Ais-Help-Rus (Icy Hills) was originally just a little-known hill, if not for the year 2931 of the 3rd Era. The First Battle of Karndum, and the Second Battle of Karn Dum, people couldn't even find such a place on the map.
But when the silver-white king blew the sacred horn of Ulumuri here, launching the ancient alliance, he called on his former allies to go north to attack the orc fortress of Carn'dum that occupied Mount Angmar.
This small hill that didn't even have a name suddenly became one of the most famous code names of the Third Age.
September 6th.
That is, when the elven forces of Rivendell and Carasgarathon were waiting for Legolas and Tauriel of the Woodland Kingdom in Rivendell.
The elven cavalry led by Galdo finally rejoined the coalition forces.
They wiped out most of the orcs in Fornost. Then they drove the remaining ones and fled north in embarrassment. It was not until these orcs fled into the Frod area in the far north that Galdo and the others led their troops back.
With the rejoining of nearly 500 elven cavalry, the coalition's mobility has been further supplemented.
Dragon Byrne ordered Galdor to lead the elven cavalry that came and went like the wind and constantly patrolled the vast area of dozens of leagues around Angmar Mountain to prevent the pale orcs from escaping.
But the news from the Elf Sentinel Rider was surprising.
Not only did the orcs in Karndum show no signs of escaping, they even continued to absorb the broken orc troops and reinforcements gathered from the north.
Apparently, the Nazgûl had received orders from their master and were preparing to fight the coalition forces in Mount Angmar.
According to the information sent back by Galdo and the others, the giant beastmen from Gundaba Mountain began to continuously pass through the area of Flo and enter Karndum from the north.
In order to stabilize the morale of the coalition forces and to explore whether the orcs were really determined to fight against the coalition forces in Karndum.
September 9th.
The black-haired dragonborn once again rode the Holy Spirit Nahar alone and rushed up to Mount Angmar to challenge the Nazgûl in the city.
But they were all forced back by the pale orc Azog who ordered the orcs on the city to use crossbows and rain-like arrows. The remaining four Nazgul and the corpse demon army under the Witch King of Angmar never showed up.
As a result, the angry Dragonborn once again destroyed the tower on the cliff on the right, eliminating a dangerous stronghold for the subsequent battle.
In this regard, the pale orc Azog could only watch helplessly, never daring to go out of the city to face the Dragonborn's wrath.
The walls and gates of Karndum are protected by very evil magic and are strong. This was the lair carefully built by the Witch-King of Angmar. Even wizards and elves can't do anything about them.
It's okay if Azog doesn't leave the city. If he does, Karndum will definitely be eaten alive by the dragonborn.
But the morale of both sides has further improved.
The alliance was naturally due to the dragonborn's bravery.
The half-orcs saw that more and taller fellows came to support them according to the orders from above, and thought that with so many people, they must not be the ones who died.
same period.
The wizard Gandalf the Gray meets a special guest.
It was a dark and windy night.
The wizard sneaked out of the coalition camp without anyone noticing.
There is no doubt that when a wizard does not want people to know his whereabouts, even the elves will have a hard time detecting their presence.
It was as if the guards of Gray Port had not noticed when he broke into the Hall of Fallen Flowers.
"Old friend, what news have you brought me?"
A few miles away from the coalition camp of Ais-Help-Russ, the gray robe wizard met his mysterious friend.
That's a big eagle.
The wings spread out to almost thirty meters.
It is the messenger under the command of Manwe, the leader of the Valar and the king of Arda, and the king of the giant eagle clan.
At this moment, it was landing on a standing boulder, its sharp claws gripping the cold rock like nails, and its sharp eyes turning darkly.
"Gandalf, annoying Gandalf! I listened to the message you brought with the hummingbird, and flew northeast from the Misty Mountains, over the Great Wilderness, over the Iron Hills, and then over the inner sea of Roen and Helkan. The Ered Engrim Mountains (also known as the Iron Mountains) have entered the ruins of Utumno that we all have forgotten!”
There is something magical about this name.
Not only did the majestic giant eagle twist its head in discomfort, but even the gray-robed wizard frowned deeply.
He smoked his favorite long-leaf tobacco and kept smoking.
This is a sign of his impatience.
He said.
"Go on, my friend, go on."
The Eagle King took a few steps to the side in disgust to prevent the wizard's smoke from smearing its smooth and beautiful feathers.
"What else is there to say? The wizard said, the eagle broke its wings!" This beautiful creature complained: "The eagle has been lingering here for a full week, and we dare not land because of the The land is cursed and we don’t like it there!”
"Ah. I know!"
The wizard said: "All of us have forgotten that land and the stories that happened on that land, intentionally or unintentionally! Because the owner of that demonic realm once brought unspeakable harm to the earth and was the enemy of darkness! Its name has even been forgotten by us, Morgoth!"
When Gandalf said this terrible name through gritted teeth.
The Eagle King even felt that the cold wind in this world was even more biting, and a terrifying darkness was pressing over, trying to engulf the two.
"We won't say the name!"
The voice of the Eagle King was sharp and even a little angry: "Let us curse this name! Countless epochs have passed, the earth is still deeply poisoned by this terrible name, and the evil deeds he has done cannot be cleansed even by pouring the Belegal Sea. Countless creatures were destroyed because of Him, and the sky was torn apart because of Him! The earth collapsed because of Him! Even the changes of the era cannot heal this pain! Wizard, you shouldn't mention this name!"
Gandalf's already old body became even more rickety.
He puffed on his pipe worriedly.
Not a word was spoken.
Until the excited Eagle calmed down again.
The wizard finally finished smoking his pipe and put it away again.
"You're right, let's curse that name!"
He said.
"But, old friend, I didn't come to you to make you lose your temper. Okay, okay, calm down and let's continue. You went to Utumno and saw the hell it once was! So, old friend, Please tell me, has the keen eye of the great eagle ever observed anything unusual?"
"You know what I mean!"
The wizard's expression became serious, his rickety body became taller, and his eyes emitted a frightening light: "Morgoth, the master of Udun, the Dark Lord, the enemy of all living things in Alda, in short, you can use all the methods you can imagine. A terrible name has been added to Him! But no matter what, you know who I am talking about! Tell me, messenger of Manwe, if there is any sign of the return of that terrible devil! Does the King of Arda have any idea about this? What warning?"
"Although Big Eagle was very surprised and even a little scared when he heard the news from the wizard, after our careful and cautious investigation, no trace of evil was found in the cursed demonic realm of Utumno!"
The Eagle King flapped his huge wings, looking a little uneasy.
"The great Lord of the Breath of Arda did not give his messenger any more warnings. Gandalf, that cursed name should not return to Aya in this era. This is not a part of the great music!"
"But the melody of the big movement has changed, didn't you notice?"
The wizard said loudly. He seemed to have remembered a lot of things at this moment, and the immortal essence in his body suddenly returned: "The appearance of the Dragonborn is the best proof!"
"The Holy One has blessed him and made him and his descendants the kings of all races in the new era. The details and melodies that the Ainur once saw have changed, and a new final chapter is being formed! Mighty Power Everyone is observing the Dragonborn and the Dragonborn's fate, and actively participating in it! Therefore, I have enough reasons to believe that the dark enemy will return sooner and earlier than we think!"
After saying that, the wizard Maia's part was pulled out of his mortal body again by some holy being. What he said was forgotten, what he remembered was buried, and he became the wizard Gandalf again.
The big eagle also shook his head, seeming to say, what did you say?
"I seem to have forgotten something."
Gandalf knocked his head in distress and said in confusion: "Where did I just say?"
"Speaking of your suspicion that the cursed name has returned to Arda."
The Eagle King shook its head and said: "But this is impossible. The Eagle did not find any trace of evil in that cursed land. A full week! The Eagle Utumno circled around for 7 days and 7 nights. Then we flew back, passed through most of Central Continent, and came to a land that we also disliked."
"Ah? Ah!"
The wizard seemed to remember everything all at once. "Yes, yes." He frowned: "If it's not the Dark Lord, then who is commanding monsters like the Balrog and the Wolf King? Is it really Sauron?"
he muttered, looking worried.
"anyway."
The Eagle King spread out its huge wings: "My mission has been completed, and the rest is none of the Eagle family's business. Goodbye, Gandalf. I hope that next time we meet, your beard will still be so long!"
Gandalf also raised his head. He waved to the eagle and said, "Goodbye, my old friends. May the wind under the wings of the eagle take you to any place under the sun and stars!"
Then the Eagle King gave a clear cry, fluttered its wings and flew high. His majestic and magical appearance was like a huge black cloud, facing the rising sun, and disappeared far into the mountains of the north.
It would be several years before the two sides met again.
The information reported by the Eagle King made Gandalf feel a heavy worry in his heart.
But at this moment, he has no more energy to pay attention to other things, because the most important thing at the moment is the second battle of Karndum!
and, other wars.
September 21st.
After many days of rapid march.
The elven coalition forces of Rivendell, Karasgarathon, and the Woodland Kingdom arrived at this small hill in the northern Eden Wasteland on almost the same day as the reinforcements from Mislond in the west.
Uh-huh~
Uh-huh~
Uh-huh~
The melodious and surging elf horn sounded six times in succession.
A team of elves arranged neatly, with armor and weapons ready, and with flags representing their respective kingships (lords), marched in uniform steps from the south and the west, breaking through the darkness and stepping on the light of morning, symbolizing hope and hope. Courage, arrived in the north.
The northern elves recognized that the banner at the front was that of their eastern kinsman, Lord Elrond of Rivendell.
The leader among them was Glorfindel.
Beside him were two handsome young elves.
It was Elrond's twin sons, Elladan and Elrohir.
The flag of Karaskarazon fluttered in the wind above their heads like a star.
Following closely behind is the royal banner of the woodland kingdom Thranduil.
Legolas Greenleaf and Tauriel from Mirkwood stood excitedly under the royal banner.
They brought reinforcements totaling 8,000 elves.
Naturally, the one who came from the west was Gemire, who represented the master of Gray Harbor, and the 1,000 newly supported Linton elves.
Their arrival made the elves even more happy.
On the hills, Dragon Byrne was riding on the Holy Spirit Nahal, with the sun shining from his back, almost like a god.
He couldn't help but clenched his fists.
A hot flame emerged from the golden vertical pupils.
Looking at the rows of well-equipped and solemn-looking elven reinforcements, Gloin and the other dwarves opened their mouths wide and pulled their beards, shocked and jealous.
Thorin and Duvalin looked at each other with complicated expressions.
Arasorn and Halbarad were so excited that they couldn't help but cheer.
In contrast, Glorfindel and the others naturally saw the black-haired dragonborn standing quietly on the hills like a king.
He wasn't wearing a helmet.
The diamonds on the mithril-forged forehead crown sparkled in the sunlight.
Familiar golden vertical pupils.
A majestic body.
It looks extremely majestic!
special.
Glorfindel recognized the holy horse.
Holy Ilúvatar!
Glorfindel couldn't help but praise Yi Ru loudly in his heart.
Then he lowered his proud head decisively.
"As the silver king saw!" he said: "The elves responded to the ancient covenant and came to help in the battle!"
Behind Glorfindel, the eight thousand elves stopped in unison.
Legolas looked curiously at the tall figure on the hill, and then fell on Nahal, who was as white as snow in the sun.
Elberis is on top!
Legolas's expression became the same as that of Gandalf and Thorin.
At that time, Dragon Byrne had already dismounted and was waiting.
He immediately stepped forward and gently held the arm of the powerful elf in front of him, with a sincere smile on his face.
"Welcome! I am Dragon Byrne. Thank you Elf for your help today! I will keep it in my heart!"
"Glorfindel!"
The wizard appeared out of nowhere and said happily: "Lord Elrond has sent you out. Now the North can finally be completely healed!"
"Mithrandil!"
Glorfindel's expression also relaxed, and the two embraced each other passionately, as if they had known each other for a long time.
