stunned by Anila's series of questions, "But the plague broke out in our village a month ago."

"Which village are you from?"

The man spoke the name of a village on the west side of Rohan near Isengard.

"[Beep——]" Anila cursed secretly, hesitated for a while, and looked at the village chief, "Well, I have a merciless request..."

In the end, Anila reached an agreement with the village and those Rohanites. Anila taught the villagers how to prevent and treat the plague, and the village had to take in those Rohanites. way to get money.

"If any party violates the content of the agreement, go to the Dunedan tribe to find a ranger named Iluli or Godstrider to uphold justice." Anila said, "You may have heard of these two names. At that time, the way they deal with the problem may not be so gentle."

This is the only thing she can do as a ranger, she is not the queen of Gondor and Arnor after all.

"Velodys, you are really unequivocal in pushing the problem to Iluli and Godstrider." After leaving the village, Legolas half-jokingly said, "It seems that you are more familiar with them than I thought."

"Hmm..." Anila replied absently, "Well, Legolas, I think our route..."

"You want to go to Rohan again?" Having known Anila for such a long time, Legolas could see through the little girl in her heart at a glance.

"...Well." Anila rubbed her nose embarrassingly, trying to explain her motives to Legolas, "The plague is really terrible for humans, once it becomes contagious—"

"I see, let's go." To Anila's surprise, Legolas easily agreed this time.

"what?"

"It's useless even if I object? If you turn a blind eye to this kind of thing, then it's not the Velodis I know." Legolas chuckled, "Now that I think about it, I'm still very grateful to my father for letting me I will go to the Rangers of Númenor, or I would not ask you to be my guide."

"Um……"

"But why on earth did I go to Godwalker and Iluli? I still don't quite understand my father's intentions. He told me that the pair of siblings would become great people. Maybe that's why he wanted me to go to I know them, but to me, until now, those two people are just two names to me. If someone asks me who is the most powerful and greatest ranger in Middle-earth, then I will definitely tell him, it is Velodis you."

"That's because you don't know any other rangers besides me..."

"No, that feeling is different." Legolas frowned slightly seriously, thinking seriously, "Velodys, you will never be that kind of mediocre person, if all the rangers of Numenor I'm all like you, so I can't even imagine what the world will be like. When I'm with you, time always seems to pass quickly. Recently, I often forget that I'm going to find Iluli and Shenxing As a guest, I think I should have traveled all over Middle-earth with you to fight for righteousness. This is much more interesting and meaningful than going to the pair of Vala who didn't know where they are. Let Iluli and God To hell with travellers!"

"..." Sure enough, because I couldn't find anyone for too long, did I start to have resentment?

But Legolas is so emotional now that he can't stop at all: "Wailodis, just wait and see! Maybe you are just an ordinary pawn now, but one day, your name will be better than Iluli and Shenxing. The guest should be louder!"

Ah... so how the hell am I going to tell him that Velodis and Iluri are actually one person?Anila fell into a deep depression.

Your Majesty Thranduil, you have tricked me to death!

Unlike the previous relaxed and leisurely journey, Anila and Legolas traveled fast this time and crossed the Rohan Pass in less than a week. If Anila hadn't stopped from time to time to pick herbs used to treat the plague, They can go even faster.

The Rohan prairie is vast and sparsely populated, and there is no one in sight. There are only patches of tender green pastures that are growing vigorously. If you don't really carelessly appreciate it, it is indeed a very refreshing sight.

Anila and Legolas galloped all the way south, the air seemed to be getting thicker and heavier, and it was overwhelming. Anila, who was always talkative, was almost speechless this time. Legolas watched Anila looked like she didn't know what to say, and the two of them were silent all the way, only hearing the monotonous rattling sound of the horse's hooves, kicking up bursts of sand.

The first prelude to the death ahead was the distant cries of vultures and crows. These carrion birds gathered together like dark clouds, which was not a good omen.

"Iluvita..." Anila sighed softly, urging the horse to speed up.

"Velodys..." Legolas was a little worried, but he could only keep up with Anila.

At last they saw the first man who entered the territory of Rohan, lying face down on the ground, motionless.

Anila reined in, dismounted and walked over, reaching out to help the man.

"Velodys!" Legolas quickly grabbed her hand.

"What are you doing?" Anila's face turned pale, looking very ugly.

"The disease is contagious, isn't it?" said Legolas. "Is it all right if you just touch him?"

"If I was afraid of getting infected, I might as well not have come here in the first place," Anila said, with a slightly aggressive tone.

"No, I mean, I will," said Legolas. "Elves are not contagious."

Anila was silent for a few seconds, brushing away the broken hair beside her face: "Sorry."

Legolas shook his head and gently turned the man over.

What Anila and Legolas saw was a terrifying face, with bulging eyes, blood from the mouth and nose, and black spots on the face and neck.

"He is dead." Legolas stood up and read a few words of eulogy softly.

"...Let's go." Anila simply said two words, got on the horse, and rushed out.

"Hey, Velodis! Wait for me!" Legolas quickly mounted his horse and chased after him.

Along the road, at the beginning, only people in twos and threes could be seen, and later, there were a large number of dead people and livestock, covering the road, like a flowing scroll of death, some corpses were incomplete, missing eyes or toes, It was the work of vultures and crows.

Anila insisted on confirming the life and death of everyone, and Legolas followed her to confirm the life and death of those corpses one by one, even though he felt that those people had already stopped breathing.

Looking at those dead people, Legolas felt uncomfortable. Many corpses even maintained the posture of fleeing. Some died suddenly while running, and some fell from the horse, and their eyes were full of death. Fear and the last hope for life.

How fragile human beings are, he couldn't help sighing in his heart, not to mention the short life span, and the many diseases and disasters.

This is not the first time he has expressed this kind of exclamation. Anila also told him about human diseases before, and he felt that way at that time. The scene of hell still shocked the elves greatly.

What about Anila?No matter how powerful and omnipotent she is in the eyes of Legolas, one thing cannot be denied - she is a human being.

Anila is just an ordinary human with a short lifespan who will be killed by diseases.

No matter how much Legolas protects her now and tries his best to prevent her from touching anything that might be infected with the plague, this is only temporary. They will continue to move forward, going deeper and deeper into the infected area, and Anila will Treating those who were sick but not dead, how could he protect her then?

This emotion reached its peak after he witnessed the entire death process of a young girl.

It was supposed to be a young and beautiful girl with blond hair and blue eyes, high nose and deep eyes, but when Anila and Legolas found her, she was already dying, and her fair skin was covered with large dark spots. Her lips were stained red with blood, her eyes were dazed and out of focus.

Anila tried her best to save the girl, but it was too late, the plague broke out too fast, and the eyes lost their luster forever after all.

Anila covered her face, knelt down in front of the dead girl, and didn't speak for a long time.

Legolas also stood beside her silently.

Will Anila become like this?Will her eyes become glassy green beads?Will her sweet smile be replaced by such a horrible death?Would she also turn into a cold corpse, unable to speak cheerful witticisms, to gallop with him across the spring fields?

"Continue on the road." After a long time, Anila finally stood up with a haggard face and a hoarse voice.

Legolas didn't answer, and didn't move.

"Legolas?"

"Come back to Mirkwood with me."

"what?"

"There is no plague in Mirkwood, and there are no other diseases. You can live there for a lifetime without disease and worry." Legolas grabbed Anila's hand, "Velodys, come back to the jungle with me, you will Received the most thoughtful courtesy and warmest hospitality from the woodland elves."

Anila stared blankly at Legolas, as if she couldn't understand what he said, after a while, she slowly shook her head.

"I appreciate your kindness, Legolas, but I am sorry to refuse."