Rohan.

In front of the Golden Temple of Edoras.

“Huhu…”

The bitter cold wind blew the white king flag on the black background, shaking.

In the dark golden palace.

On the exquisite and luxurious throne, Xiorton's hunched and pale and rotten figure curled up on the throne with a dull look on his eyes and said nothing.

In front of the throne.

Iowin knelt in front of Xiorton, holding the rough, dirty and dirt-filled hands of the kingdom, and calling softly.

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

After the words came to an end, Eowen looked at his uncle tightly, hoping that he could give him a sober reply.

Then, King Xiodon still looked ahead with his eyes blank.

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

Seeing the only king who was indifferent to his own son's death, Eowen felt more and more painful.

Just then.

Iowin discovered that Xiorton on the throne suddenly moved his eyes to him.

She looked happy and called softly: "Uncle..."

But she was soon disappointed, and Xiorton just changed direction and stared blankly.

"Your son is dead..."

"You said nothing...do nothing?"

Iowin looked at his uncle in front of him with a desperate look.

"Your Majesty is already hardworking enough, you shouldn't bother him for too long..."

At this time, a sudden sound suddenly came from the side.

Iowin looked up and saw Grima's figure slowly coming out in the shadow of the hall, with a pale robe and a vicious face, as if it were a poisonous snake.

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

Seeing Grima appear, Eowen immediately put away the weak expression on her face, whispered to her uncle who was still dumb in front of her, then stood up and strode out of the Golden Palace.

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 was leaving quickly, licked his dry lips, his eyes getting darker.

“Huhu…”

The cold wind blew violently.

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

Iowin strode out of the Golden Palace, quickly walked to the wide platform, looking down below, the endless empty wilderness in the distance, breathing in the cold air, feeling that the sadness in his heart was slightly reduced.

Sudden.

Iowin's eyes narrowed slightly when he looked into the distance: in the empty wilderness meadow in the distance, three horses were walking quickly towards Edoras.

Just then.

In front of the gate of the Golden Palace, on the high flagpole, the galloping Rohan King flag with a black background and a white horse finally couldn't hold on in the cold wind, and continued to move away as the violent cold wind was blown to the sky.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound of horse hooves roared.

The four-person team was riding three horses, and the short Jinli and Legolas rode together and galloped towards Edoras.

Finally, as we approached the tall walled gates of Edoras surrounded by countless strong giant trees.

Gandalf slowed down and said in a deep voice to his companion beside him: "King Xiodon has lost his mind."

"There is also a Grima in the Silly Song."

"Our arrival this time is destined to be unpopular."

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

Gandalf said as he was the first to ride toward the gate.

The guards on the city wall have noticed the arrival of the four people, because the guards know Gandalf's face.

Morgan Lego Laskinli and the other three followed Gandalf and entered Edoras without any obstacles.

Rohan is a nomadic kingdom.

Edoras is built along the mountain, and a large number of houses are built on trapezoidal hillsides.

Houses are basically made of wood, and a small amount of buildings made of auxiliary stones.

Although Edoras, as the capital of Rohan, looks inferior to the cities of other countries in terms of building and house size.

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

And when such characteristics appear in large numbers, in large numbers, and in groups, they can give people a very strong visual impact.

But at this time, the four-person team walking in Edoras not only felt the different architectural style of Rohan, but also felt the strong "dead silence" atmosphere here.

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

But they were all wearing black clothes and black robes, quiet and silent, deadly.

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

People on both sides of the street were watching the four people who suddenly arrived.

This situation made Gandalf's heart heavier, and Morgan and others became more and more clear about Rohan's "terminal ill".

“Too quiet, so quiet that it makes people feel uneasy…”

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

Legolas frowned and said, looking at the gazes coming from both sides of the surrounding streets.

"I feel that the cemetery is more lively than here..."

Jin Li was also uncomfortable with the countless gazes cast from around him, and couldn't help but mutter.

Gandalf's face was silent, and he rode a horse at a constant speed to lead the way forward.

Morgan looked at everything around him quietly.

Suddenly, I saw something falling from the sky.

Morgan reached out and grabbed it. When he took it, he saw that it was a black bottom with a huge flag carved from a galloping white horse. The whole flag was exquisite and thick, and it looked obviously more refined and larger than the white horse flag he had seen before in Iomer's cavalry team.

He looked at the flag in his hand speechlessly.

A flag that can be bigger and better than the commanding flag used as Marshal of the Cavalry.

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

"It seems that if Gandalf and his group did not arrive this time, those who waited for this kingdom would eventually fall into the cannon fodder of Saruman and then perish..."

Hold the flag representing Rohan in your hand.

Morgan followed Gandalf silently and walked forward.

Time passes slowly.

The news of the arrival of the four people had already reached the Golden Palace.

When Gandalf led the Morgan team to the four-man team finally arrived in front of the Golden Palace gate.

A tall warrior leader wearing armor and a few soldiers were waiting there.

Gandalf clearly knew the warrior leader in front of him, and said hello with a smile on his face.

The other party just smiled reluctantly and said, "Gray-robed Gandalf, I am ordered to welcome you here."

"But you cannot bring weapons when you meet with His Majesty the King..."

After the words came, Gandalf was slightly stunned and was about to speak.

But the other party continued helplessly: "This is Grima's order."

"I see..."

Gandalf immediately came to his senses, nodded thoughtfully, and then looked at Morgan and the others beside him.

Morgan took down all the long sword on his waist and the long bows and arrows on his back and handed them to the soldiers walking up around him.

Legolas and Jinli were both on the side.

He took down the longbow, battle axe, short sword and other weapons and handed them to the hands of the Rohan soldiers.
To be continued...