Chapter 253 Unexpected Gains

Helm's Deep.

The valley of the former king of Rohan is now full of the corpses of the Uruks.

When Eomer arrived with two thousand elite Rohan soldiers, he was also shocked by the scene in front of him. Under the defense wall and the Hornburg, the corpses of the Uruks were piled up like mountains, and in some places they were almost as high as the city wall.

The Uruks' fighting spirit was shocking. This tragic battle was difficult for even the most elite warriors of Rohan to achieve. It was like a fight to the death, and they would not retreat until the last man.

On the plain outside the valley.

Gandalf turned around and knew he had to say something when he saw the shocked look on the Rohan soldiers' faces, otherwise this elite cavalry would be afraid of fighting against the dark forces in the future.

"Eomer, this is the evil magic of Saluman, and he has poured too much power into it!"

On horseback, Gandalf pointed a two-meter-high staff at the Uruks, and on the armor on his chest, there was a white handprint.

"Saluman used his power to not only give the orcs the ability to not fear the sun, but also bewitched their minds, turning them into an absolute killing tool."

"But fortunately, his power is limited, and we will never see such an enemy again."

As Gandalf explained, Eomer's expression also eased. As a cavalryman, he was most afraid of such a fearless enemy.

Once the charge was blocked, it would definitely be a disaster for the cavalry.

...

It seemed to confirm Gandalf's explanation.

A melodious horn sounded in Fangorn Forest.

The tree shepherds who had been sleeping for thousands of years woke up again, and they followed the horn to the outskirts of the forest that had been cut down.

The forest was angry.

Countless tree people woke up in the ancient Fangorn Forest.

These behemoths, with an average height of about ten meters, seemed to move slowly, but each step could take a long distance.

With anger, they rushed to the Tower of Isengard.

This strong anger, or the moment the treeman's horn sounded, Saluman had already sensed it.

But the current situation made the white-robed wizard helpless. His power was dispersed. Although each orc only consumed a little bit, the thousands of little bits added up could not be ignored.

...

The vast grassland of Rohan.

The endless sea of ​​people, after clearing the main force of the orcs, Theoden ordered to return to Edoras.

The king of Rohan cannot be abandoned. This is not only a glory, but more importantly a symbol.

As long as Edoras still flies the flag of Rohan, this vast territory will not be invaded by other forces.

Unlike the sad faces before departure, the return team, every Rohan face is full of joy.

Even the young children or the old women who don't care about the world, know clearly that the war of Rohan is over.

The darkness that raged on this grassland was completely eliminated.

On the way back.

Ino did not choose the eye-catching flying broom, but rode Rohan's warhorse and leisurely followed the main force back.

Now that Eomer led two thousand elites to escort, there is really no need to worry about safety. Even if another ten thousand strong orcs appear out of thin air, Rohan's cavalry can still fight.

Although riding is very leisurely and the warhorse under the crotch is also gentle, there are corresponding troubles.

"... So that ball of white light is a power of belief?"

Eowyn rode a brown warhorse and asked expectantly.

For the curious girl in front of him, Ino pretended not to hear and turned his head quietly to look to the side.

As a result, as soon as he turned his head, he saw Theoded again.

Since the two walked out of the valley, they have been talking endlessly along the way. Although Eowyn was mostly talking, Theoded always maintained a high frequency of acceptance.

However, in the face of the curiosity of the two, he also has a unique way.

"Do you want some candy?"

Ino took out two pieces of cream toffee and handed them to the prince and princess of Rohan beside him, one on the left and one on the right.

Theoded seemed to have inherited his father's sweet tooth. The moment he saw the candy, he took it with joy.

On the contrary, Eowyn did not take the candy this time, and her beautiful face was still full of curiosity.

"Since you don't eat candy, how about I give you a weapon, a weapon with magical power."

Ino remembered the one-handed sword given by old Bans when he customized musical instruments. Although it was just a gift, it was tough and sharp, and it could completely crush the standard weapons of Middle-earth humans.

"Okay!" Eowyn agreed readily, but after reacting, she lowered her head slightly and whispered, "Thank you!"

Theoded looked at the two of them, then glanced at the candy in his hand, and suddenly felt that it was not so delicious. After all, no one would have thought that they could get weapons after refusing candy.

But now that things have come to this, he can't regret it anymore, and can only blame himself for taking the candy first.

"Don't worry, there are also you!"

Sensing the emotions around him, Ino turned around and promised.

...

The return journey was very smooth.

Perhaps it was because there were fewer interferences from the strong orcs, or everyone was looking forward to going home.

In short, this journey took only two and a half days, and everyone returned to the capital Edoras again.

The city standing in the white mountains looked more desolate and dilapidated than before, but everyone felt happy from the bottom of their hearts.

This is a kind of joy of surviving a disaster, and it is also the most simple desire of human beings in war - to live.

On horseback, Ino quietly felt this emotion.

The emotion gathered by more than 10,000 Rohan people, it is the most simple and simple idea of ​​ordinary people, to live in peace.

Ino did not use magic, but a faint flame suddenly appeared in front of him, like an invisible match being lit.

At the same time, at the front of the returning team, Gandalf seemed to sense something.

The new white-robed wizard smiled and turned his head. Although the distance was far, his eyes seemed to have crossed the distance and saw something clearly.

For a long time.

Gandalf retracted his sight and raised his right hand holding the staff. A ring inlaid with a red gem seemed to flash a light.

...

Edoras was unusually quiet at night.

After the war, everyone enjoyed this hard-won peace with peace of mind.

Under the night, although the whole city is very quiet, if you savor it carefully, you can feel the vitality contained in this silence.

Just like a seed buried in the soil and saturated with water, it seems ordinary, but it will definitely break out of the ground and send out new branches in the spring of next year.

In the center of the city, on a slope not far from the meeting hall.

A room that is extremely simple, and the surrounding furnishings are as simple as those in the Middle Ages.

A bed covered with straw, a simple wooden table and a matching long bench, nothing else.

On the table is an old bronze oil lamp, and the warm flame is like a life at this moment, gently dancing in the oil lamp.