A/N: I have a friend with the Canadian military and I do a lot of reading to know and understand weapons to make this story good and accurate for the most part. Lots of battle and Legolas/ Darlana fluff in this chapter :).
Rose That Blooms in Secret: No review yet :(. Anyways you pointed out to me in the original version of this story that Legolas is about 3000 so I'm just going for simplicity and making him 3000
Chapter 11: From Dunharrow to the siege of Minas Tirith and the paths of the dead. (includes defence of Minas Tirith part 2)
Aurix watched as Rohan mustered at Dunharrow; his own forces numbering well over 3 million, all equipped with state of the art artillery, anti-tank guns and the latest prototype Draco mark VII tanks. Rohan barely managed to muster 7000 troops, barely a fraction of what Aurix or the Drow would throw at each other.
"7000 spears, little more than half of what I hoped." The king said as he saw the green and white banners of Rohan dwarfed by the black and gold of Draconia's armies. "And not even close to your own forces, emperor Aurix."
"Indeed, we will equip your forces as best we can with spare armour and give lessons in modern weapons, it will give your forces much more of an edge, and we have room in our trucks for your horses and troops. They will be fresh for the battle without having to waste time and energy riding all that distance."
"Useful indeed."
"I'm still worried, my intelligence suggests that we'll be outnumbered at least 3 to 1 by the true force Lloth is sending out, at least 9 or 10 million, she really wants something on this world and the fact that she is bleeding her cities dry for the forces she needs, the war back home is turning very quickly to our favour." The king blanched whiter than the scales of a white Dragon.
"9 or 10 million?"
"I know, the Drow have maybe 2 billion total in armed forces in militia, I'm certain I could squeeze with mandatory conscription which I am loath to do, 2.5-3 billion on top of the 1.5 I already have." The king just shook his head in awe at the full numbers of the military that could be thrown around by the two forces and walked off to oversee his forces. Aurix took his true form and walked near Erianus, the Dragon lord of silvers, and his brother who was in his true form.
"Batobot verthicha ui gliiwr di marfedelom arcaniss." (1)
"Si vucot isthasy, kii tir wux xihood?" (2)
"Aragorn ui vorqir sva wer verthicha, agmasaon persvek vi kiring'salt." (3)
"Hmm, tivol ekess xihood zahae?" (4)
"Ti jaunus, nomagqe ir di udoka jalla tepoha vi lex mrith jacion." (5)
"Si iaco, wux tir coi." (6) Erianus turned to look at Aurix in surprise.
"Kii ve?" (7)
"Tagoa si meage wux ekes." (8)
"Winhal, winhal weloh ir." (9) Aurix just gave Erianus a stare that promised a world of hurt considering Aurix was 20 feet bigger than him and at least 3 times physically stronger than him.
"Tir wux tuor ve ekess ouith wux? si mi ti lotoc harkt jaka." (10) Aurix growled, watching as Erianus edged away from the grumpy gold Dragon emperor and slunk off, his tail between his legs
"Hmmph." Aurix grunted to himself, some people forgot that today was the day his parents died, Erianus and the others happened to just get kicked out because they couldn't be taken with their parents. Aurix just sulked moodily his jaw on his left paw as the gold Dragon glowered out into the distance.
'Confn ekess ve sia itov." (10) Aurix sighed until his wife came and pulled on his tail. "tir ti xurwk ve tar douta turalisj tzarreth spical okarthel, confn mrith ve JAKA." (11) Bloom growled.
"Wux re aldoer ekess xoal." (12)Aurix said somewhat moodily.
"OH." Bloom's eyes popped in realization "That's today."
"I try to keep my moodiness and grieving to today ." Aurix said switching back to English.
"Would you stop that? It tickles." Aurix said, twitching his tail, pulling his wife and leaving a couple of tracks after dragging her a couple of feet forwards.
"I hate it when you do that." Bloom growled playfully.
"Well stop pulling on my tail then, I'm not a wyrmling you can yank around by the tail." Aurix said curling his tail around his wife, capturing her in its grasp.
"Lemme go." Aurix moved his tail over the cliff side.
"You sure?"
"I can fly you know."
"True I suppose."
"Besides I'd rather be on your shoulder or in your paws than in your tail."
"I'm just grateful that I'm usually the one that can hold alcohol unlike some."
"Not like that one time."
"Oh gods, don't remind me."
"You crashed into a wall, fell down a set of stairs and woke the whole city to DEFCON 3 with the ruckus of you crashing around." Bloom said, laughing at Aurix who just thumped his head on the mountain wall a few times.
"You embarrass me with the casserole, I have this and movie evidence of it for blackmail." Aurix turned to face her lowering his head to her level and narrowing his eyes and bumping Bloom onto her ass with his snout.
"Blackmail?" Aurix said stalking toward his wife who crawled backwards as he teleported them to their chambers "Oh believe me when I decide how and when and you won't know what I'm planning, but you're gonna be begging me for mercy and I won't grant it." Aurix cackled evilly as he cornered his wife as she's unable to back up and was staring at him.
"You're acting like a red Dragon."
"Don't you remember that time we had to infiltrate a chromatic coven?" Bloom sighed.
"Yes I do."
"Do you…?"
"Yes why." Bloom sighed knowing what Aurix was speaking of.
"No reason, just curious." Aurix said turning his head so his wife could not see his evil smirk and shielding his thoughts from her; he kept his evil cackle within his mental shields as he put a small smile on his face and turned to his wife who was still on the ground.
"Have I told you how much I love you?"
"Not recently."
"How remiss of me." Aurix said, offering his paw to his wife who climbed in as he lifted her to his head as she climbed up onto his snout and sat on the ridge between his eyes "I love you, forever. And I'm glad I managed to break you of your sleepwalking habits."
"Oh dear god." Bloom groaned, "What did I do?"
"I ended up swallowing you in my sleep because you walked into my mouth and down my throat. Hawking you up was not fun."
"Well better than the other end." Bloom shivered, rather annoyed with herself. "That explains why I was all slimy that morning." Bloom stood up and began removing her armour. She removed her gloves and tossed them to the table as well as her long bracers and the armour on her upper arms. Then the armour on her legs went, followed by her breastplate, then the padding between the plates and the chain armour. Bloom loosened specialized areas on her suit of chain mail, letting the whole thing fall off her.
"Retract armour." Aurix said as the spell that emulated the abilities of deployable ablative armour retracted his whole armour into his signet ring.
"Remind me again why I don't have something like that." Bloom said.
"Because your armour is many different pieces unlike mine."
"But then again my fighting style is different."
"Yes indeed." Aurix walked off into the pool of lava for a bath and groaned in pleasure as the warmth soothed his aches while Bloom reclined in a chair for a nap. "I need a vacation." Aurix groaned.
"Or maybe you need to not work so hard."
"Yea, I'll cut my combat duties, Mycroft is spending too much time in the forests."
"Well he is a druid."
"He's been slacking off his duties as lord of coppers."
"Well that means you have more time for us." Bloom said grumpily, annoyed that she rarely got to stay around with her husband for the past year.
"I'm sorry really."
"Aurix you have a bad habit of overworking."
"I know I know."
"We're going back to battle soon." Aurix took his human form as he headed for the bed to sleep for the night as his wife curled up around him, just listening to his quiet breathing until she fell asleep.
At the same time off the coast of Gondor below the waves, a flotilla of 16 Bahamut class mark 4 submarines snuck up on the ships that Sauron had hired to tie up forces that could be sent to aid Minas Tirith from the coastal cities of Gondor.
The rear admiral of the flotilla ordered the 3 forward torpedo tubes to be fired at the trailing pirate vessels. The torpedoes meant and rated to pierce and hole the strongest adamantium armour plating on the most powerful Drow battleships, pierced the wood panels as if the ships were made out of the thinnest paper.
Not 5 minutes after the first torpedo was fired the whole corsair fleet of 200 ships was sunk and the submarines propel off, leaving the pirates to drown in the deep water.
High above the city on the coast of the lands of West Harad, hundreds of miles southwest of the large Gondorian costal city of Dol Amroth, a Drake class mark 3 bomber dropped a 200 megaton bomb onto the major city, supplying a massive slave trade and pirating named "City of the Corsairs." The powerful flash of the blast and the huge mushroom cloud could be seen in Osgiliath and Minas Tirith as the winds swept the radioactive dust and ash southeast into Harad.
Back at the fortress of Dunharrow, King Théoden ordered his now 10,000 troops to load up into the trucks that carried infantry to battle of the Draconia mechanized and motorized divisions, while Aragorn voiced his decision to take the paths of the Dead to summon the oathbreakers.
Erianus decided to go with Aragorn because Erianus was a necromancer and ghosts stood no chance against him. 3 hours later, Erianus, Gimli and Aragorn walked along a dark pathway under a mountain.
Erianus shivered at the amount of necromancy radiating from the passageway. Erianus, being a Dragon, suffered no adverse effects from delving into the dark arts of death magic. He sighed as he walked forward. They entered a large chamber after an hour and a half of jogging. The necromancy radiated even more strongly there as a haunting voice rang out.
"Who enters my domain?"
"One who would hold you to your oath." Aragorn said.
"The dead do not suffer the living to pass." The king started choking as Erianus holds up a hand, clenching it.
"How about the living who have mastery over the dead?" Erianus released the king with a warning glare while Aragorn quickly got over his shock.
"I am Isildur's heir, fight for me and I will hold your oath fulfilled, what say you?"
"Bah you waste your time Aragorn, they had no honour in life, they have none now in death."
"I am Isildur's heir, fight for me and I will release you from this living death, what say you?" Aragorn called out as the king laughed and all the ghosts in the hall faded away into invisibility.
"STAND, YOU TRAITORS." Gimli bellowed. Aragorn sighed as suddenly the walls started rumbling and broke open as skulls started falling out, enough to bury the party.
"GET OUT OF HERE." Erianus bellowed, grabbing Gimli by the scruff of the neck as he hauled him forward, with Aragorn running behind him. As the three burst out from the mountain Aragorn collapsed in despair when he saw the tremendous ships sailing down the river until he saw every single one of them had the Draconic crest on it. The king of the dead strode out and proclaimed: "We fight." His ghostly eyes pop at seeing the massive ship, despite it being only a light cruiser of the Draconic armada, then he saw the crest on the ship and saw the same crest on Erianus' circlet.
"King?" He asked.
"No, I am the brother of the emperor, Dragon lord of silvers." The king noticed many Dragons of metal colours flying over.
"Ah."
Erianus took his true form and easily got the attention with the sun shining off his silver armour.
Quickly the ghosts are loaded up into one of the troop transports and the whole armada floated off down the river to the defence of Minas Tirith. Even at top speeds it would take 4 days to get there due to what little of Drow navy sent to this world was still enough to delay and generally be a pain in the ass.
Back in Minas Tirith, Darlana was swearing very fluently and consistently in Draconic under her breath. The scouts she had sent out reported a force of 5 million Drow and another 20 million of their slave and puppet armies a week away.
"This is ridiculous, I'm getting way to old for this." Darlana groaned, downing her double shot of vodka and pouring herself another with her telepathic abilities as she messaged her forehead to stave off a headache.
"Considering I'm 500 years older than you, you have no room to complain." Legolas said amusedly as he comes up behind Darlana and messaged her shoulders. "Relax Darlana, why are you tied up in knots." Darlana just groaned in response to his bad pun, referring to yesterday and his hands loosened her tense shoulder muscles.
"Just this report has me worried, very much so. We are most likely so screwed." Legolas sighed.
"I saw the reports already, your father will be here with many reinforcements, any good news?"
"Yes, we managed to salvage another 20 artillery batteries intact. Another 80 need minor to heavy repair but we will have them all ready for tomorrow. We have another 30 anti-tank guns, and saved 4 of their tanks. The lighter stuff namely assault rifles and machine guns we took and are mostly allowing the Gondorians to use them as they are somewhat subpar to our own weapons."
"I don't want to talk about battle or preparations right now, you work too hard."
"That I may, but at least I'm not a trouble magnet." Darlana said with an emphasizing look at Legolas who just gave a sour look.
"I have no idea what you are speaking of." Legolas said, crossing his arms.
"Would you like the list?" Darlana asked with a mischievous smirk.
"What list?" Legolas groaned.
"The list of the amount of scraps and troubles I ended up saving you from."
"Ok, then let me hear this list." Legolas said, walking around the desk and sitting in the swivel chair with a huff. Darlana opened a saved file on her laptop and began reading.
"3 Warg dens. 4 Orc encampments, sorry 5. A small Drow coven, 4 bear traps. 10 pits, 5 pits with spikes, 6 pits with Orcs. 5 Wolf caves. I can go on with the stuff I learned from Aragorn if you-EEP."
Legolas had had enough as he walked around the desk and pounced on Darlana.
"Let me see that list." Legolas growled, pulling the laptop to him and growled again as he read the list and turned to his wife, pinning her to the chair. "What am I going to do with you?" Legolas asked as he .leaned in close to Darlana "Tell me, my dear wife, what should I do to curb your mischief?"
"Mischief? What ever do you mean?" Darlana asked, batting her eyes innocently.
"Hush." Legolas kissed her then pulled her from the chair and, sat on it pulling her onto him. "I can't help myself around you." He murmured, kissing Darlana again when the door beeped.
Darlana sighed and yelled out: "Not a good time, I'll deal with it later."
"As you wish milady." General Drakefire said, while Darlana turned back to Legolas.
"Now where were we?" Legolas silenced her by kissing her again, his hands slipping up the back of Darlana's shirt to caress the folds of the skin where her wings met her back.
Darlana hissed in pleasure then groaned as the hem of her shirt raised an inch.
"We're not going that far. I'd like to be able to get ready for battle in a moment's notice, and not have my clothes scattered around the room by you." Darlana insisted, making Legolas growl in annoyance against her neck.
"Damn this war, I want you."
"I want you too, but regrettably work before pleasure." Legolas sighed, then closed the laptop Darlana was working at.
"I know for a fact that you have the habit of overworking and you have been working for 6 hours, no more until the Drow appear, you are mine, understand?"
"Wow, somebody's controlling." Darlana teased.
"The fact that you somebody so independent would allow me to control you is something I treasure."
"Because I trust you, I know you would not do anything I would not let you do. Besides you are far too honourable do try anything I did not wish to do." Legolas grinned as a thought he would not normally have gotten before the soul bond came to his mind which he shielded from Darlana.
Since the soul bond had formed Legolas had become far more playful and teasing with his wife then he would normally be. Legolas kissed her again letting the kiss last longer and his hands roamed over her back before flicking her bra clasp, unlocking it, taking advantage of Darlana's very dazed state he gently snatched it from her and hides it behind his back. Legolas continued the kiss until Darlana pulled away and noticed her missing article of clothing.
"Ok give it back."
"Whatever do you mean?"
"You know what I'm talking about, this is not normal for you, this is more something I might do to tease you."
"I think our bond has changed us both somewhat, you are fun to rile up. Darlana sighed as she snatched back her missing article of clothing and put it back on. Legolas kissed her again as Darlana swung her wings around them forming a cocoon of gold for their privacy.
Darlana broke free from Legolas' grip to avoid things heating up too much. Ignoring his pout, Darlana returned to work while Legolas watched her; Darlana had a small smile on her face as she returned to work until she retires early to have plenty of energy for tomorrow.
Two days later, the Drow and their puppet forces were arranged on the fields of Pelennor 25 million against 306 thousand of the Draconian and Gondorian forces combined. Darlana watched as the Drow set up mana shields around their artillery and tents, then begin to set in preparation for attacking.
"Priority target Drow artillery, if we can silence their batteries we'll have a tremendous advantage." Darlana said over the coms to her artillery commanders who reply in the affirmative.
"Fire." Darlana sneered as 155 artillery batteries ranging from the medium 155 mm shells to the monster 2 cm shells opened up in a concentrated barrage silencing nearly 200 of the Drow batteries before they could even fire. Drow batteries easily numbering in the hundreds of thousands open up on Minas Tirith, protected only by a combined power of a mark 5 mana well.
The shells blast against the powerful shield around the city which batted back the artillery force almost contemptuously. Darlana sighed again.
"Meh, beggars can't be choosers." Darlana said as she set up the infantry launcher for her 10 megaton nuke. Pippin came up to her.
"What are you setting up?"
"Something that will give the enemies a mushroom, a mushroom they certainly won't like, a mushroom cloud that is." Pippin just looked confused. "Cover your ears, launch." Darlana ordered as the large missile fired off and flew high above the slave army before it landed and detonated its deadly payload, engulfing many.
The whole force of 250,000 white Dragons and those of white Dragon decent were vaporized in nanoseconds. In fact the whole force of slave chromatic Dragons are engulfed and destroyed by the blast as no red Dragons were brought to this battle. The blast quickly died off and the shockwave weakened the mana wells, making shields around the Drow artillery and troop formations.
From the heavens a huge spider's legs swept down and cleared up the radiation from the blast of the nuke before retracting itself and screaming in Lloth's voice, "ATTACK."
Both sides now continue firing, as now Drow artillery open up on the city and the durability of the shield begins to fall.
After 6 hours of loading the army was completely set to go and began driving down the path. Rohan's forces were doped up on anti-nausea drugs at travelling at 180 kph for considerable time.
"Ok, so we are 7 hours drive at our current pace to Gondor. The 501st paratrooper division supported by the "Drakes of the seas. 608th marine division have halted all northern incursions from Mordor or the so called "easterlings" at the Gondorian fortress of Cair Andros. We are heading directly to Minas Tirith, we will link up with the 7th through 9th armies that are sweeping down after clearing the enemy fortress of Dol Guldur with support from both Lothlorien and Thranduil's forces from Lasgalen." Théoden and Éomer nod in understanding as they pore over the maps in the command vehicle with Aurix and Bloom.
"Aurix, A nuke was let off from Minas Tirith, 10 megaton yield." Bloom said.
"The 447th does not have nuclear ordinance as far as I know." Ancalagan, who was nearby, checks a record.
"They don't, Darlana on the other hand applied for a 10 and 35 megaton. Black ops records show the 35 was used 500 years ago."
"Ah, she's your child indeed." Aurix said with a slight smirk as he nudged his wife.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"What' your philosophy for battle? Better major overkill than no kill." Aruix glances at Bloom's thighs where her Desert Dragon handguns were the largest in the car as most prefered the Berettas, or Glocks. "And you modified your handguns to handle the same calibre as the DM-7's."
"Damn straight." Bloom said with a smirk "Care to make something out of it?"
"Not now." Aurix returned to the maps "Now UAV reports that Lloth cleared the radiation and her armies suffered tremendous losses from the surprise of the nuke. Of 25 million she lost half that from the strike and another 3.5 from the shockwave and initial radiation, so she has about 9 million left. Our own forces number about 9.35, we have numbers and quality of gear as our navy has cut off any forces that can come from Harad."
"How?" Asked Éomer.
"We have vessels that can go under the water called submarines, we have massive ships that have powerful weapons. Our newest battleships have…" A lieutenant whispered something in his emperor's ear, making the emperor turn to him in surprise.
"Really, already?"
"Yes milord, 2 1.5 terawatt refracted laser turrets."
"Wow, impressive. Those can melt any current type of armour except the newest ablative." Aurix said, considerably impressed, then he turned to Rohan's leaders. "Technical terms, never mind, let's just say that the war against the Drow is turning considerably in our favour." Aurix sighed then turned to the comlink "increase speed to 210 KPH, we need to hurry." The army increased speed to hopefully head to the city before it fell, despite its defenders.
Back in Minas Tirith, Darlana cursed as the shield drops to 56% strength. Already the Drow attempted to pierce the shield directly with mana drills, essentially the reverse of a mana shield.
"Small arms target the Drow. Light machine guns and heavy continue fire. Increase rate of fire if possible." 'Come on father, we need reinforcements damnit, we can't keep this up forever.' Darlana said in her mind as her forces let off another massive artillery barrage, silencing more Drow batteries as the batteries exploded because their mana wells had fail.
Between bullets and enhanced Gondorian arrows Drow numbers continued to fall but the shield protecting the city does as well. Darlana sighed and summoned a massive meteor swarm to crush the Drow artillery batteries.
A good quarter of the spell was countered by the Drow mages but of the remaining 300,000 Drow batteries, only 75,000 batteries remained in a condition to fire. In retaliation, Lloth sent down avatar level magic to slam against the mana shield halving it's remaining durability.
Darlana cursed because she knew Lloth would retaliate against any other major forms of magic from her. More artillery shells fell, some even managing to breach the shield, one shell landed 5 feet from Denethor who had come to inspect the battle.
Already killed by the shell, the body of the steward is catapulted off into the Drow lines where in a final act of defiance landed on a Drow crew about to load a explosive shell into a cannon, causing them to drop the sensitive shell which went off engulfing, a platoon of 50 troops and 10 batteries in a sizable explosion.
By now the Drow batteries fall silent as the Drow retreated to their special tents and magical shelters that were built from pieces of the Underdark, the great network of subterranean caves that ran through the lands of Asia and central Europe back on Earth. These pieces radiated that strange energy that gave the Drow their natural powers, and kept their magical blades and armour intact, otherwise they would wither and fade in the light of the sun.
The sunlight broke free of the morning clouds as both sides take time to maintain their batteries Darlana sighed as she withdrew from the wall to the chambers given to her by Boromir and Faramir. She sighed as she pulled out the earpiece and turned it off before removing her plate armour.
Darlana, for the first time in a long time, felt fear. She knew what the Drow would do if they caught her again; she would be nothing more than a broken plaything for whichever of the Drow house that ended up claiming her as property. House Do'urden, despite Drizzt's betrayal, had risen to become second of the noble houses of Menzoberranzan. Mainly for breaking the surface Drow and seizing great lands and many resources and slaves.
They would most likely want to break her for allowing their misbegotten son to escape their wrath. Darlana vowed to herself that if the Drow took her, they would follow her to the afterlife. But something made Darlana pause in her steps at that thought. Legolas, her husband and lover, normally Elves would sleep with their eyes open unless unwell or very tired, but the soul bond gave many small changes, nothing conscious, all changes ended up making the pair closer and, not to say they weren't a perfect match already it just turned 100 into 110.
Darlana changed into her nightclothes and the love drowned the fear, as she laid down, Legolas' arms curl around her automatically as she moved back into his warm body, letting herself fall asleep.
"Darlana you awake?"
"No."
"Clearly you are as you are replying."
"I'm sleep talking, now shut up. I know for a fact the Drow will be silent till midnight tomorrow to have enough time to regroup. And I want time for sleep, you and food tomorrow with no distractions or restrictions."
Legolas smirked as he sensed what she meant as he snuggled up into her and allowing her to sleep.
The next day, Darlana had a quick inspection done; everything was nominal and the mana shield over the city managed to be repaired to 55%. Explosions went off near the Drow artillery points as the sabotage teams Darlana sent reported a successful mission, having managed to steal half the ammo available to the Drow and another 1000 artillery batteries due to shrinking spells and bags of holding of the 4th type.
The sabotage left nearly half the remaining Drow batteries non functional or destroyed. 40,000 remained capable of firing, nowhere near enough firepower required to break the city, but when midnight came, the Drow tried again.
By now, Gondor's answering fire from trebuchets launching boulders filled with nitro-glycerine, and the 1155 batteries of artillery began to stem the tide of Drow. From the water cries of fear was heard as a massive ship can be seen through the gloom, A large flash of red lances out from one of the huge bulbish protrusion on the bow of the ship and the light washes over the Drow army, lighting the area and blinding many.
A second light washes over a different sector of the Drow army revealing that the lands first hit had been turned to glass. 5 minutes later the newly nicknamed "rasers" (Rectification lasers) finish turning all but 10,000 Drow and slaves to glass and carbon atoms.
"Ummm wow." Was all Darlana said.
"Is that one of yours?"
"An Aurix class battleship series 5? Yep."
A few hours later, the 1st, 7th and 9th armies of Draconia along with what was deemed Rohan's 1st army filtered down into the fields of Pelennor to see a small force of Drow and slaves standing around, having thrown their weapons to the ground being surrounded by the forces of the 55th and 89th marine and 447th infantry divisions.
Darlana walked forward to meet up with her parents. She was engulfed by her father, gently hugged by her mother, and body tackled by Nathala, knocking Darlana onto her ass.
"We did it, we won." Mass cheering was quickly quelled.
"Not yet, but we will soon."
Several hours later in the old throne room, the royals, of Théoden, Éomer, Aragorn, Gimli, Boromir and Faramir, the Dragon lords, the Darkwielders and the Greenleafs waited to discuss any plans.
"Frodo has passed beyond my sight; I sent him to his death."
"How?" Gimli asked while smoking as he sat.
"Because 10,000 Orcs now stand between him and mount Doom." Gandalf sighed as a sergeant of Draconia's army came in and reports.
"My lord, an Elven army under the command of king Thranduil is here." Aurix looked up.
"How big?"
"At least 4000 my lord." King Thranduil was soon airlifted up to the castle to join the meeting and greeted his son and daughter-in-law with hugs and giving a warrior's greeting to Aurix and polite greetings to everybody else, including Gimli.
"Now I have good and bad news depending on your point of view." Aurix said. "The good news is that we have defeated practically the last of Lloth's forces, she has 3 final divisions in Mordor. Along with Sauron's 10000 forces. Now the bad news is I need to withdraw my armies and a good amount of my divisions, we do have a war to fight in our world, and we have a successful attack but we need the forces I have here to push through and beat the Drow back, all I can spare is 1 division." General Jane Drakefire of the 447th spoke up.
"The 447th has been here for a long time my lord; I would like to volunteer our capabilities to our allies here." Aurix nodded.
"Very well then, the 447th and the 501st is all that I can spare." There were sighs and murmurs of acknowledgement as Aragorn decided he would take as many forces possible and attack Mordor directly.
For the first time since the start of the war, not including the Drow forces, Mordor now was out numbered. 7000 Rohan troops, 4500 Gondorian and 4500 Elves against 10,000 Orcs. But Lloth had 900,000 troops against 600,000 Draconians. In the end, this war would ultimately be decided by the fate of the One ring.
A/N: well, It's done, two weeks behind schedule, I apologize, life and inspiration bit me in the ass hard, enjoy this chapter, I'll try to get the next one out asap
SE
Translations
1) Draconic: That mountain is full of necromancy
2) Draconic: I know brother, why do you worry
3) Draconic: Aragorn is looking at the mountain, almost in a trance
4) Draconic: Anything to worry about?
5) Draconic: Not sure, possibly one of us should have a word with him
6) Draconic: I agree, you do it
7) Draconic: Why me
8) Draconic: Because i told you to
9) Draconic: Fine, fine tiny one
10) Draconic: Do you want me to hurt you? I am not happy right now
11) Draconic: Do not make me drag your big butt back home, come with me NOW.
12) Draconic: You are welcome to try