Chapter 237 (2/2)
In the small ruins, several soldiers shot with bows and arrows. Suddenly, four or five orcs rushed to the opposite in the fog were immediately shot to the ground.
At this time, faramir's figure appeared around.
”Faramir...”
When the middle-aged soldier leader saw you, faramir immediately came forward and said, ”the soldiers are very dead and injured. We can't support it any more.”
Faramir is preparing to speak.
Just then.
”Ah...”
A shrill and harsh sound, like the sound of sharp nails scraping on the blackboard, was magnified countless times, and a disgusting sound suddenly sounded over osjilias.
At this moment, all the Gondor soldiers in the ruins couldn't help looking painful and reaching out to cover their ears.
Then.
In the sight of the living Gondor soldiers, a huge and ferocious beast is flying over the ruins of osjilias. On the back of the ferocious beast is sitting an evil figure nazgul (ring spirit) shrouded in black robes.
”No, here comes nzgul...”
”Retreat, tell all the soldiers to retreat!”
”We're going to retreat to Minas tiris.”
”Go and inform all the soldiers!”
”Come on, come on!”
Faramir looked at the nightmarish figure in the air and immediately shouted at the middle-aged leader in front of him and the soldiers around him.
Not long.
A large group of Gondor soldiers rushed out of the ruins of the old capital of osjilias.
Some rode horses, some couldn't find horses and ran wildly on foot.
All the Gondor soldiers were running and retreating to Minas tiris, the huge and great ”white city” far behind.
”Here comes nazgul!”
”Run!”
”Come on...”
The gundor soldiers led by faramir were determined to withdraw.
The orcs were busy occupying osgillias and couldn't catch up with the retreating soldiers.
But riding on the flying evil monsters, the ring spirits did not intend to let these human soldiers go.
See the human soldiers retreat.
The ring spirits immediately chased up on huge and fast flying monsters.
”Ah...”
The extremely harsh scream continued.
The soldiers who tried to escape could only cover their ears, looked nervous and frightened, and fled to the front in great embarrassment.
But how fast the ferocious beast is.
Quickly flew over the fleeing human soldiers, just a dive.
Next second.
Immediately, several human soldiers, including men and horses, were overturned and torn to pieces by ferocious beasts.
”Ah ah...”
”Run...”
”Help me... Help me...”
Nazgul kept diving.
Below, people screamed and screamed.
Several ring spirits rode on the ferocious beast and wantonly hunted and killed the Gondor soldiers below.
The retreating soldiers had little power to fight back.
Just then.
The side door of Minas tiris, the king capital in the distance ahead.
A white horse with white clothes, white beard and white hair rushed out of the king's capital and rushed to the extremely dangerous fugitive troops in the distance ahead.
A traitor in such a dangerous situation.
Immediately attracted the attention of many soldiers and peace people who were worried about the fleeing soldiers on the vast plain ahead on the high wall of Minas tiris.
”Look, it's the White Knight...”
”The white knight is helping the soldiers...”
”That's great...”
In the cheers of the people on the wall of Baicheng.
Gandalf, the white knight, held up the dazzling light of the staff and rushed retrogradely to the roaring monsters and evil ring spirits.
For a while.
casts a thousand beams.
......
In an hour.
Minas tiris is the highest level in the palace hall.
The current ruling prime minister, Denethor, sat on the bench under the dusty King's throne and looked at his son faramir, who was wounded, tired and embarrassed.
”I'll give you osgillias, and you'll abandon it?” asked Denethor impolitely.
”There are so many orcs that even nazgul has appeared...”
”I really can't keep it...”
”This is my honest choice based on my judgment at that time.”
Faramir said so.
Select as it is
”Hum...”
”Then you let the ring of strength be sent to modo!”
”Let a weak and ignorant halfling take them on the journey of death, and don't bring the ring back to me. Is this your choice after judgment?”
”Tell me!”
Denethor looked angrily at the little son who had been disobedient since childhood and liked to sing against himself. His face was full of anger and asked again.
”Yes, it was my choice after judgment...”
Faramir said truthfully again.
”Oh...”
”You can never compare with your brother...”
”Bolomir will remember his father's needs...”
”I know you always wanted me to be in bed now, not my brother...”
”You're right...”
In the face of his youngest son's sad words, Denethor whispered and looked very cold: ”I really think so.”
The voice fell.
For a while.
The whole hall became extremely silent and depressed.
before long.
The hall door was knocked again.
Soon, the attendants with Gandalf in a white robe and several warrior leaders entered the hall.
Sitting on the bench, Denethor looked at his little son and said again, ”oskilias is an important defense outside us, and it is also the place where your brother has been stationed for many years...”
”What do you want me to do?”
Faramir asked simply.
”We must not retreat and let the Anduin and pelano plains out.”
”So...”
Denethor looked at his little son with a gloomy face and said again, ”osgillias must be taken back!”
Faramir said without hesitation, ”it's hard to get osjilias back!”
”Then find a way...”
Denethor just glanced at his son in front of him, looked at the approaching people and continued to think to himself, ”war is always dangerous.”
”You guys, who has the courage to recapture osgillias for me?”
Said Denethor, looking at the leaders ahead.
But let these people sit on pins and needles immediately.
Gandalf listened to the words of Denethor, and finally understood that the rumor that the ruling prime minister did not like his youngest son was true.
The hall was silent.
After a while, faramir whispered again, ”I'll go.”
”If I could come back...”
”Father, please change your view of me...”
Faramir whispered, turned and walked out of the hall step by step.
afternoon.
Dark clouds from moldo cover the sky.
In front of the gate of Minas tiris.
Armed and tired, faramir led a group of Gondor soldiers to stand in front of the gate again.
Finally, the gate was slowly opened.
Faramir took the lead, took the soldiers behind him, and rushed closer and closer to the distance. The endless Orc army rushed forward.
In half an hour.
Except for a horse dragging a bloody body back to the gate of white city, all the other Gondor soldiers who attacked were destroyed.
In an hour.
On the vast plains of pelano.
Countless, dense and countless orcs have steadily stood in front of the white city of Minas tiris.
War is imminent.