Pelagir, bathed in the morning light, gradually woke up. The people here built an extremely broad port near the river bank.
A large number of small sailboats were speeding on the vast river, and their white sails fluttered in the wind, shining in the sun.
There were twenty or thirty large ships docked inside the port, and some sailors were busy in the morning light, either scrubbing the decks or repairing the sails.
A long wooden bridge extends from the city of Pelagir, across the wide river, to the other side of the Anduin River.
This bridge is the key link between the North-South Highway and the Harad Road, and it has always been tightly controlled by Gondor.
In order to prevent enemy attacks, the middle position of the bridge has been raised high, which not only facilitates the passage of ships, but also breaks the enemy's hope of crossing the river on the other side.
At this time, Allen, who had just woken up, was looking at the bridge in front of him in a daze.
A bold and crazy idea lingered in his mind.
"Perhaps there is no need to use ships at all. As long as we pass through here and then run for a day, we can directly attack the Haradhs stationed in Osgilias."
However, there are still many immature aspects to this idea. For example, Allen does not know the situation on the other side of the river bank, and Kress's friends are very reluctant to approach the moon shrouded in dark clouds.
This is a very difficult problem for Allen. Now if he wants to obtain Yin Xilien's information, he must dispatch an elite intelligence team.
However, Allen also thought of other ways. He just sent a messenger team to Minas Tirith, hoping that the Prime Minister of Gondor could send a Yin Silion commando team to him as soon as possible.
The Commandos are a special force that fights guerrillas in the Moon Land. They should be very familiar with the terrain.
And my plan to raid Osgiliath will definitely use this army.
Another issue that Allen is worried about is whether Minas Morgul still has enough troops to send an army to intercept his and Cirdan's troops.
After all, he led the cavalry to run on Yin Xilien's land, and he didn't rely on the sudden arrival of ships.
It would not be a good thing for Allen and Childan if they were entangled by the enemy under the dark clouds.
Just when Allen was thinking about his next plan.
Young Adrasil came nearby, representing his father, to invite Alan to attend the post-war meeting in Pelargir.
Yes, Allen, who returned to Pelargir last night, immediately treated Prince Angelimir who was injured by Angma.
The prince, who is over eighty years old, was injured by Angmar for a day, which caused the old man to become terminally ill with Dark Shadow Syndrome.
Although Allen was able to rescue him from the darkness, it was not an easy task.
After all, he didn't have aceras on hand, and he didn't know how to use this herb.
As for young Aragorn, he has not yet learned this knowledge.
So after treating Angelimir, Allen was already tired to the point of collapse.
Regardless of Adrasil's numerous thanks, Allen quickly fell asleep in the guest room next to the port under the guidance of his attendants.
But this morning, Alan was actually woken up by the sound of birds chirping. When he opened his eyes, he was immediately attracted by the scenery outside the window, and then came to the river bank.
Aragorn's room was actually not far from Allen. After seeing Allen come out, he waited beside him.
At this time, he stretched out his hand to stop Adrasil and said softly: "Lord Allen is thinking about it. If there is anything, you can wait for a while."
Of course, this sound alarmed Allen, who was very perceptive. He turned around and looked at the two young people in front of him, and said with a smile: "What's the matter?"
Facing Allen's question, Adrasil quickly and respectfully replied:
"Good morning, Dear Lord Allen, thank you once again for your help to my father. He has woken up and invited you to participate in this post-war meeting."
Allen nodded after hearing the news, but he couldn't help but think about it.
"This old man, who is over eighty years old, has just been freed from illness and is about to hold a post-war meeting. His behavior is too vigorous and decisive."
But these words must not be said. After all, it is very impolite to comment on his father in front of Adrasil.
But appropriate praise should be okay.
"Your Excellency, the Prince, is so conscientious that he can be regarded as an excellent general. I know about the meeting. After I make preparations, we can set off."
As he spoke, Allen returned to his room. When he came out, he was only wearing pajamas. He couldn't just go to the meeting like this, right?
After a while, Allen, who had put on suitable clothes, came out. Accompanied by Adrasil, he took Aragorn and walked towards the city lord's palace in Pelagir.
Walking on the wide road paved with stone slabs, Allen casually observed the situation in the town.
Compared with the winding streets of Minas Tirith, the style of Pelargir is closer to that of an ordinary town.
A semicircular stone city wall surrounded most of the city, and wide streets divided the city into areas.
Most of the buildings in the city are buildings with no more than two floors. They are made of irregular stones or fired bricks, and the surface of the walls is usually painted with a layer of white paint.
The architectural style of the Númenóreans seems to be very fond of white.
The wooden windows that open on the walls are mostly inlaid with colorful glass, and the transparent glass that is more fashionable in the Shire is rare.
As for the pointed roof, it is covered with pieces of red tiles, which radiate dazzlingly in the sun.
Although they had just experienced a war, there was not much sad atmosphere on the streets. Most residents were rushing to their places of work.
During the battle last night, the Orcs' trebuchets caused serious damage to the southern city of Pelagir, not to mention some evil and cruel Uruks who took the opportunity to rush into the city.
The damage caused by that fire is also immeasurable.
Therefore, under the call of the city lord's palace, the next work of most residents may be related to repairing the city.
However, there are also some residents who make a living by selling goods and have appeared on both sides of the street early. They provide the residents in the city with necessary supplies for life.
The stone-paved streets are wide enough, and these vendors pushing carts or carrying burdens do not occupy too much space.
At this moment, Allen, who smelled the aroma of food, stopped in front of a steaming breakfast stall. He just remembered that he hadn't had breakfast yet.
No, it should be said that Allen hasn't eaten anything since noon yesterday.
It's not that the officials responsible for entertaining guests didn't even prepare a sumptuous meal for Allen.
In fact, after the war, everyone had too many things to be responsible for, and they were too busy to take care of it.
Allen himself was busy all the time. In the end, he was so tired that he fell asleep and didn't even bother to eat the prepared supper.
Now I'm hungry, no one else can blame me.
What is now in front of Allen is a long wooden table with food prepared by the boss in advance.
Such as sandwiches with various side dishes, pies with various fillings, and various kinds of bread with butter.
On the stove nearby, there was an iron pot emitting white smoke, and thick white fish soup was boiling in it.
Waves of fresh fragrance penetrated into Allen's nose at this moment.
"Dear guest, what would you like to order?"
This vendor owner with a smile on his face had been busy in the inner city last night, so he did not recognize Allen's identity at this moment.
But this did not prevent him from seeing that Allen's identity was extraordinary, because he still knew Adrasil who was leading the way.
After some mental struggle, Allen felt that filling his stomach was more important.
Let's put aside the dignity of the king and the etiquette of the lord.
Who knows how long the meeting will last? Will I be hungry until noon?
Thinking of this, Allen casually picked up two sandwiches from the table in front of him and handed them to the two young people beside him.
"Here, take it."
After Aragorn and Adrasil took the sandwiches in a daze, Allen took two more for himself.
Well, he was so hungry that even two portions might not be enough.
After doing all this, Allen did not ask about the price. After casually throwing down a small silver coin, he took Aragorn and Adrasil and left.
In Bree Town, a strong pony only costs four silver coins. The silver coins Alan threw should be enough to pay for four sandwiches.
As for the change offered by the boss, Allen took a hungry bite of the sandwich in his hand and waved his hand to indicate that it was no longer needed.
Just consider it a tip.
The guest room where Allen lives is located in a relatively wealthy area of the city.
Most residents with good skills basically live in this place, and they are relatively wealthy.
Due to different customers, the sandwich prepared by the stall owner is not cheap, but the ingredients are also very solid.
There are two large pieces of soft and slightly sweet white bread on the outside, and filled with fried eggs and bacon, as well as large pieces of ham and shredded chicken.
Therefore, it tastes very enjoyable, and after swallowing it, it can immediately soothe the restless stomach.
In addition to meat, there are also several slices of green vegetables in the sandwich, which have a crisp texture similar to lettuce, but are more juicy.
The pickled pickles also provide this sandwich with a flavor other than sauce.
This made Allen, who had been relying on dry food and broth all the way, very satisfied.
At this time, Allen was already thinking about giving his soldiers a holiday in turn, and then giving them some money to let them go shopping in Pelagir and relax.
As long as he doesn't cause trouble, Allen doesn't mind spending some money.
Moreover, it would take several days for the Yin Lisien commando team that Allen needed to arrive at Pelagil, which was more than enough time.
Without a guide, Allen had no intention of leading the soldiers to the dangerous area on the other side of the river.
"When" "When" "When"...
When the bell rang for the first time, the time had already reached eight o'clock in the morning, and the palace of Pelagir's city lord was already in sight.
This is a building made entirely of white marble. The roof is an arched bell tower, and a large bell made of brass hangs inside.
There are beautifully carved stone pillars around it, stabilizing the entire building, and between the stone pillars is a statue of a human being.
Outside the gate of the city lord's palace, a beautiful fountain was spraying water, and a faint rainbow was looming in the water vapor.
Under the guidance of Adrasil, Allen crossed the fountain, stepped onto the marble steps, and entered the city lord's palace.
Some people are already sitting in the conference room, such as the Lords of Gondor from all over the world, as well as Cirdan and Lindir who came before Allen.
As for Laigolas and Fili, Allen gave them a holiday and allowed them to wander around the human city.
For two people who don't go out often, seeing more of the outside world is more beneficial than staying in the conference room.
With the arrival of Prince Doamroth, the meeting began.
Angelimir, who had just recovered from illness, did not look particularly good-looking, but his eyes were very bright, and his voice was loud and dignified. It could be said that he was in a very good state of mind.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In fact, the issue at the beginning has nothing to do with Allen and Childan.
Angelimir hopes that the two troops in the Ringro Valley and the Black Source River Valley can stay in Pelagir to strengthen the defense here.
During the raid on Angmar, the soldiers of Do Amroth were seriously injured, with about 30% of them directly dead, and the proportion of injured was also high.
This unit has fought hard and is now disabled. It no longer has the combat effectiveness of an organized unit and will lose its ability to cooperate with town defense in future battles.
And if those injured soldiers want to recover, it is impossible without half a year.
So Angelimir made this suggestion.
However, "Eagle Eye" Dude and "Comfortable" Drake did not agree with the Prince's proposal at first.
Because they responded to the call of the Prime Minister of Gondor, and what they really obeyed was the royal authority of Gondor.
Where to go, Turgon, the acting ruler of Gondor, needs to have the final say, rather than just a meeting to decide whether the army should go or not.
Even though this suggestion is very appropriate for the current situation, they cannot do it because it is a provocation to the royal power.
Prince Doamroth certainly understands this truth, but he also has his own ideas.
Naturally, Allen and Childan's armies will not stay here for too long. They have their own tasks.
However, the pirates of Umbar are still eyeing Pelagir. It is difficult to defend this town with the current defense strength alone.
After a long dispute, they finally came to a decision. Angelimir would send his son Adrasil to Minas to obtain an appointment from Turgon.
But before that, "Hawkeye" Dude and "Hawky" Drake need to lead their teams to repair the camp that was once captured by the orcs.
As for Antonis and the militiamen gathered in Benning, they need to return to the western region as soon as possible to continue to guard against pirate intrusions there.
After this incident, Prince Doamroth, as the highest-ranking Gondor nobleman in Pelargir, personally thanked Alan and Cirdan for this rescue.
At the same time, a long list was prepared as a thank you gift, ranging from weapons and armor to gold and silver jewelry, and even horses and ships. There was writing on it, which can be said to be full of sincerity.
Finally, Angelimir also asked Allen to treat some soldiers in the medical center, because there were many soldiers there suffering from the Black Shadow Syndrome.
Although it is not as serious as Angelimir, his condition is not getting better, which requires Allen's help.
After Allen agreed, he also made a request that his soldiers could come to the city to recuperate, to which Berelach, who was sitting next to him, agreed.
At the end of the meeting, Childan made a suggestion that surprised everyone present.
That is to say, I hope that all Pelagir's ships can be dispatched after repairs are completed.