Rohan.
In front of the Golden Palace of Edoras.
"Huhu..."
The biting cold wind blew the white horse king flag on a black background and shook it.
In the dark golden palace.
On the exquisite and luxurious throne, Théoden's rickety, pale and decaying figure curled up on the throne, his eyes dull and silent.
In front of the throne.
The graceful Eowyn knelt in front of Théoden, gently holding the rough and dirty hands of the kingdom and calling softly.
"Your Majesty, your son is dead..."
After the words fell, Eowen looked at her uncle closely, hoping that he would give her a sober reply.
Then, King Théoden still stared straight ahead, his eyes empty.
"Your Majesty...Uncle, can you hear me?"
Seeing the king who was indifferent to the death of his only son, Éowyn felt more and more painful in her heart.
at this time.
Éowyn noticed that Théoden on the throne suddenly slowly moved his gaze to herself.
She looked happy and called softly: "Uncle..."
But she was quickly disappointed, and Théoden just changed direction and was in a daze.
"Your son is dead..."
"You're not going to say anything...and you're not going to do anything?"
Éowyn looked at her uncle in front of her with despair.
"Your Majesty has already worked hard enough, you shouldn't disturb him for too long..."
At this time, a sudden voice suddenly came from the side.
Eowen looked up and saw Grima's figure slowly walking out from the shadows of the hall. He was wearing a dark robe, a pale face, and sinister eyes, like a poisonous snake.
"Your Majesty, I'm leaving, you have a good rest..."
Seeing Grima appear, Éowyn immediately put away the weak expression on her face, whispered to her uncle who was still in a daze in front of her, stood up and strode outside the Golden Palace.
She didn't want to see Grima, she didn't want to see the poisonous snake.
Behind him, Grima looked at the beautiful figure leaving quickly, licked his dry lips, and his eyes became more and more gloomy.
"Huhu..."
The icy wind blew fiercely.
In the vast expanse of wild plains, on the golden palace of Edoras high above the sky, the cold wind in winter is particularly biting.
Eowyn strode out of the golden palace and quickly walked to the wide platform. She looked down at the endless empty wilderness in the distance. Breathing in the cold air, she felt that the sadness in her heart was slightly reduced.
Sudden.
Eowen's eyes narrowed slightly as she looked into the distance: in the open wilderness pasture in the distance, there were three horses moving quickly towards Edoras.
at this time.
In front of the gate of the Golden Palace, on the high flagpole, the galloping Rohan King's flag with a white horse on a black background finally couldn't hold on in the cold wind, and was blown high into the sky by the fierce cold wind, and kept moving away.
"Bang bang bang..."
"Bang bang bang..."
The sound of horse hooves rumbled.
The team of four was riding three horses, and the short Gimli and Legolas were riding one horse together, galloping towards Edoras.
Finally, when they were approaching the tall walled gate of Edoras surrounded by countless strong giant trees.
Gandalf slowed down and said in a deep voice to his companion: "King Théoden has lost his mind."
"Grima the Tongue is here again."
"Our arrival is destined to be unwelcome."
"Remember to pay attention to your words and deeds..."
Gandalf said as he was the first to ride towards the gate.
The guards on the city wall had noticed the arrival of the four people, because the guards knew Gandalf's face.
The three of Morgan, Legolas and Kingli followed Gandalf into Edoras without any hindrance.
Rohan is a nomadic kingdom.
Edoras is built on the mountain, and a large number of houses are built on the trapezoid-like hillside.
The house is basically built of wood, with a small amount of auxiliary construction made of stone.
Although Edoras is the royal capital of Rohan, it seems inferior to some cities in other powerful countries in terms of the size of buildings and houses.
But the houses and various buildings here do have extremely strong Rohan characteristics.
And when these features appear in large numbers, in films, or in groups, they can give people a very strong visual impact.
But at this time, the four-person team walking in Edoras not only felt the different architectural style of Rohan, but also felt the strong "dead silence" atmosphere here.
It doesn't mean that there is no one here, but people can be seen coming and going from every house.
But they were all dressed in black clothes and robes, and they were quiet and deathly silent.
It seems that no outsider has visited here for a long time.
People on both sides of the street were looking at the four people who suddenly arrived.
This situation made Gandalf's heart heavier and heavier, and made Morgan and others more aware of Rohan's "terminal illness".
"It's so quiet, so quiet that it's unnerving..."
"This is not the atmosphere that a kingdom should have."
Legolas looked at the glances coming from both sides of the surrounding streets, frowned and said.
"I feel like cemeteries are more lively than here..."
Jin Li was also a little uncomfortable with the countless looks from around him, and couldn't help but murmur.
Gandalf looked silent and rode forward at a steady speed.
Morgan quietly looked at everything around him.
Suddenly, I saw something falling from the sky.
Morgan reached out to grab it and took a look in front of him. He saw that it was a huge flag with a black background and a galloping white horse carved on it. The entire flag was made of fine and thick materials. It looked better than the one he had seen before from Éomer. The white horse flag used by this hussar team is obviously more elaborate and larger.
He looked at the flag in his hand speechlessly.
Something bigger and better than the flag used as Marshal of the Cavalry.
Morgan had already somewhat guessed the origin of the flag in front of him.
"It seems that if Gandalf and his team had not arrived this time, what awaited this kingdom would have been to degenerate into Saruman's cannon fodder and then perish..."
He casually held the flag representing Rohan in his hand.
Morgan silently followed Gandalf forward.
Time passed slowly.
The news of the arrival of the four people had already reached the Golden Palace.
When Gandalf and Morgan's team of four finally arrived at the gate of the Golden Palace.
A tall warrior leader wearing armor and several soldiers were waiting there.
Gandalf obviously recognized the warrior leader in front of him and greeted him with a smile on his face.
The other party just smiled reluctantly, and then said: "Gandalf the Gray, I have been ordered to greet you here."
"But you cannot bring weapons when you meet His Majesty the King..."
After the words fell, Gandalf was slightly startled and was about to speak.
But the other party looked helpless and continued: "This is Grima's order."
"I see..."
Gandalf immediately came back to his senses, nodded thoughtfully, and then looked at Morgan and the others beside him.
Morgan casually took off the long sword from his waist and the long bow and arrows from his back, and handed them to the soldiers who came up around him.
The same was true for Legolas and Gimli on the side.
Weapons such as long bows, battle axes, and short swords were taken off and handed over to the Rohan soldiers.
Soon, the weapons on several people were "disarmed".
The warrior leader looked at Gandalf and suddenly said: "And your staff."
The next second.
Gandalf's acting skills were outstanding, his figure and flag suddenly changed, and then he looked pitifully at the warrior leader in front of him and said weakly: "How can you let an old man leave his crutch?"
The warrior leader looked helpless and was about to say something.
At this time, Morgan suddenly took a step forward, reached out and placed the flag he had just picked up on the warrior leader's hand. Facing the doubtful look from the other party, Morgan casually said: "I picked it up."
The warrior leader immediately looked up and looked not far away, where the tall flagpole was completely bare, and then looked at the flag in his hand.
The warrior leader looked up at Gandalf in front of him, and finally nodded silently.
He is not one of those low-class residents who doesn't know anything. He certainly knows what a wizard's cane represents.
Just like the royal flag representing Rohan in his hand, the king lost his mind, and Rohan, controlled by the poisonous snake Grima, was on the verge of collapse.
At this time, all warriors in Rohan who were passionate and loyal to the king were already extremely angry with Grima.
Even more so for him!
He expected Gandalf's arrival to awaken the king.
Even if he offended Grima for this, he would not hesitate.
"please..."
With all kinds of things flashing through his mind quickly, the warrior leader forced a smile, turned around and led his team of four into the Golden Palace Hall behind him.
"boom!"
The moment the four-person team stepped into the Golden Palace.
Someone from behind immediately closed the main hall door tightly.
This is definitely a very rude move.
"This is not how you would treat a friend, King Théoden."
Gandalf, who was in the lead, looked at the figure on the throne in front of him and said loudly.
Morgan followed, looking at the palace where the kings of Rohan lived.
In the magnificent and spacious hall.
At this time, except for a small number of heavily armed guard soldiers,
On both sides of the deepest part of the hall, there were actually a large number of young and middle-aged men wearing black robes, staring at Morgan's four-person team with evil expressions.
Right in front, stood the minister of the kingdom who was also wearing a black robe, but whose temperament was obviously different from ordinary people.
In the deepest part of the hall, sitting on an exquisite and luxurious throne, was an old man with gorgeous clothes and a stooped figure and dull eyes.
Next to the throne, sat a middle-aged man wearing a black robe, with an unusually pale complexion and gloomy eyes. His whole person exuded an extremely gloomy aura.
At this time, the gloomy man was lying next to the throne, talking to the sick old man on the throne.
Obviously, the one sitting on the throne is the mind-controlled King Théoden.
Sitting next to him should be Saruman's "faithful dog" Grima.
Morgan narrowed his eyes and quickly scanned the entire hall.
At this time, the voice on the throne also sounded.
"I...why should I welcome you, Crowbeak...Gandalf..."
Intermittent, feeble voices came from the mouth of King Théoden on the throne.
Grima, who was sitting next to him, immediately stood up, looked at the team of four walking empty-handed, and said coldly: "Gandalf, you liar didn't come earlier, and you didn't come late, but you came at a time when there was bad news for the whole country. .”
Grima strode forward, looked at Gandalf in front of him with a ferocious smile of success on his gloomy face and said, "I think he must have come with malicious intentions..."
"Shut up!"
Gandalf looked at Grima in front of him and interrupted decisively: "You'd better hide that poisonous snake mouth of yours."
"I have stood the test of fire and death!"
"I didn't come here today just to talk nonsense with you, you idiot."
Gandalf finished his curse quickly and suddenly raised his pure white staff and waved it in front of Grima.
Grima was frightened by the continuous scolding and immediately backed away in a hurry, shouting to everyone around him: "His cane!"
"Didn't I say I wanted the elbow wizard's cane!"
Grima spoke with great anger, and the black-clothed people who had been prepared on both sides of the hall immediately rushed towards the four-person team in the center of the hall.
Looking at the people who were attacking, Morgan grinned and clenched his fists slightly with both hands, and a crisp popping sound immediately sounded from the knuckles of both hands.
At this time, a figure had already rushed towards him with fists waving.
Morgan turned slightly sideways, and at the same time clenched his fist and punched out. The incoming figure was instantly knocked to the ground.
At this time, another fist struck his head from behind.
Without even looking, Morgan turned his head slightly, and with lightning speed, his left hand immediately grabbed the fist coming from behind and pulled it forward with force.
"Plop!"
The sneak attacker was instantly pulled away by Morgan with great force, and then slammed into a giant column more than ten meters away, hitting his head and cracking his brain. He fell to the ground and twitched for an instant, and soon stopped moving.
Morgan was attacked, as were Legolas and Gimli.
It's just that these people arranged by Grima may be regarded as good players in the eyes of ordinary people.
But in front of Morgan and Legolas Gimli, it was far from enough.
Among the three, Legolas and Gimli moved very quickly.
But Morgan is faster!
Even without weapons, with Morgan's current strength, there is no need to use a second move to deal with these black warriors.
If you rub it, you will be injured, if you touch it, you will die.
With Morgan's strength at this time, it is no exaggeration.
The black-clothed warriors who rushed forward one after another were quickly dealt with by the three Morgans, and there was simply no enough points.
The heavily armed guard soldiers in front of the Golden Palace Gate watched this scene and prepared to draw their swords and step forward, but were held down by the warrior leader.
No one dared to stop Gandalf anymore. He strode forward, looked at King Theoden curled up on the throne, and said loudly: "Theoden..."
"Son of Sengel..."
"my friend..."
"You've been sitting alone in the shadows for too long..."
Gandalf kept coming forward, but Théoden on the throne didn't care about Gandalf at all. He just tilted his head, his eyes full of evil.
"boom!"
When the last warrior in black was kicked several meters away by Morgan.
Gimli, who was beside him, suddenly stepped forward quickly, waved his hand and knocked over a figure in black. After he fell to the ground, he realized that this guy was Grima, who had been extremely arrogant and majestic just now.
Gimli didn't make another move, he just raised his foot and stepped on Grima's chest and said, "If I were you, I wouldn't move."
At this time, Morgan walked up to Gimli and swept his cold eyes over Grima.
Feeling the cold gaze of the tall human in front of him, as if he were looking at a dead person, Grima didn't dare to move for a moment.
Morgan didn't stop and quickly stepped forward.
Gimli looked at Grima who was too frightened to move and couldn't help but hum and said: "You have to be lucky that you met me."
The battle between Morgan, Legolas and Gimli in the rear came to an end.
The battle with Gandalf ahead also reaches its climax.
"You can't deal with me here, Gandalf the Grey!"
King Théoden on the throne smiled and spoke, but his voice became completely different.
"Oh...that's not necessarily the case."
Gandalf shook his shoulders as he spoke, and the dark green elf cloak immediately fell down, revealing the extremely white wizard robe underneath.
In an instant, extremely dazzling light suddenly emanated from Gandalf's white robe, and King Théoden, who was curled up on the throne, was immediately frightened and screamed.
"Saruman, I will drive you out now."
"Like carrion being peeled away from a wound..."
Gandalf said as he stepped forward again, then raised his pure white staff and slowly stretched it towards King Théoden.
at this time.
A figure wearing a tight black dress, tall and graceful, with a fair face and a beautiful face quickly rushed into the golden palace upon hearing the sound.
Seeing her uncle curled up on the throne with a painful look on his face, Eowen's expression changed drastically and she immediately rushed over.
Just when she was about to rush forward, Morgan, who was guarding Gandalf with quick eyesight and quick hands, strode forward and grabbed Eowen.
Feeling the fierce struggle of the girl in his hands, Morgan looked at the opposite face from close range and whispered: "Wait a little longer..."
"It'll be fine soon."
After being pulled by Morgan, Eowen calmed down and turned to look at her surroundings. Then she looked at the tall and handsome man next to her again and nodded.
At the critical moment, the girl didn't say anything.
Morgan naturally did not let go and still held the other party very dedicatedly.
What if she impulsively rushes in and affects Gandalf?
"go out!"
Gandalf suddenly waved his staff, and Théoden looked extremely painful, but his words made everyone around him feel cold: "If I leave, Théoden will die!"
"Rohan is mine!"
Théoden looked ferocious and spoke ferociously.
"No, Rohan does not belong to you."
"You can't kill him, and you can't kill anyone else."
"Get out!"
Gandalf roared, and the white staff in his hand suddenly burst out with an extremely dazzling light.
"ah..."
Saruman's wails and screams quickly faded away.
Théoden immediately became unsteady and was about to fall off the throne.
Éowyn, who was watching King Théoden eagerly, could no longer stand immediately. She broke free from Morgan's arm, ran forward quickly, and supported Théoden who was about to fall to the ground.
Gandalf put away his staff and took a few deep breaths.
Under the nervous gazes of everyone around him, King Théoden's expression began to recover as quickly as he could see after being lifted up.
From a sleepy, gray-haired, terminally ill dying old man, he quickly recovered into the king of Rohan with a healthy complexion, a resolute face, and piercing eyes.
Théoden looked at the familiar and beautiful face in front of him and said softly: "I recognize you, Eowen..."
The words fell.
Eowen, Gandalf, Morgan, Legolas, Gimli and almost everyone in the entire hall smiled.
There was only one exception, and that was Grima, who was trampled underfoot by Gimli.
He looked at the figure slowly standing up on the throne with a horrified expression, his eyes full of fear.
At this moment, the king of Rohan returns.
