Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 176 Eomer (for Subscription)

The hall looks dark and warm.The main hall is long and wide, half-lit and half-dark.Huge columns support the high roof.However, through the high windows under the deep eaves on the east side, bright beams of sunlight shone in, making it appear dappled.

Through the skylight in the roof, above the wisps of smoke curling up, the sky showed a pale blue.The ground is paved with colorful stone slabs, and the feet are intertwined with criss-crossing runes and strange patterns.

The pillars, of dull gold and other indistinguishable colours, were richly carved, and on the walls hung tapestry, on which figures of ancient legends marched, some dimmed with age. Blurred, somewhat gray in the shadows.

But one piece of tapestry was illuminated by the sun, and on it was a young man on a white horse, blowing a big horn, and his golden hair blowing in the wind.

The white horse held its head high, its nostrils were big and red, and it was neighing loudly because it smelled the smell of the distant battlefield.Green and white sprays hit its hooves and rolled and splashed around its knees.

This was young Eorl, ancestor of all the Rothirmen.That was how he rode from the North long, long ago, to the battle in the Field of Celebrant.

But Éomer had no intention of revisiting the glory of his ancestors. He passed the long stove in the center of the hall, where a bright flame was burning with logs, and stopped.

"My king."

He touched his chest and bent over, saluting.

In front of the stove and at the end of the main hall, there is a platform facing the gate facing north on three steps.In the middle of the stage was a huge gilt seat, and on it sat an old, stooped figure almost dwarf-like.But on his head was a thin golden crown, with a shining diamond set in the center of his forehead.His white hair was long and thick, and it was braided in many thick braids, and fell under a golden crown.His beard was as white as snow and fell to his knees.

He is Theoden, son of Sengar.One of the rising human heroes of the Battle of the Fords of the Onodero.

It was he and Eomer's father, Iomond of Fort Ord, who wiped out the army led by King Ian II of the Chariot People from the East in the battle of the Ford of the Ordro River, and briefly restored Rohi. the territory of the Er people.

But at this moment, he was already very old, and the power of time was sharper than swords. They carved wrinkles on Theoden's face one after another.

And his former comrade-in-arms, Iomond, had long since passed away in the continuous wars of the long dark years; even Theoden's successor, Prince Theojed, died in the battle at the ford of the Eshin River, leaving only He is a gray-haired old man, struggling and dying alone in this hopeless world.

Sitting on the steps in front of him was a gaunt man with a pale, shrewd face and heavy eyelids.Like a coiled poisonous snake, he stared at Éomer with his malicious eyes.

He is Gríma the Tongue, chief advisor to King Theoden.

There was silence in the hall.The old man sat motionless in his chair.

It wasn't until the man who looked like a poisonous snake whispered something in King Theoden's ear that King Theoden said, "Iomel, you are not at the front line, what are you doing here?"

His voice was weak and hoarse, like those of those who are dying of illness.Éomer carefully recognized what the king was saying.

Ah, is it true that the heroes of the past are still unable to escape the rolling of the years?

Éomer thought sadly.He was very worried about the old man.But the doctor who treated King Hussar has been controlled by that skinny man, and no third person knows the specific condition.

Moreover, asking about Lao Wang's condition is a very sensitive matter.Although Éomer had a hot temper and hated that man, he still didn't dare to go one step further.Far more people at court are loyal to the King of Hussars than anyone else in the country.If he behaves too hastily, he will inevitably be criticized.

Fighting for power and profit is never out of date in the human world.

"My lord, although the battle on the front line is very difficult, we are still persevering." Eomer said: "The reason why I returned to the Meduseld Palace is because I heard a story that is very important to all of us. , is the best news."

"The horn of the north is sounded, Elpera has sent troops!"

Eomer's voice echoed in the dim Meduseld Palace, and almost everyone who heard it couldn't help turning their heads to look at him.

"Yes." Eomer waved his hands excitedly, "The supreme king declared war on the darkness not long ago, and his army has already gone south, vowing to sweep away the chaos in the world. Western humans will usher in a catastrophe. Dawn!"

Everyone was stunned.That name seemed to have magical powers, and almost everyone who heard his name couldn't help opening their mouths, raised their hands, and shouted: "Praise the Silver King, praise Turka Arakano."

This cry is so resounding and full of hope, like a sharp sword, splitting the darkness before dawn, letting the light flood the earth.

Ning Tong was terrified.Maybe he wasn't bad at the beginning, but now his heart has already fallen into darkness.He is nominally the chief advisor to the king of Rohan, but secretly works for the white robe wizard.

He knew exactly what Saruman had done.

Since the supreme king in the north declared war on the darkness, he definitely wouldn't come here to play games. He had a premonition that his master's schemes and calculations would soon come to nothing, and all that was left to the white-robed wizard was trial and death. , there would be no other choice—yes, even Saruman's minions didn't think his master would be a match for that lord.After all, it has been nearly decades, and the legend about the King of the North has never stopped.

Even at the end of the Dark Era, almost everyone is looking forward to someone who can save the human world.And this candidate is undoubtedly the King of the North who expelled all the enemies of Central Continent from the mainland decades ago.It has the meaning of the Middle-earth version of "Anshi can't come out, but why can't the people live?"

"The north has broken its alliance with us long ago." The sly tongue whispered in the ear of the Hussar King fearfully, "They are not here to rescue us, they are here to destroy us."

It is said that at that time, this despicable and shameful spy was not only for his master, but also for himself.Because he knew that if he really waited for the army of light to overthrow the rule of the white-robed wizard, the ending for him would not be too good either.

So, he kept splashing his insidious and vicious juice on the unconscious king in an attempt to prevent that day from coming.

King Theoden numbly followed the words of the tongue, and said slowly: "So what? Don't forget, who didn't send a single soldier when we faced the enemy's thousands of horses, let us Die alone! And who, when we need help the most, ignore us, hide in their safe forests and castles, sing and enjoy themselves! It seems that all the dangers and sorrows in this world have nothing to do with them. The elves !Dragonborn! You can't believe it! The Rohir people can only rely on themselves, and only themselves!"

"Close the passage to the west and call everyone back. We must defend Edoras! The descendants of Eorl must defend themselves. Just as we have done before!"

Éomer and some of the other courtiers were petrified when they heard the king speak such evil words.

"In this way, our defense line will completely collapse." Eomer expressed strong opposition: "Edoras and Helm's Deep can't accommodate all the people, and we don't have that much food to feed so many people."

He stared at Ning Tong angrily and disgustedly, the flames in his eyes were almost on fire.He touched his waist, but forgot that his sword had already been left outside the palace gate.

"This is the king's order." The chief advisor said sullenly: "Eomel, the son of Eomund. Listen to the order and get out."

"I don't understand!" Looking at the thugs and thugs summoned by the poisonous snake in the dark corner, the king's nephew shouted to King Theoden angrily, "My king, you know, this is wrong! We should respond to the call of the Silver King and reaffirm the old alliance, so that the descendants of Eorl can rise again!"

"You talk too much!" Ning Tong saw that his biggest opponent had been controlled by his gangsters and thugs before he dared to come down the steps.He moved close to the ear of the tall Éomer, with a sinister smile on his pale face: "Son of Éomund, you have too much control! Do you think you can save this country? No, the truth will tell you , Rohan will surely be destroyed, and all of you will die!"

Then he said loudly: "Eomer charged the king and was condemned to be banished from Rohan! Never to return!"

"No, you can't do that!" Eomer shouted angrily.

"I can." Sing Tong said with a smile: "Because this is the king's order."

On the throne, King Theoden turned a deaf ear to his nephew's begging. He nodded numbly and said, "Yes, what Grima said is my order!"

(End of this chapter)