legend begins with lord of the rings

Abel, covered in blood, looked like a god of war, standing on a high platform, accepting the admiration of everyone.

"Are you okay?" Alta came to Abel's side, looked at the blood all over his body, and asked worriedly.

"What can happen? I can fight for another three hundred rounds." Abel gave the female elf a wink and said with a smile.

As a good young man who cherishes his life, Abel almost never put himself in danger that night except for the final wave of battle when he repelled the orc army.

The terrifying-looking blood on Abel's body was all the blood of orcs.

After the adventurers cheered for a while, their emotions were almost exhausted.

The heavy cavalry returned to Helm's Deep after chasing for several kilometers.

Abel summoned the adventurer team leaders and arranged for the adventurers to return to the Canyon Fortress.

As for cleaning the battlefield and counting people, we can leave it to later.

The soldiers who had fought all night were in urgent need of rest.

"Mr. Abel, you are injured!"

When Abel followed the adventurer into the canyon fortress, Eoine suddenly rushed over.

"I'm fine, this is not my blood." Abel looked at the worried look on the little girl's face and explained patiently.

"Impossible, you have so much blood on your body..." Iowen checked it with his hands: "It would be bad if there are any sequelae."

"Ahem~"

Eomer, who had been slashed on one arm and was bleeding, made some noise to attract his sister's attention.

"Cough cough~ cough..."

"Is your throat uncomfortable?" Hearing the artificial coughing sound, Eowen glanced at his brother with disgust.

"Well, it hurts so much, my arm is going to be useless..." Eomer covered his arm with a very painful expression on his face.

Finally, Eomer's performance caught his sister's attention.

Éowyn came to Eomer's side and lifted Eomer's arm regardless of the wounded man's pain.

"How is it? Is it serious?" Eomer asked.

"It's quite serious..." Eowen looked at the wound on his brother's arm.

Before Eomer could play tricks again, Eowyn shouted to the side: "Aunt Jenny, come and bandage my brother, his arm is injured."

Before the smile on Eomer's face could bloom, Eoim left him and went to Abel's side again.

"Stop looking, I'm here to bandage you..." Boromir pulled Eomer, whose eyes were dull, to the side.

…

"Trash...trash...it's all rubbish..."

On the wizard's tower, Saruman looked at the defeated orc army in the magic crystal, and angrily grabbed the crystal and smashed it to the ground.

Finally, Saruman reacted and stopped his unwise move.

He gently put the crystal back on the table, and then kicked over the stool with a ferocious expression. Then, the sound of "crackling" things being smashed came from the small room.

"Just wait for me, this isn't the end yet!"

After Saruman vented for a while, he calmed down.

He has decided that after the orc army comes back to repair, he will personally lead the team to attack Rohan again.

…

"It's so boring. Don't you have any other ways of entertainment?" Pi Ping asked a group of singing tree men in the magic forest.

"Music is part of the life of the tree people." The leader of the tree people looked at the two hobbits and said: "I promised Gandalf that I would send you out of the Enchanted Forest and back to your home. When do you plan to set off?"

After the tree men destroyed Saruman's manufacturing factory, they wanted to send the two hobbits away. However, Pi Ping refused.

"The scenery here is very good. I don't want to go back yet. Don't you welcome us?" Pi Ping asked, wasting his time.

After the wizard went to the battlefield of Rohan, the two hobbits felt that they should not be deserters.

They also want to help some more.

"Of course, no. Treemen welcome friends..." the treeman leader shook his head and said.

"Why don't we also go to Rohan and have a look? There are still many Saruman's troops there." Pi Ping suggested.

"No, the tree people cannot leave the enchanted forest."

"Why?"

"Magic... After leaving the forest, the tree man's vitality will quickly lose its vitality, and eventually it will turn into a piece of rotten wood..."

"Well, you are so pitiful that you will never be able to walk out of the forest for the rest of your life."

"Treants are not pitiful, this is our home..."

While Pi Ping was chatting with the tree leader, the orc army that was defeated in the canyon fortress had arrived at the outskirts of the magic forest.

Only through the forest in front of them can the orcs return to Isengard.

More than 30,000 orcs were running towards the forest.

"Shh, I feel the evil force approaching..." The tree leader who was talking to Pi Ping suddenly became serious.

Pi Ping listened to the sparse sounds not far away and had an ominous premonition in her heart.

"It's the orc army, they've returned from Rohan!" Pi Ping shouted.

"Woo~wu~"

With the roar of the tree-man leader, the entire magical forest came alive.

Countless big trees pulled their roots out of the soil and surrounded the orc army.

"Damn it, what kind of monster is this..."

"It seems to be a tree man. Lord Saruman said..."

"They seem very angry..."

The orcs who had fled all the way were already suspicious, and after seeing the tree people, they couldn't muster any fighting spirit.

"Bang bang...bang..."

"Puff... puff..."

Under the command of the leader, the tree men threw huge fruits at the orcs. Trees without fruits used their branches to penetrate the orcs.

"That's it, don't let them go!" Pi Ping stood on the leader of the tree people and shouted: "They are all Saruman's accomplices and have cut down many trees..."

With the attack of the tree men, the screams of the orcs filled the magic forest.

The tree people who fought at home had the right time and place.

The 30,000 orc army was wiped out within half an hour.

The tree men turned over the soil and buried the orc's body underground.

"Ha, they deserved their death and provided nutrients to the forest..." Pi Ping looked at the orcs being wiped out with a happy look on his face.

But when he saw the sad eyes of the tree people, he closed his mouth angrily.

"Treants hate fighting..."

The leader of the tree people returned to the camp with the two hobbits: "If you are bored, I can teach you a song I created."

"Uh~ Okay. In fact, hobbits also like to sing." Pi Ping, who originally wanted to refuse, agreed to the tree leader's proposal when he saw his eyes.

As a result, an ancient and desolate song echoed over the magic forest again.

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"Ah, cut~"

On the wizard's tower, Saruman, who had just put away the magic crystal, suddenly sneezed.

"What's going on? Wizards never get sick..." Saruman rubbed his nose, feeling that things were not that simple. But for a while, he couldn't think of what went wrong.

After shaking his head, Saruman came to the bottom of the Wizard's Tower and urged the few orcs and goblins to build the orc "arsenal" again.