Chapter 2703 If You Can't Say It, Don't Say It (Sure Enough, Nioh 2 Is Very Comfortable to Fight)

The White City opened its gates, and the soldiers rushed in terrified, and Gandalf also hurried to the leading general.

"Faramir, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Mithranda."

The man who took off his helmet heaved a sigh of relief, then he turned his head and saw Fangzheng driving Fenrir into the city gate, and then a drift stopped beside them.

"Thank you for your help, warrior."

Faramir got off his horse and saluted Fangzheng respectfully.

"You're welcome, I'm idle anyway."

Fangzheng waved his hand, and answered casually. Hearing his answer, Faramir suddenly looked embarrassed... How should he answer this question?

However, before Gandalf could say anything to ease the atmosphere, Fang Zheng took out the bookcase from his arms.

"This is a letter from the King of Rohan. They have seen the beacon fire of Minas Tirith, and they have already dispatched their troops. They will stay at Dunharlow and go to Gondor as soon as the soldiers gather."

"real?!"

Hearing this, both Gandalf and Faramir showed surprise expressions.

"How soon will they be in Minas Tirith?"

"Didn't I say that? They have just set off. They will gather at Dunharlow two days later and set off for Gondor on the third day."

"Huh? But... this bookcase..."

Faramir looked at the bookcase in Fangzheng's hand, and then looked at him suspiciously. The latter shrugged his shoulders.

"How can the speed of those cavalry compare with mine? Also, another purpose of my coming here this time is to confirm the current situation in Minas Tirith, and then I have to go back and inform them."

"So, you mean that you have arrived in Minas Tirith just after they set off?"

Gandalf also felt incredible, while Fang Zheng nodded.

"That's pretty much it, believe it or not."

"It is indeed the seal of the King of Rohan."

Although it was unbelievable, Faramir nodded after carefully inspecting the bookcase. He looked at the black steel object under Fangzheng with some surprise.

"It's really unimaginable, is this the power of magic?"

"This is science, not magic."

Fangzheng waved his hand.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter... You guys just escaped, tell me what's going on now? Sauron has launched an attack? What's in the army?"

Hearing this, Faramir also looked serious. He glanced at Fangzheng, then nodded to him and Gandalf.

"This is not the place to talk, come with me."

Soon, a group of people came to the room in the castle, and then Faramir told the other party what happened to his army. They originally thought that Sauron's army would attack from the north, so they sent several scouts to investigate, but they didn't expect that instead of doing what they thought, the other party used the thick fog to go down the river and made a beach grab on the river beach Landed, attacked from the rear.

Unfortunately, there are no heavy machine guns in this era, and Normandy is impossible. Faramir's army was caught off guard because of this. They fought from early morning to noon, and finally had to choose to retreat because they were outnumbered. I see it.

According to Faramir's description, Sauron's army is mainly half-orcs at present, and then the ring spirits. In fact, those ring spirits were far more threatening to them than the half-orcs. Originally relying on their familiarity with the environment, if Faramir wanted to, he could use guerrilla warfare to contain the half-orcs' troops.

But the problem is that there are ring spirits on the opposite side who like to cast all AOE fear spells. The screams of the vicious monsters they manipulate will make the soldiers have splitting headaches, pain, and fear. In this case, they have no way to fight well. That's why he had to choose to retreat.

"The Ringwraiths are indeed a problem."

Fang Zheng nodded, and at the same time glanced at Gandalf—to be honest, when watching the movie, Fang Zheng always felt that Gandalf's strength was very fascinated. He was able to draw a tie with the Balrog, but when facing the Ringwraiths, he seemed very weak. Weak, almost killed in three or two hits, even if the opponent is the leader of the ring spirits, it would be too cheap to raise his hands and surrender in two or three hits.

In fact, the movie hardly shows that Gandalf has any powerful mana, which is why "the wizard just clicks on the flash and then goes up to whirlwind". After all, whether facing the Balrog or expelling the Ringwraiths in the movie, Gandalf basically takes his staff, puts a white light on it, and then chops it up with his sword.

At least Saruman manipulated a crow and released a fireball.

Gandalf is really too cheap.

To say that the most embarrassing battle was the battle between Gandalf and Saruman in the first part of the movie. Two fairy-like mages waved their staffs in the air, and then the two sides said "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Calling and then turning over... Are you guys fighting? Or dance street dance?

To be honest, the competition of internal strength in martial arts TV dramas in the 1980s is better than this.

"I hope you can stay here to help us defend Minas Tirith."

Faramir stared at Fang Zheng and made a sincere request. After all, Fang was the only one who could confront the Ring Spirits head-on and kill them with ease. The strange abilities of the ring spirits seemed completely useless in front of this man. If he was there, those ring spirits would never dare to appear on the battlefield ostentatiously.

And once the assistance of the Ring Spirits is lost, the threat of Sauron's army will be much reduced.

"I'll be here for two days."

Fangzheng quickly gave an answer.

"Before Rohan's reinforcements arrive, I must leave here to join them and convey the information here. After all, this is why I came here."

"Okay, I understand... Then I have to go to see my father, so I will take my leave first."

Hearing Fangzheng's answer, Faramir seemed a little disappointed, but he still maintained his demeanor, nodded and turned to leave with the bookcase. He not only wanted to inform the regent about the fall of the city, but also told him the news of the departure of Rohan's reinforcements—maybe this would make the regent feel better.

After Faramir left, only Gandalf and Founder were left in the room. The latter randomly picked up the apple on the table and took a bite, then looked at Gandalf.

"Aren't you going with me?"

"Hehe...the regent does not welcome my appearance."

Facing Fang Zheng's question, Gandalf shook his head with a helpless wry smile, while Fang Zheng shrugged.

"Nonsense, I don't want to see you if I change it, people have worked hard all their lives for Gondor, and then you turn around and bring them back a king, and tell them that this is the supreme ruler of Gondor... I think The Prince Regent has been quite polite in not putting you in prison."

"But the king will return."

Gandalf sighed and said firmly.

"So you're taking everyone else for fools?"

Fang Zheng snorted softly.

"You treat others as fools, but it doesn't mean that others are willing to admit that they are fools. I said, Mr. Gandalf, don't you really think that Aragorn just needs to return to Minas Tirith and declare himself to be Arathon?" The son of the royal family, the descendants of the royal family, the people of Gondor will kneel down and shout long live."

Having said this, Fangzheng took another bite of the apple.

"That's why I sympathize with the regent. The so-called princes and generals have kindness. What's so great about blood? People without blood can still govern the country very well, and even people with royal blood may ruin the country A mess. Aragorn is a ranger, and he has never ruled a country. Who knows where he will take Gondor in the end? Maybe Gondor is not destroyed by Sauron, but by Aragorn died………"

"You don't know Aragorn, he has the qualifications of a king..."

"It has nothing to do with me."

Fangzheng finished his last bite of apple and looked at Gandalf again.

"To be honest, I'm just a passing stranger. It doesn't matter to me what happens to Gondor. I'll be leaving soon. So there's no point in convincing me. You should convince the people of Gondor , the ministers, nobles, and courtiers, let them admit that a northern ranger can become the ruler of Gondor... After all, the life and death of this place is not my business, is it?"

After saying this, Fangzheng stood up, clapped his hands and walked out of the room. Only Gandalf stayed there, silent.

The next day, Faramir did not appear, but there was bad news.

The regent was very annoyed at the loss of the river bank, and reprimanded Faramir for not being loyal to his duties. As for the bookcase of King Rohan brought by Faramir, the regent regarded it as a lie, and he did not believe that Rohan would come to help. And he didn't think it could be defended here, so the regent gave Faramir an order to take back the riverside station from Sauron's half-orc army again!

This was obviously an impossible task, because the place was already occupied by the half-orc army, the number was more than tens of thousands, and Faramir's men were simply not enough. To attack the city under such circumstances was simply seeking death.

But Faramir still accepted the order of the regent and took his subordinates on a long journey.

"Faramir, Faramir!!"

Seeing Faramir, who was fully dressed and riding his war horse through the street, Gandalf hurriedly pushed away the crowd and came to him.

"Your father has lost his mind, don't let him die for nothing!"

Facing Gandalf's persuasion, Faramir replied in a low voice.

"No, where is my loyalty? This is the royal city of the Numenoreans. To defend her beauty, ancient monuments and civilization, I would die with honor."

Hearing this, Gandalf also sighed.

"Actually your father loves you, Faramir..."

However, at this moment, Fang Zheng came over and pushed him away.

"Come on, if you can't talk, why don't you say yes?"

After saying something to Gandalf, Fangzheng looked at Faramir.

"Let me ask you, if you died to prove your loyalty, are you loyal to Gondor or to your father?"

".........?"

Facing Fang Zheng's tricky question, Faramir didn't know how to answer for a while, he stopped and looked at Fang Zheng suspiciously.

"Is there any difference between the two?"

"certainly."

Fangzheng spread his hands.

"If you are loyal to your father and are willing to die for him, then please, no one will stop you. But if you want to protect Gondor and Minas Tirith, then you have to rethink your decision gone."

"..."

"Look around, Faramir."

Fangzheng pointed to the people on the surrounding streets.

"The army of Sauron is approaching, and Minas Tirith needs capable men to lead and command. You are the son of the regent king, and you are the most qualified man. If you die, then the people of Minas Tirith will The defense is a mess, when Sauron's army arrives, how long do you think you can defend here without a commander?"

“……………………”

Faramir did not speak, but fell silent.

"Let me ask you, when the time comes, who will command and protect this city? The Regent? Or Gandalf? Or someone else? Who can do it? It's easy for you to die, and you'll be fine once you close your eyes. He flooded the sky, when the city of Minas Tirith will be destroyed, and everyone will die, it doesn’t matter to you if you are drunk by the half-orc stew, right?”

"........."

Hearing this, Faramir gritted his teeth, gripped the rein in his hand, and remained silent.

"Do you want to know how to solve it? Come on, come down, I will give you a cheat."

Fang Zheng smiled and waved to Faramir. The latter hesitated for a moment, then got off his horse and came to Fang.

"what do you want to say?"

"Oh, I have nothing to say, I just want to tell you... just lie down."

After the words fell, Fangzheng punched Faramir directly in the lower abdomen. The latter immediately widened his eyes and opened his mouth. However, before he could yell out, Fangzheng threw out another right uppercut, and Faramir was seen Just like that, he was beaten into the air, hit the wall and passed out.

Faced with this unexpected scene, everyone around was in an uproar, while Fang Zheng clapped his hands and looked at the soldiers behind Faramir.

"If the regent asked, he would say that Ramir disturbed my interest, so I beat him up. He won't be able to get up for a while, and he will probably lie on the bed until tomorrow...Of course, the regent If the king didn’t ask, you can just pretend that this never happened.”

After saying this, Fangzheng waved his hands and turned to leave, while the soldiers were stunned for a moment, then hurriedly dismounted and carried Faramir away in a hurry.

Seeing Fangzheng leaving, Gandalf also shook his head, but he was very grateful to Fangzheng in his heart. Although his actions were indeed unexpected, they saved Faramir's life. As Fang Zheng said, at this critical juncture, if there is not a military general who can convince everyone to command here, then Minas Tirith will really be in disaster.

But this approach...Gandalf really didn't think about it.

but……………

"What a strange man."

Looking at Fangzheng's back in the distance, Gandalf couldn't help but sigh with emotion.