legend begins with lord of the rings

"Your Majesty the King, your people are waiting for you outside." Eomer reminded the old king.

What Théoden did after being bewitched during this period has caused him to lose most of the people's support.

The most important thing Théoden should do now is to win over the people again and gain their support again.

"It's time to give them an explanation..." The Cavalry King Théoden sighed and said, "You go out first, I will be there soon."

After hearing this, the ministers bowed to say goodbye to the king one by one.

Abel also walked out of the hall with Aragorn and others.

"Uncle..." Eoine was at the very back, looking worriedly at the much older Théoden.

"I'm fine, Eoine." Théoden said with a kind smile: "You can also go out and wait. Don't worry, I'm not that fragile."

Eowen took a serious look at the old king on the throne, turned around and slowly walked out of the door.

As everyone left, King Rohan was the only one left in the hall. He slowly leaned on the throne, his eyes no longer sharp.

After a long time, Théoden stood up and walked to a small room in the back hall. Here lay his only son, Theoden.

The old king held his son's cold hand, his eyes full of loneliness.

At this moment, people who had returned from various places in Rohan gathered outside the main hall. They had heard about the previous incident where the king was bewitched by the national master Grima.

However, the king's previous inaction had already caused the death of many families. Therefore, the faces of the people of Rohan present were very heavy.

Abel also saw the Rohan adventurers gathered behind the crowd, numbering about ten thousand. Because time was too short, there were many adventurers on their way.

The number of Rohan warriors summoned in the name of Eomer next to them was about 5,000.

Looking at their positions, there is a vague trend of adventurers leading the way.

Judging from the number of people, the local guard team in Rohan City has the largest number of people, with nearly 20,000 people.

At this moment, everyone is waiting for the arrival of the Cavalry King Théoden.

After a long time, when the crowd began to whisper, a guard of honor came out of the hall. They carried a coffin on their shoulders, and inside was sleeping the heir of Rohan, Theod.

In the heavy atmosphere, King Theoden of the Cavalry stepped out of the palace gate with a long sword on his waist and armor.

The people of Rohan vaguely seemed to see the invincible hussar king again - Theoden.

"During this period, my dreams were always shrouded in darkness. Grima turned me into a dirty yes-man, causing me to make irreparable mistakes.

I should have died to apologize, but I can't die yet. I still have my people, and my life belongs to you..." Théoden whispered, and then slowly drew out his sword.

After staring at the sword in his hand for a long time, the Cavalry King's eyes became sharp again: "We have experienced pain, and maybe we have lost loved ones...

Now, I feel like I have regained my strength. I will defend the glory of Rohan with my life~"

"Long live Rohan~"

Théoden raised his sword and shouted.

"Long live Rohan~"

"Long live Rohan...Long live Rohan..."

More and more people are joining in the shouting.

Their eyes were no longer dull, their expressions gradually became fanatical, and a powerful force burst out from their bodies.

The name of this force is - hope.

Next, Théoden announced everyone's decision to move to Helm's Deep.

Then, with everyone watching, Théoden held a simple funeral for the dead people of Rohan and his son.

Buried them at the entrance to Rohan City.

Because the orc army was getting closer and closer to the city of Rohan, after the funeral, the people of Rohan went home to pack up and pay their respects, preparing to leave before noon and go to Helm's Deep.

King Theoden also personally brought Abel to the treasury.

"These are the rewards I pay to adventurers. They should be just a little more." Theoden said, pointing to the jewelry and gold coins piled in front of him.

"The remuneration we agreed on is a lot more for these words. Are you sure you will give it all to us?" Abel said after roughly appraising the wealth in the warehouse.

"Take them all, Rohan has no need for them now." Théoden said lonely.

The Cavalry King knew in his heart that Rohan's warriors alone could not stop the invasion of the Orcs this time.

Rather than letting Rohan destroy the country, it is better to give all these things that are destined to be unsalvable to the adventurers, hoping that the adventurers can go all out to help Rohan.

"Then I'm not welcome." Abel also guessed some of Théoden's thoughts, but he didn't care.

As Abel waved his hand, the gold and silver jewels on the ground disappeared in front of Theoden.

Seeing such a majestic scene, Théoden's confidence in the adventurer increased a step further.

After receiving all the jewelry and gold coins into the system space, Abel called out to the dazed king, and the two left the empty treasury together.

When I saw the main hall again, the open space was filled with large and small bags, and most of the Rohan people had gathered here again.

After everyone arrived, everyone organized their team and set off on the road to Helm's Deep.

Abel also released a few gray finches before setting off, asking them to notify the remaining Rohan adventurers to gather at Helm's Deep.

Because of the number of people and the load, the team moved very slowly.

However, there were adventurers and Rohan scouts exploring the road along the way, and the team did not encounter an orc.

After noon, the people of Rohan who were walking at the back of the team slowly began to fall behind.

After discussing with Abel, Théoden asked the team to stop and repair.

Along the way, the atmosphere in the team gradually improved.

As soon as we stopped, the women in the team were chatting and laughing as they prepared lunch.

Abel didn't have a cook here, so he took out some cooked meat and fruits and shared them with Aragorn and others.

"Well, Mr. Abel..." Just as Abel was chewing a piece of bread, Eoine came over with a big bowl.

"What's wrong?" Abel looked at the other person's squirming appearance and asked in confusion.

"This is the broth I just learned to make from Aunt Jennifer. Let me give you a try..." Eowen carefully brought the full bowl of broth to Abel.

"Well, thank you~" Abel took the big bowl and found that Iovine did not leave immediately, but was looking at him expectantly.

"Is there anything else?" Abel asked.

"No..." Eowen shook his head, but still had no intention of leaving.

Abel smiled, picked up the spoon and put a spoonful of hot soup into his mouth.

"Hmm..." After a slight taste, Abel put the spoon back into the bowl.

"How does it taste?" Iovine asked expectantly.

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?" Abel asked seriously.

"I..." Seeing Abel's serious expression, Eowen was a little afraid to speak.

"Okay, if I'm lying, it's... it tastes good~" Abel paused, then continued: "To tell the truth, it's... it tastes good~"

"Really?" Iovine asked excitedly.

"Hmm..." Abel nodded perfunctorily.