"No, no, no. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info You said it too well. Thranduil straightened his expression with great speed, tilting his head sideways and raising the corner of his eye towards Essidor. "There are some things I have to say. It's about the arrangement of the woodland king division after the expulsion of the Black Gate. ”

He changed his fierce eyes to sweep at every living being, and the meaning of grandeur filled his tone. "I'm sure everyone knows how difficult this war is. After the completion of the expulsion battle, all enemy supplies of the Black Gate are expected to be owned by the Woodland Kingdom. After the war, in terms of strength and materials, it was difficult for the Woodland Kingdom to complete the front-line combat mission in a short period of time, hoping to let us take a back seat and get a chance to recuperate. ”

No living creature believed that after the orc wall was torn down, there would still be a woodland king. Naturally, all living beings responded in one bite. The Human Emperor Elendil took the opportunity to stand up and say that as long as the enemy began to evacuate the Black Gate, the reinforcements would be solely responsible for the process of driving them to Balard, and the Woodland Kingdom would only need to sort out the loot in place. At this moment, the leaders of all the camps finally felt a trace of guilt. With the mentality that if they agreed anyway, they would agree in vain, and at the suggestion of the High King, they did not hesitate to write the promise on the official document, and after stamping the highest badges of all the camps, they respectfully sent it to the Elven King.

Thrandil, whose wishes had been granted, was about to leave when the High King Gilgalad walked to his side. "From now on, the names of you and your father will change in the mouths of other creatures. You will no longer be called the son of Orifer, and your father will be called the father of Thrandil. ”

"It's just a name, you're exalting me too much. Thranduil flicked the official document in his hand and said to the High King sincerely: "I hope you will forgive me for starting a bet with Icild...... Anyway, thank you for everything you did for me. If I can come back, I would like to thank you personally. ”

The High King stretched out a finger and gently placed it on the official document, and said meaningfully, "Although I don't know your cloth family, I sense that you are not completely unsure about this war. Hopefully, this piece of paper can do a real job and not turn into a piece of waste paper. ”

He turned back into the "Farewell Farewell" procession and disappeared into the Black Gate at breakneck speed. According to the original plan, the orc barrier of the Black Gate will be torn down before the sun sets, and all living beings know that it will not take a moment after the collapse to open the Black Gate, which has been closed for several days. Under the cover of darkness, the strong orcs who no longer have to face the obstruction will pour out of their nests and set foot on the area.

On the way back to the king's tent, Thranduil raised an eyebrow at Isild, "Why don't you leave? I heard that the reinforcements are not under your control, do you want to watch the elven king die here?"

Without waiting for Isild to answer, he raised his hand and summoned all the cavalry that could be called. Looking at the Noldor cavalry, whose horses were tightly covered with armor, Isild made a swallowing motion. What the hell is this guy going to do? The armor of the horses was obviously taken from the soldiers, and according to the current material situation, there are many soldiers who don't even have armor to wear?

Not only that, but the Elven King may have dismantled all the carriages. Isild saw bundles of wheels being moved here. Before digesting everything in front of them, a group of forest spirits dressed in civilian clothes and holding thick ropes in their hands were in place. They fastened the ropes that were attached to their bodies carefully and firmly to the horses.

"It's better for you to stay here and see the farce or tactics that are about to play out for a while. Glancing at the slowly setting sun, Thranduil turned over and ran back to the king's tent. In front of the tent door, the lightly armed elf warrior who had been waiting for a long time picked up her twin blades and sat firmly behind him.

Thranduil turned to look at her and said in a soft voice, "Remember what we discussed?"

"Hmm. Vernore nodded, and began to pull on his wide cloak. "I will never show my face until I am in front of the leader of the strong orcs. Rest assured, your cloak is enough to cover me. As soon as she said that, her whole body was covered under a wide cloak, and if you didn't look closely, you would have thought that there was only one elf sitting on the deer. There was an indescribable dullness in the voice coming through the cloak, but the joy in his tone was observed by Thranduil.

"Killing the orc leader won't change the outcome of the war, but I'm happy to do it. Belch...... I'll have to step on the leader's head later. ”

Knowing that Vernorr had chosen to fight with the determination to die, Thranduil felt empowered. He replied with a smile, "Maybe it's more than that, maybe you can also see fun games." With a slight movement of his feet, the deer spread its hooves and ran towards the wall.

Thranduil took advantage of the short gap between the enemy and the Oldor cavalry after the wall was toppled to get the woodland soldiers and the Noldor cavalry moving. From the time he gave the order until the soldier and knight cooperated, Vernor, who was hiding in a heavy cloak, had no idea what was happening. She clutched the edge of her cloak in her hands and curled up, making sure not to expose herself.

When the door of the Black Gate opened, and the first orcs rushed with a shout, Thranduil looked at everything in front of him with satisfaction, and stretched out a hand to help the elf behind him.

"Only we alone rushed past the ranks of the strong orcs. You have to hide yourself along the way. ”

"You're still worried about whether you'll be able to find the location of the leader of the strong orcs. The voice was so joyful that it looked like he was going to a grand banquet, with a hint of mischievousness. "Don't worry about me. I'm definitely up to the role of 'Hidden Weapon'. ”

With such a female elf sitting behind her, Thranduil felt that there was nothing to regret even if the adventure was lost. He lowered his head slightly to let the soldier sense the command to advance, and at the same time as he manipulated the deer on his toes to rush into the tide of strong orcs.

As a product of Sauron's creation, ordinary orcs only have the mindset of killing their enemies, which makes their leaders only need to know how to give simple battle orders, and most of the time the orders are as simple as three words - kill, kill, kill. However, considering that anything can happen on the battlefield, Sauron gave it a not-so-bad head when he created the strong orc leader. Therefore, when the leader of the strong orcs saw that the wall that was hindering the attack was overthrown, he immediately reached an agreement with the leaders of the other races - not even using bows and arrows, let the 300,000 strong orcs rush straight out, and the other factions followed to complete the replenishment and cleanup.