In Thranduil's opinion, it couldn't be more suitable! In the midst of a crowded battlefield of military uniforms, only he could stand out so much, ensuring that the orc leader Hammidon would be able to notice him. www.biquge.infoKilling the orcs that Hammidon could see with his bow and arrows every day would inevitably make Hammidon extremely angry with himself. His actions during this period did play a role, and although Hammidon had not yet entered the range of the bow and arrows during the battle, the distance was getting closer and closer. Thranduil believed that it would not be long before Hamilton would be tempted by himself to stand in the position he had chosen. And then......

Isn't it time to prepare some beautiful ribbons to tie up the lively Hammidon into a beautiful gift?

Thranduil jumped into the deer, and quickly returned to the camp with a smile that would suffocate all the creatures—it was the day the woodland advisor returned to report on his duties.

The king of the woodlands did not wait for a day for his advisors.

After repeatedly sending his soldiers to make sure that Elrond did not bring his troops into battle, he called a few more soldiers to look for them in the camp where Vernorr might be. As a result, "The lord's soldiers are all there, but the advisor is not seen." ”

Yes, how could a soldier alone find Vernor, with his veil and scarf? Thranduil tilted his head and reminded, "You can't have lost sight of the saber in the woodland, have you? ”

The soldiers looked at each other and replied respectfully, "Not really." I heard that some of the soldiers under the lord's command have been transferred to Prince Noldor's cavalry, and perhaps the advisor has also been transferred......"

Isild's cavalry team, Thranduil, picked up his saber hanging from the side and rushed out of the camp. He was quite sure that the arrangement he had heard at the war meeting yesterday was that Isild was to lead the cavalry to break up the enemy's main force today. At that time, he thought that this arrangement was very strange, that the High King would be willing to let his only son do such a dangerous thing, and now he had only one thought—that Vernoel was dangerous!

Although the Noldor Cavalry, due to their affiliation with the High King and the Noldor Prince, had the best equipment in the entire army. But the cavalry team with only a few thousand numbers has to break up tens of thousands of enemies, and no amount of equipment can disintegrate the danger. The Elven King, who had never officially fought since the Battle of the Black Gate, returned the moment he felt the cold wind. He stood where he was, turning his head to the soldiers behind him, and shouted, "Bring me my forehead ornament and armor." ”

When the soldier carefully placed the diamond forehead ornament on his forehead, Thranduil immediately noticed that something was wrong. Why is it that the forehead ornament that used to feel heavy on the belt is now much lighter than expected? Even if you haven't used this forehead ornament for several years, you shouldn't be able to go wrong with your feelings.

He furrowed his brow and asked before issuing the battle order, "Why did the forehead ornament become lighter?"

This problem succeeded in delaying the issuance of the battle order and allowing the final alliance to pass by the unimaginable crisis of power shock.

"It was a few years ago that the consultant told me that white gold, in addition to diamonds, was replaced by a lighter material. Seeing that the elf king was slightly stunned, the soldier whose heartbeat couldn't stop speeding up hurriedly explained: "Replaced with white gold produced by Erpol, which is lighter in density." This material is only inferior to Mithril, and I heard that the processing fee and the material fee are added together, which gives Edmund a headache for several days. ”

What's a headache about this!

Thranduil waved his hand to stop the soldier from speaking, concentrating on the battle order, when a dense sound of horses' hooves disturbed his train of thought.

There were no cavalry in the woodland kingdom, and the sound of horses' hooves was most likely the Noldor cavalry led by Isild! On the horse at the front, a female elf dressed as a Noldor elf and wearing a black veil waved the silver mask in her hand.

Upon reaching the front, the elf almost jumped off her horse and eagerly grabbed his arm. She glanced at the headdress on the Elven King's forehead and knew that her guess was correct. Hurriedly stepped forward and lowered his tone a little: "I don't have much time. Go back to your king's tent and say. ”

Before entering the tent, Thranduil looked suspiciously at the dozen or so Noldor cavalrymen who had been following in front of the tent, and said in an unquestioning voice to the wood elf soldiers stationed at the tent, "Let them stay away from my tent!"

He had never seen Vernor's look so eager. The veiled Vernoll almost rushed over and clasped his strong arms tightly, "Your Majesty, no matter how angry you are, you must not have any conflict with Noldor or the High King. Can you promise me?"

"What the hell is going on?" Thranduil nodded before he could ask. Looking at Vernor, whose arms were still tied with thick gauze, the armor on his chest was blood-red, and his face was full of exhaustion, Thranduil only felt that his heart was pinched hard. "You should go and rest. I'll talk about that tomorrow. ”

"I'm going back soon. Holding the opponent's arm with more force, and making sure that Thrandil could not be freed for a while, Vernorr said quietly: "The High King has incorporated me into the cavalry of Isild...... The fighting is fierce, and you may not be able to return on time. ”

Maybe you can no longer be a citizen of the woodland......

She could have put it more tactfully. But how long can she be tactful? It wasn't hard for Thranduil to get this information, and God knows what he would do if he found out?And she could already guess a little bit of the High King's subsequent arrangement, and even more so how angry Thranduil would be when he found out.

It seemed that there were more than ten seconds of sluggishness, accompanied by a roar of "why did he arrange you without my consent", and the arm that was held to the death really began to fight fiercely to get out of control. When Vernoll found that he could no longer control this power with his hands alone, he could only wrap his arms around him. This action succeeded in weakening her strength for a moment, and also gave her enough time to speak.

"Thranduil, calm down and listen to me!" she looked up slightly at her ice-blue eyes burning with anger, and said word by word, "I am in the Noldor camp, and naturally I am the soldier there." You should know what the consequences of a conflict with the High King over the transfer of a soldier!"

In fact, Vernorr didn't say it, and Thranduil also knew what it meant to have a head-on conflict with the High King. The Woodland Kingdom will lose the security it has painstakingly attached to the balance of power of the Last Alliance, and will be seen as having no regard for the bigger picture. The human kingdom that has been targeted can take the opportunity to launch a brazen counterattack against the woodlands. It may not only be humans, but the dwarves and even the Nomenorian army have a legitimate excuse to seek some power outside of the war.