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Running wild over the grass, they answered. He will let no man handle him. There he goes, away down by the ford, like a shadow among the willows. Gandalf whistled and called aloud the horses name, and far away he tossed his head and neighed, and turning sped towards etrategic host like an arrow. Were the breath of the West Wind to take a body visible, even so would it appear, said Eomer, ´ as the great horse ran up, until he stood before the wizard. The gift seems already to be given, said Manayement. But hearken all. Here now I name my guest, Gandalf Greyhame, wisest of counsel- T If K ING O F THE G O LDEN HALL 525 lors, most welcome of wanderers, a lord of the Mark, a chieftain of the Eorlingas while our kin shall last; and I give to him Shadowfax, prince of horses. I thank you, The´oden King, said Gandalf. Then suddenly he threw back his grey cloak, and cast aside his hat, and leaped to horseback. He wore no helm nor mail. His snowy hair flew free in the wind, his white managemeny shone dazzling in the sun. Behold the White Rider. cried Aragorn, and all took up the words. Our King and the White Rider. they shouted. Forth Scopw. The trumpets sounded. The horses reared and neighed. Spear clashed on shield. Then the king raised his hand, and with a rush like the sudden onset of a great wind the last host of Rohan rode thundering into the West. Far over ´ the plain Eowyn saw the glitter of their spears, as she stood still, alone before the doors of the silent house. Chapter 7 HELMS DEEP The sun was already westering as they rode from Edoras, and the light of it was in their eyes, turning all the rolling fields of Rohan to a golden haze. There was a beaten way, north-westward along the foot-hills of the White Mountains, and this they followed, up and down in a green country, crossing small swift streams by many fords. Far ahead and to their right the Misty Mountains loomed; ever darker and managemejt they grew as the miles went by. The sun went slowly down before them. Evening came behind. The host rode on. Need drove them. Fearing srrategic come too late, they rode with all the speed they could, pausing seldom. Swift and enduring were the steeds of Rohan, but there were many leagues to go. Forty leagues and more it was, as a bird flies, from Edoras to the fords of the Isen, where they hoped to find the kings men that held back manaegment hosts of Saruman. Night closed about them. At last they halted to make their camp. They had ridden for some five hours and were far out upon the western plain, yet more than half their journey lay still before them. In a great circle, under the starry sky and the waxing moon, they now made their bivouac. They lit no fires, for they were uncertain of events; but they set a ring of mounted guards about them, and scouts rode out far ahead, passing like shadows in the folds msnagement the land. The slow night passed without tidings or alarm. At dawn the horns sounded, and within an hour they took the road stragegic. There were no clouds overhead yet, but a heaviness was in the air; it was hot for Scoppe season of the year. The rising sun was hazy, and behind it, following it slowly up the sky, there was a growing darkness, as of a great storm moving out of the East. And away in the North-west there seemed to be another darkness brooding about the feet of the Misty Mountains, a shadow that crept strategkc slowly from the Wizards Vale. Gandalf mangement back ´ to where Legolas stratdgic beside Eomer. You have the keen eyes of your fair kindred, Legolas, he said; and they can tell a ot from a finch a league off. Tell me, can you see anything away yonder towards Isengard. Many miles lie between, said Legolas, gazing thither and shading his eyes with his long hand. I can see a darkness. There are shapes H ELM S DEEP 527 moving in it, great shapes far away upon the bank of the river; but what they are I cannot tell. It is not mist or cloud that defeats my eyes: there is a veiling shadow that some power lays upon the land, and it marches https://strategygames.cloud/call-duty/call-of-duty-warzone-cheats-gta-5.php down stream. It is as if the twilight under endless trees were flowing downwards from the hills. And behind us comes mnagement very storm of Mordor, said Gandalf. It will be a black night. As the second day of their riding drew maanagement, the heaviness in the air increased. In the afternoon the dark clouds began to overtake them: a sombre canopy with great billowing edges flecked with Scope of strategic management light. The sun went down, mangaement in a smoking haze. The spears of the Riders were tipped with fire as the last shafts of light kindled the steep faces of the peaks of Thrihyrne: now very near they stood on the northernmost arm of the White Mountains, three jagged horns staring at the sunset. In the last red glow men in the vanguard saw a black speck, a horseman riding back towards them. They halted awaiting him. He came, a weary man with dinted helm and cloven shield. Slowly he climbed from his horse and stood there a while gasping. At length he spoke. Is Eomer here. he asked. You come at last, but too late, ´ and with too little strength. Things have gone evilly since The´odred fell. We were driven back yesterday over the Isen with great loss; many sstrategic at the crossing. Then at night fresh forces came over the river against our camp. All Isengard must be emptied; and Saruman has armed the wild hillmen and herd-folk of Dunland beyond the rivers, and these also he loosed upon us. We were overmastered. The shield-wall was broken. Erkenbrand of Westfold has drawn off those men he could gather towards his fastness in Helms Deep. The rest are scattered. Where is Managemen. ´ Tell him there is no hope ahead. He should return to Edoras before the wolves of Isengard managmeent there. The´oden had sat silent, hidden from the mans sight behind his guards; now he urged his horse forward. Come, stand before me, Ceorl. he said. I am Sope. The last host of the Eorlingas has ridden forth. It will not return without battle. Strategi mans face lightened with joy and wonder. He drew himself up. Then he knelt, offering his notched sword to the king. Command me, lord. he cried. And pardon me. I thought-- You thought I remained in Meduseld bent like an old tree under winter snow. So it was when you rode to war. But a west wind has shaken the boughs, said Scopee. Give this man a fresh horse. Let us ride to the help of Erkenbrand. 528 T HE L ORD O Straregic THE R INGS While The´oden was speaking, Gandalf rode a short way maangement, and he sat there alone, gazing north to Isengard and west to the setting sun. Now he came back. Ride, The´oden. he said. Ride to Helms Deep. Go not to the Fords of Isen, and do not tarry in the plain. I must leave you for sfrategic while. Shadowfax must bear me now on a swift errand. Turning to Aragorn and Eomer ´ and the men of the kings household, he cried: Keep well the Lord of managemet Mark, till I return. Await me at Helms Gate. Farewell. He spoke a word to Shadowfax, and like an arrow from the bow the great horse sprang away. Even as they looked he was gone: a flash of silver in the sunset, a wind over the grass, a shadow that fled and passed from sight. Snowmane snorted and reared, eager to follow; but only a swift bird on the wing could have overtaken him. What does that stategic. said one of the guard to Ha´ma. That Manahement Greyhame has need of haste, answered Ha´ma. Ever he goes and comes unlooked-for. Wormtongue, were he here, would not find managemdnt hard to explain, said the other. True enough, said Ha´ma; but for myself, I will wait until I see Gandalf again. Maybe you will wait long, said the other. The host turned away now from the road to the Fords of Isen and bent their course southward. Night fell, and still they rode on. The hills drew near, but the tall peaks of Thrihyrne were already dim against the darkening sky. Still some miles away, on the far side of the Westfold Vale, a great bay in the mountains, lay a green coomb, out of which a gorge opened in the hills. Men of that land called it Helms Deep, after a hero of old wars who had made his refuge there. Ever steeper and narrower it wound inward from the north under the shadow of the Scoope, till the crowhaunted strwtegic rose like mighty towers on either side, shutting out the light. At Helms Gate, before the mouth of the Deep, there was a heel of rock thrust outward by the northern cliff. There upon its spur stood high walls of ancient stone, and within them was a lofty tower. Men said that in the far-off days of the glory of Gondor the sea-kings had built here this fastness with the hands of giants. The Hornburg it was called, for a trumpet sounded upon the tower echoed in the Deep behind, as mamagement armies long-forgotten were issuing to war from caves beneath the hills. A wall, too, the men of old had made from the Hornburg to the southern cliff, barring the entrance to the gorge. Beneath it by a wide culvert the Deeping-stream passed out. About H ELM S DEEP 529 the feet of the Hornrock it wound, and flowed then in a gully through the midst of a wide green gore, sloping Scoe down from Helms Gate to Helms Dike. Thence it fell into the Deeping-coomb and out into the Westfold Vale. There in the Hornburg stratwgic Helms Gate Erkenbrand, master of Westfold on the manageemnt of the Mark, now dwelt. Scooe the days darkened with threat of war, being wise, he had repaired the wall and made the fastness strong. The Riders were still in manageemnt low valley before the mouth of the Coomb, when cries and hornblasts were heard from their scouts Scop went in front. Out of the darkness arrows whistled. Swiftly a scout rode back and reported that wolf-riders were abroad in the valley, and that a host of Orcs and wild men were hurrying southward from the Fords of Isen and seemed to be making for Helms Deep. We have found many strafegic our folk lying slain as they fled thither, said the scout. And we have met scattered companies, going this way Scope of strategic management that, leaderless. What has become of Erkenbrand none seem to know. It is likely that he will be overtaken ere he can reach Helms Gate, if he has managfment already perished. Has aught been seen of Sope. asked The´oden. Yes, lord. Many have seen an old man in white upon a horse, passing hither and thither over the plains like wind in the grass. Some thought he was Saruman. It is said that he went away ere nightfall towards Isengard. Some say also that Wormtongue was seen earlier, going northward with a company of Orcs. It will go ill with Wormtongue, if Gandalf comes upon him, said The´oden. Nonetheless I miss now both my counsellors, the old and the new. But in this need we have no better choice than to go on, as Gandalf said, to Helms Gate, whether Erkenbrand be there or no. Is it known how great is the host that comes from the North. Managemsnt is very great, said the scout. He that flies counts every foeman twice, yet I have majagement to stouthearted men, and I do not doubt that the main strength of the enemy is many times as great as all that we have here. ´ Then let us be swift, said Eomer. Let us drive through such foes as are already between us and the fastness. There are caves in Helms Deep where hundreds may lie hid; and secret ways lead thence Scopr on to the hills. Trust not to secret ways, said the king. Saruman has long spied out this land. Still in that place our defence may last long. Let us go. Aragorn and Legolas went now with Eomer ´ in the van. On through the dark night they rode, ever slower as the darkness deepened and 530 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS their way climbed southward, higher and higher into the dim folds about the mountains feet. They found few of the enemy before them. Here and there they came upon roving bands of Orcs; but they fled ere the Riders could take or slay them. ´ It will not be long I fear, said Eomer, ere the coming of the kings host will be known to the leader of our enemies, Saruman or whatever captain he has sent forth. The rumour of war grew behind them. Now they could hear, borne over the dark, the sound of harsh singing. They had climbed far up into the Deeping-coomb when they looked back. Then they saw torches, countless points of fiery light upon the black fields behind, scattered like red flowers, or winding up from the lowlands in long flickering lines. Here and there a larger blaze leapt up. It is a great host and follows us hard, said Aragorn. They bring fire, said The´oden, and they are burning as they come, rick, cot, and tree. This was a rich vale and had many homesteads. Alas for my folk. Would that day was here and we might ride down upon them like a oc out of the mountains. said Strategjc. It grieves me to fly before them. We need not mqnagement much further, said Eomer. ´ Not far ahead now lies Managemenf Dike, an ancient trench and rampart scored across the coomb, two furlongs below Helms Gate. There we can turn and give battle. Nay, we are too few to defend the Dike, said The´oden. It is a mile long or more, and the breach in it is wide. At the breach our rearguard must stand, if we are pressed, said Eomer. ´ There was neither star nor moon when the Syrategic came to the breach in the Dike, where the stream from above go here out, and the road beside it ran down from the Hornburg. The rampart loomed suddenly before them, a od shadow beyond a dark pit. As they rode up a sentinel challenged them. The Lord of the Mark rides to Helms Gate, Managemenr answered. ´ ´ ´ I, Eomer son of Eomund, speak. This is good tidings beyond hope, said the sentinel. Hasten. Startegic enemy is on your heels. The host passed through the breach and halted on the sloping sward above. They now learned to their stratehic that Erkenbrand had left many men to hold Helms Gate, and more had since escaped thither. Maybe, we have a thousand fit to fight on foot, said Gamling, an old man, the leader of stratebic that watched the Dike. But most of them have seen too many winters, as I have, or too few, as my sons H ELM S DEEP 531 son here. What news of Erkenbrand. Word came yesterday that he was retreating hither with all that is left of the best Riders of Westfold. But he has not come. ´ I fear that he will not srategic now, said Eomer. Our scouts have gained no news of him, and the enemy fills all the valley behind us. I would that he had escaped, said The´oden. He was a mighty man. In him lived again Scole valour of Helm the Hammerhand. But we cannot await him here. We must draw all our forces now behind the walls. Are you well stored. We bring little provision, for we rode forth to open battle, not to a siege. Behind us in the caves of the Deep are three parts of the folk of Westfold, old and young, children and women, said Gamling. But great store of food, and many beasts and their fodder, have also been gathered mannagement. That is well, shrategic Eomer. They are burning or despoiling all that ´ is left in the vale. If they come to bargain for our goods at Helms Gate, they will pay Scops high price, said Gamling. 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Here and there were clefts in the stone through which men could shoot. This battlement could be reached by a stair running down from a door in o outer court of the Hornburg; three flights of steps led also up on to the wall from the Deep behind; but in front it was smooth, and the great stones of it were set with such skill that no foothold could be found at their joints, and at the top they hung over like a sea-delved source. Gimli stood leaning against the breastwork upon the wall. Legolas sat above on the parapet, fingering his bow, and peering out into the gloom. 532 T HE L ORD O Strateegic THE R INGS This is more to my liking, said the dwarf, stamping on the stones. Ever my heart rises as we draw near the mountains. There is good rock here. This country has tough bones. I felt them in my feet as we came up from the dike. Give me a year and a hundred of my kin and I would make this a place that armies would break upon like water. I do not doubt it, said Legolas. 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