One spear got through the Elven lines straight for Elrond's head, but his helmet resisted. Sturdy behind their shields, they got hit back and back, but they resisted. But the fight got weirder and tougher as the time passed and the Orcs didn't cooperate.
Soon, Elrond got in the front besides Ancalagon and Areiniel. The Elves drew their swords, held in front their spears and got in front stabbing every Orc they found in front of them. Draw your swords and follow me!'.Īnd with these words, the attack began. 'There's no point in using our arrows, they have made a shield wall. Seeing this, Ancalagon marched in the front. The Orcish general had already taken safer positions at the back. The assault was imminent, but Elrond hesitated for a minute. An exit that the Orcs tried ended in disaster, as the archers made a real Orcish carpets with their lifeless bodies. Elrond knew that he didn't need to answer, as he saw the same flashing in the Black Dragon's eyes.Įlrond ordered to batter the gates at first with the ballistae before the final assault. 'You feel it, my Lord?', Ancalagon asked him from his side. So many memories, so many deaths, so many heroic actions had taken place here… He remembered clearly the seven years of the siege, the many heroes that had fallen here. So, straight on to our story:Įlrond saw from far Barad-dur and his heart almost broke. Well, as I watched the stream, I have no more comments and advice to give.
