A few days later.

The plains outside Baicheng have been cleaned, but the pungent smell of burning remains in the air.

Although the land was desolate and scorched, it was still better than layers of carrion and maggots. After all, the army of skeletons transformed by Chu Xin only accounted for a part of the death toll.

Skeleton servants including Skeleton General, Skeleton Balrog and other skeleton servants are all put into card packs by Chu Xin and will be sacrificed when they are used.

During this period, all the armies from the western cities of Gondor were mobilized to the White City to assemble, and after some repairs, the Gondor Crusade Army was established.

There are many people, but the shortcomings are also very obvious, that is, the combat quality of the soldiers and the weapons and equipment are not good enough. 80% of Gondor's most elite troops were killed in the Battle of White City.

"Look!"

A sentry hurriedly sounded the alarm, and the frightened city defense troops immediately stood ready.

At the end of the northern plains, an army with a fairy spirit slowly emerged.

Two slender flags fluttered in the wind.

Gandalf climbed up the city wall and smiled sincerely, "Don't be nervous, it's Rivendell and Lothlórien, our allies are finally here."

At the front of the thousands of elven warriors, a man and a woman rode a holy white horse side by side.

The man is Elrond, Lord of Rivendell, who has mastered the Wind Ring "Viya", which has wonderful effects such as healing and protection.

The woman's name is Canantriel. She is Elrond's mother-in-law and the mistress of the elven territory of Lothlorien. She has mastered the water ring "Nanya", which has the effects of protecting and delaying time.

She has blond hair, looks noble and holy, and her eyebrows reveal kindness and compassion that makes people feel safe.

Canandriel is like the pure Virgin engraved in the scroll. Every breath and every movement is natural, as if she is integrated with heaven and earth.

Her status is as high as her strength.

Both his grandfather and father were the High King of the Noldor elves, and he himself is a princess of the Noldor elves. She is about 7,000 years old and has a prestigious position among the elves.

When she still lived in Aman, she learned various knowledge and skills from many gods. She was already the strongest of the Noldor elves, and in today's Middle-earth continent, she is a well-deserved member of the pyramid of combat power.

What's more, Canantriel has boundless wisdom to see into people's hearts, and the knowledge stored in his mind is a priceless treasure.

After seeing the leader clearly, Gandalf couldn't help but be shocked.

He never expected that Canantriel, who had always been reclusive and indifferent, would personally lead the elven army to help. After all, Gandalf initially guessed that she and Elrond would lead the elves to leave Middle-earth and return to their homeland in the later stage.

Aman, stay out of Sauron's affairs and give Middle Earth to mankind.

"What changed their minds? Could it be him?" Gandalf muttered secretly, subconsciously glancing at Chu Xin who was lying on the cliff.

At the gate of the city, Aragorn, Boromir and other human leaders greeted him one after another, with smiles in the style of "the great harmony of all the races in China".

Chu Xin's skeleton army had already given them confidence, but now, even the strongest elves have arrived in person, and their chances of winning have increased exponentially. How can they not be happy from the bottom of their hearts?

After a simple exchange, this group of elves with extraordinary temperament were led into the palace at the top.

"Killing the Balrog, the bone dragon named Smaug, who used the black magic of Fallen Flame Body, is not as simple as we have seen," Canantriel looked up at Chu Xin with deep eyes and said in an indifferent and gentle tone, "I tried to peer into his heart, but behind the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, there was an airtight darkness like a rock."

"He is indeed full of mysteries. I don't even know why he joined forces with us. I guess even Gandalf doesn't have an accurate answer." Elrond said helplessly.

"We should have crossed west to Aman, but fate led us here." Canantriel's eyes turned to a tower.

Angelit stood quietly inside and smiled at Canantriel.

"I'm going to see an old friend, you go first." Canantriel said to Elrond, and then left the team alone.

Chu Xin on the cliff moved his flaming eyes and witnessed two women with noble temperament and outstanding appearance gathering together to talk about something.

The so-called bard Angelite was able to treat the lofty Canantriel as an equal, and her words and actions seemed very familiar, more like an old friend whom she had known for a long time. As expected, this so-called bard Angelite had hidden her true identity.

Elves from Aman?

Or are they gods like Gandalf and Saruman who came to Middle-earth?

Chu Xin did not dwell on this, but raised his eyes to look north.

As soon as the elves arrived, reinforcements arrived.

Ten minutes later, as Chu Xin sensed through the vibrations on the ground, three different flags appeared in everyone's field of vision.

They are the Gray Elf Woodland Kingdom, the Dwarf Solitary Mountain Kingdom, and the Human River Valley Kingdom!

Although the combined number of the three forces is very pitiful, only a little over two thousand, they have just experienced a battle with the Dongyi people and their vitality has been severely damaged. Being able to send reinforcements at this moment can be said to be extremely sincere.

The key is that the three leaders are all leaders in their own right.

Thranduil, the king of the gray elves, Dain Ironfoot, the dwarf king, and Brand, the king of the Vale State.

What moved Aragorn and others was that the latter two were still injured, but their eyes were firm, without any timidity or regret.

When Legolas saw that he had not seen his father for a long time, he could not help but raise the corners of his mouth as he was always calm.

When Gimli saw his king, he was even more happy and proud to boast to the soldiers beside him.

"Is that the grandson of Bard the Dragon Slayer? He looks quite brave." Boromir looked at him and said.

The city gate that had just been closed opened again, and Aragorn and his entourage once again went out to greet them with smiles on their faces.

In this way, Baicheng, which was originally filled with a sad atmosphere, suddenly became lively.

Until night falls, the streets are brightly lit, especially in the pubs and restaurants, which are extremely noisy.

Dwarves and humans crowded together, and the air was filled with the smell of tobacco and beer. These soldiers, who did not know each other, were eating and drinking freely while talking freely, as if they wanted to spit out all the hidden words.

The noise that was about to knock the roof off, the smoke mixed with the pungent smell, the dirty jokes that made the waitress blush...

The tavern owners and waiters did not complain, and always maintained full enthusiasm, because they knew that these men were real heroes, and they would go out to conquer Mordor tomorrow. Perhaps this would be the happiest time in the lives of the heroes.

It's night.

At the same time, on the cliff behind Baicheng.

Da~da~

Chu Xin noticed the sound of footsteps behind him and slowly turned around, the flames of his eyes lighting up his two cheeks.

Brand and Ironfoot Dyne were startled, and immediately showed friendly smiles to him.

"Looking for me?" Chu Xin spoke first.

"Yes, yes, yes," Dain hummed, "We came here just to, well, how should I put it, do you want to drink?"

He stammered at a loss, not knowing how to explain, so he simply raised his right hand and actually grabbed a large bucket of beer.

Brand glanced at Chu Xin's empty abdomen, then looked at Dine, and shook his head helplessly.

"Drink?" Chu Xin probably saw through the minds of the two people, but did not challenge, "King of the Lonely Mountain, do you think it is necessary for me to drink?"

Dain scratched his head in embarrassment, "Dear Sir Smaug, I'm sorry, I didn't think it through properly."

Brand took a step forward and said sincerely, "Thank you for your help. If you hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid Lonely Mountain and River Valley State would have become history."

Dain also hurriedly bent down and bowed. This move was simply impossible for the arrogant dwarves, not to mention that this was the king of dwarves.

"To express our gratitude, we Gushan are willing to forge a batch of sophisticated weapons and equipment for you for free!"

Brand followed, "We are also willing to become an eternal ally with you. As long as you have orders, I will do my best to satisfy you within my ability."

"I accept your wishes." Chu Xin turned around after saying this.

The two looked at each other and quietly left knowingly.

At midnight, Baicheng became quiet.

Soldiers of all ethnic groups returned to their temporary dormitories to rest and got up at noon the next day.

After a rich lunch, the strongest coalition forces in Middle-earth gathered on the plains outside the city. Their lineup was probably only as powerful as the last Battle of Mordor.

Perhaps, this time it is even better because there are Chu Xin, Canantriel, Gandalf, and Angelite who wants to accompany the trip to record it.

Rumble~

The army marched towards the east, and the rushing dust rose.

The people of Baicheng walked outside the city in unison and prayed for them with the most pious hearts.

Suddenly, the army stopped.

Aragorn and others frowned and looked at the left-hand ridge. Under the sunlight, a large amount of smoke and dust rolled over, and there was an increasingly violent tremor.

Friend or foe?

Gradually, the cry of war horses echoed in the sky.

Hearing this, everyone relaxed their vigilance.

As good neighbors, they immediately recognized that this was the Rohan Cavalry.

Chu Xin soared in the sky and saw the coming person earlier.

It was a small cavalry team, at most three hundred people. Even the Rohan flag held by the leader was somewhat tattered and stained with blood.

At this moment, even Chu Xin was moved.

The Fire Demon came from Rohan, and the Spirit of the Wilderness died in the battle while guarding the royal capital of Rohan. The core of Rohan must have suffered huge losses. Even when the country was so close to being destroyed and the family was destroyed, they still sent out their elites to fight for a near-death battle.

journey.
To be continued...