While the orcs were on guard, Rivendell's army was not in a hurry, setting up camp, cooking on fires, smoke rising from cooking, and cooks dancing pots and pans, as if they were going to live here for a long time.

General Wugulu scratched his bald head with a few hairs left, and muttered, "Mother, what the hell are these long ears doing?"

A lewd and strong orc who looked worthy of the whole world flattered and said: "General, I'm afraid they are afraid of our military strength and dare not act rashly." ”

"Move your fourth aunt. Wu Gulu glanced at him and shouted: "What are you doing here, why don't you organize people to prepare to defend the city?"

It's really a joke, a few days ago, they sacrificed their lives to break through the outer city of Minas Tirith, but now they are hurrying to strengthen the city defenses.

"I don't know when the imperial army of Mordor will arrive....."

The night was deep, the moon was sparse, and the heavily armored Black Bone Lu General squinted his eyes at the military camp shrouded in searchlights on the far open space outside Minas Tirith.

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"Mordor's army has crossed the border mountains and will arrive here the evening after tomorrow. ”

In the tent, Anduin pointed at the virtual screen with a small whip and said, "If we start work now, we can arrange artillery in advance at the mountain pass that the other side must pass." Do you have any questions?"

The goblin merchant glanced around, and the elven elders exchanged words for a while, and then shook the pot to King Elon very heartily.

After all, not every elf can adapt to this era of crazy changes, and some elven elders with outdated and inflexible concepts still don't understand how the flush toilet works, let alone artillery suppression and carpet bombing.

King Elon pretended to cough deeply, in fact, he didn't know much about the operating principles and concepts of artillery, so he didn't dare to say more, for fear of making some jokes, so he had to glance at everyone majestically and said, "Groffinddale, you will help Mr. Anduin complete this project." ”

Those who can work harder, although this time King Ayron is known as the "Royal Driving Expedition", most of the links have nothing to do with him, and most of the time he plays the role of a mascot, which makes this king still feel a little unhappy.

I miss my Ailong, who has been on the battlefield for a long time all his life, and has killed not a thousand but eight hundred evil creatures with his own hands, and now he can only hide behind the curtain, and he is really aggrieved.....

Anduin naturally saw the petty emotions of the ruler of Rivendell, but how could he care about this—he was just the head of an indigenous population, who had never even stepped out of the planetary system, and in his eyes there was no difference between a bark-clad and noisy monkey.

Thinking of this, the goblin merchant looked around at these feel-good elves, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a mocking smile.

"By the way, Mr. Anduin,"

An elven elder with a beard and a narrow face cleared his throat and glanced at the other elders who were sitting side by side, and then said in a gentle voice: "I heard that you punished an in-service officer today, can you ask about this?"

Hmmm, the meat show is coming.

Anduin hehehe, Groffindelle beside him leaned forward and said softly, "This is Elder William, in charge of Rivendell's ceremonial celebrations and judicial texts. At the same time, he is also Adolf's second uncle. ”

Oh, nepotism again.

The other elders immediately looked at their noses and mouths, or pretended to be deep with their eyes and breath, or frowned and listened to the sound of the sea, anyway, they made a "don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures" attitude of staying out of the matter.

Tsk, the front foot just hit the small one, and the back foot came to the old one, really think it's a "record of underworld immortal cultivation"?

The goblin merchant knew this, and he didn't speak, but listened to Elder William with his hands behind his back and continued.

"We are grateful for your help in building an army in Rivendell, but after all, the military discipline is like a mountain, and Adolf is a bit reckless, but you can't punish him for no warrantious reasons. ”

Elder William twisted his beard and said sincerely: "I think it would be better to discuss this kind of matter with us more in the future, otherwise there will be chaos within the army before the war starts." ”

Groffindelle stood up with a snort and exclaimed, "William, what do you mean by nothing? I am here today, and I can assure you that there is nothing wrong with what Mr. Anduin has done!"

William snorted coldly, and said with a smile: "Alas, don't talk too much, who can be a sage if you are not a sage?" Mr. Anduin is an outsider after all, and he does not have a deep understanding of the special environment of Rivinedell, and there are always places where he does not notice for a while, and there are mistakes..."

"Enough!"

King Elon patted his seat, his face was not sad or disliked like a stone sculpture, and said in a deep voice: "That's all for today, Mr. Anduin, let me see the joke." ”

The goblin merchant was enjoying the play, and when he heard the persuasion of the king of Elron, he snorted rather unpleasantly, nodded, turned and walked out of the tent.

"Wait!" William looked angry, and didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, stood up and said hurriedly: "Anduin, you haven't given an explanation for Adolf's affairs yet." ”

Anduin was going to calm things down, but when he heard someone calling him by name, he immediately turned around, glanced at the elf with interest, and said casually, "What kind of explanation do you want me to give?"

The elder named William had already noticed the strange eyes of his colleagues beside him, after all, this goblin had come to help Rivendell, and the new army had almost been built up on him,

But is he just a goblin, a lowly, filthy goblin, who, with a little power, can rise to the head of a noble and perfect elf?

William would rather let Sauron rule Middle-earth than see this goblin continue to be in the same room with a high elf like himself, and he has to accompany the smiling face, let the other party raise his noble hand, and let his nephew go,

You know, Sauron was once a god, born noble, and this Anduin, acting perversely, behaving frivolously, without manners, looks like a mud leg, just like those dwarves, or even more hateful!

Obsessed with a lifetime, it is like a vine climbing and entrenching in the mind, and it cannot be removed. William looked around and saw that all the elves, including King Elrond, were frowning and condemning,

How could they make such expressions? Are they resentful that I "offended" this goblin? Have they forgotten that they are noble and proud elves?!

Thinking of this, William's face became even more hideous, and regardless of the colleagues behind him pulling at his clothes, he stepped forward and said to the goblins: "I think you should hand over Adolf, apologize to him, and automatically remove Rivendell as an advisor to the new army!"