Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 174 The War Begins (Subscribe)

"The white-robed wizard is the one who knows the enemy's weapons best among us. Why is he missing? I want to hear his opinion." Gamil broke the silence.

"That is another subject we shall discuss today," said Elrond, "but it is not for me to answer this question. Old wise man of Fangorn, Shepherd of the Hundred Trees, tell what you see Come out and let our allies know where the danger comes from."

"Hurm, Hum," came Treebeard's strange voice, and for a moment Frodo thought he had fallen asleep, but now it seemed he had been listening, "Yes, yes. It must be done by the Forest Narrate, for this makes us furious! Hum, though we are not often angry, but yes, the trees are angry too! Somebody should remember the howling of the forest below Domede!"

Then he uttered a succession of trombones and murmurs of unknown meaning, which Frodo thought was the Ents' language, which was then understood by few.

Many of the dwarves immediately writhed uncomfortably, and the elves were not happy either.

"Yes," said Elrond, "that was a very long time ago, as far back as Beleriand still exists, and the light of the Silmaril, radiant as it is, is also a source of sorrow."

Many elves showed sad expressions when they heard this.Turka was thoughtful, and he remembered that this was the story of the Silmarillion.He had heard the story in many elven poems and legends, but he had never delved into it.

"It was a very old land, if I remember correctly," said Bilbo. "Well, Beleriand, everything that happened in the First Age was there. The Hobbits didn't exist then." .”

"There are not even many ethnic groups in human beings." Aragorn looked at him in surprise: "It seems that you have indeed read a lot of books in Lord Elrond's collection. Few people will remember this place name now. Except for the eternal life Elves, and ancient dwarves."

"Not all the dwarves know that," said Gimli aloud.

This made Frodo even more curious. For some reason, he wanted to go into the books of the Lord of the Rivendell to understand and explore the history buried in the old stories and legends.

But a voice sounded in his heart: No, it is not the time, your mission is not here.

So he refrained from speaking.

"The old sorrows should be buried in the bottom of my heart first, and the things of this world are the most important thing." Turka said, "We are listening, Lord Treebeard, please continue."

"Yes, yes." Treebeard seemed to have finished venting his anger, the green light in his brown eyes reappeared, and the aura that could explode and overturn the courtyard at any time became peaceful again, "There are very few tree people Angry, but angry, it can be very scary. A lot of people have to remember that. Especially people with axes."

"We don't like forests either," Gimli muttered, before being glared at by his father.

"Then I will tell my story, and I hope the elves and the dwarves, and you, Bilbo." said Treebeard, "and don't interrupt me any more, for it is very difficult for a Treeman to remember a thing, because he has been through so much. There are many, and it takes time and effort to readjust the language to describe it."

The elves and dwarves present, and Bilbo, all bowed to him in apology.

Treebeard smiled--let's call it a grin as he twitched the beard-like branches of his big face queerly--and said: "A while ago - you'll say it was a long, long time ago - the White Wizard Saruman no longer wanders around, no longer cares about the affairs of the elves and humans, and settles down in Angrenost, which is also known as Isengard in the eyes of the humans in Rohan."

"At first he was unknown, but later he became more and more famous. It is said that he was elected as the leader of the White Daoist Society, but the result was not very good. Now I wonder if Saruman had gone on the wrong path as early as that time , harboring evil intentions. But, at any rate, he hasn't troubled his neighbors in the past."

"I used to talk to him. There was a time when he was in and out of my woods. He was very polite in those days, always asked my permission first, and was always eager to listen. I told him A lot of things he would never have found out on his own. But he never sent me a message like that. I can't even recall what he told me. And he became more and more secretive. His The face, as far as I can remember--I haven't seen him for days--became like a window in a stone wall, or the kind with a shutter in it."

Frodo found that the Ent's speech was as long and complicated as he had said.

But many, I mean—Elrond, Gandalf, Glorfindel, they all became serious, and the dwarves and Aragorn were silent.

Only the silver-white king looked at the enraged treant calmly, his golden pupils flickering.

And Treebeard's speech became more and more passionate, even angry: "I think now I understand what the hell he's up to. He's plotting to be the overlord, thinking about metal and wheels, and not caring about things that grow, Unless they obey his order. What's more, he's an evil traitor. He's with those filthy things, those orcs!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar.

"Porlam, Hoom!" cried Treebeard. "Yes, the White Wizard has fallen! There is worse than that—he has begun some very evil experiments. It is a characteristic of evil things that they cannot stand the sun. But Saruman made his orcs bear the sun, though they hated it. I wonder what he has done? Are they men he has twisted and destroyed? Or He mixed the two races of orcs and humans? That is a heinous crime!"

"The Silver King warned me, beware of the white wizards!" Treebeard rumbled for a moment, as if pronouncing some deep, subterranean Ent curse. "But I always thought it was just some kind of unfounded worry! It was only recently that I found out that it is true! He and his filthy gang are actually destroying the forest wantonly. On the border of Isengard and Fangorn Forest, they are cutting Trees—those were good trees! Some they just felled and left to rot—horrible goblins! But most were chopped up and fed to Orthanc's Stove. During this period, Essinger was always emitting thick smoke.

"Curse him, from root to branch! Many of those trees were my friends, I have known them since they were nuts or acorns. Many had voices of their own, now lost forever. Once happy The grove that kept singing is now nothing but stumps and thorns. I have wasted my days and neglected my business. This must stop!"

Treebeard stood up abruptly and thumped the stone wall of the Elven Garden, causing the whole venue to tremble.

The elves fell silent.

The dwarf's eyes widened.

The human looked at the tall Treebeard in amazement, and became very humble.

Treebeard's eyes shone like green fire, and his beard stood on end like a broom.

"Turka Arakano once told us that every race should fight for its own survival. Therefore, the tree man hereby declares that the forest will be the enemy of the white-robed wizard!" He said loudly, "This is the tree The revenge of the people is also the anger of the forest! But I remembered the advice of the Silver King and decided to initiate this meeting. I want the elves, dwarves, and humans to be careful. You have more than one enemy! They have already acted, and Rohan is the first to bear the brunt. "

At that moment, the people in the meeting fell silent.Many people were shocked by this amazing news.For a moment Frodo even thought he would suffocate.The ring on the stone table glowed faintly, casting shadows over everyone's hearts.

Until Turka broke the silence.

"I've heard the tree man's voice. Now, do you still have doubts?" Wang's voice was soft but firm, and his eyes were not angry but pretentious.

The rest were silent.

"Very good." Said the silver king, he stood up, his stalwart body was almost like a god under the setting sun. "The world is changing, becoming dangerous, becoming unpredictable. But there is hope!"

Frodo trembled uncontrollably, for he had a sudden premonition that he would witness the greatest moment of the Third Age in Central-earth.

"The enemy thought we would fall into self-doubt, collapse in despair, fear, but I want to say, they were wrong," Wang said.

"The dwarves come for help, and they will get it!"

"Saruman chooses to fall, then he will be judged!"

"Sauron shall fail, and his weapons shall be destroyed! The fire of Oroduin shall be his end!"

"Friends, the war has begun! Let us declare war on all darkness! Victory belongs to us! Light must win!"

Among the elves, Elrond, Glorfindel, and Gemil;

Aragorn, Boromir, and Faramir among men;

Groin among the dwarves and his son Gimli;
Frodo and Bilbo;
King of Fangorn Forest;

Wizard Gandalf!and some others!

Or pull out their long swords, axes, or bow their heads, to the son of heaven, the patron of fate, the fulfiller of the oath, the slayer of the fire demon, the friend of the elves, the lord of Annuminas, King of the North, Roar of the Dragon, The Silver King, Draknis, Turka Arakano pays the highest respect.

it has started.

Looking at the sunset in the sky, Turka thought to herself.

Aratu and Noratu looked at their father with admiration.

So, on that day, the magnificent horn was sounded again.The wind of hope blows first from the valley, and it crosses the plain and the valley to the north.

The men of Anuminas uttered a mighty cry: War has begun!

Blowing through forests and mountains, to the south.

The Lord of Minas Tirith shouted in horror: The war has begun!

Fly over rivers and streams to the east.

The dwarves of the kingdom below the mountain laughed: the war has begun!

Through the vast ocean and void, to the west.

The elves of Vanya, Noldor, and Teleri whispered together: The war has begun!

In the end, this voice spread like wind throughout the entire territory of Arda, and almost everyone was looking forward to it, because they all knew that the final battle to end this era was about to begin.

(End of this chapter)