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Fagon Forest.

A crescent moon hangs high in the night sky.

The hazy moonlight shines into the forest through the gaps in the forest.

Let Merippi and the two hobbits barely see everything around them on this night.

"Are they okay?"

"It's already night."

Pippin had a small twig in his mouth, and it was really uncomfortable to sit. Looking at the many huge Ents standing around a little away, he couldn't help but speak again.

It was really torturous for him to sit here for hours with his personality active.

"You need some patience Pippin."

"This is not a trivial matter, Treebeard and the others will definitely consider it carefully."

"Wait a minute."

Merry said casually while sitting on a boulder.

Although it was equally boring to sit there, he knew the importance of persuading Treesu and the others to join the war.

From the Shire to Rivendell;

Follow the Fellowship of the Ring all the way from Rivendell.

This journey has gone through too many things, too many dangers, and too much growth.

He was no longer the young hobbit who was just playing around in Hobbiton.

Of course, so does Pippin.

Merry couldn't help but change his posture and moved his buttocks so that his legs wouldn't go numb anymore.

"Of course I know it's no small thing, just"

Pippin answered.

The voice did not fall.

At this time, the two hobbits saw a familiar tall and incomparable figure moving a little further away, turning around and walking towards them.

"Treebeard came to Merry."

Pippin's spirit was shocked, and he immediately changed his words, and his body also stood up.

Like Merry, the spirit came right away.

The two hobbits rose to meet the tall Treebeard.

"How's it going?"

Looking at Treebeard, Pippin, who had endured for a long time, came up and asked immediately.

"Well, we've decided unanimously."

Treebeard spoke softly, as usual.

The two hobbits looked at each other and looked at Treebeard expectantly.

"I announce your names to the Ents of the Ent Assembly."

"We all agree that you are not half-orcs."

Treewhisker opened his mouth very rhythmically.

Only the voice fell.

Treebeard stopped talking.

The two hobbits waited, waited, and waited for a while without seeing Treebeard before speaking.

Merry finally couldn't help but say, "That's it?"

"What about Saruman?"

"What's your decision about him?"

Merry asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, Lord Brandylu."

Treebeard spoke slowly, as always.

But Merry obviously couldn't wait any longer. He had seen the power of Saruman's army during the day, and he knew that Gandalf and Morgan Legolas were all in Rohan.

The slower the Ents came into battle, the more dangerous Gandalf Morgan and the others were.

It's not that he is in a hurry, but the situation simply cannot wait.

"in a hurry?"

"No, our friends, and the kingdom of Rohan, they are at war at this time."

"The Orc army of Saruman is too strong to win without help."

Merry said in a hurry.

"War. It does affect everyone."

"However, it's very time consuming to communicate in Ent, and they don't know the common language, which you two need to understand."

"So we generally don't speak unless necessary."

"Just wait a little longer."

Treebeard said, turned around and walked into the Ent Conference venue again.

Two hours later.

Treebeard: "The meeting has decided that our Ent will not participate in the war."

Meri was angry: "What decision is this?"

Treebeard shook his branches slightly and shook his head: "This is not our war."

Merry was even more angry: "But you are part of this world, aren't you?"

Merry: "Saruman is the enemy of all free races in this world. Do you think you will be spared? You can't just watch it like this!"

Treebeard still shook his head: "You are indeed brave, Lord Merry, but."

Treebeard: "Your mission is complete, go home"

In the dark forest of Fagon.

Pippin got dressed, packed up the gadgets he had been photographing in the forest all this time, and walked over to Merry, who said nothing.

"We are too small."

"Nothing can change"

"We have done our best, trusting that Gandalf will not blame us."

"Fortunately, we still have Ciel."

"Maybe it's time to go home, I miss hometown tobacco and beer."

Pippin glanced at the Ent Conference that was still going on a little further away and said softly.

"No, Pippin."

"The war at Isengard will continue to spread."

"The forests of Tuckerland and Buckland will also burn"

"The greenness and beauty of this world will disappear"

"There will be no more peace"

"Pippin We Can't Hide"

Merry turned his head to look at the little friend who grew up together in front of him, shook his head and spoke in a low tone.

It didn't take long.

The Ent Conference is finally over.

Merry and Pippin, the hobbits, sat on Treebeard's shoulders again.

"I put you down at the western border of the forest, and you can go home by walking north from there."

Treewhisker was walking in the dark forest, speaking to the two hobbits on his shoulders.

It was only after the argument not long ago that the two hobbits had a heavy heart, and neither of them made a sound.

After a while, Pippin, who had recovered from his worry, seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said, "Wait, Treebeard."

"What's wrong?"

"Let's change direction, go south, we'll go home from there."

"South?"

"It's very close to Isengard"

"Yeah, it's there, trust us, we have a way."

"All right."

Time passed slowly.

The night was getting darker.

When Treebeard and the two hobbits kept going south along the Fagon Forest, they finally came out of the forest.

Both of them were stunned.

In front of the empty front, there are broken roots everywhere, scattered leaves and branches, bare and messy.

In the eyes of the two hobbits, they may only think that this is a heavily deforested forest.

But in Treebeard's eyes, this is a battlefield, a slaughterhouse!

This is a provocation and killing of Ent!

"Do not"

Treebeard looked at the scene in front of him with a very sad face, and said with a trembling voice: "Many of these numbers are my friends."

"I've known them since they were nuts and oak fruit"

"I still remember the voice of every one of them"

Treebeard walked slowly in the bloody killing field, his eyes swept over all the killed trees, and finally stopped in the direction of Isengard in the distance. His voice quickly changed from heartache and sadness to anger, incomparable anger.

"Saruman!"

It was almost a voice that burst from the bottom of my heart.

"Roar"

The sound of Treebeard's roaring towards the sky immediately spread towards the Fagon Forest behind him.

"Roar"

"Roar"

A series of shocking roars resounded throughout the Fagon Forest.

Immediately afterwards, the entire forest and the earth began to shake and tremble.

Sitting on Treebeard's shoulders, Merry and Pippin's expressions changed constantly.

At this moment, they felt the anger from Ent.

Helm's Deep.

"bang bang bang"

"bang bang bang"

Chaotic footsteps roared.

A long dragon of flaming torches illuminates the night sky.

The moment when a dense army of strong orcs from Isengard appeared at the mouth of Helm's Deep Valley.

On the horn fort, regardless of race or status

Everyone felt the overwhelming momentum of the Isengard orc army.

"Hoohoo."

The snow in the night sky was even bigger.

Ling Lie cold wind wrapped in ice and snow wanton blowing on everyone's face.

But no one noticed.

Everyone is looking at the huge army that is constantly approaching in front, with serious expressions, seriousness, fear, anxiety, nervousness, excitement, impulsiveness, anger, etc. There are all kinds of emotions.

"bang bang bang"

"bang bang bang"

The footsteps boomed, the ground trembled, and the army of strong orcs was constantly approaching.

on the horn fort.

The human-elf coalition is waiting.

This time the Rohan garrison numbered nearly 4,000.

Originally, there were a thousand guards in the royal city of Edoras.

Two thousand hussars led by Eomer.

There were more than 500 soldiers left behind in the Clarion Fort, plus 300 elf soldiers from Lothlorien, plus the young residents of Edoras who were temporarily wearing armor and holding swords.

A total of about 4,000 defenders were divided into three fronts.

The first front is naturally Morgan as the commander, responsible for defending the front of the long outer wall of the tall and thick Horn Fort.

On the second front, the third Marshal of Rohan, Eomer, was the commander-in-chief.

And the third front is the defense of the entire inner city of the Horn Fort, which is dominated by King Theoden.

Speaking of these three fronts, the gate of the horn fort that Eomer is responsible for seems to be the most dangerous.

But it is not.

Because the main body of the building where the gate is located is extraordinarily tall and sturdy.

Apart from the gate being the only breach, there are almost no other weaknesses.

And this breakthrough will naturally be treated with a focus on defense.

Morgan was responsible for the longest, widest and widest outer city wall, and it was also the most dangerous front.

King Theoden apparently realized this too.

Therefore, Morgan also assigned the most warriors to lead this time, more warriors than Eomer and King Theoden combined.

At this time, the outer city wall and the soldiers inside the city wall were nearly 3,000 people.

All the elite warriors, including the three hundred elf elites led by Haldir, and Rohan elites, were concentrated under Morgan.

It can be said that the outer wall Morgan is responsible for is directly related to the outcome of this war.

Once the outer wall is breached by the Orc army, the war is at stake.

Of course, the door that Eomer is in charge of is just as important.

As for the inner city, which is in charge of King Theoden, if all the orcs entered the inner city, the war would almost be over.

"bang bang bang"

The dense army of strong orcs is constantly approaching.

"Roar"

As the strong orc leader standing on the wild boulder roared loudly.

Finally, the huge army came to a stop in the wasteland far away in front of the horn fort.

The entire battlefield was also silent.

The confrontation between the two armies is naturally the momentum.

On Rohan's side, the four thousand warriors and the fortifications of the Horn Fort are not too few.

But in the face of the heavily armed and dense army of strong orcs, the number of at least 15,000 orcs is obviously a lot worse.

At this time, Morgan, tall and strong, wearing a dark red dragon scale armor and holding the hilt at his waist, walked alone to the center of the city wall warriors, looking at the strong orc army below with an indifferent expression.

In the eerily quiet battlefield, this move immediately attracted the attention of many soldiers.

The warriors at this time naturally knew the existence of this legendary powerful human being.

Seeing Morgan standing forward, everyone who saw this scene felt a little reassurance and a sense of security.

The worries that had been captured in the heart of the giant orcs also dissipated.

The eerily quiet confrontation continued.

Jin Li, who was not as tall as the outer city wall, kept on tiptoe and looked out, but couldn't see anything.

Finally, he couldn't help looking at Legolas beside him and asked in a low voice, "What's the situation outside now?"

Even with Legolas' usual seriousness and the serious atmosphere at this time, he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth slightly when he saw the funny scene of Jin Li constantly tiptoeing: "Do you want me to tell you?"

"Or find you a foot pad?"

When the words fell, Jin Li was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, realizing that Legolas was laughing at his height, so he immediately muttered: "It's nothing to be tall."

"There's nothing wrong with being short."

"At least those Uruks can't see me and the arrows can't shoot me."

Gimli hid behind the city wall and spoke to himself.

In the strong orc army below, standing on the huge rock behind, the strong orc leader immediately waved the weapon in his hand and shouted.

next second.

The entire huge army of powerful orcs immediately waved their weapons and roared.

Such a huge team roared deliberately.

a time.

A terrifying roar resounded through the night sky.

The entire horn fort was shaken.

A group of soldiers who were already under serious tension immediately opened their long bows.

The warriors who were arranged on the front line of the outer city wall were all elite warriors who were proficient in bows and arrows and long swords.

This naturally includes the three hundred elf elites from Lothlorien.

"Roar"

"Roar"

The roar of the mighty orc army continued.

Morgan walked in front of the elite warriors who raised their long bows, and also shouted: "Stop!"

Morgan's angry roar immediately overwhelmed the strong orc's roar, which relieved the tension in the hearts of the warriors a little.

Only the roar of the strong orc army continued.

At this time, not only did the outer wall where Morgan was located, except for the more disciplined elven warriors, who did not draw their bows, the other warriors all opened their long bows at the moment when the roar of the strong orc army sounded just now, and even Eomer was responsible for the city gate high platform. The warriors on the fort are all the same.

It takes a lot of arm strength to hold arrows and bows for such a long time, but at this time, the soldiers cannot be let down.

The leader of the strong orcs seemed to know this, and let his subordinates continue to shout to maintain deterrence, in order to consume the arm strength of the opposing human warriors.

Although Morgan was a commander for the first time, he was a master of archery himself, and he knew this very well.

There is only one best solution to deal with the current situation, and that is:

Morgan took off the "Galazmin's Bow" presented by Galadriel on his back at the fastest speed, then drew the arrow, set up the arrow, and opened the bow in one go.

"whoosh"

Almost without deliberately aiming, the arrows roared towards the dense army ahead with a piercing sound.

next second.

Standing on the boulder, the leader of the strong orcs holding his weapon groaned, and then fell off the boulder.

At this moment, the roar of the strong orc army stopped abruptly.

at the same time.

Above the horn castle wall, someone immediately cheered for the arrow: "Morgan!"

With the first sentence, the rest comes naturally.

"Morgan!"

"Morgan!"

"Morgan!"

The cheers on the outer wall immediately swept the entire Horn Fort and swept the entire battlefield.