The Heavens: I stopped being a human being from Storm Scarlet

Chapter 255 Borrowing a Sword to Kill a Dragon, Shocking Gondor

In the palace at the top of the White City, Prime Minister Denethor, the supreme ruler of the Kingdom of Gondor, greeted Saruman in person.

"Sir, who hurt you like this?" He asked cautiously and angrily.

While eating and drinking, Saruman mournfully said, "It is Smaug, the skeletal dragon. Under the orders of Sauron, the Dark Lord, he not only destroyed Isengard, but also threatened to destroy Gondor and Rohan. It took a lot of hard work to save a life, just to inform you to prepare early."

As he spoke, he pretended to cough up a mouthful of blood.

The former proud leader of the Baidao Society, now under the torture of Chu Xin and the temptation of the Lord of the Rings, has gradually become sinister and shameful.

Hearing this, the hall was completely silent.

The prime minister and his son looked at each other, and all the civil and military officials also looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Smaug, who had been dead for a long time, was indeed resurrected by Sauron! Those ugly dark creatures are always working together, full of snakes and rats!" Denethor immediately scolded angrily, and cursed with a series of swear words.

"Smaug, as Sauron's pawn this time, will wreak havoc on all the nations of Middle-earth and pave the way for the all-out invasion of the Mordor army. At that time, the eastern defense line of Gondor will collapse." Saruman said calmly, although He really wanted to give the prime minister a magic wand, but he held back.

"In this case, we must be prepared, otherwise we will be caught off guard by Smaug." Boromir said solemnly.

Saruman paused, but did not tell Chu Xin that he had mastered the Supreme Lord of the Rings. The fewer people who knew about it, the better.

And his move to kill the dragon with a sword is extremely vicious. Whether Gondor is destroyed, Chu Xin is slaughtered, or both are injured, it will not do him any harm to Saruman.

"Smaug must die. If he returns to Mordor, the army of darkness led by him will surely penetrate deep into the hinterland of Gondor, and by then it will be too late!" Saruman said to Denethor in a deep voice. .

Boromir thought it was reasonable, and immediately knelt down on one knee towards Denethor, and said sincerely, "Father, for the safety of the people of Gondor, please let me lead the army to kill the skeleton dragon!"

Ever since, Denethor immediately issued the highest order.

With Boromir as the general, a total of 2000 elite warriors and archers were selected from various barracks, equipped with weapons and equipment produced by Gushan, and established a dragon-slaying army with strong comprehensive quality!

And Saruman, who was in the way, began to watch the fire from the other side, recuperating his wounds with delicious food and drink in the palace, and planned the next steps, making advance preparations for various possibilities to prevent accidents.

at the same time.

The Kingdom of River Valley welcomes a group of travel-worn guests.

The city gate opened, and the soldiers on both sides looked curiously at the leading gray-robed wizard, but it was the two hundred black-robed men who followed him that made their hearts tremble even more.

The mysterious dress does not reveal a single bit of skin, and everyone's entire cheeks are hidden in the huge hood. Although they all look very thin, the cold and murderous aura they exude is real, as if they came back from hell of soldiers.

"Gandalf! Haven't we seen each other for four years? How time flies, your appearance hasn't changed at all~"

At this time, Brand, the king of the Valley State, appeared at a quick pace with enthusiasm.

"Your boy is much stronger, and he looks more and more like your grandfather Bud." Gandalf smashed his pipe and laughed.

The skeleton general at the back and the female adjutant looked at each other tacitly. No wonder his own king called Gandalf the number one courtesan in Middle-earth.

"These are?" Brand looked at the Skeleton Legion suspiciously, his brows frowned at the iron-blooded killing spirit, and he was sure that these people were definitely not simple.

"Oh, my friend's guys, I came here this time to take them to the Lonely Mountain to place an order." Gandalf explained indifferently.

"So I was going to the Lonely Mountain," Brand nodded. "But the Lonely Mountain has been heavily guarded recently. You should know that Smaug was resurrected in the form of a skeleton, causing panic."

"You mean Smaug? It's nothing. It has nothing to do with what it used to be. It is no longer our enemy, and I happen to have a little friendship with him." Gandalf replied casually.

"So that's it, it's already... huh? I didn't hear what you said just now!" Brand asked in amazement.

Not only him, but all the residents of the valley state around him widened their wings and rubbed their ears, thinking that they had hallucinations, but these words came from the mouth of the gray-robed wizard Gandalf, but they had to be convincing. Just a mind full of question marks.

"Don't worry, as long as you don't take the initiative to provoke, Smaug will most likely not regard you as an enemy." Gandalf took another puff of tobacco.

Although it was difficult to accept this outrageous development for a while, Brand still fulfilled the friendship of the landlord.

He arranged a reception banquet, of course, in the end only Gandalf was present, and General Skeleton and others rested early in a large warehouse.

Gandalf ate his supper briefly, made up his tobacco rations, and went to bed too.

In the early morning of the next day, they took advantage of the lack of people on the street and quickly left from the back city gate, heading towards the lonely mountain not far away along the hillside.

On the tallest spire in the Valley State.

"Brand, there is something wrong with those soldiers," the military adviser wearing gold-rimmed glasses said in a low voice, "I happened to see the palm of one of them last night. There was no flesh and blood. It was a skeleton."

"What?!" Brand was startled, but he gradually felt relieved when he thought that Gandalf was the leader.

"I guess they are the ones Gandalf wants to help, but I also have a bold guess that it is worth him coming to the Lonely Mountain to plead for mercy." The military adviser said slowly.

"Smaug~ The skeletal dragon and the skeleton army are very logical," Brand pursed his lips, then shook his head and said, "Forget it, Gandalf has his own judgment, why should we try to figure out his mind."

"I'm even more curious about how the Lonely Mountain will react. After all, Ironfoot Dyne's temper is well known." The military adviser smiled.

"Through these years, the three of us have been friends. With Thranduil's running-in, Dyne's bad temper has improved a lot. I heard that the former Lone Mountain dwarves can't be offended." Brand said.

……

Buzz!

The golden stone gate of the Lonely Mountain Kingdom opened.

"My dear old friend Gandalf, long time no see!"

Iron Foot Dai Yin's rough and heroic voice exploded from the depths of the cave, and a short and sturdy figure walked over excitedly.

In the mountain kingdom behind him, there are always dull loud noises. The heavy smelting industry is in continuous operation. The hot flames melt the metal, and the craftsmen with a clear division of labor are constantly making war supplies.

Moreover, Gandalf and the others found many well-deployed anti-aircraft weapons on the way up the mountain. Various giant crossbows, trebuchets emerged in endlessly, and even shooting guns capable of firing giant iron nets.

Obviously, the Gushan Kingdom has made sufficient preparations to fight against and resist Chu Xin. Every dwarf is in a state of passion, as if he has been injected with chicken blood.

Ironfoot Dyne warmly entertained Gandalf and his party.

After all, Gandalf helped the dwarves a lot back then. Without his help, it would be difficult for the dwarves of Lone Mountain to make a comeback, let alone restore their former glory.

Therefore, the dwarves are full of respect and awe for Gandalf. They have always been stubborn and difficult to accept other people's opinions, but Gandalf is an exception.

In short, Chu Xin asked Gandalf to help him not just casually, but with a basis.

In the spacious but rough-painted hall, there are rock murals decorated with various diamonds, gold and silver. The sunlight from the dome shines through the glass, rendering a rich and colorful luster.

At first glance, it looks like an ancient palace, but after careful observation, you will find that the gold thread under your feet is poured with pure gold. The plates on the long table are either exquisite jade or clear silver. Even the tables and chairs are of great value. Heavy ancient wood.

Anyway, one word stands out: We are rich!

Indeed, in terms of secular wealth in the entire Middle-earth, only dwarves and giant dragons can compete for the crown. Now that the dragon race is almost extinct with the exile of Morgoth, the dwarves naturally sit firmly in the first place.

As for the elves, although they don't have as many gold, silver and jewels as the dwarves, they have a strong foundation and possess many ancient treasures that cannot be valued.

"Hey Dyne, I'm here to order a batch of weapons and equipment from you. There are about 2000 sets." Gandalf said straight to the point while eating a steak.

"Then you have found the right person, is it Gondor who wants it?" Dyne gnawed a big ham boldly, and suddenly looked at the skeleton general and female adjutant beside Gandalf, "Why don't you two eat it?"

Faramir, who was sinking his head into eating, was taken aback for a moment before hesitating to speak.

General Skeleton glanced at Gandalf, and Gandalf nodded after thinking for two seconds.

So, the two slowly took off their hoods, revealing two scarred skulls.

For a moment, the table was silent, and the ham in Ironfoot Dyin's hand fell to the ground with a "bang", and everyone looked at them with dumbstruck eyes. The dwarf elders on the opposite side were even more startled, and their chairs fell backwards. on the ground.

"This order was placed by us. Because of its uniqueness, I hope you can customize it." General Skeleton was at least the former commander of the city defense force of the royal capital, and his manner of speaking was not bad at all.

After a while, Ironfoot Dyne exclaimed, "So it's an undead creature? Wait, two thousand sets, there are so many like you?"

He pondered for a while, then looked at Gandalf with a calm face, and said, "That's not a small amount. Everyone knows that the products produced by our dwarves are definitely high-quality products that cannot be sloppy. Two thousand sets of weapons and equipment~ Let me do the math." ~"

"Forget it, come with me." General Skeleton stood up.

Then, when everyone came outside, the general ordered his men to lift the cover and open all the boxes.

In an instant, the dazzling golden light illuminated the cavity where it was located, and it became resplendent immediately, and also illuminated the eyes of Ironfoot Dyne and other dwarves.

Just looking at the luster, Dyne knew that these were undoubtedly made of high-quality gold, and its quality was even far superior to most of the gold coins in the Lonely Mountain treasure house.

He stepped forward, picked up one and observed it carefully, and suddenly shouted, "Come here, all of you, the craftsmanship of this gold coin..."

Not long after, dozens of dwarf artisans gathered together, each holding a gold coin and looking at it carefully, especially the small and delicate dragon spine Gu relief on the side, which made these top masters amazed again and again.

"I want to know who made these gold coins that are a work of art!"

"It's simply a supernatural workmanship. If I retreat for a month, I may be able to hit one, but such a terrifying number, I can't imagine!"

"However, do you think the pattern on the front looks familiar?"

"Is this the bone of some creature?"

"The wings, tail and posture are really familiar!"

Suddenly, Dyne looked suspiciously at Gandalf and the skeleton army, and asked in a low voice, "Is this the resurrected Smaug? These skeletons are all Smaug's subordinates!"

"I never like to lie, and I don't want to lie to my sincere friends." Gandalf nodded a little tiredly, "But there are some misunderstandings that need to be clarified, so please listen to my explanation."

"I think, I really need a strong explanation." Dyne took a deep breath and did not get angry.

three days later.

Under the lonely mountain.

"Those dwarves are really stubborn. It's great to be friends with them, but it's a headache to talk about business and cooperation!" Gandalf complained.

The Skeleton General and Flemir behind him looked at each other, and they both agreed with each other. They have learned a lot in the past few days, and they can't help admiring Gandalf's patience and charm.

"But luckily Dyne Ironfoot is not a fool who knows nothing, and it took me a lot of saliva to finally agree to this." Gandalf smiled gratifiedly again, and said to the two, "you stay in the Lonely Mountain, When the delivery is complete, I will ship the things back, and my mission will be over."

"Master, where are you going?" Faramir asked.

"Me? I have so many things to do, I'm so busy that my head is getting dizzy, I count the time, yes, I should go to the valley." Gandalf waved his hand and strode forward.

……

At this moment, the king of Gondor is in deep panic.

Because Chu Xin found Saruman's hiding place - Baicheng through clues.

call!

When his huge skeletal body passed by the white city, whether it was a civilian or a soldier, the first reaction was a tremor from the soul.

"attack!"

It wasn't until Boromir gave a deafening roar that the Dragon Slayer Army slowed down, and then shot out giant crossbow bolts one after another.

However, Chu Xin just made a relaxed and comfortable slash, and all the crossbow arrows were intercepted, and the aftermath blasted on the city wall, leaving a shocking gap.

boom--

Chu Xin spewed out a mouthful of dragon flames towards the sky, and in a blink of an eye, they exploded continuously, forming a spectacular fire cloud, and the scalding heat wave swept across the city, completely defeating people's psychological defenses.

At this moment, Boromir realized how ridiculous the so-called Dragon Slayer Army was.

What if Chu Xin's mouth is not facing upwards, but downwards?

Baicheng will turn into a sea of ​​flames and purgatory in no time!

How can such a huge gap be bridged?

What's more, Gondor is no longer as strong as it used to be. In the long-term war with Mordor, the army is short of manpower and the supply of weapons and equipment is in short supply. It is extremely difficult to form such an elite dragon-slaying army.

The same desperate thoughts emerged in Prime Minister Denethor's heart. He looked up at the demon-like skeletal dragon, helpless.

"Call Saruman quickly, we cannot defeat it by ourselves." Denethor shouted.

"Your Excellency Saruman left early this morning and hasn't come back yet." A personal guard replied hesitantly.

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Denethor angrily reprimanded.

"Your Excellency Saruman specifically asked us not to worry, let us fight Smaug with all our strength, and he will come back soon with the dragon slaying technique." The personal guard replied categorically.

At this time, Chu Xin's majestic and deep voice spread throughout Baicheng: "Hand over Saruman, and I will not sow the fire of killing in Gondor!" (End of this chapter)