Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 269 Angry People (Happy New Year)
Dead bodies and dying people lay here and there in disorder, their bodies horribly wounded by smashes, slashes, bruises or arrow wounds.The impact of steel biting steel, the panicked screams of men and horses, and the dying groans of soldiers who were cut into shape and twitched on the ground, all these sounds merged into a deep and loud noise—that It is the song of the cruel battlefield.

A petite child with an innocent face fell alone at a crossroads. His terrified little face was covered with heart-wrenching tears and stains. The toy in his hand fell on the cold ground, and his shoes were lost. The light of her eyes has long since disappeared, leaving only dull pupils and a pale face.

The two warring parties have gone completely crazy. There are fierce fighting crowds and burning buildings in all directions. The corpses were trampled by countless pairs of boots into piles of flesh with only vaguely recognizable faces.Only the twisted and stretched arm can still see what they once looked like.

The brutality, the horror, the gore, the most horrific deeds human beings can commit, you can see it all at this moment.

Chaos on the battlefield as seen from Rogatus Savius' perspective.He couldn't figure out the changes in the battle situation, and he didn't know which side had the upper hand, but he didn't care about that either.It's all the same in the end anyway.

The immediate priority now is to find his parents.

The Silver-Blooded Daughter begged him to follow her to the Silver-Blooded Station. Her expression was desperate and crying, which almost shook Rojatus's courage, but the Farmer's Son still couldn't cut off the yearning for his dearest relative. Not worried, he asked the woman in front of him to give him more time to find his parents who were abandoned in the inn.

"Maybe they are dead," said Rogatus, weeping in front of his beloved, "but if even by the remotest odds, we don't pray to the gods for a glimmer of hope that our parents are still alive?"

Ai Liti Yinxue heard that, and immediately said: "I just can't bear to let you down."

"I will go to you." In the blood and fire, Rogatus said: "No matter how cruel the facts are, nothing can separate us. But now things are serious, we must separate, this is not farewell, but This will allow us to meet again in the near future.”

But the silver-blooded daughter has her own plans.She and her father have plausible differences and styles in their actions, and their goals are not the same.But no one knew at the time.Therefore, she rejected the proposal of the farmer's son and insisted on facing a cruel fate together.

So Rocatus picked up a heavy broadsword from the hand of one of the dead.The corpse even put up a weak resistance, as if it didn't know that it was dead, but Rojatus didn't care about it.

He was like a wolf in a desperate situation, escaping death, his or someone else's.He was seen slashing and killing without thinking, fiercely chopping down all the enemies he couldn't avoid, and frantically trying to fight his way through the crowd pushing around him.

Behind him, the Silver-Blooded Daughter was casting healing spells and other spells to hide her body—it was only then that Rojatus knew that Aliti Silver-Blood was actually a follower of the Holy Spirit Dibella.

They work together, they pass through bloody and cruel battlefields one after another, walk through thick smoke and flames, and carefully avoid brutal and brutal enemies.

Finally, they killed all the way to the inn.

The open space in front of the inn was strewn with corpses in disorder, including those of Forsworn and citizens of Macarth.Most of these corpses were pale, and the filthy blood flowed from under their bodies, and poured into the ditch not far away along the depression;

The door of the inn was closed tightly, and it was pitch black inside, and it was impossible to see if anyone was there.

Just when Rojatus thought that his parents had suffered the same misfortune as everyone else, suddenly, he heard a familiar voice. "Thank the gods!" The big man Olava pushed open the thick bronze door, and poked out a furry head. "Is that you, Rojatus?"

Rojatus was overjoyed. He threw away the blood-soaked broadsword and rushed into the inn like a whirlwind, hugging the old farmer and the woman behind the door.

In this way, in this Dwemer-style inn, the living people reunited.

Among them, little John was terrified and kept crying in his mother's arms; the thugs Orava and Boi were guarding the front door and the back door, holding bright blades and axes tightly in their hands, vigilant and cautious. Uneasy, as if they could jump up at any time and cut off people's heads; Clapper and Dondis sat worriedly in front of the bar in the hall, constantly turning their ears, catching any little wind and grass outside the door; The two passengers curled up in each other's rooms in fear, trembling with fear.

"Rogatus!" The old woman rushed out of the crowd in surprise, and hugged her blood-covered son tightly, fearing that he would leave her side again with great strength.

The corners of Tang Disi's mouth were sticky, and he stopped the steps he wanted to take.But the silver-blooded daughter keenly noticed the excitement and gratitude in the old farmer's eyes.In addition, she noticed that the old farmer's left arm seemed to have been injured, the sleeve made of linen was torn open, and the broken cloth strips dangled on both sides of the arm.But the skin and meridians inside appear intact.

She secretly and quickly looked around, and found that there was no one beyond her expectations, and she was relieved without any trace.

It should be a healing potion.

she thought to herself.

"I thought..." Rojatus' mother hugged her son, weeping bitterly.

Feeling the warm embrace from his mother, Rojatus, who broke out from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, could hardly maintain his strong appearance anymore. He shook and dropped the broadsword in his hand weakly to the ground. "Thanks Shure!" He kissed his mother's forehead, "I thought too..."

Neither the mother nor the child uttered that terrible word, but everyone present understood what they meant.

The true feelings of the old peasant woman and her son infected many people.But the cruel truth is that not even true love can save everyone from a dire situation.

Soon, they gathered together, thinking of ways to escape.

"The city gate has been lost, and we can no longer escape from the south." It seems that after experiencing successive brutal killings, the young farmer's son has grown a lot, and he said to everyone: "They are killing people everywhere in the city. Break through, and the cowardly mercenaries run away at the first sight... Oh!" He groaned in pain, because isn't he one of the cowards he despises?Thinking of the captain desperately trying to win a precious sliver of life for himself who was frightened out of his wits, but he fled despicably, Rojatus was almost overwhelmed by shame and self-blame, and the rest of the words stayed in his stomach .

Aliti immediately held his hand comfortingly, and gently gave him an encouraging smile that moved him and made him feel ashamed.The guilt in Rojatus' heart felt better.He shook his head, trying to get the captain's face out of his mind.But can he... really do it?
Tang Disi twisted his body uneasily, and a wave of anger welled up in his heart.But he didn't say much, his son could go to serve as a soldier for her, but now, what can he do with the stupid boy he called?Moreover, Tang Disi also noticed the broad sword beside Rogatus and the clumps of blood on his body, and saw that his son's originally slightly weak brows became firm and cold now, and finally Dandis still sighed silently.

Others, including the hotel owner Klepper, stared at the strange looking couple with weird eyes.

Rojatus recovered from his lover's gentle encouragement, blushed, and continued: "For the present plan, we must either deceive ourselves and curl up in a corner where we must die, waiting for the mercy of the enemy, or the butcher's knife that falls on our heads ——or find a way to make a way out from the northwest—” At this point, the young farmer’s son became serious again, “The Hidana Mine has dark and endless tunnels. According to a friend of mine, experience The rich miners once went through the ground and escaped to the other side of the mountain to the east!" He took a deep breath and said to the crowd: "If this is true, then the mine is our only way out!"

When the people trapped in the Jedi heard that their vitality was still alive, their faces were full of excitement and fear.They are afraid of the fierce enemy outside the door, but the reputation of the Sidana mine is even more terrifying to all people who live in Markarth.

Since the Sidana Mine produced the largest and best-quality silver in Tamriel, the Andor family hired wandering unemployed and poor people to mine for it, and also established the Sidana Mine. A prison to deter and punish civilians in the territory and all those who dare to offend the Andor family, all criminals, innocent people, lonely travelers passing by the frontier, your neighbors, lost nobles, bankrupt businessmen, you come to Enjoying freedom and sunshine in one second, you may become a member of that endless pit in the next second; it has swallowed countless lives, and every step under the cold stone slabs and rocks may bury a bone ; The brutal guards, cruel labor, underground unknown beasts, murders and fights with each other may be the cause of these people's fatalities.It can be said to have a strong reputation, and hearing it is enough to make the people in the frontier fortress pale.

Even the hotel owner had to admit that Rojatus's speech was extremely convincing, he said, "In fact, there were indeed rumors that there was a secret passage in the depths of the mine that led directly to the outside of the city, but the truth never came. No one has confirmed that..."

"Because they all escaped from the sky, how can they come back to show you off? In Markarth, even beggars know that spies are everywhere, but they will spread the news for a glass of ale." Give the fortress a stone, and then their heads will hang on the city gate and become weapons to intimidate us!" Logatus retorted.His tone was stiff and annoyed, as if he was extremely angry at anyone who dared to question him.

Klepper spread his hands and did not quarrel with him, but left the decision to everyone.

Everyone got into trouble.Some of them agreed with Rojatus's proposal, and felt that instead of waiting for death alone, it is better to strive for a chance of life that seems to be close to death-the opponents refuted it loudly, thinking that this is a dead end with no return, but they His opposition is not all out of reason, but a compromise of the unknown future and fear, because even the women and children in the crowd know that the hatred between the empire and the Rich people cannot be extinguished even by the sea of ​​ghosts, leaving behind There is only a dead end here, so the supporters clamored loudly, "Let the stubborn and cowardly stay here and wait for death. We will set off immediately. The chances of survival are slim. We dare not waste time here!"

But the voices of the opponents were not weak either. They quarreled in the lobby of the hotel, regardless of the killing outside the door.

Rojatus stared at the two groups of people dumbfounded. Having no such experience, he could only helplessly and clumsily persuade the crowd, but with little success. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

Aliti Yinxue looked at this ridiculous scene, the smile on her beautiful and tender lips finally disappeared.

No one noticed that at some point, a faint red light quietly seeped in from the gap in the gate and the chimney, permeating and covering everyone.

*****
Harald stood on the tall and steep rock wall in front of the Lindell Hall, and the cold wind could not shake his muscular body. His eyes were cold and fanatical, as if he had fallen into a strange state.However, on the winding mountain road where the Dunmer assassins had to proceed cautiously before, Naipold and his party fell into internal strife and killing.

Looking at the heavily guarded bunkers on both sides of the mountain road, under the rain of arrows and magic, the 'allies' suffered heavy casualties, the silver-blooded patriarch laughed triumphantly.

"Stupid and lowly fellows, do you think I am unprepared for your betrayal? No, your every move is within my expectations! Struggle, maggots! Your incompetent and ridiculous curses will only make me more happy! Yes , That’s it—oh, no, why can’t you just die obediently? Maggots, know that your soul will make that great and holy existence even more glorious! And this is your destiny!”

Naipold dodged a deadly arrow in embarrassment, and was almost cut off by a crazy sword from his loyal subordinate.Angrily, he kicked the red-eyed and angry subordinate, not understanding what happened.

Their actions should have been secret and swift, but when he managed to make his way through the chaotic war zone to Harald Silverblood's hiding place: Lindell Hall, accidents broke out in vain.

First, there was a sudden attack on the two bunkers that were supposed to be controlled by the spies who were finally placed in the city. Then, the subordinates suddenly quarreled nervously, and before he could react, he quickly waved at his own people on the battlefield. butcher knife.If he hadn't dodged quickly, the sword just now would have cut off his head.

Hearing the triumphant laugh of that mean and sinister silver blood on the mountain wall, Naipold only felt a mouthful of old blood welling up in his throat. At the same time, he burst into anger, and an impulse made him want to kill all those who stood in his way and that Despicable people of silver and blood.With a backhand blow, he almost killed a young man who was supposed to be one of his men.Until the remaining rationality in his soul made him restrain his killing intent in front of the cliff.

Naipold suppressed the anger in his heart and thought quickly.

The anger came inexplicably and quickly, and it disturbed him deeply.He looked around, but saw that in the ranks, people were killing each other, regardless of the friends and family they had laughed and fought with before.

I also saw that at some point, a faint and insignificant red light spread rapidly from scratch in the chaotic crowd, and all the subordinates shrouded in red light immediately became furious and lost their minds, and fought against their own people.As a result, the bunkers on both sides of the cliff and the swords mourning each other faced each other, and the attack successfully turned into a one-sided massacre.

A flash of spiritual light flashed, and Naipald let out a loud cry.

"Wrath technique!"

　In the new year, I wish everyone a good health!That's more than anything!As for money or not... Well, it's also very important.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)