Chapter XXVII: Into Rohan

As stated at the beginning, the kingdom of Rohan was ready for war, all the populace was gathered in Idoras, and countless cavalry patrolled the territory of Hiyodon, an ancient dynasty that was exuding its power.

Not long after Sarn Gepor left, the knights of Rohan had already heard the wind - of course, the movement was not a breeze, for these young knights, it was almost like a legend from ancient times, with huge monsters soaring in the sky, fighting something on the ground, and the power of both sides caused anomalies in the sky throughout the region.

However, the excellent military qualities of the Rohan still calmed them down, and they approached the land very quickly on their horses, and the first thing that appeared in front of them was a team of extremely strange members - including almost all the guys who could be easily found except for the orcs, and even the legendary elves lived in the middle.

The cavalry surrounded them, and the spears were pointed at their bodies steadily, but none of them made a move, which reflected the excellent military quality and physical fitness of the other side, you know, the cavalry's spears were not light at all. And those cavalrymen whose spears could not reach Zhao Mian and the others all took out their bows and arrows, each of which pointed directly at the people of the expedition from the gaps in the bodies of their comrades.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?!" One of the knights rode his horse to Aragorn's side, his spear touching Aragorn's chest, but Aragorn didn't look flustered at all, "But whoever you are, Rohan doesn't welcome anyone except his allies. War has approached the land, and we cannot trust the words of outsiders. ”

"So, if it's a friend of Rohan, are you welcome?" said Boromo, waving his hand to catch the other's attention, and the rider looked at him, who nodded first and said, "I am Boromo, son of the Lord Regent of Gondor, and I will spend this dark hour with you." ”

"But no one can prove your identity, friend. The knight on the horse said, looking at Boromo and looking him up and down carefully.

"Prove, the Son of Gondor would never lie at such a time!" Boromo unhooked the horn from his waist and put it to his mouth, then took a deep breath, "Woo~~~~!" A loud voice came from the horn, and it was so loud that the whole of East Rohan reverberated in its rumbling tone.

The cavalry withdrew their weapons - they knew the horn, a sound that could only be pronounced by the people who lived in Gondor, and which Rohan and the inhabitants of Gondor had remembered since ancient times, because it represented a kind of glory.

"I'm so sorry for my suspicions about you. The horseman rolled over and fell to the ground, and he took off his helmet, a typical Rohan man, tall and pale-skinned, with blue eyes that reflected his long golden hair in the sunlight, and a slight seriousness under the helmet, but the fighting spirit revealed from it was needless to say. He looked around at everyone - his eyes lingered on Golden Bolt and Legolas for a moment - and then he looked at Borromo and asked, "So, dare you ask your friends of Gondor, did you come here at such a moment to gain something in this land?"

"We don't want to get anything on your land that doesn't belong to us. Zhao Mian said, taking his helmet off his head and looking directly at the general, "But we have brought something that is imminent, and although no one will welcome him, he is still so menacing - the war has come." ”

"This is not the best time to gossip, maybe we will be able to talk with ale after a long time, but now - tell me where Siyodon is!" Zhao Mian said, looking at the soldiers in front of him - obviously this information was beyond his imagination, it was not so easy to digest, but Zhao Mian did not give him time to digest, he continued: "Saruman's army is ready, the borders of Gondor are once again shrinking under the shadow of Mordor, and the scourge of Essidor has arrived. I had told Sheudon to step up the border guards, but the harsh winter had passed. ”

There was silence on the field, and all the cavalry of the Rohan Kingdom looked at the outspoken fellow, and their generals seemed to be thinking about something, until Jin Li flicked the blade of the battle axe in his hand with some impatience, and a crisp sound of "Zheng!" woke him from his thoughts. He raised his head sharply and carefully looked at Zhao Mian's appearance.

"Black hair and black eyes, you should be the one - this is not a common look here. The soldier nodded slightly to Zhao Mian and said, "Your Excellency Zhao Mian, my king Xiyoudun has been waiting for your news for a long time. Our king has said that you will come with the horn of our attack, and now it seems that the time has come. With a wave of his hand, he harnessed the horses of the riders in the center and made way for them, "Now, please come with us, our camp is not far from the bushes, and there we will ride our best horses, and our king Siudon is now waiting for this moment in Idoras, he has been waiting for a long time. ”

"Then let's not let him wait any longer, though I don't like horseback riding!" said the golden urn angrily, and he squeezed out from behind Borromo, and took the lead in walking towards the path that the riders had made way for, "but since I was in a hurry......

Truth be told, the four hobbits and the dwarf Golden Bolt were not suitable for horseback riding, perhaps due to their race - the stirrups were too far away for them, and their short stature was as joyful on horseback as some children playing on horseback. So in the end, it was decided to go the other way, and each person brought one- Zhao Mian brought the most noisy Pi Ping, because many of Pi Ping's ideas would not be approved by Zhao Mian here, and he would be forced to calm down; Aragorn brought Frodo, which was nothing to say, because they had a good relationship, and as the leader and core of the current team, it was normal for them to be together; Boromo took Merry, this smart hobbit was Boromo of his own choice, because at that time, there was only one option left for himself to ride a horse, and he certainly had no way to learn how to ride a horse in a short time; Ellis, that is, the generalHe would also accompany the expedition for a while--he had been sent by the leader of his camp to report to Idoras, so he took the rest of Sam with him, poor horses, the two of them had a lot of baggage combined, and the most noteworthy was the combination of elves and dwarves. Legolas and Goldbolt don't know when they became close friends, which is unlikely to be seen in all of Middle-earth, and the two of them rode the same horse together, because Goldbolt, who was always dressed in chain mail and weapons, would be too much of a burden on the horse if he shared it with others, and Legolas, as an elf, was very skilled in being as light as a swallow.

"In three days we will reach the banks of the Shumu River, and we will walk south along the east bank of the Shumu River until we reach the confluence of the Shumu River and the Snow Realm River, and then we will cross the river there, and we will be able to reach Idoras on the tenth day from today. Putting Sam in front of him, Ellis said.