Helm's Deep.
In front of the gate of Horn Rock amid fierce competition.
"Bang..."
"Bang..."
One after another, heavy and frightening knocks on the door kept coming.
One after another, the Rohan warriors who used their bodies to block the orc attack in front of the gate were easily knocked away and damaged, and died heroically.
"Up!"
"quick!"
The door was broken in front of us, and the beasts were roaring with excitement.
"Come on, come on!"
"I can't stand it anymore..."
"Quick, you must hold on!"
"Support is coming soon..."
"I can't stand it...I tried my best..."
Inside the dilapidated gate, blocked by a thin wooden board that was temporarily patched up, the young soldier tried his best to say the last words of his life at the critical moment of his life.
Then a dull loud sound of "Bang!" was heard.
The young soldier was easily knocked down by half of his body by the ferocious steel door-breaker that broke through the door. He was then knocked high into the air and fell heavily to the ground, motionless.
"Up!"
"Kill them, leave no one behind!"
The leader of the strong orcs waved his weapon and shouted at the broken city gate in front of the army.
Seeing that the gate was broken, the orc warriors immediately dropped the giant siege ram they were carrying and rushed towards the gate of the Horn Keep screaming with excitement.
"Swish swish..."
Carrying a terrifying door-breaking momentum, the Orcs crowded into the gate, and crossbow arrows shorter than arrows and thick heels were continuously shot from the hands of the Orc warriors at the front.
The Rohan warriors who had no time to retreat were immediately shot and screamed, falling to the ground and dying.
For a time, the gate of Good Horn Castle was in danger.
at this time.
"kill!"
"kill..."
With passionate roars, a large group of heavily armed elite warriors rushed out from the inner city exit behind the Horn Rock Fortress.
King Théoden was in front, followed by his guards on both sides.
His Majesty the King's Guards have always been formed from the most elite warriors of the Kingdom of Rohan.
This army has a long tradition and has been fighting beside the king for many years. It is by no means a show-off.
As King Théoden rushed out with his guards.
The soldiers who were constantly being pushed back at the gate and the situation that took a turn for the worse immediately slowed down.
The moment he saw King Théoden leading the charge.
All the soldiers who had just retreated immediately felt as if their morale had soared.
"kill!"
Théoden led the guards and a group of warriors towards the battlefield of the gate that was about to be lost.
In the stone passage behind the Horn Rock Fortress.
Morgan, Legolas, Aragorn and Gimli were running quickly towards the gate with their four companions.
...
The western reaches of Rohan.
The north wind is strong and the snow is falling heavily.
On the vast desolate wilderness.
At this time.
"Bang bang bang..."
"Bang bang bang..."
An astonishing rumble of horse hooves rushed over from the distant horizon.
Close.
Closer.
Finally, when this huge team revealed itself, it turned out to be a heavily armed cavalry force.
Although there are a large number of soldiers in the army with damaged and dirty armor, and their bodies are still in a bit of a mess.
Obviously, it can be seen from this that this is most likely an army that has just suffered a defeat.
However, even though they were in a messy and dirty shape, the momentum of these warriors was not affected at all. The faces of each warrior were full of fighting spirit and hope.
There were two people at the front of the group of soldiers.
A tall old man with a kind face, white beard and white hair, and wearing a pure white robe.
The other one is a tall and strong middle-aged man with a red shield on his back and a black horn hanging on his waist.
The old man with white robes, white hair and white beard was naturally Gandalf who was promoted to the wizard in white robes.
He left Edoras a few days ago, that is, the afternoon Théoden decided to go to Helm's Deep in Edoras, and then came all the way to the west of Rohan.
Here, Gandalf found "Ekenbrand", the lord of West Rohan (also known as Westfold).
When Gandalf found Erkenbrand, he had been defeated by the "Drawn", a feud of Rohan supported by Saruman Isengard.
So Gandalf brought news of King Théoden of Edoras and some persuasion.
Erkenbrand, Lord of West Rohan, quickly agreed with Gandalf's suggestion.
So in the next few days.
Gandalf and Erkenbrand together gathered the hussars in West Rohan who had been defeated and repulsed by the Dunlions and Isengard Orcs.
Because time is urgent.
Gandalf and Lord Erkenbrand collected the scattered warriors and gathered them together.
There was no time to repair, so they headed directly towards Helm's Deep Valley.
The tall, middle-aged man riding a horse and riding side by side with Gandalf, with a red shield on his back and a black horn hanging on his waist, is Erkenbrand, Lord of West Rohan.
At this time, this large team was walking on the road to Helm's Deep Valley.
"Gandalf, where do you think Grima the Betrayer is?"
On the horseback of the troop's rapid march, Erkenbrand turned to look at Gandalf and asked aloud.
"King Théoden punished him by cutting his leg, but in the end he let him go..."
Gandalf glanced at the lord beside him and replied.
"Why did His Majesty the King let him go?"
"Grima has clearly committed an unforgivable crime!"
Eikenbrand was obviously dissatisfied with what Gandalf said about Grima's final outcome, and couldn't help but ask again.
"This... I have to ask His Majesty the King."
"Maybe he thought cutting off Grima's leg and letting him go would make him suffer even more..."
"Perhaps His Majesty Théoden feels that he should have a fate more suitable for Grima."
Having said this, Gandalf spoke up and explained flexibly.
"Well, His Majesty the King must have his considerations."
"But if I meet Grima again, I will never let him go."
"If it weren't for him, how could Xiojede have died..."
"Grima deserves death, all betrayers deserve death..."
Erkenbrand said with great anger.
He had reason to be angry, had it not been for Grima, under Saruman's instructions, bewitching and controlling King Théoden.
Sirokhan will not be defeated easily.
Théoged, the son of Théoden whom he knew so well, would not die either.
The whole of Rohan would not be reduced to such a dangerous situation.
Moreover, if Gandalf hadn't found him this time, he would have no idea what happened to Edoras.
Erkenbrand spoke out in anger.
Gandalf seemed calm, but his heart was extremely anxious.
Along the way, he and Lord Erkenbrand gathered the defeated troops, and almost didn't see the strong orcs.
Obviously, all Isinger's army was sent to Helm's Deep Valley.
The war between Saruman and Rohan has begun.
Based on what he knew about Rohan's military strength and strength, even if they had a war fortress like the Horn Castle, they would probably not be able to stop the attack of Isengard's army.
This really worried Gandalf.
But it was useless for him to worry at this time. He couldn't fly to Helm's Deep all at once.
I can only hope that King Théoden, Morgan, Legolas and the others can last longer.
Thinking of this, Gandalf exerted a slight force on his legs, and the white horse Jieying under him, who was known as the "King of Horses" in Rohan, immediately understood his master's intention and accelerated his speed and ran forward.
The leading horse accelerated, and the speed of the horses following behind was naturally picked up.
The entire huge team of hussars then rumbled towards the dark wilderness in the distance and ran quickly.
...
Fangorn Forest.
South.
The edge of the vast forest was severely cut down and destroyed by the "Steel City" Essinger, which can be seen from a distance.
"Roar..."
Ent Treebeard's angry roar quickly spread throughout the ancient forest behind him.
next moment.
"Roar..."
"Roar..."
"Roar..."
Weird and terrifying roars came one after another from the depths of the forest.
The two hobbits, Merry and Pippin, who were sitting on Treebeard's tall trunk, immediately lay on Treebeard's shoulders and looked towards the forest behind.
Then, they saw movement begin to come from the dark and dense forest behind them.
The trees are shaking, the forest is shaking.
From stillness to movement.
It was as if the entire Fangorn Forest had come to life with Treebeard's voice.
With the resurrection of the forest.
There were also sounds and roars that only belonged to the obscure language exchanges between the Ents, and they kept ringing in the forest.
But Merry and Pippin couldn't understand the Ent language at all.
He could only watch in excitement as more huge and tall tree people than he imagined slowly walked out of Fangorn Forest.
"One, two, three...twenty-eight, twenty-nine..."
Pippin lay on Treebeard's shoulder, looking back as hard as he could and counting in a low voice, but after a while, he couldn't count any more.
Because many of the tree men looked similar in appearance and stature, Pippin couldn't see clearly with only the dim moonlight in the sky illuminating them.
"Oh my God, this is way more than I thought."
Pippin looked at the tall tree men coming out of the forest one after another, and immediately gave up the idea of counting, and couldn't help but sigh.
"There are a lot less now..."
Hearing Pippin's words, Treebeard's angry gaze retracted from Isengard, whose red fire reflected half of the sky in the distance and was always billowing black smoke. He looked at the two hobbits beside him and continued.
"Ever since Entepo disappeared, we have been losing people due to various reasons..."
Treebeard sighed and spoke.
This is also the reason why he did not want to participate in the war between humans and wizards before.
No more entepo.
It has been a long time since a small Ent appeared in the Ent family.
Every adult Ent tribesman dies. They cannot risk the annihilation of their race to participate in human wars.
This was what Treebeard had thought before.
But now, they obviously can't escape.
Saruman has begun to attack Fangorn Forest.
If you can't take the opportunity to defeat Isengard, defeat Saruman.
Then what awaits them is that their homeland of Fangorn Forest has been cut down and destroyed.
What awaits them then is a dead end or wandering away to other forests.
This was completely unacceptable to Treebeard.
The environment where Ents live is harsh, different from that of ordinary forests, and it is not what ordinary forests can provide.
Therefore, it is impossible for them to abandon Fangong, an ancient forest that has existed since birth and is also their hometown where they have lived for countless years.
Therefore, the evil Saruman must be defeated and Isengard destroyed.
"boom..."
"boom..."
When the tall and massive Ents walked out of Fangorn Forest with heavy steps, they saw the cruel slaughterhouse in front of them that had been severely cut down and destroyed.
All the Ents were angry.
"What exactly is going on?"
"Who did it?"
"Saruman, the white wizard Saruman..."
"Who is Saruman?"
"White-robed wizard, Lord of Isengard..."
"No matter who offends Ent, he must pay the price..."
"..."
The Ents spoke with angry expressions and discussed loudly.
Merry and Pippin sat high on Treebeard's shoulders, wondering what these Ents would say when they got together.
However, Treebeard couldn't care about either of them right now.
As the oldest and oldest Ent in Fangorn Forest.
At this time, Treebeard's position among the Ents was considered to be that of a leader.
There were tragic scenes in front of us of a large number of trees being cut down and massacred.
A group of Ents quickly gathered around.
Treebeard, as the leader and the eldest man, stood in the middle and looked at the Ents around him and began to say: "The white-robed wizard has stood on the opposite side of us..."
"The war in Isengard is setting the world on fire..."
"Our homeland has been ruthlessly cut down and massacred..."
"We cannot remain silent..."
"So, I decided that we should launch a war against Saruman, the sinner who led all of this, and against Isengard."
"Saruman's army is attacking the Kingdom of Rohan..."
"Isengard is empty. This is our opportunity. What do you think?"
Treebeard looked at the Ents closest to him who were older than the Ents around him and asked in a deep voice.
Although Treebeard is considered the leader of Fangorn Forest.
But it is such an important war that affects the survival and safety of the entire ethnic group.
It must be discussed with several other Ents with high status.
These Ents are also very old, and they are the ones who participated in the Ent Conference with Treebeard during the day.
They are Ents that evolved from the most numerous trees in Fangorn Forest.
"The lives of our people must be repaid with the blood of our enemies..."
"I agree."
"I agree..."
"Now is truly the best time."
"Kill those damn Uruks..."
"It's time for us to make our presence felt in the world."
"I agree..."
Several Ents spoke in succession to express their agreement.
When the last Ent also expressed support.
This means that the decision to attack Isengard Saruman was approved by all Ents in Fangorn Forest.
Execution is imminent.
"Then, let Isengard, let Saruman, and all races who despise us feel our anger!"
After Treebeard finished speaking, he turned around and strode forward.
A group of tall Ents behind him followed them step by step.
Ahead, in the direction of Essinger, thick smoke billowed and flames shot into the sky.
...
Helm's Deep.
In front of the gate of Hornburg.
The war situation has reached its most critical moment.
"kill!"
Morgan held the steel shield he had snatched from the orcs in one hand, and held the sword in the other at the front of the gate passage.
Behind him, Aragorn fought hard with his sword.
Legolas never stopped pulling on the bow string.
Gimli was busy with his battle ax in both hands.
In the entrance passage, flesh and blood limbs were flying around, and heads were rolling.
Outside the gate, a dense and dark army of orcs was rushing in crazily.
