"This accusation is unfair." At first, Treebeard was indeed intimidated by the aura of the Silver King, but he soon calmed down. He said unhappily: "Hum, the tree people don't stand by because there is no one. Stand with us."
"Whether they are humans, orcs or even dwarves, they have no respect for the forest. We work hard and diligently to take care of each sapling, watering them from the time they are still a seed, and watching them After germination, take care of them carefully so that they will not be blown down by wind and snow or destroyed by insects and diseases, and pay attention to the light. Yes, this is also important."
It seems to be the nature of the race. Even when these tree people are angry, their speech speed still seems so slow. It seems that for them, there is nothing in the world worth worrying about.
certainly.
It may also be that they are not angry enough, after all, most of the people who have seen them angry are gone. In a physical sense.
"Finally, after years of hard work, a tree grows up." Treebeard said: "But that is only a small part of the long life of the tree. In the years to come, we will have to experience a lot, Humu. Yes, for a tree to grow into a towering tree or a forest, it takes much more time than humans and dwarves think! It takes so much time that even their country and their civilization are cut off to achieve it!"
"But it is much easier to destroy a tree or a forest!" Treebeard, one of the oldest people in Middle-earth, seemed to be intrigued by Turka. After all, generally speaking, no one would talk to a tree. Trees talk so much. "Humans, dwarves, and orcs, they just took axes and saws and swung them twice casually, and a tree fell down. It grew up much faster than he did, and we can't even forgive him!"
Treebeard said angrily: "So, tell me, King of the North, why should we help them? War is cruel, but this war is not ours!"
"I can give an order." Turka said: "People are not allowed to cut down small trees that are one person tall! Not even two people tall! Even if they want to cut down trees that are less than three people tall, I will let them ask first You guys, if Baishu Shepherd doesn’t agree to cut it down, then don’t do it!”
"I will also ask everyone who cuts down a tree to plant a seedling every spring. If you cut two trees, you will plant two! And so on!" Turka looked around the surrounding forest and said loudly: "As long as you come to the north, cultivate and open a new forest!"
At that time, all the ancient races in the forest, including Treebeard, were stunned.
Because in their long life, they have never seen such a person. The elves may also care for the trees and the forest. But the firstborn children will not take the initiative to plant trees, not even the Silvan elves who love the forest the most.
Humans will plant some ornamental vegetation when needed, and will be grateful when picking berries and fruits of trees, but that's about it.
Cultivating forests has never been in human thinking in this era.
Not to mention the dwarves.
Aulë's creations and Yavanna's creations are inherently difficult to deal with. This was destined at the beginning of their birth - the tree people were born because Aulë secretly created the dwarves, and then were discovered by Eru, who was so frightened. A craftsman in Valar almost killed the first seven dwarves. Fortunately, Ru was kind-hearted and allowed Aulë to create the dwarves, but he did not allow them to appear before the firstborn children. So Aulë placed the original seven dwarf ancestors all over the earth, and they were not allowed to wake up until the appearance of the elves.
When Yavanna knew the news, she said to him: "What a mercy it is. Not only have you been forgiven, but you have been generously rewarded. But because you hid this from me until it was completed, your children will not Love what I love. They will love first the work of their hands, just like their father. They will dig the earth and pay no attention to anything that grows on it. Many trees will be destroyed by their merciless iron tools. Cut and bite.”
But Aulë answered: "The children of Ilúvatar will do the same thing. They will eat what the earth grows and build their houses with it. Although everything in your realm is valuable in itself, even if there is no The sons and daughters will not detract from their value; but as he will give his children dominion and dominion, they will use whatever they can find in Arda."
Hearing what Aulë said, Yavanna, known as the Giver of Fruits, was very sad, because must her creations serve others and be destroyed?
So she petitioned Manwei and Eru, hoping that a protector of the forest would appear on the earth. So that her creations will not be trampled mercilessly.
After hearing this, Manwei and Yiru responded to her, allowing her to create a creature that walked in the forest, protecting and punishing the destruction of all plants that took root in the ground. Thus, the Tree Man was born.
In other words, the birth of the tree people itself contains elements of fighting against the darkness and even humans and dwarves.
Therefore, in a sense, it is no wonder that they do not like races other than elves, because they only cut down forests and destroy life, but do not know how to protect and appreciate the sacrifices of plants.
This is why when they heard the Silver King’s environmental remarks that were beyond this era, the tree people felt moved to be recognized and understood.
The buzzing and trilling stopped, and the forest became silent.
Several clear sunlight passes through the dense canopy forest and shines on the green moss. One of the rays of sunlight miraculously fell on Turka's body, making the silver-white king look extremely tall and holy.
"Tell me!" said Turka Aracano from another world: "O elves in the trees, what do you say?"
"A very strange idea." Huzi opened his eyes and blew his beard excitedly: "Hulum, Hulum. No one has ever cared about trees and forests as much as you do! Maybe, maybe, probably, I'm afraid we need Have a meeting! Ah, yes, this is a big deal! I see where you’re coming from, but I need to think about it, or the tree people need to think about it.”
"Come, my brothers, come to me, let us discuss the Silver King's proposal! This is the opportunity for the tree people, and it is also the tree people's revenge! Come on, wake up, my friends!"
Treebeard gathered his rough hands and placed them in front of his mouth, forming a hollow tube shape. A loud hum and hum sound suddenly came from the mouth of the oldest man and spread far into the forest. It sounded like a low-pitched horn, echoing continuously among the trees.
In the distance, the same hum, hum, hum sound came from several directions.
In the perception of Turka and Nahar, more tree people are waking up.
They came from all directions in the forest, their long and powerful feet making a thumping sound in the forest. The crowns and branches of the trees were swaying incessantly, and it seemed that the whole forest was coming to life.
"This is really surprising." Nahal said: "It turns out there are so many elves in the tree."
"There are not many left." After shouting, Treebeard stopped, and his face covered with traces of time showed sadness: "Compared with a long time ago, the number of tree people is much smaller. Because we can no longer find them. She’s a tree woman.”
He invited Turka and the Holy Spirit of the Blessed Land into the Secret Forest Valley. This was the first time in a long time that a race other than tree people had entered this place.
In fact, Turka's previous behavior of stopping at the door made Treebeard feel good about them. At least, it's much better than breaking into someone else's bedroom without asking.
Soon, a group of tree people of different shapes rushed to the Secret Forest Valley from all directions.
These tree people come in all shapes and sizes: various shapes and colors, different girths and heights, different leg and arm lengths, and different numbers of toes and fingers (ranging from three to nine). A few seemed to be somewhat related to Treebeard, looking like beech or oak trees.
Somewhat reminiscent of chestnut trees, these tree men have brown skin and large hands with splayed fingers, as well as short, thick legs.
Some are reminiscent of ash trees, these tree-men are tall, straight, gray-skinned, with many-fingered hands and long legs.
Some of the treants are like firs (they are the tallest), some like birches, some like rowan trees, and still others like linden trees.
There are several relatively older tree men, with beards and knots, like tall but ancient trees (but none of them look as old as Tree Beard); there are also some tall and strong tree men with well-proportioned limbs and smooth skin. , like those trees in the forest in their prime;
But no matter what kind of trees the tree people are, there are no small tree people. Thinking of what Treebeard said, the tree woman could no longer be found, Turka had a very rude thought in his heart.
In other words, this race reproduces between the sexes?
At this time, there were a total of about twenty tree men standing on the broad grassland at the bottom of the valley, and more were walking in.
After waiting for a while, nearly two hundred tall and sturdy tree men finally arrived from all directions in the forest. Looking at the Secret Forest Valley filled with trees of all kinds... and tree people, Turka nodded inwardly.
In fact, when Turka observed the tree people, these ancient creatures were also observing him.
They nodded slightly and greeted each other in some strange language, murmuring slowly like music. This was the language of the tree people, and Turka couldn't understand it.
Then the ancient creatures looked long and intently at the stranger - their eyes were not all as old and deep as Treebeard's, but all had the same slow, steady, thoughtful look, and the same green light. .
When all the trees arrived, Treebeard spoke. His speaking speed was slower, and there were many long sounds, as if he was saying hello, and he seemed to be introducing Turka and the others.
Turka stood aside and watched all this with a smile.
