Start with the Lord of the Rings

East of Rohan.

Amonhan Mountains.

The orange light in the sky sank westward.

Cold winds raged across the land at dusk.

When the time completely crosses the late autumn, we enter the coldest winter of the year.

The whole world has become extraordinarily cold and bleak.

evening.

Under dim sky.

Four figures of different heights and shorts were running fast along a dry river.

These four are naturally Morgan Gandalf and Legolas dwarf Gimli, the four expedition members.

three days ago.

Start by the forest not far from Laros Falls.

In order to save the two little hobbits, Merry and Pippin, who had been captured, the four-member team followed the Orcs' movements and kept following them.

front of the team.

Legolas quickly rushed onto a boulder and looked into the distance along the extension of the curved and dry river.

"there?"

Morgan stood not far behind Legolas, looking at Legolas who was watching and asked loudly.

The eyes of elves are different from those of mortals.

Although Morgan knew some things before, he didn't feel very special.

But now, in the past few days, I have seen Legolas' magical performance of Pathfinder.

It made him feel that the elf eyes are indeed different.

No, it was the eyes of Legolas, the Prince of Mirkwood, that were different.

Legolas was still observing the road ahead.

Morgan stood at the back, and a large water bag filled with water appeared in his hand as soon as he reached out.

Pulling the cap off, Morgan poured the big water bag into his mouth.

"Grumbling."

The big water bag flattened down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gandalf stepped forward and stopped beside Morgan.

"call"

After a while, Morgan finally put down the big water bag in his hand, burped, and then reached out and handed the water bag to Gandalf who was waiting beside him: "Here"

Gandalf took the water bag without hesitation and drank it loudly.

In the past three days, Gandalf Jinli's water has been used the fastest, and the water he brought with him has long been drunk.

Legolas seems to need much less water than the other three partners, and there is still a lot left in the water bag that came with him.

At this time, Legolas turned his head, pointed his finger in the distance and said loudly: "It's still over there, they haven't left this dry river."

After he finished speaking, he undid the water bag hanging in the bag behind his back and drank.

Morgan took the water bag handed by Gandalf, turned his head to look at Gimli the dwarf who was resting his hands on his knees and gasping for breath not far behind, and shouted, "Next."

As he said that, he threw the remaining half of the water bag to the back.

Jin Li took the water bag and immediately opened the bottle and gulps it down.

Because he drank too quickly, the water overflowed from the corner of Jin Li's mouth, until his beard was almost soaked, and then he put down the water bag.

There is not much water left in the water bag.

Jin Li was satisfied and wiped the water stains on his mouth, hung the water bag on his waist, and walked towards the two of them.

"Let's go."

"Are Merry and Pippin still waiting for us?"

Morgan said and immediately strode forward.

Soon, he came to Legolas, and Legolas was putting away his delicate water bag.

"How, how far are we from those orcs?"

Morgan said, and followed Legolas's gaze to look far ahead.

But apart from only seeing a small number of orcs' walking trails, the rest can't be seen.

It's too windy here.

It's easy to hide the traces and scents of those Orcs.

Legolas this guy is different.

Not only can clearly find the direction of the orc's action.

And as long as the distance is not too far, he can even calculate how long it will take to catch up with each other.

"If the speed of the orcs remains the same, and our speed remains the same, we should be able to see each other in just one day."

Legolas looked at Morgan and said.

"Isengard's Orc speed is uncertain, but our speed is certainly guaranteed."

"Really Gimli?"

Morgan said, looking at the dwarf who was still panting behind him and asked with a smile.

"Of course, dwarves have always had good stamina and speed."

Gimli, who had followed Gandalf, answered immediately without question.

"Come on, we can't rest for too long."

At this moment Gandalf came over and said, "The two little fellows are still waiting for us."

Take a break.

The team of four continued on their way.

Sunrise and sunset.

The moon rises and sets.

I don't even have time to rest at night.

The four-person team ran wildly in the night, striding towards the darkness.

Isenger.

Inside the ring wall.

In the giant underground crevice, the fire was soaring into the sky, the smoke billowed, and the machine roared everywhere.

The old bird and green tree garden has long since disappeared.

It was replaced by flames, thick smoke, killing, and a large, dense army of strong orcs.

High-rise of the majestic stone tower of Orsanc.

Inside the fortified hall made of black marble.

Saruman, a wizard in a white robe, is receiving an unexpected visitor.

With a tall stature, a vicissitudes of life, and a mix of slightly outdated leather armor and steel chain armor, it can be clearly seen that the other party's living conditions are not rich.

However, in Isengard at this time, apart from Saruman, other existences except half-orcs are strong orcs, and almost no other free races can be seen.

The person standing in front of Saruman's Stone Throne was clearly a human being.

But this human being in front of him is not simple.

Because he is one of several leaders of the black barbarians.

Because he heard that Saruman was going to attack the enemy Rohan, he specially came here to give his allegiance to him, in order to get enough benefits in the next war against Rohan.

Just mention it here.

Since the First Era, mankind has been divided into two branches.

A team joined the free race to help the elves fight against the Dark Lord, and eventually learned a lot of knowledge and various crafts from the elves.

The other is allegiance to the Dark Lord of the Rings, becoming the opponent's minions, specializing in dealing with other free races on the righteous side.

In front of him, standing in front of Saruman, the black barbarian (also known as Dunlander) represented.

This is the latter.

Because of the hatred with the kingdom of Rohan, they cannot rely on their own strength to deal with them.

So naturally there is a plan to rely on the more powerful Saruman.

"On behalf of all my clansmen, I am willing to be loyal to you and to fight for you!"

The middle-aged black barbarian leader stood in front of Saruman and spoke solemnly.

Even if he had guessed the purpose of this guy coming to see him, when he really heard the other party's words, Saruman immediately became extremely happy and excited.

But Saruman's acting skills have always been very good. He looked calm and looked at the other party without any fluctuations in his tone and said, "Allegiance is more than just words, I need your oath!"

The black barbarian leader obviously came here to prepare, and immediately pulled out the dagger from his waist and began to gesture on the other palm.

The blood oath has always been the highest and most serious oath of the black savages, and Saruman, who knows the black savages, knows it very well.

When the blood fell from the palm of his hand, the middle-aged leader clenched the blood and the dagger and bowed respectfully to Saruman: "From now on, I will fight for Saruman until death!"

Looking at the other party's actions and vows, Saruman was extremely satisfied.

But he heard what the other party just said, and then asked in a cold voice: "Listen to what you mean, are there any opinions in your ethnic group that are against taking refuge with me?"

"Don't dare to hide the master, there is indeed."

The middle-aged leader replied immediately and called himself under the name of Saruman.

"Then take me to see, I'll see who dares to rebel against Isengard's orders and against Saruman's orders!"

Hearing different voices, Saruman immediately spoke coldly.

Soon, the white-robed wizard Saruman led the black barbarian leader behind him, and an army of strong orc warriors, and headed out of the Isengard circular square.

Rohan.

Located at the foot of the White Mountains, the main city "Edoras" is the king city.

The palaces of the kings of Rohan: Meduseld (also known as the "Golden Temple") is located at the highest point in the entire royal city.

At this time, in the brightly lit, spacious and luxurious palace hall.

A middle-aged man wearing a luxurious royal robe and a golden crown with a stooped figure and pale complexion was sitting curled up on the throne in the center of the hall.

Not far in front of him.

There were two people standing at this time.

A tall human man with a long sword hanging from his waist, wearing armor, and fully armed.

The other is a girl with beautiful long blonde hair, tall stature, fair skin, beautiful blue eyes, and an elegant temperament.

Curled on the throne is the current King of Rohan, "Theoden".

The tall man standing in front of him was the hussar marshal of the Rohan Kingdom, and the son of the Rohan King Theoden's sister, also his nephew "Eomer".

Beside Eomer, the beautiful girl with long golden hair, fair complexion, and elegant temperament, whose perfect figure is outlined by a tight long skirt, is called "Eowyn".

Eowyn was the niece of Theoden, king of Rohan, and the sister of Eomer.

"Your Majesty, your son is seriously injured now"

Eowyn spoke softly, and Eomer immediately answered: "Theoged was in an ambush, it was done by the orcs."

The voices of the two brothers and sisters fell.

I saw the uncle in front of me, the once wise King Rohan, but now he can only sit on the throne with his eyes blank, without saying a word, like a walking dead.

"Your Majesty, if we cannot defend our territory."

Seeing his uncle's sluggish expression, as if he hadn't heard his and his sister's words at all, Eomer was dissatisfied, but he had no choice but to say again in a deep voice: "Sooner or later, our territory will be taken away by Saruman. !"

The heavy voice fell.

At this moment, a sudden voice suddenly came out.

"Bullshit."

Accompanied by this voice.

There was also a man with an unusually pale complexion and a gloomy temperament like a poisonous snake, who came out in a black robe.

"The white-robed wizard Saruman has long been our ally, how could he possibly plunder our land."

The black-robed man refuted Eomer's words and walked into the hall with a gloomy expression.

When King Theoden, who was curled up on the throne, saw the black-robed man, he seemed to have seen the person closest to him, and when he saw the support, he immediately said weakly, "Grima"

"Grima"

Grima: Nicknamed "The Tongue", ostensibly the chief advisor to King Theoden of Rohan. But in fact, Saruman, who was secretly serving Isengard in secret, tipped him off and disrupted the government of Rohan, but he has always won the trust of King Theoden.

Eomer looked away from the chaotic thief Grima, took a deep breath, and continued to look at his uncle and said solemnly: "The orcs are rampant in our land, killing wantonly, no one can stop them"

"And, I found evidence."

Eomer said, and threw a steel breastplate hidden behind him in front of King Theoden's throne.

It was an armor with the mark of the White Palm.

"What more do you have to say, Grima?"

Eomer looked coldly at the black-robed viper sitting in front of the throne and asked coldly.

Grima's face changed after being slapped in the face, but he quickly reacted. He looked at Eomer and said, "You know your uncle is worried about you, but you still bother him with these things?"

"Worried about me?" Eomer asked.

"Of course, worrying that you only think about fighting Saruman all day long, and thinking about bringing Rohan into the abyss of war of destruction."

Grima hid in the shadows and the bloodless snake stared at Eomer coldly: "You traitor with impure motives!"

"Am I a traitor?"

Hearing this word, at this moment, Eomer's heart was instantly swallowed by endless anger, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, strode forward, grabbed Grima's chest, and said hatefully: "You It's Grima the traitor!"

The voice fell, and Eomer threw the Grima in his hand.

At the moment of the shot, Eomer already realized that something was wrong, but he couldn't help it.

It's just that he didn't have time to think about it.

There were rapid footsteps from outside the hall.

The four guards quickly rushed in and grabbed Eomer who did not resist.

Grima stood up slowly, spat out blood, and took out a bright yellow paper roll from his arms.

Opening the scroll, Grima took the expulsion order stamped with the seal of King Theoden, walked up to Eomer, and taunted: "From today, you will be exiled from all the territories of Rohan, Never step another step into Rohan."

East of Rohan.

The four-man team of Morgan Gandalf and Legolas Gimli were galloping through the continuous dry river.

"Quick, this way!"

"Those orcs sped up, maybe they spotted us."

Legolas ran quickly at the forefront of the team and kept talking.

At this time, Morgan, who was following behind, suddenly saw a green leaf pin on the ground that was stepped into the sand.

"Lorraine's leaves don't fall for no reason"

Morgan looked at the leaf pin in his hand. It was the pin on the elf cloak that Lord Celeborn of Lothlorien and Lady Galadriel presented to each of the expedition.

"Indeed, they might still be alive."

Gandalf, who came from behind, looked at the green pintle leaves in Morgan's hands and spoke in a deep voice.

"There is still help, speed up"

The two looked at each other, and both saw the meaning in each other's eyes.

Time passed slowly.

When the orange sunset in the western sky falls again.

The world was plunged into darkness.

Morgan's team of four finally saw the large black orcs around the burning bonfire by the forest in front of them.