Fengel was born in the year 2870 of the Third Age. His father, King Volkwinai, sent his eldest and second sons to the aid of Gondor, and suffered the pain of losing his sons as a result.
Therefore, Fengel, the only remaining son of Volkwinai, succeeded to the throne in 2903 of the Third Age. The fifteenth king of Rohan.
In other words, Fengel was not originally trained to be a king.
Perhaps because of this, the king was not qualified for his job. He is greedy for food and money, and suspicious by nature. He was very wary of his marshals.
Rule the country with strict laws.
Eomgar of Aldburgh feared that he would vent his anger on his wife and children.
At the same time, Fengel's relationship with his children was not good.
As his only son, Sengel left his country as soon as he came of age and went to Gondor to serve as the regent of Gondor. He did not return for ten years.
The only thing this king was better than Turgon II was that he did not turn a blind eye to the silver king passing through Rohan. Instead, he had some "smart" plan and graciously entertained the elves and dwarves who returned home after victory.
It's truly a feast.
The attendees were all princes, nobles, courtiers, marshals, and empresses from famous families in legends and poems. They were dressed up, showing off their power, and were as proud as peacocks.
Sengel, Fengel's only son, and Iomgar, the Marshal of East Mark, were also among them.
This gave everyone some relief. Obviously King Fengel had no intention of settling the scores, otherwise the expressions of the two of them would not be so relaxed.
During the banquet, the Hussar King's servants were in groups, shuttling back and forth.
The long table was filled with a dazzling array of food and wine.
Huge candles illuminated the already magnificent Meduseilde Palace in orange.
In the golden palace, there was a lot of singing and dancing.
Handsome elves, rough dwarves, tall northern rangers, wise and cunning wizards, the Rohirrim saw almost all the famous legendary races in Middle-earth at the king's banquet.
Turka Aracano, Fengel, Glorfindel, and Thorin were at the table, sitting north to south, looking up at everyone from the main seat.
The wizard and Sengel bowed their heads on the left and right.
In addition, there are Gamil, Galdo, Finna, Gloin, Nori, Dori, Arazon, Halbarad, Iomgar and others.
It can be described as a gathering of people.
Looking at the silver-white king sitting on the throne with King Fengel, even the most ignorant person knew that this guest was indeed an extremely noble man.
Not to mention the exquisite forehead crown and the gorgeous elf robes, the Dragonborn's majestic body felt oppressive even just sitting there.
Almost no one dared to look into Turka's eyes, and everyone was impressed by the dragonborn's grace.
They sing and laugh happily, but are cautious about their words and actions. Don't dare to be rude in front of the king.
Moreover, at the same table with them were the Golden Flower Lord and the Dwarf King, both of whom were also extremely majestic and elegant figures.
In front of them, even His Royal Highness the Prince, who had not returned home for many years, could only be ranked at the bottom.
As a result, the Rohirrim showed all their enthusiasm, both for being the lofty king and for the legendary Silver King and his entourage.
During this time, a bard and learned man stood up and came forward and recited a new song for everyone.
“Dovahkiin, Dovahkiin, naal ok zin los vahriin,
Wah dein vokul mahfaeraak ahst vaal!
Ahrk fin norok paal graan fod nust hon zindro zaan,
Dovahkiin, fah hin kogaan mu draal!” (Note)
The poem is very long, and it can be seen that the bard really wrote it carefully, because Turka did not understand a large part of it.
But that doesn't stop everyone from listening quietly. and gave it warm applause afterwards.
Finally, when the banquet came to an end, King Fengel, who was fifty or six points similar to Sengel, but was fat and tall, stood up and said: "I wish the friendship between Rohan and the king of the north will be everlasting! I wish the great figure Erka Aracano has a prosperous military career! May the legend about him on the earth never fade!"
Everyone stood up immediately to congratulate the Silver King.
Turka, who was whispering something to Glorfindel, immediately turned his head, nodded with a smile, and wished everyone good health and happiness, and the everlasting friendship between Rohan and the North.
Turka and the wizard and his party stayed in Edoras for three days. During these three days, our "shrewd" King Fengel got his wish and signed a series of trade agreements with the King of the North.
Including but not limited to, Rohan's horses for the elves' jewelry and so on.
As we said before, Linton is not a horse-producing place. Elf horses are either bred on a small scale by themselves, or they are wild horses found in the wild. For thousands of years, Gray Harbor has not been able to even recruit 1,000 cavalry. come out.
Now, since Turka intends to intervene in the muddy waters of Middle-Continent, it must have fast and mobile cavalry, so in the end the two sides signed such a famous bilateral trade agreement under the witness of the wizard.
Fengel was satisfied and got the exquisite elven jewelry and other creations he wanted, while the north got a new source of war horses, a win-win situation.
However, seeing that the dignified King Hussar was so keen on wealth, even the wizard commented: King Fengel is more suitable to be a businessman than a king. He is more dwarf than a dwarf in his careless manner.
Well.
Fortunately, Thorin was not present when he said this, otherwise the dwarf would definitely have to discuss things with the wizard just because of these words.
But at the same time, this also proves that this Fengel King is unique in some aspects.
While everyone was excited and surprised that a new king finally appeared in the north, he was the first to think of making money. Isn't this another kind of shrewdness?
Even this greedy and money-grubbing king wanted to bring the dwarves in. After all, the dwarves' creations were also renowned as "high-end goods."
But Thorin clearly refused. In the view of the ambitious dwarf king, these can all be regained after he takes back the Lonely Mountain, and there is no need to take advantage of this greedy human now.
Three days later, the follow-up teams finally arrived at Edoras.
Everyone repaired here for two days, and on the fifth day, the army set off again.
This time, the young prince of Rohan and Iomgar really couldn't send them away anymore.
One of them is the only heir of Rohan, and the other is the most powerful feudal lord in the country. They were both left in Meduseld by King Fengel.
However, according to what Turka has observed in the past few days, Fengel has no intention of disposing of the two of them. He only keeps them to balance the power in the country. After all, it is not a good thing for a prince to leave his country for too long.
So the two parties officially parted here.
Sengel and Iomga reluctantly said goodbye to everyone one by one, and wished them a smooth future.
The elves and dwarves also wish them bright stars and longer beards.
The wizard said: "Then what I foresaw has come true. Son of Iogordo, the King of Rohan has not blamed you, and your deeds will be passed down in the legends of the Rohirrim."
"Indeed."
Iomgar said respectfully.
Gandalf smiled. Then he said to Sengel: "Your Highness, your fate has become unpredictable, but please remember that power comes from the hearts of the people. If you treat the people well, the king's authority will naturally be stable."
Iomgar's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say anything. Sengel nodded and accepted the wizard's good advice.
Finally, Turka said: "I will not say goodbye, because it is possible that I will come to this beautiful grassland again in the not too distant future, and we will meet again then."
Sengel and Iomgar only felt that among so many farewell words, this one was the most touching.
"Then, let us look forward to the day when we can meet again."
everyone said.
When the people who were about to leave had walked more than ten miles, Turka could still see the figures of two close friends looking into the distance on the mountain of Edoras.
The army marched northwest for two days and finally arrived at Helm's Deep in West Fold, which is also known as Helm's Deep in our mouth.
In 2758 of the Third Era, when the Dark Barbarians occupied Rohan and Wulf proclaimed himself king, the Rohan King "Hammerhand" Helm led the Rohirrim who had not been killed or captured to escape to the deep valley and to Su. He took refuge in the fort and spent the long winter, hence the name Helm's Deep Valley.
The fortress was named "Horn Castle" at that time, because as long as King Helm blew a horn, the sound shook the valley, and the enemies would flee when they heard the sound.
This was the territory of Marshal Erkenbrand I of the SMS. He had a son, Erkenbrand II. He was a hero who, together with Gandalf, led troops to aid King Theoden who was trapped in the Horn Castle during the Lord of the Rings event in the original history.
Helm's Deep Valley is a canyon area north of the White Mountains and south of West Fold, just under the Three Peaks Mountain. The valley entrance is surrounded by cliffs of the White Mountains, and in front of it is the vast flat land of deep and wide valleys. Behind the deep valley is Jinghui Cave.
The outer edge of the valley is protected by Helm's parapet and the ravine under the wall. Behind the high wall is the great fortress Hornburg. There is a long slope extending from behind Helm's parapet to the gate of Hornburg.
The inner side of the valley was defended by the Deep Valley Defense Wall within Helm's Parapet. This wall was built of solid stone and was two hundred and fifty feet long. It had only one opening where the Deep Valley Stream flowed.
King Erkenbrand I had learned about the Silver King's transit from the king's messenger, and he sent a guard to guide the army and refugees.
Simple but sufficient food was prepared. This would be their last supply on the long journey.
After passing here, we soon reached the pass between Rohan and Isengard.
Beyond the pass lies the desolate and dangerous Enaid region.
The Dunland we call it is here.
During the First and Early Second Ages, the region of Enaid was heavily forested. But around the year 750 of the Second Age, after the arrival of a large number of Númenóreans, the surface vegetation in the Enaid region was greatly reduced.
The indigenous people of Enaid live in the forest. Their villages are scattered and there is no unified leader. They are distant relatives of the ancient Haradin clan, but the ancestors of the Númenóreans mostly belong to the Houses of Beor and Hador.
Therefore, they speak a different language.
In the eyes of the Númenóreans, the Aenaids were not friends or distant relatives. They even regarded them as "dark men", enemies and aliens.
But in fact, the Aenaid people were brutally oppressed by the dark humans because they were unwilling to fight against the Valar.
Aldarion, the king of Númenor, built the port of Tadeldare at the mouth of the River Gvasroe. After that, the Númenóreans began to cut trees in the Aenaid region, which led to the conflict between the Númenóreans and the Aenaid people. hatred, and eventually led to continued bloodshed.
Around 1700 of the Second Age, the elves and Sauron fought here, and the forest was almost completely destroyed and burned. Only remote corners of Eriador, such as Ellinvorn, survived.
In addition, there are old forests further north.
Most of the surviving aborigines took refuge in the eastern highlands of the Enaid region, while a few took refuge in the forests of Ellingworn.
After the Great Plague in 1636 of the Third Age, the region of Aenaid rapidly declined and degenerated into a wild swamp, and Gondor lost its right to rule here forever.
At the same time, Isengard became the western boundary of Gondor, but its role was only to patrol and maintain the royal road.
Further north of Enaid lies Minshirias. This place is also deserted and uninhabited.
It is not until you pass Minthriath and enter the Shire, the home of the hobbits, that you can see traces of life.
Their destination was the vast valley plain between the Twilight Hills and the Nenvio Lake further north in the Shire.
October 30th.
On this day, a series of fast horses and horned sheep quickly crossed the Essinger Ferry and galloped towards Essinger, which was more than thirty leagues away from here.
Among them, the leader is Turka Aracano.
With some calculation in his mind, he proposed to meet this famous white-robed wizard.
His reasons were so strong that not even Gandalf could refute him.
"Since the ancient trumpet was blown, I have met almost all the great people in Middle-earth. I have met the noble Elrond and Lady Galadriel;
and Lord Celeborn;
Saw two Istars;
I met the dwarf king and the human prince!
However, among them, Saruman, the Speaker of the Holy White Council, never showed up!
I want to know, did I do something wrong to make the noble and wise white-robed wizard not want to see me?
Or, I want to know if the mighty Saruman has any wise suggestions and opinions for me to refer to in my future actions. "
As a result, even the dwarves began to feel that the white-robed wizard was too proud. All of us were working hard to drive out the darkness, but Saruman was hiding behind and doing nothing. Is this worthy of the honor he has enjoyed all these years? Name?
Facing the aggressive questions from the dwarves and dragonborn, Gandalf and Radagast looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
Glorfindel, Lord of the Golden Flower, was too sensible to speak.
But the elves are actually thinking in their hearts, why when all the good forces in Central Asia responded to the ancient covenant and crusaded against Sauron, Saruman, the nominal leader of the order camp, did not make any move?
With some doubts, Turka led the elves and dwarves, and under the leadership of the wizard, went to Isengard to seek answers from the white-robed wizard.
There is an ancient road from Isengard to the ferry. It is parallel to the river at first, first bending to the east, then north, but finally turns away from the river and leads directly to the gate of Isengard.
This gate is located at the foot of the hillside on the west side of the valley, about sixteen miles from the mouth of the valley. They followed the road but did not ride on the road, for the ground beside the road was solid and smooth, covered with springy shallow grass for miles.
After riding for several miles, the ancient avenue turned into a spacious street, with flat and huge square stone slabs carefully laid underground, not even a root of grass at the joints.
There are deep grooves on both sides of the street with gurgling water.
Suddenly, a tall stone pillar appeared in front of it, dark in color, with a large stone placed on top, carved and painted to look like a long white hand, pointing to the north.
So, everyone knew that Essinger had arrived.
I saw a stone wall as high as a cliff, surrounding the valley and returning to its original place.
The stone wall has only one entrance and exit, which is a large archway carved in the south wall. A long tunnel was drilled through the black rock here, with huge solid iron gates installed at both ends.
This door is exquisitely built and is set on a huge hinge. The steel pillar of the hinge is directly driven into the natural rock. As long as the door latch is pulled out and the door is pushed gently, it can be opened silently.
As long as anyone enters the iron gate and passes through the echoing tunnel, they will come to a slightly concave, circular and vast plain shaped like a huge shallow bowl, one mile long in diameter.
The Orthanc Stone Tower is located in the center of the circular plain.
Looking at the towering boulder tower surrounded by stone walls, the huge Isinger was silent. It's as if the host is silently rejecting the guest's arrival.
Gandalf stepped forward and called the door. His voice could almost reach the sky. No matter how hard of hearing someone heard, he should have heard it.
But unfortunately, no one in the Wizard Tower responded.
Now, even Gandalf began to doubt. With so many great things happening in Middle-earth, Saruman shouldn't stay behind closed doors at this time. The only possibility is that he disappeared.
Or deliberately avoid it.
At this time, Radagast also stepped forward and shouted as usual.
But there was no one in the wizard's tower at this time, and the white-robed wizard Saruman had disappeared. None of his servants are here either, and visitors are destined to be in vain.
"I think maybe it's an attitude."
Turka's words deepened everyone's doubts. "If the white-robed wizard thinks we can handle everything, then maybe we shouldn't trouble him. Although I don't know what he has been busy with these years."
"Maybe. Maybe."
Gandalf said worriedly: "But we still need to pay attention, because the wizard chief will not disappear inexplicably. Maybe he has encountered something big."
Turka knew that at this time, Saruman was most likely hiding near the Golden Iris Swamp to look for the Supreme Lord of the Rings, so he said: "Then I hope his big thing will be beneficial to us."
Then he left Essinger first.
The others saw it and left immediately after.
But the seeds of doubt were planted at this moment.
Gandalf the Gray and Radagast the Brown stood under Orthanc, sighing with sad faces.
Note: Anyone familiar with it knows what it is, so I won’t translate it. It’s just a joke and has no other meaning.
