Anduin waved his whip and said solemnly, "This creature called the Licker was made by Saruman according to the method of sacrifice of the evil gods outside the territory. Integrate the orcs wandering in the Misty Mountains into the so-called T-virus, causing them to be infected and deprived of all good qualities such as pity and compassion. ”

"Good qualities?" Boromir, as the son of the regent of Gondor and a general of a fairly good level, couldn't help but complain, "Half-orcs, strong orcs and this thing, don't they think about killing and bloodshed all day long?"

Anduin snorted coldly and said solemnly, "Although I don't know what method Saruman used, there is almost no difference between orcs and humans in terms of DNA lineage. They can also be classified into the horde of horror apes. ”

"Closer to home, the Half-Orc Licker is a near-perfect biological weapon, with dynamic vision enough to see arrows flying in the air, and dense muscle masses that provide galloping speed, allowing it to slaughter enemies that can't keep up with it. ”

Anduin glanced at the pale faces of the people, and then said with a smile: "I think I'm afraid that neither elves, humans, nor dwarves can catch up with even the weakest lickers, and this biological weapon has at least 3,000 heads under the ground of Isengard, and new ..... are born every moment."

Boromir looked at the Licker's deformed, unusually well-developed claws with a grim face, and he had no doubt that such a weapon could easily climb the white walls of Gondor.

He muttered to himself, "I'm afraid, it only takes 300 of these monsters to tear through Gondor's defenses." And now they are ten times that number..."

Glorfindelle closed her eyes in agony, the elf born in ancient times felt for the first time that the battle against the Demon King was so bleak and hopeless.

Even Aragorn couldn't help but sigh, looking at the holy sword in his hand that had been passed down for countless years, and secretly thought to himself: "I will calmly meet my fate, even if the road ahead is dark. ”

He thought of Arwen, the daughter of Elron, a woman as beautiful as a treasure from the gods.

However, Anduin's words are not over yet.

"Folks, better news is yet to come. Don't forget the abomination standing next to the licker in the video. ”

The goblin merchant casually waved his arm, revealing a large humanoid erect monster on the screen.

"The giant alien species, using the combination of strong orcs and T-viruses, makes the already burly and strong strong orcs mutate and are not afraid of slashing with swords.

I'm afraid you've seen it all over the skin of this creature depicted with white lacquer and iron nails embedded in the flesh and bones....."

At this, Anduin's eyes flashed with an eerie light.

Gandalf smiled bitterly and whispered, "Please speak up, I'm afraid there's no bad news now." ”

"Hehe, it's nice that you recognize that. Anduin nodded approvingly and said, "The body of the Abomination is inlaid with eight nails, and every time he inflicts a fatal wound on him, the nails will automatically pop out, through the blessing of Mordor in the underworld. Gives Abomination the ability to get back on its feet. ”

Legolas stood up nervously and exclaimed, "That is..."

Aragorn lowered his eyes and added in a low voice, "This creature called Abomination needs to be killed eight times before it can die. ”

"That's right," Anduin continued, "and this abomination is 5,000 in Issinger." ”

The audience was silent, and even Hobbits, who were optimistic by nature, such as Frodo and Bilbo, had to keep their mouths shut.

Swift lickers, unkillable abominations, I'm afraid that a single one can wipe out the forces of Rivendell, Gondor, Rohan, and the Dwarves of Grey Mountain.

And now, this powerful force is only a weapon made by the Saruman who surrendered to Mordor, so what kind of terrifying monster does the real demon lord have under his command...

The quick-witted crowd quickly thought of this, and for a moment, the Ringu meeting, which was still noisy and noisy, was silent.

Is Middle-earth really going to perish?, King Elrond's heart rose with sorrow, and he stood from his chair and turned to look at the magnificent, holy and beautiful city behind him.

It is inhabited by learned scholars, romantic and sensitive artists, brave warriors, old men, babbling babies.....

These elves, like some of their compatriots, did not have the courage to give up the struggle and fled to the overseas fairyland.

Instead, his people trusted him, believing that the Elven King could lead them to defend their homeland once again, just as the Second Age had formed a coalition to defeat Sauron.

And now, these are too extravagant.

King Elon rubbed his brows in pain, and asked in a low voice to the elven elder next to him, "How many ships do we have?"

The elven elder looked at his king in shock, and finally replied bitterly, "Not enough, far from enough for the clan to evacuate....."

"Then let the women, children and the elderly go first!"

King Elon gave the order, looked at the representatives of the various clans in the Lingu Conference, and said bluntly: "Sauron's power is no longer something we can stop, in order to buy time for the evacuation of the clansmen, Rivendell will send soldiers who can fight to the front line, including me." ”

Dwarves and humans were not indignant, and they understood that in the face of the unstoppable Sauron, they could only sacrifice themselves like mantis arms for carts.

"The Grey Mountain Dwarves will also give their strength. ”

Groin, the old dwarf who had participated in the Great War of the Five Armies, said calmly, "I don't want to die on the sickbed, and when the time comes, I won't go down to see Thorin so that I won't be laughed at by him." ”

Boromir opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't promise anything. In the face of great fear, the man just silently clenched the saber in his hand and silently showed his attitude.

Even Flodeau stepped forward and said, "I can do my part." ”

The atmosphere was relieved to see the diminutive hobbit straining his chest and acting as brave and generous as he could, and the crowd burst into friendly laughter.

"Hehe, Flodo, I reckon there is a bigger and more difficult task ahead of you. Gandalf smiled and said, "And, my dear friends, the situation is not so bad that we rush to our deaths. ”

With that, the gray-robed mage turned his head to look at the goblin merchant with a sly smile and said, "Mr. Anduin, I think there must be something in your goods that can help us get through the crisis, right?"