Rivendell's battle report was only placed on Zhang Yao's desk the next morning.

Zhang Yao looked at the battle report, and he was not surprised by the news that Rivendell had been defeated. The defeat of Rivendell was only planned, and if Purdue Cihang couldn't take down the Three Elven Kings, that would be big news.

"Your Majesty, Wizard Gandalf is here!" A waiter belonging to Gondor walked into Zhang Yao's room and spoke respectfully.

Zhang Yao smiled slightly after hearing this, the battle report from the front line arrived at the same time as Gandalf, and he believed that this trip to Gondor should also draw a successful end.

"Send this letter to Dinethor!" Zhang Yao got up and walked out, handily throwing the envelope brought by the bat to the waiter.

The waiter hurriedly caught the codex, and this time the bat brought not only a clear detailed record, but also a ring of elves belonging to the elven king Kellerpeng.

The human and physical evidence had all been gathered, and there was not much left for Dinethor to choose from.

Surrender or death, this is not just a matter for Dinethor alone, but also for the whole of Gondor.

The form of the world is clear, and any resistance is like floating and shaking a tree. Although there has never been a shortage of ambitious people in the world, as long as they are not sober-minded, it is not difficult to see that the Rising Sun Empire is full of wings and has little time left for everyone. Of course, this time is not too late, not because the end of the world is coming, but because the transcendent status of the major forces is already shaky.

Let's take the once number one country of mankind as an example, as the regent of Gondor, Dinethor has his own stalemate, and this insistence is understandable even to Zhang Yao. But understanding does not mean tolerance, let alone long-term indulgence. The end of the elves is a good benchmark, and if Gondor chooses to touch Zhang Yao, then the Rising Sun Empire doesn't mind letting these megalomaniacs see the real end coming.

"Gandalf, my old friend!"

Zhang Yao led Dracula and the others out of the palace, and when they were far away, Gandalf's trademark long white hair and long beard made Zhang Yao recognize him at a glance.

"Hermione, it's been a long time since you've seen you, you're so much prettier again!"

After greeting Gandalf, Zhang Yao waved his hand at Hermione, who was following behind Gandalf, so that the little girl's face also smiled.

"Lord of the Rising Sun, you should have taken me with you before you came. Otherwise, if I continue to toss like this, my old bones will have to fall apart! Gandalf seemed to be in a good mood, first touching Hermione's little head a few times, and then striding towards Zhang Yao.

In fact, before Zhang Yao was about to send Gondor, Gandalf planned to come with him. But Zhang Yao didn't agree at that time, and out of not wanting Gandalf to be too involved in it, Zhang Yao simply refused his request.

But the wind did not turn, and Gandalf looked at Zhang Yao with a smile, like a victorious general. I thought to myself, I didn't let me come, I knew why I had to do it today.

The sense of victory in his heart made Gandalf smile, and he walked up to Zhang Yao, first glancing at Dracula, and then stroking his chest and making a mage salute.

"Gandalf, I'm very sorry to let you come in a hurry!"

Zhang Yao replied apologetically, knowing what Gandalf was laughing at. But there is a world of difference between arriving earlier and arriving later. One of the most obvious discrepancies is that Gandalf and Zhang Yao came to Gondor together, which would give the outside world the illusion that Gandalf could influence the Rising Sun Empire. A few days late, although it may seem inconspicuous, is very clearly divided into priorities, and invisibly reduces Gandalf's role to a minimum.

Although Gandalf is very smart, his cleverness is more used to explore the unknown, and the ingenious wisdom contained in politics is not the old mage's specialty. Gandalf wouldn't be able to laugh if he knew he was playing the time difference.

Gandalf chatted with Zhang Yao for a few idle words, and then couldn't wait to go to the Regent's Palace.

Before leaving, Gandalf was very confident, patting his chest and assuring Zhang Yao that he would succeed and that he would facilitate the attack on Modo as soon as possible.

Looking at Gandalf's relaxed back as he left, Zhang Yao felt that this old boy must have regarded himself as a messenger of peace. In fact, at this moment, Zhang Yao wanted to hold Gandalf, and then roared loudly, telling him the fact that Rivendell of the elven clan had been razed to the ground.

Well, this is a man who lives in a dream. Zhang Yaoqiang resisted the urge to burst this illusory bubble, and he decided to let time witness everything, and let Gandalf himself go step by step and witness the bursting of the dream bubble with his own eyes.

"Senior, what's wrong with you, laughing so lewdly. Pool! ”

Just when Zhang Yao felt very good about himself, Hermione, who was wielding a magic wand, pulled Zhang Yao's sleeve.

"Is there one?" The smile on Zhang Yao's face was a little stiff, and he turned his head to look at Dracula, attracting the unanimous approval of the three.

"It's one point, it's two!" The Clown Emperor is very humorous and funny, he is a natural clown, and he is the king of clowns.

Hermione was amused by the Clown Emperor, giggling as she played with the magic wand that had been returned to her by Zhang Yao, her big eyes blinking as if she could speak.

Zhang Yao and the others laughed and walked in the Gondor Palace, stopping under the huge birch tree in front of the palace.

Looking at the tall birch tree in front of her, Hermione burned in circles around the tree, humming an unknown song in her mouth.

"Senior, how are you doing in Gondor. I've heard that the women in Gondor are five big and three thick, isn't that very much to your taste! Hermione looked at the birch tree, the spiritual symbol of Gondor, and without looking back, she smiled and reached out to pluck a blooming white flower.

The small white flowers did not smell anything, and there was only one lone one in the entire birch tree, about to be cruelly plucked by Hermione.

"Wait!" Just as Hermione's hand was about to touch Xiao Baihua, Zhang Yao suddenly opened his mouth and let out a low snort.

"What?"

Hermione stopped what she was doing, and found that Zhang Yao had a little doubt in his eyes, not like he was joking with herself.

"Don't you think it's strange that there's only one white flower blooming on this tree?" Zhang Yao walked forward slowly, looking at the lonely white flower.

The sacred tree in Gondor has not bloomed for hundreds of years, and the official version is that the birch tree has lost its vitality since the previous king left Gondor.

But Zhang Yao, who has watched the movie The Lord of the Rings, knows that the birch tree is not dead.

This birch tree is not so much an ordinary tree as an alternative prophet. Legend has it that when the King of Gondor returns to Gondor, the birch trees will bloom again, bringing new life to Gondor.

"Did Aragon come to Gondor?" Zhang Yao asked Hermione in a low voice, he was not an arrogant maniac, and he would not be naïve to think that the birch tree bloomed because of him.

The heir to the throne of Gondor is Aragon, and if there is an explanation for the blossoming of the birch tree, it is that Aragon has come to Gondor.

"Come, Aragon comes with us. But instead of coming to Gondor, he stayed in the city of Ogilias! Hermione didn't know why Zhang Yao asked, but she replied easily.

"Sure enough!" Zhang Yao nodded secretly, and Aragon still came to Gondor.

"Clown Emperor, go and spy on Aragon's every move. He was not allowed to take a step into Gondor without my permission. Also make a note of which officers he had met with him. Which one came out with a smile after the meeting, and which one came out with a congratulation! ”

Zhang Yao coldly gave an order to the Clown Emperor, if this is not the world of the Lord of the Rings, the name of the heir of Aragon Gondor is worthless. But here Aragon is the son of the third plane in line, and as the protagonist, he has an amazing luck bonus.

People who can make the impossible possible are talking about them.

"Your Majesty, Gondor has not had a king for more than three hundred years, even if Aragon is the heir of Gondor it, it is useless!" Dracula was a little strange about Zhang Yao's order, thinking that it was a big fuss.

"You don't understand, I'm sure Aragorn will have a victory, and many of the generals who remain in the city of Osgillias will secretly surrender to him! Even with an order from Aragon, they dared to rise up and rebel! Zhang Yao dragged down the little flowers and said with a sneer.

"W-that's crazy! Aragon has nothing, how can these generals with a large army in their hands be so unwise! ”

Except for the Clown Emperor who went on a mission, even Hermione and Hedram looked at Zhang Yao in disbelief.

"Hehe, nothing!" Zhang Yao shook his head lightly and whispered: "As long as he is still the son of the plane, as long as this day is still this day, Aragon will definitely not be underestimated!" ”

After Zhang Yao finished speaking, he looked into the distance, he would never despise these sons of the plane.

The only thing that made him doubt was that several of these generals stationed in Osgillias could not be shrouded in the aura of the protagonist.

"Aragon, don't force me to kill you!" Zhang Yao clenched his fists, perhaps the biggest change in Gondor was not in Dinethor, but in the heir to the throne of Gondor.