legend begins with lord of the rings

Hearing that the other party meant that he didn't want to make friends, the stubborn Eomer was about to get angry when he was stopped by the lieutenant behind him.

"I remembered, the leader of the adventurers is called Abel. He is the famous dragon slayer..." the deputy reminded in a low voice.

"You said he was Abel the Dragon Slayer?" Eomer was shocked by the news, but when he saw the young face of the human opposite, he was a little shaken.

"I'm not sure either. But they shouldn't be bad people. Look at the eyes of the people of Rohan." The deputy general continued to remind Eomer.

Not only were the elven warriors standing behind Abel, but the refugees were also standing behind Abel, and they looked at the cavalry with hostile eyes.

In the eyes of the refugees, Abel was the good guy who saved them. The cavalry who blocked Abel naturally became the bad guys.

"Are you Abel the Dragon Slayer?" Eomer asked uncertainly.

"If there is no second dragon slayer named Abel in Middle Earth, then I will be the Abel you call me." Abel nodded and acknowledged his identity.

You must know that in the eyes of ordinary people, the identity of a dragon slayer is still very useful.

"You are really Abel the Dragon Slayer!" A glimmer of hope appeared in Eomer's heart: "What do you want from King Rohan?"

"I want to discuss with the King of Rohan to jointly fight against the orc army. Of course, the premise is that he can pay me enough commission." Abel said.

"There are enough gold coins in the treasury of Rohan City, but now Rohan is shrouded in the shadow of Grima. Your trip this time is probably in vain." Eomer said disappointedly.

"That's not necessarily true. I'm looking for the King of Rohan. Grima can't do my business." Abel said confidently.

"What's the difference?" Eomer's thick nerves didn't react for a moment.

"Literally." Abel looked at Eomer in front of him. Although he was a little stupid, he was still a general: "You have been expelled from Rohan. Are you interested in joining the adventurers?"

"This... I have to accept my fate. Even if I die, I will still be a warrior of Rohan." Eomer decisively refused.

"Don't refuse in a hurry. Can you help quell the rebellion with just your strength? Look at the people of Rohan behind me, you can't do anything." Abel persuaded: "But as long as you join the adventurers, I can

Take you back to Rohan City. Convince the king and fight against the orc army together."

"Let me think about it..." Eomer was a little moved.

"Admiral Eomer, I think he is right. Joining the adventurers is a good choice." The deputy general also started to persuade Eomer.

"He is right." Abel reminded: "And if you join the adventurers, it will not affect you as a warrior of Rohan."

Of course, with Eomer joining, Abel can ask the King of Rohan for more chips.

"Okay, I'll go back to Rohan City with you..." After thinking for a long time, Eomer said.

"Very good, it's a wise choice." Abel said with a smile: "Welcome to join the adventurers, I won't let you down."

Before Eomer could react, Abel added him and his cavalry to the adventurer group.

"By the way, there were three people before, an elf, a dwarf and a human. Are they yours?" Eomer looked at the elven warrior behind Abel and finally became wiser.

"Oh, have you seen Aragon and the others? Where are they now?" Abel asked.

"Next to the enchanted forest not far away, they said they were looking for two hobbits. I'll take you there. They shouldn't have gone far yet." Eomer now also regarded Abel as Rohan's savior. With struggle.

After achieving his goal, his mind became "smarter".

Although he had just met Abel not long ago, Eomer was very convinced of him because of his identity as a dragon slayer.

"Okay, take us there and have a look." Abel said, "But these of your men, I need you to send them out to gather warriors like you from all over Rohan. We will gather in Rohan City then."

This is Abel's purpose. The three hundred cavalry here are nothing. But if in the name of Eomer, he summons other Rohan warriors who were expelled by Grima.

That would be quite a force.

Eomer thought for a moment, and since he had joined the adventurers, he would not refuse Abel's order.

So the cavalry team was dispersed and went to various parts of Rohan to gather men.

And Eomer also brought Abel, Gandalf and others to the magic forest.

When everyone arrived, Aragorn and others were no longer here.

Gandalf raised his wand and used tracking magic again, and the light of magic pointed at the enchanted forest.

"They have entered the forest and may be in danger. Let's go in and have a look." Gandalf said to Abel.

"Okay, but we don't need so many people." After Abel finished speaking, he redistributed the team's movements.

After a while, only Gandalf, Abel and Elta were left in the same place.

As for the others, Abel first asked them to escort the refugees towards Rohan City.

There are refugees in the team, so the speed is not fast. Abel is confident that he will catch up with the large army after finding Aragorn and others.

"There are my friends here, maybe we can ask them for help." Gandalf said to Abel and Abel while moving quickly in the forest.

"I have no objection." Abel said indifferently.

As for the female elf Elta, she would not question Abel's choice.

The three of them were not ordinary people. Under the leadership of the wizard, the three of them walked through the rugged path and arrived at a base camp.

"My old friends, I am Gandalf and I need your help." Gandalf used the ancient language to wake up the surrounding trees.

"Gandalf... I remember he was a wizard wearing gray robes..." A tall tree "lived"

He came over, stared at the wizard and said.

Its movements are very slow and its tone is very low, a bit like a sloth.

Abel curiously touched "Groot" in front of him, and the tree man shook the small leaves on his body in response.

It feels amazing.

"My friend, I did wear gray robes before. But I encountered some accidents a while ago, and now I am a wizard in white robes..." Gandalf patiently explained to the tree man.

"Okay, Gandalf the White-robed Wizard." Although the tree man looked a little slow, he was surprisingly easy to communicate with: "Tell me the appearance of the person you are looking for."

"They are two kind-hearted halflings, maybe accompanied by three people, an elf, a human and a dwarf." Gandalf said.

"We feel that they may have encountered some trouble." The tree man said: "Wait here, I will bring your friends over."

As the master of this magical forest, the tree people have a special way of sensing the movement around them.

"Okay, please." Gandalf smiled and bowed slightly to the tree man.

The tree man twitched the corner of his mouth, turned around and walked towards the outskirts of the forest.

Its movement was very slow, but its steps were very large. After a while, the tree man who was more than ten meters away disappeared in front of everyone.