In the palace at the top of the White City, Denethor, the prime minister of the kingdom of Gondor, personally greeted Saruman.

"Sir, who hurt you like this?" He asked cautiously and angrily.

As he ate and drank, Saruman said with great sorrow, "It is the dragon Smaug, who was ordered by the dark lord Sauron to not only destroy Eisengard, but also to destroy Gondor and Rohan, and I have worked hard to get my life back, just to inform you of your preparations." ”

As he spoke, he pretended to cough up a mouthful of blood.

The once arrogant leader of the White Dao Society, now under the torture of Chu Xin and the temptation of the magic ring, has gradually become insidious and shameful.

Hearing this, the hall was silent.

The prime minister's father and son glanced at each other, and all the civil and military officials also looked at each other.

"Smaug, who was already dead, was resurrected by Sauron! Those ugly creatures of darkness are always in cahoots, snakes and rats! Denethor immediately rebuked and cursed with a barrage of expletives.

"As Sauron's pawn this time, Smaug will wreak havoc on the nations of Middle-earth, paving the way for the full-scale invasion of Mordor's army, and then Gondor's eastern defenses will collapse." Saruman said quietly, and although he wanted to give the prime minister a magic wand, he held back.

"In that case, we must be prepared, or we will be caught off guard by Smaug." Bolomir said solemnly.

Saruman paused, and did not inform Chu Xin of the news that he had mastered the Supreme Demon Ring, the fewer people who knew about this matter, the better.

And his trick of killing the dragon with a knife can be described as extremely vicious, whether it is the destruction of Gondor, the slaughter of Chu Xin, or the defeat of both, it will not be harmful to him Saruman.

"Smaug must die, and if it returns to Mordor, the dark army with its path will surely penetrate deep into the heart of Gondor before it will be too late!" Saruman spoke in a deep voice to Denethor.

Polomir thought that his words were reasonable, and immediately knelt down on one knee towards Denethor, and said sincerely, "Father, for the sake of the safety of the people of Gondor, please let me lead the army to kill the dragon!" ”

Denethor immediately issued the supreme order.

With Bolomir as the general, a total of 2,000 elite warriors and archers were selected from various military camps, equipped with weapons and equipment produced by Lonely Mountain, and a dragon-slaying army with strong comprehensive quality was established!

Saruman, who was in the middle of it, began to watch the fire from the other side, recuperating from his injuries in the palace, and planning the next steps, preparing for various possibilities in advance in case of accidents.

Meanwhile.

The kingdom of the River Valley State welcomed a group of dusty guests.

The city gate opened, and the soldiers on both sides looked curiously at the gray-robed wizard in the lead, but the two hundred black-robed people who followed closely behind made their hearts tremble even more.

The mysterious dress does not reveal a trace of skin, and everyone's entire cheeks are hidden in a huge hood, although they all look very thin, but the cold murderous aura they exude is real, as if they have been killed from hell.

"Gandalf! We haven't seen each other in four years, right? Time flies so fast, and your appearance hasn't changed at all~"

At this moment, Bland, the king of the River Valley State, appeared enthusiastically and quickly.

"You're a lot stronger, and you're looking more and more like your grandfather Bud." Gandalf smacked his pipe and smiled.

The skeleton general and the female adjutant in the back glanced at each other tacitly, no wonder his own king would call Gandalf the first courtesan in Middle-earth, and the connections of these friends from all directions were indeed worthy of their reputation.

"What are these?" Brand looked at the Skeleton Legion suspiciously, the iron-blooded killing aura made him frown, and he was sure that these people were definitely not simple.

"Oh, my friends' guys, I'm here to take them to Lonely Mountain to place an order." Gandalf explained nonchalantly.

"I was going to Lonely Mountain," Brand nodded, "but the Lonely Mountain side has been very heavily defended lately, and you should know that Smaug has been resurrected as a skeleton, which has caused panic in people's hearts." ”

"Smaug, you say? It's nothing, it's nothing like it used to be, it's no longer our enemy, and I happen to have a little friendship with him. Gandalf replied casually.

"I see, it's ...... Well? I didn't hear what you just said! Brand asked, stunned.

Not only him, but the surrounding residents of the valley state all widened their wings and rubbed their ears, thinking that they were hallucinating, but these words came from the mouth of the gray-robed wizard Gandalf, but they had to be convincing, and for a while everyone only had question marks in their heads.

"Don't worry, as long as you don't take the initiative to provoke, there is a high probability that Smaug will not regard you as an enemy." Gandalf took another puff of tobacco.

Although it was difficult to accept this outrageous development for a while, Brand still fulfilled the friendship of the landlord.

He arranged a reception, but of course, only Gandalf was present, and General Skeleton and the others rested early in a large warehouse.

Gandalf had a brief supper, replenished his tobacco rations, and went to sleep.

Early the next morning, they took advantage of the lack of people on the street to quickly leave the back gate and head down the hillside towards the lonely mountain not far away.

On the tallest minaret in the Valley State.

"Brand, there's something wrong with those soldiers," the gold-rimmed bespectacled advisor whispered, "I happened to see one of them last night on the palm of his hand, not a single piece of flesh and skin, but a white bone skeleton. ”

"What?!" Brand was startled, but the thought of Gandalf leading the way gradually relieved him.

"I guess that Gandalf is the one who wants to help, but I also have a bold guess that it is worth him to come to Gushan to intercede in person." The military advisor said slowly.

"Smaug~The skeleton dragon with the skeleton army is very logical," Brand pursed his lips and shook his head again, "Forget it, Gandalf has his own judgment, why should we bother to figure out his thoughts." ”

"I'm more curious about how the Lonely Mountain side will react, after all, Ironfoot Dain's temper is well known." The military advisor smiled.

"Over the years, the three of us have been friends, with the run-in of Thranduy, Dain's stinky temper is much better, I heard that the former lonely mountain dwarf can't be provoked." Brand said.

……

Buzzing!

The golden stone gate of the Lonely Mountain Kingdom opens.

"My dear old friend Gandalf, long time no see!"

Ironfoot's rugged and heroic voice exploded from the depths of the cavity, and a short figure walked quickly and excitedly.

Behind him, there was a dull loud noise in the kingdom of the mountains, the smelting heavy industry was in constant operation, the hot flames were melting metal, and the craftsmen with a clear division of labor were constantly making war supplies.

Moreover, on the way up the mountain, Gandalf and the others found a large number of well-deployed anti-aircraft weapons, various giant crossbows, trebuchets, and even shooting guns capable of firing huge iron nets.

Obviously, in order to confront and resist Chu Xin, the Lonely Mountain Kingdom has made sufficient preparations, and every dwarf is in a state of passion, as if he has been beaten with chicken blood.

Ironfoot Dain warmly entertained Gandalf and his party.

After all, Gandalf had done the dwarves a great favor back then, and without his help, it would be difficult for the dwarves in the lonely mountain to make a comeback, let alone restore their former glory.

Therefore, the dwarves are full of respect and reverence for Gandalf, who have always been stubborn and hard-willed, and it is difficult for them to accept the opinions of others, but Gandalf is an exception.

In short, Chu Xin's asking Gandalf to help him with this is not a casual remark, it is well-founded.

The vast but rugged hall is decorated with rock paintings of various diamonds, gold and silver, and the sunlight from the dome shines through the glass, rendering a rich multicolored luster.

At first glance, it looks like an ancient palace, but after a closer look, you will find that the gold thread under your feet is poured with pure gold, the plates on the long table are either exquisite jade or clear silver, and even the tables and chairs are heavy ancient wood of great value.

Anyway, one word is highlighted: we have money!

Indeed, in the whole of Middle-earth, only dwarves and dragons can compete for Oiran, and now that the dragons are nearly extinct with the banishment of Morgoth, the dwarves are naturally in first place.

As for the elves, although they do not have as many gold, silver and jewels as the dwarves, they also have a very strong foundation and have many ancient treasures that cannot be estimated.

"Hey Dain, I'm here to order a batch of weapons and equipment from you, about two thousand sets." Gandalf eats steak and gets straight to the point.

"Then you've got the right person, did Gondor ask for it?" Dain gnawed on a large ham and suddenly looked at the skeleton general and the female adjutant beside Gandalf, "Why don't you two eat it?" ”

Faramir, who was immersed in eating, was stunned for a moment, and stopped talking.

The Skeleton General glanced at Gandalf, who thought for two seconds before nodding.

So, the two slowly removed their hoods, revealing two scarred skulls.

Suddenly, the table was silent, and the ham in the hand of the iron-footed Dain fell to the ground with a "clang", and everyone looked at them in amazement, and several dwarven elders on the opposite side were even more startled, and fell to the ground directly on their backs.

"This order is placed by us, because of the particularity, I hope you can tailor it." The skeleton general is the former commander of the defense army of the royal capital, and his conversation is not bad at all.

After a while, Ironfoot Dain exclaimed, "It turned out to be an undead creature?" Wait, 2,000 sets, there are so many like yours? ”

He pondered for a moment, then looked at Gandalf with a calm face, and said, "That's not a small amount, everyone knows that we dwarves produce it, and it is definitely a fine product that cannot be sloppy, two thousand sets of weapons and equipment~Let me calculate~"

"Don't forget it, follow me." The Skeleton General stood up.

Then the crowd went outside, and the general ordered his men to lift the covers and open all the boxes.

In an instant, the dazzling golden light illuminated the cavity of the cave where it was, and it suddenly became golden and brilliant, and also illuminated the eyes of the dwarves such as Ironfoot Dain.

Just looking at the luster, Dain knew that these were undoubtedly made of the finest gold, and that their quality was far superior to that of most of the gold coins in the Lonely Mountain's treasury.

He stepped forward, picked up one and looked at it carefully, and suddenly shouted, "You all come here, the craftsmanship of this gold coin ......"

It didn't take long for dozens of dwarven craftsmen to gather around, each holding a gold coin and looking at it carefully, especially the small and delicate dragon's spine Gu relief on the side, which made these top masters marvel again and again.

"I want to know who made these gold coins, which are works of art!"

"It's just a miracle, let me retreat for a month I might be able to hit one, but such a terrifying amount, I can't imagine it!"

"However, do you think this pattern on the front is a little familiar?"

"Is this the bone of some creature?"

"These wings, tails and postures are indeed very familiar!"

Suddenly, Dain looked suspiciously at Gandalf and the Skeleton Legion, and asked angrily, "Is this the resurrected Smaug?" These skeletons are Smaug's men! ”

"I've never liked to lie, much less to lie to my true friends," Gandalf nodded tiredly, "but there are some misunderstandings to be clear, so let me explain." ”

"I think I do need a strong explanation." Dain took a deep breath and was not angry.

Three days later.

Under the lonely mountain.

"Those dwarves are really tough, it's great to be friends with them, but it's a headache to talk about business and cooperation!" Gandalf complained.

The skeleton general behind him and Frankmere glanced at each other, both very agreeable, and they had a deep understanding in the past few days, and they couldn't help but admire Gandalf's patience and charm.

"But fortunately, Ironfoot Dain is not a ignorant person, and it took me a lot of saliva to agree to this," Gandalf smiled again, and said to the two of them, "You stay in the Lonely Mountain, and when the delivery is complete, you will transport the things back, and my mission will be over." ”

"Teacher, where are you going?" Faramir asked.

"Me? I've got a lot to do, I'm so busy that my head is too busy, calculate the time, yes, I should go to the valley. Gandalf waved his hand and strode forward.

……

At this moment, the King of Gondor was in a deep panic.

Because Chu Xin found Saruman's hiding place - Baicheng through clues.

Call!

When his massive skeletal body swept over the white city, the first reaction of civilians and soldiers alike was a shudder from the soul.

"Attack!"

It wasn't until Blomir let out a deafening roar that the dragon slayer relented, and immediately fired one giant crossbow bolt after another.

However, Chu Xin only made a relaxing slash, and all the crossbow arrows were intercepted, and the aftermath slammed into the city wall, leaving a shocking gap.

Boom –

Chu Xin spewed out a mouthful of dragon flame towards the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it exploded endlessly, forming a spectacular fire cloud, and a hot heat wave swept through the city, completely breaking people's psychological defenses.

It was only at this moment that Boromir realized how ridiculous the so-called dragon slayer army was.

What if Chu Xin's mouth is not upward, but downward?

The White City will turn into a sea of fire and purgatory in an instant!

How can such a huge gap be bridged?

What's more, today's Gondor is no longer as strong as it used to be, and in the long war with Mordor, the army is short of manpower, and weapons and equipment are in short supply, and it is extremely reluctant to form such an elite dragon slayer army.

The same desperate thoughts came to Chancellor Denethor, who looked up at the demonic dragon and had nothing to do.

"Go and call Saruman to come over, we can't defeat it on our own." Denethor shouted.

"His Excellency Saruman left early this morning and has not returned." One of the guards replied hesitantly.

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Denethor was stunned and angry.

"His Excellency Saruman has specifically instructed us not to worry, and to do our best to fight Smaug, and he will soon return with the dragon slaying technique." The guards replied fifteen-ten.

And at this time, Chu Xin's majestic and deep voice spread throughout Baicheng: "Hand over Saruman, and I will not sow the fire of killing in Gondor!" (End of chapter)