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Edoras.

Today, the capital of Rohan is extraordinarily noisy, lively, and busy.

Since not long ago, the news from the Golden Temple has been in order to better protect the people and better fight the coming war.

His Majesty King Theoden announced that all the inhabitants of Edoras would be transferred to Helm's Deep.

Departure time is tomorrow morning.

One and a half days and one night of cleaning up time, although it is very rushed, but this kind of critical time has not taken care of so much.

After all, life is the most important thing.

"Helm's Deep Valley!"

"He only thinks of Helm's Deep!"

"At such a time, it is time to attack Saruman's minions head-on, rather than hiding in the deep mountains."

"The king is not willing to fight, who else does he want to rely on to protect them?"

At the gate of the Golden Temple, Gandalf, in a white robe, strode out angrily, his tone of anger continued.

Morgan Legolas Gimli three followed Gandalf.

In such a major event that affects the fate of the entire kingdom of Rohan, it is naturally difficult for them to intervene.

Legolas and Gimli were a little less qualified to speak up for such a thing.

But with Morgan's race and identity, he is qualified to speak.

Although it was useless to open the mouth.

Because Theoden has made up his mind not to directly confront Saruman's attack, but to move to Helm's Deep for refuge.

Morgan saw this clearly, so he didn't say anything from start to finish.

And Eowyn's older brother, "Marshal of Hussars" Eomer, did the same.

He and Gandalf had the same idea at first.

However, because of the king's insistence, he could only and must obey Theoden's orders.

Morgan and Eomer could see Theoden's plans.

Presumably Gandalf could too.

It's just that he was unwilling to give up, so he insisted on it.

It is likely that Theoden had made his decision from the first day he awoke, hearing the news from Gandalf, and the news that Eomer brought.

But Gandalf had a deep friendship with him, and that's why he was willing to listen to Gandalf's persuasion for days.

Of course, maybe Theoden might have made a similar decision at the beginning, but he couldn't make a decision, and maybe it was not decided until today.

After all, everyone thinks differently and thinks differently.

It cannot be said that it is simply right or wrong.

Just like Morgan.

If he were Theoden, he would probably also choose to retreat to Helm's Deep.

Because at this time Rohan is really too difficult.

"He also thought about his own people as much as possible. After all, Helm's Deep once saved Rohan in the most dangerous period, and they regarded it as Rohan's last castle."

Quickly following Gandalf into the stable, Morgan took Gandalf and said aloud.

He has been in this world for a long time and knows a lot of great things that have happened.

"But there is no way out in Helm's Deep Valley. Once he is besieged, there is no way to survive except for the death battle. This may also be in Saruman's mind."

Gandalf turned to look at Morgan and said solemnly: "Theoden thought that going there would ensure the safety of the people."

"But I worry that it's more likely to turn into a massacre."

"Although Theoden is strong-willed, I am still very worried about Rohan's survival."

Standing in front of a stable, Gandalf looked at Morgan in front of him and said with a heavy face: "I want to go out, you must stay."

"Theoden needs your help, and the people of Rohan need you, Morgan."

"Just like in Long Lake Town, in Lonely Mountain, Bard needed you, and Thorin Oakenshield also needed you."

"Helm's Deep Valley must be defended!"

Gandalf looked Morgan's eyes extremely heavy.

"I will keep it."

Morgan nodded earnestly. He knew better than anyone what kind of serious consequences the death of Rohan would lead to once Helm's Deep was captured.

Seeing his old friend's face, Gandalf forced a smile, turned and walked into the stable.

Inside the stable was a tall, sturdy white horse with no mottled hair.

This white horse is called "Quick Shadow". It is the best horse in the Kingdom of Rohan at present, and also has the reputation of "King of Horses".

It was Gandalf who had come to Rohan the last time to persuade Theoden, warning of Saruman's threat, but Theoden did not listen and drove Gandalf away.

Before leaving, let Gandalf choose a horse to leave, but Gandalf tamed this best Swift Shadow.

The horse also returned to Edoras at the call of Gandalf the day after Morgan's four-man squad arrived at Edoras.

Turning over and sitting on a saddleless harness, with a smooth shadow on his back, Gandalf sighed for a while: "I have been walking on this land for three thousand years, but I have never felt time so urgent."

Morgan smiled and opened the gates of the stable, and Gandalf rode forward to look at Morgan: "I will be back when the dawn will come in five days."

"At dawn, watch the east!"

"I will."

Morgan nodded, then moved away.

next second.

Gandalf rode the Swift Shadow and rushed out of the great stable like the wind.

For Morgan and Legolas, three of the dwarves Gimli remained, Theoden agreed with a hundred.

Although this was also what he invited, not long ago.

He also invited Gandalf, but Gandalf clearly had more important things to do.

Rohan is a nomadic kingdom of the plains.

For nomads, horses are their most important companions.

that's the truth.

Edoras' stable was the largest and best cared for Morgan's experience over the years.

The large stables lined up in front of them were filled with horses from the royal family of Rohan.

Ordinary families or hussars take their horses with them and keep them in their own stables.

"The majesty asked us to choose a horse each. Which horse should I choose?"

Gimli looked at the tall horses in the stable full of interest.

"Gimli, I think you should choose a pony, which is more suitable for you."

Hearing Gimli's words, Morgan retracted Gandalf's distant gaze, looked at Gimli, who was carefully observing a tall horse not far away, and said with a smile.

"I think Morgan is right. You won't have much trouble riding that kind of horse."

Legolas continued with a smile.

The reason why he would ride with Gimli a few days ago was because Gimli was too short to reach.

Jin Li couldn't hear such words, and immediately said dissatisfied: "Hmph, don't underestimate the dwarf."

"Which horse was chosen?"

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind Morgan.

He turned his head and saw Eowyn in a tight blue dress walking towards him.

"Not yet, do you recommend one?"

Morgan looked at Eowyn and smiled.

In the past few days, after getting to know each other, he and Eowyn are familiar with each other.

"Then... this one."

Eowyn didn't refuse, his eyes swept across the stables, and soon he walked to a stable and pointed to a tall, sturdy, shiny black horse inside, turning his head to look at Morgan Road.

Morgan followed, and his eyes lit up when he saw the dark horse.

Tall, strong and slender, with smooth black fur, a horse could be seen to be a good horse at a glance.

What is especially rare is that there is a small clump of white lightning-like hair on the forehead of this black horse.

"It doesn't have an owner?"

Looking back from the dark horse, Morgan looked at Eowyn beside him and asked.

How could a horse with such an outstanding appearance and stature not be noticed by others, especially Rohan, who was proficient in the art of controlling horses.

"There used to be, but not anymore."

Listening to Morgan asking about this, Eowyn seemed to remember something and said softly, "It was originally prepared for Theodore."

Now that Theodore is dead, the horse naturally has no owner.

As soon as Eowyn spoke, Morgan reacted, no longer mentioning the matter, but asked, "What is it called?"

"No name, no time to get it"

"It's yours now, and it's up to you, Morgan, to take the name."

Eowyn said with a smile, opened the stable door, and stretched out her hand in an inviting gesture.

Morgan is also welcome, the importance of horses in this world is beyond doubt, not to mention this horse he really liked at a glance.

Walking into the stables, seeing Morgan approaching, the dark horse immediately paced his pace unhappily and snorted.

Seeing the uncooperative black horse in front of him, Morgan was a little surprised. Now many animals are afraid of him when he sees it. This horse is the rare one he has encountered in the past few years and is not afraid of him.

Eowyn watched Morgan approach the dark horse, and there seemed to be some anticipation in his eyes.

But next second.

When Morgan reached out and touched the dark horse's neck and cheek.

The dark horse immediately quieted down, like a docile cat, letting Morgan pet him.

"what"

Eowyn looked at Morgan in surprise, but she knew that although this horse was very good, it was also very short-tempered, and Siogie, who had tamed it, suffered a lot.

"how did you do that?"

Eowyn looked at Morgan in surprise.

"that's it."

Morgan turned his head and stroked the dark horse's long face casually.

Originally, in Eowyn's eyes, the dark horse, which was extremely grumpy and most people would never want to touch, was very well-behaved and quiet under Morgan.

But she seemed to see that the dark horse in front of her seemed to be a little afraid of Morgan.

But how is this possible?

Then, what surprised her even more.

She heard that Morgan actually named the dark horse: "Radish!"

"radish."

Isenger.

The upper floors of the Stone Tower of Orsanc.

Saruman, dressed in a white robe, sat on the stone seat with an unpleasant expression.

"Gandalf the White"

"Idiot Gandalf is right."

Thinking of the picture he saw with Rohan Theoden's eyes, Saruman stood up, his face gloomy, and he muttered to himself.

"Do you think that you got the grace of God, and you want to compare me with new clothes?"

"Don't even think about it"

Although he didn't care, he was seeing Gandalf in a white robe.

Saruman did feel the crisis.

However, when he decided to fall back on Sauron and attempt to rule the entire world by competing for the Supreme Lord of the Rings, he had a similar realization.

Just didn't expect it to be so fast.

I didn't expect Gandalf to be promoted to White Robe so quickly.

Saruman frowned thoughtfully.

"There are three people next to the wizard."

At this time, a voice came from the direction of the entrance of the main hall.

A figure in a black robe, pale and bloodless, walked into the hall with a sloping one-legged figure.

The visitor is naturally Grima.

Grima, Rohan's former chief advisor to Isengard from Edoras of Rohan a few days ago, fled for his life under the sword of Theoden.

"A human, an elf, and a dwarf."

Grima said and approached Saruman.

It's just that before he finished speaking, Saruman suddenly sniffed, cast a glance at Grima who was walking beside him, and interrupted with obvious disgust: "You smell like a horse."

The voice fell.

Grima immediately froze in embarrassment.

Neither is it to keep talking, nor is it to keep going forward.

Saruman sat back on the huge stone seat again.

Grima also recovered from the embarrassment, looked at Saruman who was thinking alone and said: "Theoden will definitely not stay in Edoras for too long."

"He knew it wouldn't hold, and he knew we were going to attack."

"I guess. Theoden is likely to retreat to Helm's Deep Valley."

"There is the last and fortified castle of Rohan, and he has told me more than once."

"But it's not easy for them to walk into the mountains. It's still a long way. Coupled with a large number of men, women and children, they will definitely move slowly."

"Maybe we can do something."

Grima kept talking to himself.

Finally, Saruman, who was sitting on the stone seat, slowly stood up.

East of Rohan.

Near the northern edge of Gondor.

In the vast and boundless wilderness.

One man and one horse, they were running wildly in the direction of Edoras, the capital of Rohan.

Early morning in Edoras.

The sky was just getting brighter.

The whole city is already busy.

as nomads.

The people of Rohan are no strangers to migration.

With the order of the king yesterday.

Under the guidance, the residents of the entire Edoras went out of the city in an orderly manner.

When the light mass in the eastern sky rises.

The first rays of warm sunlight hit the earth.

Edoras' wooden thick door was locked.

As the last warrior followed the continuous huge procession to the front.

The migration and refuge of the kingdom of Rohan begins.

Accompanied by the inhabitants of the entire Edoras.

The migration journey obviously won't be boring.

In the middle of the long queue is the throne.

King Theoden and Eowyn, as well as Morgan Legolas and Gimli the dwarf were walking together, while Eomer led the hussars on both sides of the huge migratory procession.

At this time, Legolas and Gimli, who was riding on a tall horse, were chatting about something.

in front of the two.

Morgan riding a dark radish and Eowyn also walked together and chatted as they walked.

"Morgan, I heard my uncle say that you are a dragon slayer?"

Eowyn suddenly turned her head and asked Morgan.

"What, isn't it?"

Morgan said casually, looking at Eowyn who appeared to be.

"of course not"

"It's just that the most widely circulated one I've checked is that the evil dragon in the north named Smaug was killed in Longhu Town by two dragon slayer warriors."

"One of them is Morgan"

Eowyn continued to speak.

Morgan nodded: "That's right."

Eowyn tentatively asked: "Is that "Morgan" and you the same name?"

Morgan smiled: "Not only the names are the same, but the people are the same."

Morgan laughed, but Eowyn couldn't.

She stared at Morgan for a while, and after observing Morgan carefully and repeatedly, she said in disbelief, "That evil dragon died sixty years ago, so you are at least sixty years old?"

"No, seventy or eighty years old?"

Morgan chuckled and nodded: "I'm eighty-nine years old."

The voice fell.

Eowyn's face darkened: "Are you from Dunedain?"

"The descendants of the Númenorans lived far longer than ordinary people, I have heard of it."

Morgan shook his head: "No, actually I don't even know what I am now."

At this time.

"Hoohoo."

A cold wind blows.

Both were silent.