XLVII. Secret mercy

"Bring your mask and hat in the future, I don't want to be affected by the content about you. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info "He grabbed a saber and fled.

Of course, Vernore would not have known that the King of the Woodlands had planned to see him again. She solemnly put on her bib and hood, and began to help Elrond pack her medicine box. When all the messy items were neatly placed in the medicine box, several soldiers walked in after asking for instructions. "Your Majesty said that he would move his usual things to the front line, and ask the adviser to help sort it out."

Does the king guard the country? He's only 200 years old! Vernor's heart couldn't help but be touched. When she was about to deliver it herself, the soldier told her that the deer was on its way to the High King.

Sure enough, he is a great elf king, and he has only been 200 years old and already knows how to use politics for show. In this way, when the equipment given by the dwarves was divided, I had already thought about what to do next? Vernoll patted the bandaged package, reassuring the soldier and plunged into the memories of the past with a hint of regret. Discovering the joy of this time by reminiscing about the pain is one of the reasons why Vernoll will never fall.

This siege is a three-force tactic, with each kingdom having a communications corps at a garrison outside of itself to facilitate communication in battle. While Devon was still preparing to send the deer guard of honor, the news that the king of the forest was going to give the deer to him had already reached the ears of the High King Gilgarad. Not only did he know that the deer would come into his hands, but he also knew that King Arnor and Anarion, the leader of Noumenor, would receive gifts.

"This clever boy is just like his father!" The High King Gilgalad glared at Isild, the son of the Dome Deer, who was about to try it, but he was not willing to tell the truth for the time being and affect his son's good mood. "Why is it that what the father and son did obviously calculated me, I am still a little happy?" He took off his armor and changed into the most solemn dress.

Anyway, the combat pressure of our army is very small, so let's make a beautiful show together. But Thranduil, don't think it's going to be going well, boy. With a little joy, he told the soldiers, "When I met Dewen, I immediately led him quietly into the tent." Remember to bypass our army. ā€

Gilgalad's set-up was defeated by a noisy guard of honor that danced as it went. Gilgalad, who heard the noise from afar, said that it was not good, and when he opened the curtain, he saw that the honor guard led by Devin was surrounded by a deer with long red streamers tied all over their bodies, singing all the way. Not to mention that the deer was decorated as strangely as a human bride, just pulling the banner and shouting the honor guard, all the way attracted enough people who didn't know the truth to watch. The team didn't go in the direction of the Noldor army, but there were at least 50 Noldor elves among the onlookers. Gilgalad knew that within an hour, this scene would reach the ears of all the Noldor elves.

"Isilde, stop fiddling with those useless things. Hurry up and straighten out your clothes, and follow me to see Dewen. ā€

Isild jumped up from his chair with joy, blinked his beautiful eyes, and asked, "Father, may I beg you to give me the deer?" ā€

"I'd like to!" The corners of Gilgalad's mouth twitched twice, and he grabbed it fiercely and stood up. "Later, you can be smarter and see how your father does it. I shouldn't have received that gear at the time...... Forget it, anyway, this game is not just cheap, that noble, cold and calculating kid. ā€

Twenty minutes later, Gilgalad, dressed in a ceremonial dress, met with the deer delivery team in front of the Noldor army. In a graceful and decent manner, he said in front of all the soldiers, "The soul of the forest should be controlled by the king of the forest, and the Noldor will not accept any gifts from the woodland kingdom after receiving the equipment that has been gifted." ā€

This sentence made all the Noldor elves feel proud and proud.

Dewen smiled and half-knelt to salute, but he had no intention of leaving at all. Gilgalad glanced at his son and said fiercely: "Not only that, but in order to defend freedom and express gratitude, I intend to send my son Isild and Herald Herrond with 10,000 soldiers to support the Battle of Hermon while the war is going well here. I wonder if the king of the woodland will be happy to receive this batch of troops temporarily? ā€

Dewen blurted out, "Of course I do." What's not to like about this? Seeing that the corners of Gilgalad's mouth were twitching, Devin coughed and replied solemnly, "On behalf of the King of the Woodlands, I thank you for your generosity. Your noble deeds in warfare, regardless of kingdom or race, will surely be the foundation of the victory of the Last Alliance. ā€

The deeds of the High King reached the ears of all the last allies, and received the highest praise. The other two bitter lords, King Arnol, and the leader of Nomenor, Anarion, could only put down the treasures they had already received and make a righteous declaration in front of all their subjects. Of course, I had to endure the great pain in my heart and send some troops to Heimen. Afterwards, they comforted themselves that although there was a loss in this incident, they finally raised their image in front of all living beings to a higher level.

With the statement of the High King in the past, and the followers of King Arnor and the leader of Nomenor, although the Lorin Elves and the Dwarven Kingdom did not receive the gifts, they no longer meant that they were one step behind in spirit. The various factions began to count soldiers and reorganize their armies in support of the Battle of the Black Gate, and Devon, who did not serve the army, was temporarily left in the Noldor barracks.

"Anyway, there is still no movement from the Black Gate, you can go back in two days with all the soldiers sent to support. It takes at least a day to mobilize soldiers and match supplies. The High King turned the Wind Ring in his hand, Villiah, and said in a soft voice, "I agree with your king, and the fact that the Black Gate has not made any movement for several months indicates that the war will be extremely dangerous...... Isild is still young, but as Crown Prince Noldor he has to grow through risk. Now, in my own name, I ask Lord Devin to take care of him for me. ā€

"I assure you as an individual that I will treat your son Isild as I would treat the king of the woodlands." Devin made a standard prostration to the High King.

Thranduil guessed that this show would get an unexpected gift, but he didn't expect that the number of troops he could control would be doubled in the Black Gate. At this time, he had no idea the final result, and he was frowning and observing the deep pit on the ground.

It is necessary to see the depth of the bottom with the help of sunlight, enough to swallow the width of a carriage, and the passage that has been reserved. Thranduil turned his head and said, "Well done Miranda, do you want any reward?" Thinking of her past with Miranda, Thranduil couldn't help but chuckle. You won't want to think about a kiss again, will you? The king's kiss is not something to be given. ā€