Ninety-two, a fall short (I)
After the soldiers who had arrived from the woodland barracks reported what they had seen in a trembling and frightened manner, the High King frowned, and stood up with his handrails in his arms. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoWhenever the High King starts pacing with his chin on his back, it means he's thinking about something. The Noldor Elves who came to report were so nervous that they couldn't even breathe carefully, for fear that the High King was thinking about how to punish himself for not completing his mission.
Fortunately, the High King just frowned and glared at him, raising his hand to tell him to stand down.
After letting the soldiers stationed outside the tent also withdraw a few dozen meters away, the High King, who had been suppressed for a long time, abandoned his usual elegance and quickly pulled out a number of papers full of elven characters from the bookcase with a savage action that an elven king should not have. This is information gathered over the past few years from the human kingdom, the dwarven kingdom, and even the mysterious eastern barbarian tribe about the past life of an elf. Judging from the information alone, this elf is indeed a very powerful existence. However, after several years of unsuccessful attempts, the High King was unable to connect the woodland advisors who were near the Noldor camp with the elves described in the message.
"Even if you know what you did in the woodland barracks. Anyway, let me prove it with my own eyes. The High King was so angry that he raised the paper in his hand and sat down on his throne with his forehead slumped. He began to recall the process of visiting in the past few years, trying to find a breakthrough.
Three years ago, the female elves who had been planted by the woodland advisor for two years had no gain, so he had no choice but to call the nurse of Princess Silvermoon. After listening to Princess Silvermoon crying about Avare's existing crisis, the woodland advisor didn't say a word, and turned around and asked the Elf King to call Isild there. After a turn, it was Isild who came running to ask for his idea. This move back punch is really beautiful.
Two years ago, he deliberately adjusted the formation so that the army under Elrond's command joined the front-line battle. The woodland advisors, who had been thought to be under Elrond's command, would definitely show off their Oriental Jiu-Jitsu when they were in danger. Unexpectedly, for a few years, the woodland advisor never showed a side that was different from other elven warriors. Even when the soldier deliberately avoided it, causing the strong orc to swing his knife directly in her chest, he only gritted his teeth and blocked it. Although he was shocked by the power of the strong orc, he vomited blood, but there was no wound on his body. (With Mithril armor to protect the body, the upper body can't stand the injury.) )
A year ago, the henchman who was sent to the woodland barracks finally got acquainted with a soldier in the tent. I thought that she would soon be able to find out how the forest consultant was doing, even if she only went back once a month to report on her work. Who knew that the forest adviser had never entered the account at all, and what he heard privately was that the forest officials all said, "Come to the account? Just kidding! The adviser is so busy helping the king to visit the children and the pregnant elves that he will not take the initiative or have time to participate in the proceedings." She was an advisor to the king, not to the state. ”
Do you have to take full faith in the information you heard, and refer her directly to Isild? No! This is not Gilgalad's style. The Supreme King, who has a foolproof style of doing things, must see something with his own eyes before he can act. He began to scan the objects around him aimlessly, and when he saw the dragon lin's shoulder pads, which were dusty and had been idle for half a year due to damage, Gilgalad's black eyes flashed.
"Knowing how to care and having a good heart is the most important thing. ”
Smirking proudly, the Supreme King took off the dragon lin's shoulder guard and blew away the floating dust on it. When he deliberately slowed down and finally put the completely unbuttoned shoulder pads on his shoulders so that they wouldn't fall off at the slightest move, he had already locked on the elves in the Noldor barracks who were most likely to have a close relationship with the woodland advisors.
I told me why Elrond's face was so strange when I met in the doctor's tent.
Pressing the unclaspable shoulder pads on his shoulders again, the High King walked briskly towards Elrond's medical tent.
Elrond felt a little strange when he saw the shoulder pads on the High King's shoulders.
He knew very well that his adoptive father was definitely not a pretending elf. Even if this war was fought until the treasury was empty, until the Noldor elves fed on plants, they often couldn't eat, and until the only son of the High King often wore an incomplete set of equipment, so that the High King could only use the dragon lin shoulder guards that were popular in Gondolin thousands of years ago.
Suspicious, Elrond tried to keep his movements as light as possible, and applied the ointment to the arm designated by the High King, which seemed to Elrond to be completely unharmed. Sure enough, I heard a "snap" - the broken shoulder pads tumbled from the shoulders to the ground unexpectedly.
The sound was not loud at all, but the shoulder guards on the High King's body were so broken that they could not be buckled and fell to the ground, and this shock caused all the other Noldor elves in the medical tent to be stunned on the spot. Elrond looked at the shoulder pads on the ground and smiled bitterly, although he didn't understand why the High King did this, but he knew that this scene had to be played. However, it was not him who opened the scene, but the High King.
"The rest of the equipment has been sent to the dwarves for maintenance, and it may take a few days to get it back. I'll just use this for a few days. As he spoke, the Supreme King bent down and reached out to pick up the shoulder pad with extremely slow movements, and deliberately complained: "Who knew that this thing had been left there for so long, and it was broken if it was not found." ”
It's my turn!" Elrond hurriedly spoke. "You have to fight every day, how can you use broken equipment, if you don't mind, use mine. ”
"How can this be done?" said the High King, walking over to the wooden cabinet where Elrond had placed his equipment, and removing the top shoulder pads. Before he forgot to place his broken shoulder pads on top, he pretended to be slightly sad and said, "Speaking of which, the dwarf's speed is really getting slower and slower now. Well, I'll pick it up again when the repaired equipment comes back in a few days. You won't be fighting for a few days, and the refills will arrive tomorrow. You should first give your soldiers a physical examination and send them the commonly used medicines first. I won't arrange for you to go to war in the next few days, so as not to have any accidents. ”
What else can Elrond say? can only respectfully send off the High King, and put an end to this farce that both protagonists know are acting. If the wise man had extra time, he could always figure out the High King's intentions, but the High King did not give him time to think. Gilgalad, who had walked out of the medical tent, immediately asked the soldiers to turn into the medical tent to find a doctor to get medicine or a medical examination. Two days later, the woodland advisor under Elrond's command naturally arrived.
After a brief greeting, Elrond was just about to hand her the medicine when the battle horn sounded.