Game In Middle Earth 37 Chapter 37.

Azaghâl was impressed and was not the only one, everyone who was watching the conversation between the dwarf lord and Adrinû's messenger were shocked.

"Aaaaa!" - After a few seconds, Azaghâl reacted and shouted while looking for the one who had done that. - "You have overtaken me, boy!"

"I'm so sorry, old man, but I could not take it anymore!" - Aldarion shouted furiously. The one who shot the arrow that killed the messenger was none other than him.

"What is that 'old'?! How dare you talk to me like that?! They had never disrespected me in that way!" - Due to the anger, Aldarion did not realize that he began to use the way of speaking of his previous life.

's.h.i.t! Well, we will worry after that. I'm tired of pretending'. - Aldarion thought. The truth is that, since he reincarnated, he has been faking his way of talking continuously, trying to talk as they would in movies and books, but it was exhausting. He must always think he had to say and that, in the end, tired him a lot.

"The worst thing is that you stole from me who was going to be the first victim of my ax in the battle!" - Azaghâl kept shouting angrily in the middle of the battlefield, while everyone was listening.

"Sorry old man, but the things that man-shaped pig was saying have p.i.s.sed me off a lot!" - Aldarion continued telling him.

All the soldiers of the alliance, who, until a moment ago, gave off an air of nervousness and fury, began to relax as they watched the two argue. This scene seemed like a comedy.

Feladrias, who watched all this from her flank, could not help but put a smile on her face. - "It's already old! You've been very slow, if he did not, I killed him myself!" - He shouted.

Dwarf Lord turned around to see Feladria. - "You too?! What is that old man?! You're so much older than me, d.a.m.n pointed ears!"

"Let's forget about that! The most important thing now is the enemy in front of us!" - Feladrias answered, changing her face to a more serious one.

Azaghâl suppressed his next retort, he breathed deeply to relax and he started giving orders. - "Alright brothers, prepare for the battle! Do not let them rest, because they do not deserve it! Without fear! Baruk Khazâd!"

"Khazâd ai-mênu!" - All the dwarves answered.

Finally, Azaghâl looked in the direction Adrinû was and he shouted. - "Come here if you have value bag of bones with legs! We're going to show you what happens to those who try to mess with our people!"

At that moment, the enemy horns sounded and the troops began to mobilize.

...

Meanwhile in the tribal army camp.

"d.a.m.n they are. I try to be magnanimous and that's how they pay me". - The one who spoke was none other than Adrinû.

"Kâin! Send six thousand soldiers. We will take advantage of the numerical advantage to wear them out and tire them out". - Cabreado, Adrinû ordered the attack to begin.

"My lord, it is not because it seems impertinent, but is it necessary to send so many soldiers? But I'm wrong, they are very few". - The a.s.sistant asked something nervous.

"Ah! my naive Kâin... Although they are few, our men are not rivals for them. This enemy is very well equipped, not to mention that they have prepared a great defense. They are not like the northern tribes in which all men were shepherds. They are real warriors". - Adrinû explained.

"Forgive this stupid servant for asking". - Immediately after, the a.s.sistant left to comply with the orders of his master.

In the tent, Adrinû sat on his throne while he stood watching a bundle that was on the table and covered with a piece of cloth. Seeing it, Adrinû smiled and said loudly. - "Who was going to tell me that I would find such good treasure in the cold north. It seems that luck has not abandoned me after all. You have brought me a great fortune..."

Back on the battlefield, Azaghâl had returned to his soldiers. Aldarion managed to suppress his anger a bit and began to organize his soldiers behind the palisade and the dwarf engineers began to recharge the catapults. On the flank of Feladrias more of the same happened.

"Check that everything is in order. Do not save ammunition, because every enemy you kill today is an enemy that we will not have to face tomorrow. Remember that I do not want heroes among my brothers... we will all be safe home. Today we will begin our revenge! We are going to taste the taste of the blood and it is a taste that, after today, they will hate!"

With those words, Aldarion managed to raise morale to their rangers and they began to mobilize, placing themselves in their respective positions.

Suddenly, from among the rangers, Duihir approached him. - "Nervous, my lord?"

Aldarion shook his head. - "No, furious". - Answered

"Controlled fury is not bad. It allows us to stand firm and control fear and nerves, but if it gets out of control it clouds our judgment. Be careful, my lord". - Duihir explained.

"Thanks for your concern Duihir, but you do not have to be. My fury is completely controlled. If you're worried about heroicity, it's not my style".

"I'm glad to hear you say that, my lord. Following his words, I hope we do a bloodbath today with our enemies. I'll cover your back at all times, so do not worry". - Duihir said while leaning slightly.

Aldarion put his hand on her shoulder so that she looked up and smiled at him. - "I'll entrust you with my security. I could not leave that job to another".
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"My lord... I..." - Duihir was so moved by the treatment received by Aldarion that he could not say anything.

Aldarion also could not say anything because at that moment the enemy army was already arriving in front of them, so they were placed in their positions.

Both Aldarion and Duihir took their respective bows and began to aim. All rangers did the same.

In the background the footsteps of the enemy soldiers were heard, and the rope of the catapults tensed.

All were quiet, waiting for the right moment to start firing. The enemy did not know it, but in the field there were marks that indicated the distances. The first one had already pa.s.sed, but as soon as they reached the second the order was heard.

"Shoot!"