"I am Myron. I once learned knowledge from Aoli. When he made dwarves, I learned to make halflings, and I also helped Yafana make tree people. Therefore, I know how to speak and understand their customs. After all, tree people have not changed since ancient times." Zhao Mai said: "I have also participated in the construction of giant lamps, which brings light and vitality to the Arda world. It was only when Milkor was exiled for the first time, I also left this world, but I have just come back. Some things about me have changed, but one thing will not change."

Zhao Mai pointed to his head: "My memory has not been affected anyway."

Grofindale stood up suddenly and said, "If you are Myron, can you defeat Zoro? What are you waiting for? You can end the pain of the creatures in this world!"

"I haven't actually fought, so I can only say that I can defeat Zoro." Zhao Mai signaled to Lord Jinhua not to rush to draw a conclusion, and sat down and said slowly: "You also know that when Numanor was destroyed and sunk by Iluvita, Zoro was on that continent and he was not dead. And you said just now that in the last war between the elves and humans, Zoro could still fight under the Doom Volcano with all the strength of the legions. To be honest, if I walk in the state of a warrior, at most it would be that level. Therefore, we two should be in unison. We must have a war to say who wins and who will lose. I am not afraid of fighting, but now Zoro has no body. How can I fight him? I am not good at fighting on the spiritual level. Therefore, the key to everything is to destroy the Lord of the Ring."

Grofindale sat down, thought for a while, and nodded. "You are right, the key is to destroy the Lord of the Rings. Unfortunately, Elrond did not ask you to follow the Rings Team, maybe their itinerary will be smoother."

"Even if I am in that team, I can't break into Mordor all the way, and I still have to sneak in. In that case, it's better to fight more evil here." Zhao Mai said: "If we can defeat Saruman, at least many people will be freed from danger, which is also worth our efforts."

Grofindale nodded vigorously. "Merron, since you are Myron, then Zoro is taking your name?"

"You mean he used Mailon's name to deceive the elves, that was indeed an impersonation." Zhao Mai saw an exceptionally tall and stout tree man coming, then gently moved the gardener Long from his knee and put his head on the body of the reserved grain. The little guy was still sleeping and grabbed the reserved grain ears.

"Okay, everyone is here, we can have a meeting." Zhao Mai walked to the middle of the tree people, bowed slightly to them and nodded to greet them. "It is me who invited all the tree people to attend the meeting and introduce myself. I am Meilong, one of your creators."

The tree people stood up, swaying their bodies, exchanging opinions with rustling leaves, looking at Zhao Mai with eyes like pools of water, and said in a thick voice: "We cannot judge the authenticity of this sentence, because what you said was long before our birth. We can only remember the changes in the world and the changes in the world we saw after opening our eyes. Although we were also interested in the previous things, we had no way to ask about them. We unanimously agreed that we would not make any comments on this matter."

"I know your duty is to take care of the plants in Middle Earth, speak for all the plants that have rooted in the ground, and punish all those who have ruined them, but how did you do it?" Zhao Mai said: "I can only see you in the Fagong Forest, what about other places? Apart from the ancient elves, who else remembers tree people? I only know that humans and dwarves don't care about your thoughts because they don't know your existence at all, let alone your purpose and ideas. As for the orcs, there is no need to mention them. They are still cutting down the Fagong Forest, which is your last settlement!"

"The orcs are cutting down the forest? There is no situation in the north. The misty mountains are fine. There is peace in the east." The tallest tree man said: "The south is Saruman's place, and it is impossible for the orcs to cut down trees under the surveillance of the white-robed wizard."

"It was this white-robed wizard who made the orcs cut down the forest, raised the stove with wood, made armor and weapons, and maintained a powerful army." Zhao Mai said: "Saruman has betrayed humans, elves and dwarves, and betrayed all the people who love peace. He has been with Zoro! Do you care or not?"

The tree men began to talk to each other again, and their words were very slow, and even the elves with long life were not so slow. Grofindale walked around, but did not join the meeting because of his trust in Zhao Mai. He is now beginning to understand why humans and dwarves are very impatient in front of the elves. Isn't he like this now?

The tree people gradually withered, leaving only the Fagong Forest, so what about the elves? Maybe all the elves left Verino, and maybe there were reasons for this. Grofindale sighed slightly, sighing at the fate of the elves.

The tree man slowly discussed it for a long time, and then the oldest and most prestigious tree man, "Thu Hu", came out, muttered a few times and said, "It has been a while since I doubted why the orcs could travel through my forest freely. I used to think that maybe Saruman was not there, or that he relaxed his control over the border because of some important matters. Until recently, when I stood on the hillside and looked southward, I could see the black smoke rising from the direction of Osankta. Some animals coming from the southern border also mentioned that orcs with axes came. This just proves your words, and Saruman is likely to allow the orcs to harm my trees."

"It's not let go, it's command and driving," said Grofindale. "We came from that direction, and saw a lot of residual stumps on the way, and many places had turned from woods to bare hills and plains. As for the other direction, the Pass of Rohan and the White Mountains, there were already deserted. We came on the soil, without grass, or even leaves."

The tree beard waved its fists, and the beards under the mouth of the tree hole were raised up, and was very excited: "We must stop all this and cannot let Saruman destroy the crystallization of nature. On the southern border, there are many trees there, my friends, my old friends who are ripe from branches to leaves. I cannot tolerate them being thrown into the stove and burned into carbon ash. The trees cannot speak, and if they do not dedicate their fruits, other creatures will not regret and regret their disappearance, so we have our responsibilities. The trees also have their own anger, and that anger is now called tree people!"

Grofindale breathed a sigh of relief: "We elves will go with you, and it is our unavoidable mission to defeat evil."

"Elf have always been friendly warriors, and we also like to watch you leaping among the branches. But we like to disguise ourselves and listen to you recite poems praising nature and chant songs about nature." Shuhu turned to Zhao Mai and said, "We are willing to fight the orcs, but Saruman is a white-robed wizard after all, and we are still worried about him. It would be great if our number was greater. Unfortunately, many of our companions died of evil forces in the dark years, and all of our tree wives disappeared, and there was no birth of the tree man baby in a long time. We went everywhere and called their names, but we always found nothing. Therefore, the number of our tree man has been decreasing, and we can't even care about the Fagong Forest."

Zhao Mai looked at the green tree canopy above their heads and said regretfully: "I don't know where the tree wife has gone, why don't I come back, but there is one thing I can do."
Chapter completed!