Chapter 381: Light

The Ringwraiths’ attack was not ineffective. Several Uruks took the opportunity to rush up and grab Théodred, preventing him from returning.

"Stay, Prince of Rohan..."

“Ahhh——!”

A loud roar from the city wall interrupted Uruk's actions. At this time, a dwarf jumped down and knocked down several sneak attacking Uruks with great force, covering Theoded's retreat.

“Go!”

"You have to thank me. I just broke my own principles and had someone throw me here..."

This offensive and defensive battle lasted for a long time.

The Ringwraiths kept circling and wandering, and the roars of the giant beasts made the people in the city panic. Many people couldn't even hold their swords steadily, and there were mistakes in the defense of many places.

Theoden kept running around the city walls, sword raised and shouting, and wherever he passed was like a ball of fire passing by. Every time he passed a place, the soldiers in that place would gather courage and become enthusiastic. However, after he left, it would not take long for the fear to surge into their hearts again.

This downward trend cannot be stopped at all.

Aragorn and Boromir tried to help, but most people didn't know them and their shouts had little effect.

Perhaps within their own camp, their mere presence could boost the morale of the soldiers.

But this is Rohan after all, and their reputation is not enough to reach this level.

A surprise attack repelled the enemies attacking the gate, but after that, they gathered their forces again and the attack became more fierce and difficult to resist.

Like a black tide, wave after wave hit the city walls and gates.

Boom!

In the chaos, the unguarded city gate was eventually breached.

The Ringwraith was too difficult to stop. If he dared to come down, many people would dare to fight him. Even Aragorn or Boromir could force him back single-handedly.

But he was very smart. He just stayed in the sky and didn't come down, creating panic and disrupting the battlefield.

Even when he came down, he would do the same as before, only choosing some critical moments to launch sneak attacks.

When the city gate was broken, the black tide of enemies rushed in like mad as if a drainage hole had been opened on the seabed.

The defenders inside the wall had a hard time resisting.

“Hold on, hold on!!”

Realizing that the city gate had been lost, Gimli, who had just retreated, was the first to charge forward again. Following him was Gamlin, the captain of the wall guards. The two of them took the lead in attacking and barely withstood the first charge.

Soon Aragorn and Theoden also came with their men. They tried to repair the city gate under the spears from outside, but it was all in vain.

The Ringwraiths laughed hoarsely in the sky, the sound was silent, but it echoed in everyone's heart.

Being able to fly can be quite a bummer sometimes.

If he had come on horseback, he wouldn't have been able to be so arrogant for so long.

The battle situation at the city gate was tense, but the defense wall across the ravine on the other side was not very optimistic either. A large number of enemies climbed up under the encouragement of the Ringwraiths, and Legolas, Boromir and the defenders there fought hard.

"This won't work."

Even Legolas, whose command ability was relatively weak compared to the other generals, realized that something was wrong with the situation.

"The enemy is too numerous. The soldiers are already exhausted from dealing with them. Moreover, they have shadows in their hearts. If this continues, the defense wall of the valley will be breached sooner or later."

"So what should we do? Who can shoot that damn Ringwraith down?"

Boromir kicked an Uruk down with one foot, and then dodged an arrow by leaning sideways. He looked around and agreed with Legolas' words.

But just agreeing is useless, we have to find a solution.

He used his iron sword to chop down Uruk who was charging at him again, and said, "If he dares to come down, I will chop him off."

"Retreat to the inner city and concentrate on defense!!"

Just then, an order came.

The city gate could no longer be defended.

"They say the Hornhold has never fallen, but I'm not so sure now."

Within the high walls of the inner city, after a brief respite, everyone began to discuss countermeasures.

Théoden looked out at the dark night and said with emotion, "The world has changed. Everything that was once indestructible has now proven to be unreliable."

"We can wait until daybreak," someone suggested.

"It's no use."

Although he did not want to dampen morale, Aragorn had to tell the truth: "Those Uruks are different from the Orcs. They are not afraid of sunlight, and will not become weak even if exposed to direct sunlight."

"Just wait until dawn." Theoden said suddenly.

Aragorn turned his head, wondering if he hadn't heard what had just been said.

"I know, Aragorn."

Theoden took a breath and said, "They are indeed not afraid of the sun, but our soldiers are troubled by darkness and fear. We cannot continue like this."

"Wait until dawn, blow the horn, and we will fight our way out."

"Either fight your way out or die an epic death."

"Rather than allowing the cunning enemy to wear down the courage of our soldiers here, that would only lead to our destruction."

"Let Helm the Hammer's horn be blown one last time in this valley of the former king!"

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As he spoke, Théoden moved closer to Aragorn and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"That horn sound will witness the moment when you and I draw our swords and ride."

"Old friend."

On the other side, Boromir watched this scene and had some thoughts.

Judging from the long-standing friendship between Aragorn and Théoden, Théoden would certainly support him if he returned to Gondor to become king.

Unconsciously, Boromir was already thinking about Aragorn's future.

But obviously, now is not the time to think about this.

Boom!

The lightning in the sky suddenly turned pale green, the thunderstorm stopped, the dark clouds dissipated, and were replaced by the shadows of the Ringwraiths.

He hovered in the air, releasing his aura wantonly, while raising the Morgul Blade in his hand and swung it forward.

Roar! ! ! The morale of the Uruk army was greatly boosted, and they rushed forward with the Dunlendings, desperately ramming the inner city gates and climbing up the high walls.

"Can we really hold out until dawn?"

Someone had this idea in his mind.

Despair gradually grew.

Just when everyone drew their weapons and prepared to charge forward again.

Whoosh——

Suddenly, a burst of fireworks exploded in the air.

The Ringwraith turned around suddenly, and saw a bright flaming figure rushing towards them. There was no way to hide, and the two suddenly collided before they were prepared.

The huge kinetic energy caused the Ringwraiths and the ferocious beasts to suffer severe damage at once, and they fell along with the figure.

The orange-red flame streaked across the sky, leaving behind a long flame tail. The light pierced through the night sky, breaking through the darkness shrouding the sky. Finally, with a loud bang, the behemoth and the Ringwraiths crashed into the rocks along with this figure, smashing down large pieces of rock.

The broken mountain rolled down the hillside, shocking the army below who hurriedly dodged.

They looked up in astonishment, looking towards the place where the Ringwraiths fell, and didn't even bother to attack.

Looking over with them were the defenders of Horn Fort.

"You should leave now."

Levi climbed out, stepping on the ferocious beast and the Ringwraith's armor that had become motionless, holding up his greatsword.

A light appeared from outside the valley behind him, dazzling and bright.

Dawn? No...

It was a huge army, a bright silver-white army illuminated by the holy light created by wizards.

(End of this chapter)