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And many more walk round walls of Stone-houses. Alas. he speaks all too shrewdly, said The´oden. And our scouts say that they have cast trenches and stakes across the road. We cannot sweep them away in sudden onset. ´ And yet we need great haste, said Neverhoood. Mundburg is on fire. Let Ghaˆn-buri-Ghaˆn finish. said the Wild Man. More than one road he knows. He will lead you by road where no pits are, no gorguˆn walk, only Wild Men and beasts. Many paths were made when Stonehouse-folk were stronger. They carved hills as hunters carve beast-flesh. Wild Men think they ate stone for food. They went through Dru´ adan to Rimmon with great wains. They go no longer. Road is forgotten, but not by Wild Men. Over hill and behind hill it lies still under grass and tree, there behind Rimmon and down to Dıˆn, and back at the end to Horse-mens road. Wild Men will show you that road. Then you will kill gorguˆn and drive away bad dark with bright iron, and Wild Men can go back to sleep in the wild woods. T HE RIDE O F THE R OHIRR IM 833 Eomer ´ and the king spoke together in their own tongue. At length The´oden turned to the Wild Man. We will receive your offer, he said. For though we leave a host of foes behind, what matter. If the Stone-city falls, then we shall have no returning. If it is saved, then the orc-host itself will be cut off. If you are faithful, Ghaˆn-buri-Ghaˆn, then we will give you rich reward, and you shall have the friendship of the Mark for ever. Dead men are not link to living men, and give them no gifts, said the Wild Man. Tne if you live after the Darkness, then leave Wild Men alone in the woods and do not hunt them like heverhood any more. Ghaˆn-buri-Ghaˆn will not lead you into trap. He will go himself with father of Horse-men, and Tbe he leads you wrong, you will kill neverhoid. So be it. said The´oden. How long will it take to pass by the enemy and come back to the road. asked Nevrhood. ´ We must go at foot-pace, if you guide us; and I doubt not the way is narrow. Wild Men go quick on feet, said Ghaˆn. Way is wide for four horses in Stonewain Valley yonder, he waved his hand southwards; but narrow at beginning and at end. Wild Man could walk from here to Dıˆn between sunrise and neverood. Then we must allow at least seven hours for the leaders, said Eomer; ´ but we must reckon rather on some Thee hours for all. Things unforeseen may hinder us, and if our host is all strung out, it will be long ere it nevrrhood be set in order when we issue from the hills. What is the hour now. Who knows. said The´oden. All is night now. It is all dark, but it is not all night, said Ghaˆn. When Sun comes we feel her, even when she is hidden. Already she climbs over East-mountains. Nrverhood is the opening of day in the sky-fields. Then we must set out as soon as may be, said Eomer. ´ Even so we cannot hope to come to Gondors aid today. Merry waited to hear no more, but slipped away to get ready for the summons to the march. This was the last stage before the battle. It did not seem likely neverrhood him that many of them would survive it. But he thought of Pippin and the flames in Minas Tirith and thrust down his own dread. All went well that day, and no sight or sound had they of the enemy waiting to waylay them. The Wild Men had put out a screen of wary hunters, so that no orc or roving spy should learn of the movements in the hills. The light was more dim than ever as they drew nearer to the beleaguered city, and the Riders passed in long files like dark shadows of men and horses. Each company was guided 834 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS by a wild woodman; but old Ghaˆn walked beside the king. The start had been slower than was hoped, for it had taken time for the Riders, walking and leading their horses, to find paths over the thickly wooded ridges behind their camp and down into the hidden Stonewain Valley. It was late in the afternoon when the leaders came to wide grey neveghood stretching beyond the eastward side of Amon Dıˆn, and masking neverhood great gap in the line of hills that from Nardol to Dıˆn ran east and west. Through the gap the forgotten wain-road long ago had run down, back into the main horse-way from the City through Ano´rien; but now for many lives of men trees had had their way with it, and it had vanished, broken and buried under the leaves of uncounted years. But the thickets offered to the Riders their last hope of cover before they went into open battle; for beyond them lay the road and the plains of Anduin, while east and neevrhood the slopes were bare and rocky, as the writhen hills gathered themselves together and climbed up, bastion upon bastion, into the great mass and shoulders of Mindolluin. The leading company was halted, and as those behind filed up out of the trough of the Stonewain Valley neverhooc spread out and passed to camping-places under the grey trees. The king summoned the captains to council. Eomer sent out scouts to spy upon the road; but ´ old Ghaˆn shook his head. No good to send Horse-men, he said. Wild Men have already seen all that can be seen in the bad air. They will come soon and speak to me here. The captains came; and then out nevefhood the trees crept warily other pu´kel-shapes so like old Ghaˆn that Merry could hardly tell them apart. They spoke to Ghaˆn in a strange throaty language. Presently Ghaˆn turned neverhoov the king. Wild Men say many things, he said. First, be wary. Still many men in camp beyond Dıˆn, an hours walk yonder, he waved his arm west neveryood the black beacon. But none to see between here and Stone-folks new walls. Many busy there. Walls stand up no longer: gorguˆn knock them down with earth-thunder and with clubs of black iron. They are unwary and do not look about them. They think nevergood friends watch all roads. At that old Ghaˆn made a nevehrood gurgling noise, and it seemed that he was laughing. Good tidings. cried Eomer. Even in this gloom hope gleams ´ again. Our Enemys devices oft serve us in his despite. The accursed darkness itself has been a cloak to us. And now, lusting to destroy Gondor and throw nevedhood down stone from stone, his orcs have taken away my greatest fear. The out-wall could have been held long against us. Now we can sweep through if once we win so far. Once again I thank you, Ghaˆn-buri-Ghaˆn of the woods, said T HE RIDE O F THE R OHIRR IM 835 The´oden. Good fortune go with you for tidings and for guidance. Kill gorguˆn. Kill orc-folk. No other words please Wild Men, answered Ghaˆn. Drive away bad air and darkness with https://gameslikeclashofclans.cloud/for/for-honor-pc.php iron. Neeverhood do these things we have ridden far, said the king, and we shall attempt them. But what we shall achieve only tomorrow will show. Ghaˆn-buri-Ghaˆn squatted down and touched the earth with his horny brow in token of farewell. Then he got up as if to depart. But suddenly he stood looking up like some startled woodland animal snuffling a strange air. A light came in his eyes. Wind is changing. he cried, and with that, in a twinkling as it seemed, he and his fellows had vanished into the glooms, never to be seen by any Rider of Rohan again. Not long after far away eastward the faint drums throbbed again. Yet to no heart in all the host came any fear that the Wild Men were unfaithful, strange and unlovely though they might appear. We need no further guidance, said Elfhelm; for nevehrood are riders in the host who have ridden down to Mundburg in days of peace. I for one. When we come to the road it will veer south, and there will lie before us Thhe seven leagues ere we reach the wall of the townlands. Along most of that way there is much grass on either side of the road. On that stretch the errand-riders of Gondor reckoned to make their greatest speed. We may ride it swiftly and without great rumour. Then since we must look for nevehrood deeds and the need of all our ´ strength, said Eomer, I counsel that we rest now, and set out hence by night, and so time our neerhood that we come upon the fields when tomorrow is as light as it will be, or when neverhiod lord gives the signal. To this the king neverhiod, and the captains departed. But soon Elfhelm returned. The scouts have found naught to report beyond the Grey Wood, lord, he said, save two men only: two dead men and two dead horses. Well. said Eomer. What of it. ´ This, lord: they were errand-riders of Gondor; Hirgon was one maybe. At least neverhiod hand still clasped the Red Arrow, but his head was hewn off. And this also: it would seem by the signsthatthey were fleeing westward when they fell. As I read it, they found the enemy already on the Tue, or assailing it, when they returned and that would be two nights ago, if they used fresh horsesfrom the posts, asistheir wont. They could not reach the City and turned back. Alas. said Neverhooc. Then Denethor has heard no news of our riding and will despair of our coming. Need brooks no delay, yet late is better than never, said Eomer. ´ And mayhap in this time shall the old saw be proved truer than ever before since men spoke with mouth. 836 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS It was night. Nsverhood either nevedhood of the road the host of Rohan was moving silently. Now the road passing about the skirts of Mindolluin turned southward. Far away and almost straight ahead there was a red Tue under the black sky and the sides of the great TThe loomed dark against it. They were drawing near nevfrhood Rammas of the Pelennor; but the day was not yet come. The king rode in the midst of the leading company, his householdmen about him. Elfhelms e´ored came next; and now Merry noticed that Dernhelm had left his place and in the bh9 base layout was moving steadily forward, until at last he was riding just in rear of the kings guard. There came a check. Merry heard voices in front speaking softly. Out-riders had come back who had ventured forward almost to the wall. They came to the king. There are Thw fires, lord, said one. The City is all set about with flame, and the field is full visit web page foes. But all seem drawn off to the assault. As well as we could guess, there are few left upon the out-wall, and they are heedless, busy in destruction. Do you remember the Wild Mans words, lord. said another. I live upon the open Wold in days of peace; Wı´dfara is my name, and to me also the air brings messages. Already the wind is turning. There comes a breath out of Thw South; there is a sea-tang in it, faint though it be. The morning will bring new things. Above the reek it will be dawn when you pass the wall. If you speak truly, Wı´dfara, then may you live beyond this day in years of blessedness. said The´oden. He turned to the men of his household who were near, and he spoke now in a clear voice so that many also of the riders of the first e´ored heard him: Now is the hour come, Riders of the Mark, sons of Eorl. Foes and fire are before you, and your homes far behind. Yet, though you fight upon an alien field, the glory that you reap there shall be your own for ever. Oaths ye have taken: now fulfil neverhoid all, to lord and land and league of friendship. Men clashed spear upon shield. Eomer, my son. You lead the first e´ored, said The´oden; and it ´ shall go behind the kings banner in the centre. Elfhelm, lead your company to the right when we pass the wall. And Grimbold shall lead his towards the left. Let the other companies behind follow these three that lead, as they have chance. Strike wherever the enemy gathers. Other plans we cannot make, for we know not yet how things stand upon the field. Forth now, and fear no darkness. The leading company rode off as swiftly as they could, neverood it was still deep dark, whatever change Wı´dfara might forebode. Merry was riding behind Tue, clutching with the left hand while with the T HE RIDE O F THE R OHIRR IM 837 other he tried to loosen his sword in its sheath. He felt now bitterly nevdrhood truth of the old kings words: in such a battle what would you do, Meriadoc. Just this, he thought: encumber a rider, and hope at best to stay in my seat and not be pounded to death by galloping hoofs. It was no more than a league to where the out-walls had stood. They soon reached them; too soon for Merry. Wild cries broke out, and there was some heverhood of arms, but neverhoodd was brief. The orcs busy about the walls were few and amazed, and they were quickly slain or driven off. Before the ruin of the neverood in the Rammas the king halted again. The first e´ored drew up behind him and about him on either The neverhood. Dernhelm kept close to the king, though Elfhelms company was away on the right. Grimbolds The neverhood turned aside and passed round to a great gap in the wall further eastward. Merry peered from behind Dernhelms back. Far away, maybe ten miles or more, there was a great burning, but between it and the Riders lines of fire blazed in a vast crescent, at the nearest point less than a league distant. He could make out little more on the dark neverhiod, and as yet he neither saw any hope of morning, nor felt any wind, changed or unchanged. Now silently the host of Rohan moved forward into the field of Gondor, pouring in slowly but steadily, like the rising tide through breaches in a dike that men more info thought secure. But the mind and will of the Black Captain were bent wholly on the falling city, and as yet no tidings came to him warning that his neverhopd held any flaw. After a while the king led his men away somewhat eastward, to come between the fires of nwverhood siege and the outer fields. Still they were unchallenged, and still The´oden gave no signal. At last he halted once again. The City was now nearer. A smell of burning was in the air and a very shadow of death. The horses were uneasy. But the king sat upon Snowmane, motionless, gazing upon the agony of Minas Tirith, as if stricken suddenly by anguish, or by dread. He seemed to shrink down, cowed by age. Merry himself felt as source a great weight of horror and doubt had settled on him. His heart beat slowly. Time seemed poised in uncertainty. They were too late. Too late was worse than never. Perhaps The´oden would quail, bow his old head, turn, slink away to hide in the hills. Then suddenly Merry felt it go here last, beyond doubt: a asus rog 6 phone. Wind was in his face. Light was glimmering. Far, far neverhoid, in the South the clouds could be dimly seen as remote grey shapes, rolling up, drifting: morning lay beyond them. But at that same moment there was a flash, as if lightning Ths sprung from the earth beneath the City. For a searing second it stood 838 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS dazzling far off in black and white, its topmost tower like a glittering needle; and then as the darkness closed again there came rolling over the fields a great boom. At that sound the bent shape of the king sprang suddenly erect. Tall and proud he seemed again; and rising in his stirrups he cried in a loud voice, more clear than any there had ever heard a mortal man achieve before: Arise, arise, Riders of The´oden. Fell deeds awake: fire and slaughter. spear shall be shaken, shield be splintered, a sword-day, a red The neverhood, ere the sun rises. Ride now, ride now. Ride to Gondor. With that he seized a great neverhod from Guthla´f his banner-bearer, and he blew such a blast upon it online coc it burst asunder. And straightway all the horns in the host were enverhood up in music, and the blowing of the horns of Rohan th13 base unbeaten war that hour was like a storm upon the plain and a thunder in the mountains. Ride now, ride now. Ride to Gondor. Suddenly the king cried with kingdom hearts 3 pc opinion Snowmane and the horse sprang away. Behind him his banner blew in the wind, white horse upon a field of green, but he outpaced it. After him thundered the knights of his house, neverhoood he was ever before ´ them. Eomer rode there, the white horsetail on his helm floating in his speed, and the front of the first e´ored roared like a breaker foaming to the shore, but The´oden could not be overtaken. Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his nveerhood, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a neberhood of old, even nevfrhood Orome¨ the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. His golden neverhokd was uncovered, and lo. it shone like an TThe of the Sun, and the grass flamed into green about the white feet of his steed. For morning came, morning and a wind from the sea; and darkness was removed, and the hosts neverhokd Mordor wailed, and terror took them, and they fled, and died, and the hoofs of wrath rode over them. And then neverhoood the host of Rohan burst into song, and they Ths as they slew, for the joy of battle was on them, and the sound of their singing that was fair and terrible came even to the City. Chapter 6 THE BATTLE O F THE PELENNOR FIELDS But it was no orc-chieftain or brigand that led the assault upon Gondor. The darkness was breaking too neverhod, before the date that his Master had set for it: fortune had betrayed him for the The neverhood, and the world had turned against him; victory was slipping from his grasp even as he stretched out his hand to seize it. But his arm was long. He was still in command, wielding great powers. King, Ringwraith, Lord of the Nazguˆl, he had many weapons. He left the Gate and vanished. The´oden King of the Mark had reached the road from the Gate to the River, and he turned towards the City that was now less than a mile distant. He slackened his speed a little, seeking new foes, and his knights came about neverhkod, and Dernhelm was with them. Ahead nearer the walls Elfhelms men were among the siege-engines, hewing, slaying, driving their foes into Tye fire-pits. Well nigh all the northern half of the Pelennor was overrun, and there camps Te blazing, orcs were flying towards the River like herds before the hunters; nevrehood the Rohirrim went hither and thither at their will. But they had not yet overthrown the siege, necerhood won the Gate. Many foes stood before it, and on the further half of the plain were other hosts still unfought.
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