The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Chapter 2535: Sauron's Conditions

Finally, when noon passed and the sun drifted out of the dark clouds of the Doomsday Volcano, tilting from the west to shine on the king's flag hunting in the wind, Aragorn rode a horse and ran towards the Black Gate, accompanied by Gandalf and Haydon. , Imrahir was by his side holding the battle flag high for him. A white sacred tree is depicted on the battle flag, and the sacred tree is surrounded by seven white stars.

In front of the Black Gate, the coalition forces occupied a wide mound. Dwarves, Gondor soldiers, and Rohan warriors stood under the hills, while well-trained elf archers and valley city archers stood above the hills, overlooking the open space hundreds of meters between the far-away coalition soldiers and the Black Gate. Rohan Hussein and Cygnus are scattered on the two wings.

"Come out!" they shouted: "Let the Dark Lord come out! The Human Emperor of Gondor brought him destruction and judgment, and the Human Emperor will make the Demon Lord pay the price for the crimes committed in the past!"

The Black Gate Fortress was tightly closed, the walls seemed to be empty, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, and only the whistling wind remained in people's ears. The wind blowing from the great wasteland is extremely dry. Everyone stared at the silent black gate in amazement. No one would doubt that the black gate must be protected by a powerful force and stationed with a fierce army. Many soldiers come from far away places, south of Gondor, or north like River Valley. To them, Mordor is just a cursed remote land. The enemies who are really close at hand are those who scavenge in the mountains. Orcs.

About ten seconds later, a thunderous horn broke the unbearable silence. Accompanied by the sound of the iron rope rubbing against the shaft, the black door slowly opened a gap to both sides.

A figure riding a black horse walked out of the rising dust.

This knight was riding a black robe, his horse was covered with heavy armor, and the layers of helmets covered most of his head, leaving only a mouth covered with blood. A curse written in Mordor is carved into the stacked helmets.

In the end, the black knight stopped four meters from Aragorn: "I am the mouth of Sauron." He said, "Who among you is qualified to negotiate with me?"

Altarel, who saw the black knight in the distance, took a breath of surprise: "It's a dark Numanor."

"Is that a human?" Zelin frowned slightly: "I have never heard of such a person. I only know that the humans in the east of Middle-earth are working for Sauron, as well as the pirates and Harads in the south. ."

"Once, there was a group of humans blessed by the gods. The Numanor people were powerful enough to be on a par with those noble elves." Altariel explained to Zelin: "They live in a piece of land bestowed by the gods. And established a powerful kingdom. They crossed the sea from the West to bring knowledge and civilization to the humans of Middle-earth. Back then, Sauron called himself the king of Middle-earth, and the king of Numanor led an army of humans to crusade. Sauron couldn't resist the power of the Numenor at all, so he could only surrender and become a prisoner and be brought back to their territory by the Numenor."

Zelin remembered that when he met Shi Luo, Shi Luo said that Sauron had betrayed him in a battle. She thought Sauron would resist, but Sauron voluntarily surrendered and betrayed her when she decided to fight the enemy, pushing all the blame on her. In the end, she killed several executed soldiers and fled into Mordor's cave to hide.

Shiluo didn't know anything about this matter, and Zelin didn't ask much at the time. At that time, he needed an ally who knew Mordor.

"But now, it is clear that Numanor people are playing for Sauron." Zelin spread his hands: "The prisoner has become the new king."

"Yes, after Sauron arrived in Numanor's kingdom, he quickly turned from a prisoner to the king's most trusted advisor." Altariel said lightly: "He bewitched Numanor to believe in Morgoth. , Abandoning the worship of the gods. Numanor was split as a result. Some people continued to believe in the gods, while another group remained loyal to their king who was bewitched by Sauron. Later, the Numanor attacked the land where the gods were, their kingdom So it sank to the bottom of the sea. Some people who were loyal to the gods came to Middle-earth and established the Kingdom of Gondor in the south and Arno in the north. Have you seen Aragon? He is a Numanor, and their life span is usually Two to three times that of ordinary humans."

"No wonder." Zelin nodded slightly: "This is the blood of the Emperor?"

Alta Rilton paused: "You may understand it this way, otherwise the story I have to tell you is enough to make me tell the end of the war. After all, you are... ignorant of history. People. Not all Numanor people who fought against the gods sank into the sea. It is said that Sauron’s body was also destroyed in this disaster, leaving only his soul to escape to Middle Earth. We have seen it on the Evil Black Pagoda He looks like him, but his soul can only stay there and is extremely weak. Because the essence of the soul is in the Supreme Lord of the Rings. Destroy the Lord of the Rings, and his soul will also dissipate."

"Unfortunately, the gods also left behind the fish that slipped through the net?" Zelin was surprised by this story. Middle-earth may really have gods walking in the world.

"When their king conquered Sauron, he landed from the port of Umbal, and left the fortress and part of the Numanor to manage when he retreated. They hated Gondor, and ruled the Harads and the remaining humans. It’s a pirate. However, the 15th King of Gondor, Harmendaqir I, once defeated the Numanor and Harad armies in a battle, and there has been no more since then. People have heard of any traces and news of the Black Numanores. I thought they were already extinct."

"Maybe this is just the last Black Numanor." Zelin took a deep breath: "Relying on the strength of his master to survive to this day. He claims to be the mouth of Sauron? There were three people with similar titles. I killed three. If Sauron thinks this person can bring him victory, I will prove him wrong with the sword."

In front of the black door, the negotiations seemed to have reached a deadlock.

"Relying on a broken sword of an elf can't become a king." Sauron's mouth stared at Aragorn contemptuously: "Drawing a trunk on a piece of rags will not save your city. You and your soldiers are like mountain roads. Robbers are in despair."

Aragorn did not speak, he just stared at each other in silence. The horse took a few steps forward, although no one pulled out the weapon, Sauron's Mouth stepped back subconsciously.

"You can't attack the messenger!"

"No messenger is as rude as Sauron's messenger." Gandalf's tone was quick and stern, with only hostility and alertness in the wrinkles on his face: "No one is attacking you here, but before your master changes his mind, he All of the servants are in danger! Tell your master’s message."

"So, the person you are negotiating with, Old Greybeard?" Sauron's mouth showed a mocking smile: "We seem to hear news about you often. I heard that you are running around. Is it hiding in the dark and making trouble? But, Mr. Gandalf, you were too brave this time, and brought so many bugs to die. Fortunately, our master is kind, and after you offend him so much, Still magnanimous and willing to give you a chance for peace."

His gaze swept across the others present.

"The conditions are as follows. The mob of Gondor and their allies should immediately retreat beyond the Anduin River, vowing never to attack Sauron openly or secretly. The land east of the Anduin River will be owned by Sauron thereafter, From the west to the Misty Mountains and Rohan Pass, all must pay tribute to Solon regularly. The people there must disarm but have the right to autonomy. Moreover, they must also assist in the reconstruction of Isengard, which was brutally destroyed. It will belong to Sauron. He will also send a general to the place, of course not Saruman, but a more noble and trustworthy person."

Zelin heard the voice in front of the black door. This time, he did not choose to hide the Griffin, but stood in the front of the team.

Hearing the conditions of Sauron’s mouth, Zelin chuckled and said to the person behind him sideways: “Sauron even threw away Isinger’s former master as **** in the peace treaty. He never thought that The white-robed wizard will become his ally. What do you think of this, Saruman?"

Chapter 2536: Army of the Dead

"Does your master think it can be obtained by words without being able to seize the land with swordsmen? It would be too much to exchange such generous terms for a servant, and your master was not just destroyed because of its power? , Will we send someone out to make peace with us?" Gandalf looked around the Black Gate, and the Orc soldiers hiding in the rugged mountains on both sides of the Black Gate poked their heads out and stared at the coalition forces outside the fortress.

"You are not qualified to bargain with the master." Sauron's mouth opened his mouth: "The master's army is already ready to go, and he can destroy you at any time! You are just lucky to have won a trivial victory, and you think it can threaten the great dark demon. Jun? What a stupid decision! This is your last chance, otherwise you will face the anger of the Dark Lord!"

Gandalf and Aragorn looked at each other.

"Go back and tell your master that we also have a condition, that is, Mordor must surrender to the Emperor and disband all the troops, and it must leave this land forever and never come back!"

The calmness and self-confidence of Sauron's mouth disappeared instantly, and the smile on his face was distorted into a look of extreme hatred, as if he was suddenly beaten with a sap when he was confident.

"A bunch of idiots!"

Sauron's mouth grabbed the reins, turned around and fled back to Mordor. The Aragorn group also turned around and returned to the coalition's phalanx.

A dull horn came from behind the Black Gate, echoing in the rugged foothills on both sides. On the city wall, the huge trolls dragged the turntable with a height of more than two meters, and as the axle creaked and turned, the Black Gate Fortress slowly opened to both sides.

"Prepare the queue!" Aragorn rode back to the camp: "Prepare the queue!"

The dwarf warriors stood in the front row, forming a shield wall made of steel. They held an axe, while the human spearmen behind them put their spears on the shield wall and aimed at the direction of the black door. Elves and Valley City archers put their arrows on the bowstrings one after another, ready to project the rain of arrows carrying death onto the enemy's head. The knights on both sides looked at the gradually expanding gap in the black door, held the reins, their horses paced non-stop, and the horn from Mordor hit everyone's will.

Before the door was fully opened, an army of angry half-orcs and trolls rushed out from the gap, like a blocked flood, and rushed down unstoppably at the moment the bank burst, to destroy all the creatures in front of it. Looking inward through the open door, the endless half-orc legion on the Uton Plain rushed towards the coalition forces like a wave, and there were still a steady stream of half-orcs and trolls rushing up to join Uton's array on the distant hills. Many soldiers looked around in surprise, and there was waver in the coalition phalanx.

The flags of half-orcs cover every corner of the Uton Plain. Here you can see every flag of the Mordor half-orcs tribe, big or small, and all the half-orcs are sent to this battlefield. In the distance, the demon eyes on the Evil Black Tower looked at the Black Gate, like a fiery red sun floating in the sky.

"Gondor, Rohan, and the people of the river valley! Friends of the elves and dwarves, my good brothers!" Aragorn held the Western Flame, his sword shining in the sun: "I see fear in your eyes. The same for me! Maybe one day, the evil will prevail, but this is not this day! Maybe one day, the people on this land will lose courage and bow to evil, but not this day! Maybe one day, the chaotic army will Sweeping everything we know and destroying everything we cherish, but it is by no means this day! Today, we will represent the entire Middle-earth, all those who are unwilling to surrender to Sauron! Today, we want Fight to the end!"

People raised their weapons and cheered to Aragon.

Aragorn turned around and stood at the forefront of the phalanx. The Mordor army slammed through the black door amidst the thunderous drums of war.

"It's time." Aragorn said to himself: "People of the mountains, you used to violate your vows, escape your obligations to the final alliance, and avoid the battle against Mordor. Esiduo cursed you for this. Now. , As a descendant of Icido, I give you a second chance to fight for the emperor, and you will be redeemed."

The coalition did not move.

An army of ghosts glowing with turquoise light slammed out of the coalition position, draped in rags, with only pieces of meat and bones left holding up their weapons, shouting piercing roars, and rushing towards the half that killed the black door. Orc army.

The sudden change not only stunned the coalition forces, but also the half-orcs' aura. The orc who was still yelling and charging forward with an angry face stared at the strange enemy that suddenly appeared in astonishment. But it was just a dazed effort, and the undead army slew in front of them. The front half-orcs subconsciously raised their weapons to resist, but the weapons of the undead passed through their shields and armors without any hindrance. The remaining half-orcs turned and fled in fear, but the undead army swept through the darkness like a rolling sea. Orcs.

The griffin glide across the sky, looking down from the sky, the emerald army concealed the figure of the orc, and went straight to the black door.

"Attack, brothers!" Aragorn's sword pointed forward: "Capture the Black Gate!"

The coalition forces that recovered immediately gave up their defenses and rushed towards the black gate. The defensive formation maintained by the coalition confuses Mordor's generals, making them think that the coalition forces are not strong enough to attack the fortress, and they are just provoking outside the fortress. The Dark Lord ordered them to **** a treasure from the enemy and send it to the evil black tower. As a result, no one thought that there would be a group of undead in the coalition forces.

The trolls on the black door who had also recovered from their senses struggled to turn the turntable, without the overseer's whipping, the black door slowly closed under their control, not surprisingly facing the soldiers who hadn't escaped yet.

Suddenly, a trolling monster pushing the turntable fell forward on the wall, with an arrow sticking behind his arm, and shot it into the neck from diagonally above until it was featherless.

"Shoot them down!"

Zelin controlled the Griffon, turned around and swooped down and flew towards the Black Gate. Altariel drew two more arrows and strung them on the bowstring. Zelin felt the sound of wind coming from his ears. An ogre rushing up to push the turntable was hit and fell heavily to the ground. Another ogre pushing the handle of the turntable also followed to the bottom. The arrow hit the forehead exactly.

The ghost army swept the enemies outside the black gate and rushed straight into the black gate fortress. The coalition forces followed behind, marching into Mordor, with high morale.