Chapter 375: Things are unpredictable
The outbreak of war is always unexpected.
On the east bank of the Aisen River crossing, the two armies began to clash.
On one side was a vanguard army composed of Dunlendings and Uruk-ites, totaling more than two thousand people.
On the other side were ten cavalry companies and more than a hundred archers led by Theoden's only son, Prince Théodred of Rohan. In addition, there were four companies of support coming from the west of Rohan, with nearly five hundred people.
In terms of quantity, the two sides are almost the same.
But in terms of quality, Rohan is obviously superior to the other side.
Theoded inherited his father Theoden's bravery very well. Under the leadership of the prince, the soldiers fought hard and temporarily repelled the invading enemies.
Victory came, but Theoded was not happy at all.
“The situation is not optimistic.”
Thinking back to the information from the rear, Theo Jedd seemed a little worried.
Rohan at this time could definitely not be called peaceful.
Not to mention the west, the army composed of Dunlendings, Orcs and Uruks were eyeing them covetously. Just a vanguard army brought tremendous pressure. Until now, he didn't know how many main forces of the enemy were.
As for the east, the pressure in the east is no less than here. The army of Mordor passed through the Emyn Muil and roamed around on the vast grasslands of East Mark.
Their main purpose does not seem to be to attack Rohan, but to find something here - but this does not prevent them from showing their malice towards Rohan.
Once Eastmark's situation falls into disadvantage, they will definitely give up the search for that thing immediately and turn around to attack Rohan first.
At this moment, Rohan was attacked from both sides.
At this time, the relatively remote northern plateau area in the north seems to be the safest, mainly because it is very close to the cities of the free city-state.
Just a while ago, I heard that while they were fighting the huge army of Mordor, they also sent some people to clean up Uruk in the northern plateau.
This saved Rohan a lot of trouble, as they were able to focus on dealing with attacks from the east and west without having to worry about the remote northern highlands at the same time.
Theoded thought about it, feeling a lot of emotions.
Sometimes he really wanted to suggest to his father to move the capital to the Northern Plateau. Although it was a bit far away and there were only some scattered villages there and the population was relatively sparse, it was really safe.
Things in this world are unpredictable.
Who could have imagined that the most desolate, dangerous and difficult to defend northern wilderness decades ago would be transformed into the safest place because of the two new cities built by the free city-states in the North and South Hetao.
But there is no time to think about these things now, these things are too far away for Theoded.
Defense is the most important thing at the moment.
Although the vanguards of Isengard and Dunlending were defeated, the situation at the ferry was still not very optimistic. The defense on the west bank was very weak and it was difficult to resist the next possible attack.
It was already late in the day and the sun was about to set. It was at this time that Theoded made a decision. He assembled a small infantry squad and planned to cross the river to the west bank.
But at this time, some unexpected visitors arrived.
A ranger team belonging to the Free City, with a total of five people. The captain who leads the team has a medal on his shoulder, which looks gray and inconspicuous on the outside but is filled with pure gold on the inside.
Although he had never seen it before, Theodred had heard of this medal from his father, Theoden.
It is said that it was a kind of honor established by the Lord of the North long ago, specially rewarded to the elite who performed particularly well in the army.
If it's this person's opinion, it's definitely worth listening to.
With this thought in mind, Theoded paused and started a conversation with the ranger.
"I know you. I heard that there are always rangers from the Free Cities patrolling the Enaid area close to Dunland. They maintain road safety and often share news with their allies. This is admirable."
"Then, rangers of the Free Cities, can you tell me what news you brought this time?"
Although he received the rangers politely, Theoded's tone was somewhat anxious. He was afraid that if he was a step late, the west coast would be lost, which would then be troublesome.
However, at this time, the words of the ranger captain made him frown.
"We suggest that you retreat and recall the garrisons on the west bank to retreat."
"Why are you asking us to retreat?"
Théodre hoped that the ranger could explain that he couldn't retreat without a fight just because of this one sentence.
And the Ranger also gave his reasons for making this suggestion.
To put it simply - don't go, there are too many people there.
Tens of thousands of Uruk-strong soldiers who appeared out of nowhere gathered inside Isengard, and they planned to launch a general attack here.
In addition, an elite army composed of the most ferocious warriors in Dunlending and Orc half-bloods is attacking from the east, and they will probably arrive before dark. If they don't retreat now, not to mention the west bank of the Isen River crossing, not many people will survive on the east bank.
The number of enemies far exceeded expectations, at least more than 10,000.
But there are only two thousand of our side.
The scouts he sent out only detected the vanguard troops gathered at the gate of Isengard, and were powerless to detect the situation inside, as the situation there was too dangerous.
But these rangers seemed to have bypassed the defenses of the Isengard Pass and directly obtained information from inside.
This kind of action and ability is simply terrifying.
"I see, thank you for the news."
"So what is your decision?"
Looking up, seeing the sun about to set, Theoded broke out in a cold sweat.
If what the ranger said is true, the enemy will probably be here soon.
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“I experienced this very early on.”
Theodjed said:
"Without Isengard, the fords offer little protection, and against Isengard, the fords are of little use."
"The crude defenses hastily built on the west coast are simply unable to stop the enemy, and the defenses on the east coast are not solid either. We can only retreat to Helm's Deep. The high walls of the Hornburg can help us resist this large army."
"Thank you for the news. Rohan will remember this kindness."
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"The Fellowship of the Ring has fallen apart. I'm afraid it would be pointless for me to follow their footsteps at this time."
In the Golden Forest, Gandalf analyzed the current situation.
Saruman said, "The Free Cities will help the Halflings on their journey. You don't have to worry too much about them. What we should be thinking about right now is Isengard. The enemy has usurped control of my army and he will definitely attack Rohan."
"Isengard?"
"Yes, Isengard, you need to follow my advice, Gandalf. I know the situation there best. The defenders in the west of Rohan alone cannot resist the Uruk army of Isengard."
"And those disloyal Dunlendings."
"Oh, Infidelity, see, I warned you."
There was a hint of vengeance in Gandalf's words.
"Can't we just get on with business?"
Saruman felt a little embarrassed and could only refrain from responding, trying to change the subject back.
Although he was unwilling to admit it in his heart, Gandalf was no longer the same Gandalf as before. His power was no weaker than his own, whether he was wearing the Star Ring or not.
The white robe on his body, which he had discarded because he was dissatisfied with it, was particularly eye-catching at this moment.
But looking at himself, the dazzling robe that used to have various colors now looked messy and unclean, not like any color.
Between 'white' and 'colorless'.
Saruman was vaguely aware that his identity as Ishtar (a wizard) was fading.
Even if he returns to the Blessed Land in the future and regains all his divine power as Maia, he will probably face a judgment for his actions.
However, even so, Saruman, who thought he was very capable, still felt that he was at least on an equal footing with Gandalf at this time.
As for Gandalf's opinion on this...
He didn't have any opinion and didn't bother to care about Saruman's little thoughts.
This gray-robed wizard, oh no, now it should be called a white-robed wizard, has always been like this. No matter whether the other party is a high king or a commoner on the street, as long as they are in the same camp, his attitude is always gentle.
Similarly, although Saruman was down and out, he still regarded him as a friend.
——An old friend who made a mistake.
(End of this chapter)
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