Chapter 212

Rohan.

In front of the house of edolaskin.

"Hoo Hoo..."

The cold wind blew the white horse king flag on a black background, shaking and falling.

In the dark golden hall.

On the exquisite and luxurious throne, Theoden was bent, pale and decadent, curled up on the throne, his eyes were dull and silent.

Before the throne.

Iowen knelt in front of Theoden, gently holding the Kingdom's rough, dirty and filthy hands, and whispered.

"Your Majesty, your son is dead..."

The voice fell, and eowen looked at her uncle closely, hoping that he could give himself a sober reply.

Then king Theoden still stared at the front with empty eyes.

"Your Majesty... Uncle, can you hear me?"

Looking at the king who was indifferent to the death of his only son, Iowen felt more and more painful.

Just then.

Iowen found that Theoden on the throne suddenly and slowly moved his eyes to himself.

She looked happy and whispered, "Uncle..."

But she was soon disappointed. Theoden just changed direction and was in a daze.

"Your son is dead..."

"Don't you say anything... Do nothing?"

Iowen looked at her uncle with desperate eyes.

"Your Majesty has worked hard enough. You shouldn't disturb him for too long..."

At this time, a sudden voice came from one side.

Iowen looked up and saw the figure of GRIMA slowly coming out in the shadow of the main hall, dark robe, pale face, dark eyes, like a poisonous snake.

"Your Majesty, I'm leaving. You have a good rest..."

Seeing the appearance of GRIMA, Iowen immediately put away the weak expression on her face, whispered to her uncle who was still dull in front of her, stood up and strode outside the golden hall.

She didn't want to see GRIMA, she didn't want to see the poisonous snake.

Behind him, GRIMA looked at the beautiful figure who left quickly, licked his dry lips, and his eyes became more and more gloomy.

"Hoo Hoo..."

The cold wind blew violently.

On the vast wilderness plain, Edoras is high on the golden hall, and the cold wind in winter is particularly cold.

Eowen strode out of the golden hall, quickly walked to the broad platform, looked down at the endless open wilderness in the distance, breathed the cold air, and felt that the sadness in her heart was also slightly reduced.

Suddenly.

Iowen's eyes were slightly frozen when she looked into the distance: on the open wilderness grassland in the distance, three horses were moving quickly towards Edoras.

Just then.

In front of the gate of the golden hall, on the high flagpole, the Pentium King Rohan flag of white horses on a black background finally couldn't hold on in the cold wind. With the fierce cold wind, it was blown up into the air and kept going away.

"Bang Bang..."

"Bang Bang..."

The hoofs rumbled.

The team of four was riding three horses. The short Jinli and Legolas rode a horse and galloped towards Edoras.

Finally, as we approached the high walled gate surrounded by countless strong giant trees, Edoras was about to.

Gandalf slowed down and whispered to his partner, "King Theoden has lost his mind."

"There's another sycophant GRIMA."

"Our arrival is doomed to be unpopular."

"Remember to pay attention to your words and deeds..."

Gandalf said, the first to ride to the gate.

The guards on the wall had noticed the arrival of the four people, because the general knew Gandalf's face.

Morgan Legolas Jinli three followed Gandalf and entered edorasne unimpeded.

Rohan is a nomadic kingdom.

Edoras was built on the mountain, and a large number of houses were built on the trapezoidal hillside.

Houses are basically made of wood, with a small number of auxiliary buildings mixed with stone.

Although Edoras, as the king capital of Rohan, does not look as good as some other powerful countries and cities in terms of construction, house size and so on.

But the houses and various buildings here do have extremely strong Rohan characteristics.

When this feature appears in large numbers, in pieces and in groups, it can give people a very strong visual impact.

Just at this time, the four person team walking in edorasne felt not only the different architectural styles of Rohan, but also the thick "dead silence" atmosphere here.

It doesn't mean there is no one here, but even if every family can see someone haunting.

But they were all dressed in black, quiet, dead silence.

It seems that no outsiders have visited here for a long time.

People on both sides of the street were looking at the four people who came suddenly.

This situation made Gandalf's heart more and more heavy, and made Morgan and others more clear about Lohan's "terminally ill".

"Too quiet, too quiet to be disturbing..."

"This is not the atmosphere that a kingdom should have."

Legolas looked at the eyes from both sides of the surrounding streets, frowned and said.

"I feel that the graves are more lively than here..."

Jinli was also uncomfortable by the countless eyes around him, and couldn't help muttering.

Gandalf was silent and rode forward at a constant speed.

Morgan looked around quietly.

Suddenly, I saw something falling in the sky.

Morgan reached out and took it in front of him. It was actually a huge flag with a galloping white horse carved on a black bottom. The whole flag material was exquisite and thick. It looked more exquisite and larger than the white horse flag used by the Hussars team he had seen before.

He looked at the flag in his hand silently.

It can be bigger and better than the handsome flag used as the marshal of Hussars.

Morgan had guessed the origin of the flag in front of him.

"It seems that if Gandalf and his party do not arrive this time and wait for the Kingdom, they will eventually degenerate into Saruman cannon fodder and perish..."

Take the flag representing Rohan in your hand.

Morgan silently followed Gandalf and walked forward.

Time passed slowly.

The news of the arrival of the four had already been introduced into the golden hall.

When Gandalf and Morgan's four man team finally reached the gate of the golden hall.

A tall Warrior Leader in armor was waiting there with some soldiers.

Gandalf obviously knew the soldier leader in front of him and greeted him with a smile.

The other party just smiled reluctantly and then opened his mouth and said, "Gandalf in grey robe, I have been ordered to meet you here."

"But you must not carry weapons before your majesty..."

The voice fell, and Gandalf was slightly stunned and was ready to speak.

But he saw the other party's face and continued helplessly, "this is GRIMA's order."

"I see..."

Gandalf immediately regained his consciousness, nodded thoughtfully, and then looked at Morgan beside him.

Morgan took off the long sword at his waist and the long bow and arrows on his back and handed them to the soldiers who came up around.

Legolas and Jinli on one side are like this.

He took down the long bow, Tomahawk, dagger and other weapons and handed them over to the Rohan soldiers.

Soon, the weapons on several people were "disarmed".

The Warrior Leader looked at Gandalf and suddenly said, "and your walking stick."

Next second.

Gandalf's acting skills burst, his body shape changed suddenly, and then looked pitifully at the soldier in front of him. The leader whispered, "how can you let an old man leave his crutch?"

The Warrior Leader looked helpless and was preparing to say something.

At this time, Morgan suddenly stepped forward, reached out and put the flag he had just picked up in the hands of the warrior leader. Facing the puzzled eyes cast by the other party, Morgan said casually, "picked it up."

The leader of the soldiers immediately looked up and looked not far away, where the high flagpole was bare, and looked at the flag in his hand.

The Warrior Leader looked up at Gandalf in front of him and finally nodded in silence.

He is not the bottom dweller who doesn't understand anything. Of course, he knows what a wizard's walking stick represents.

Just like the king's flag representing Rohan in his hand, the king lost his mind, and Rohan, controlled by the poisonous snake GRIMA, was on the verge of subjugation.

At this time, the soldiers loyal to the king would have been very angry with GRIMA as long as they were warm-hearted and loyal to the king.

He is even more so!

He expected Gandalf's arrival to awaken the king.

He would not hesitate to offend GRIMA.

"Please..."

All sorts of things flashed in his mind. The Warrior Leader reluctantly smiled, turned around and took the four person team into the golden hall behind him.

"Bang!"

The moment the team of four stepped into the golden hall.

Someone in the rear immediately closed the gate of the hall tightly.

This is definitely a very rude move.

"It's not like etiquette for friends, King Theoden."

Gandalf, the leader, looked at the figure on the throne ahead and said loudly.

Morgan followed and looked at the palaces where the kings of Rohan had lived.

In the magnificent and spacious hall.

At this time, except for a small number of fully armed guard soldiers,

On both sides of the deepest part of the hall, there were a large number of young men in black robes who looked ill intentioned and stared at Morgan's four man team.

In front of him stood the Minister of the Kingdom, who was also dressed in black, but whose temperament was obviously different from that of ordinary people.

In the deepest part of the hall, on the exquisite and luxurious throne, there is an old man with gorgeous clothes, bent figure and dull eyes.

Next to the throne, there was a middle-aged man wearing a black robe, his face was unusually pale, his eyes were cloudy, and the whole person revealed a very gloomy atmosphere.

At this time, the gloomy man was lying beside the throne, constantly talking to the sick old man on the throne.

Obviously, sitting on the throne is the king Theoden, whose mind is controlled.

Sitting next to him should be Saruman's "loyal dog" GRIMA.

Morgan narrowed his eyes and quickly swept the whole hall.

At this time, the voice on the throne also rang.

"I... why should I welcome you, crow mouth... Gandalf..."

Intermittent, feeble voices came from King Theoden on the throne.

Sitting next to him, GRIMA immediately stood up, looked at the four man team coming empty handed and said coldly, "Gandalf, you liar will come early or late, but you will come at the time of bad news in the country."

GRIMA strode forward, looked at Gandalf in front of him with a successful ferocious smile on his gloomy face and said, "I think I must have come with malice..."

"Shut up!"

Gandalf looked at GRIMA in front of him and interrupted decisively, "you'd better hide your gossiping snake mouth."

"I have been tested by fire and death!"

"I didn't come here today to talk nonsense with you fool."

Gandalf quickly finished scolding, suddenly raised the pure white staff and shook it in front of GRIMA.

GRIMA was scolded and frightened. He immediately stepped back in a hurry and shouted around, "his walking stick!"

"Didn't I say I wanted the elbow wizard's stick!"

GRIMA was very angry and opened his mouth. The people in black who had been prepared on both sides of the hall immediately rushed up to the four person team in the center of the hall.

Looking at the attacking crowd, Morgan grinned and clenched his fists slightly with both hands. It sounded crisp and clear, and immediately sounded from the knuckles of both hands.

At this time, a figure had rushed at him with a fist.

Morgan's body was slightly sideways, and he clenched his fist at the same time. The attacking figure was smashed on the ground in an instant.

At this time, another fist hit his head from the back.

Morgan didn't look at it. He turned his head slightly. His left hand immediately grabbed the incoming fist in the rear and pulled it forward.

"Poop!"

The assailant was instantly pulled away by Morgan with great force, and then suddenly hit a huge column more than ten meters away, smashed his head, cracked his head, fell to the ground, and immediately smoked, and soon there was no movement.

Morgan was attacked, as were Legolas and Jinli.

But these people arranged by GRIMA may be regarded as good players in the eyes of ordinary people.

But in front of Morgan and Legolas Jinli, it is far from enough.

Among the three, Legolas and Jinli move very fast.

But Morgan is faster!

Even without weapons, with Morgan's strength at this time, there is no need to make a second move against these black soldiers.

Rub and hurt, touch and die.

Morgan's strength at this time is no exaggeration.

One after another, the soldiers in black were quickly cooked by Morgan, which was not enough.

The fully armed guard soldiers in front of the Golden Hall looked at this scene and were ready to draw their swords, but they were held down by the warrior leader.

No one dared to stop Gandalf. He strode forward, looked at King Theoden curled up on the throne and shouted, "Theoden..."

"Son of senger..."

"My friend..."

"You've been sitting alone in the shadow for too long..."

Gandalf kept coming forward, but Theoden on the throne didn't care about Gandalf at all. He just turned his head and his eyes were full of kindness.

"Bang!"

When the last soldier in black was kicked by Morgan for several meters.

Jinli suddenly stepped forward quickly, waved and knocked over a figure in black. After falling to the ground, he found that this guy was GRIMA, who was just very arrogant.

Jinli didn't do it again. He just raised his foot and stepped on GRIMA's chest and said, "if I were you, I wouldn't move."

At this time, Morgan came to Jinli and swept GRIMA with cold eyes.

Feeling the cold eyes of the tall human looking at himself as if he were a dead man, GRIMA dared not move for a moment.

Morgan didn't stop and walked forward quickly.

Jinli looked at GRIMA, who was frightened and didn't move. He couldn't help humming: "you have to be glad you met me."

The battle of Morgan Legolas Jinli in the rear came to an end.

Gandalf's battle ahead also reached a climax.

"You can't deal with me here, grey Gandalf!"

King Theoden on the throne smiled and spoke, but his voice completely changed into another person.

"Oh... That's not necessarily."

Gandalf shook his shoulders, and the dark green Elf cloak immediately fell down, revealing the white wizard robe inside.

For a moment, the dazzling light suddenly came out of Gandalf's white robe, and King Theoden, who was curled up on the throne, was immediately frightened and screamed.

"Saruman, I'm going to kick you out now."

"It's like rotten meat being stripped from the wound..."

Gandalf came forward again, then raised his pure white walking stick and slowly extended it to King Theoden.

Just then.

A figure wearing a black tight dress, tall and graceful, with a white face, rushed into the golden hall.

Looking at her uncle, who was painfully curled up on the throne, Iowen changed her complexion and rushed over at once.

Just as she was about to rush forward, Morgan, who stood next to Gandalf, strode forward and grabbed Iowen.

Feeling the fierce struggle of the girl in his hand, Morgan looked at the opposite face close and whispered, "wait..."

"Soon."

Being pulled by Morgan, Iowen relaxed and looked around. Then she looked again and nodded to the tall and handsome man beside her.

At the critical moment, the girl didn't say anything.

Morgan naturally didn't let go and still held each other very professionally.

What if she rushes up on impulse and affects Gandalf?

"Get out!"

Gandalf suddenly waved his staff. Theoden looked very painful, but the voice made everyone around him cold: "if I leave, Theoden will die!"

"Rohan is mine!"

Theoden looked ferocious and said in a fierce voice.

"No, Rohan doesn't belong to you."

"You can't kill him, and you can't kill anyone."

"Get out!"

Gandalf roared, and the white staff in his hand suddenly burst into a dazzling light.

"Ah..."

Saruman wailed and screamed, and the sound quickly went away.

Theoden immediately sat precariously and was about to fall off the throne.

Iowen, who was watching king Theoden, couldn't stand at once. She broke free from Morgan's arm, ran forward quickly and held Theoden who was going to fall to the ground.

Gandalf put away his staff and breathed heavily.

In the nervous eyes of the people around, King Theoden, who was lifted up, began to recover at an eye speed.

From a sleepy, white haired and terminally ill old man, he quickly recovered to King Rohan with healthy skin color, firm face and bright eyes.

Theoden looked at the familiar beautiful face and whispered, "I recognize you, eowen..."

The voice fell.

Eowen, Gandalf, Morgan, Legolas, Jinli and almost everyone in the hall smiled.

Except for one person, that is GRIMA, who was trampled by Jinli.

He looked frightened and looked at the figure slowly rising on the throne. His eyes were full of fear.

At this moment, King Rohan returned.