The Journey of the Demon Hunter

When the princes and generals of the kingdom were fighting with the enemy on the front line, there was only silence in the lifeless palace, and the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard quietly at almost every moment.

Zelin is Edoras who arrived in the early morning.

The city is located in the widest valley at the northern foot of the White Mountains. There is an isolated verdant hill near the mouth of the Cibian Valley. Edolas was built on this hill. The snowy river that originated in the valley flows through the east of the city. The hills are surrounded by ditches, parapets and barbed fences, forming the city's defense line.

The walled city gate can accommodate two adults riding side by side on horseback, and a guessed dirt path spreads up the city gate, all the way to the top of the hillside. The houses in the city are mainly wooden buildings, and the doors are mostly black, scattered randomly on the hillside. There are about a hundred households. At the end of the path is a slab-laid staircase, which turns a ninety-degree angle on the top and connects to the platform in front of the palace.

The Golden Palace is located at the top of the hillside like stars and moons. Like the houses in the city, its roof is made of thatch, but it shines with gold in the sun, which can be seen from a distance. On the wide staircase in front of the gate of the Golden Temple, there are fully armed guards at all times. The guards armed with chain mail and scutes guard the temple with due diligence, and only those who are qualified to meet or be summoned by the king are allowed. The guests enter the palace.

Obviously, the demon hunter does not have this privilege, even if he has the seal of Prince Siyud in his hand, it only allows him to ask the guards to inform the king.

Compared with the magnificent city of Gondor, Edoras, as an imperial city, is somewhat dilapidated, more like a village surrounded by wooden fences, not even built of stones. The demon hunter remembered that Francesca once said in a small chat at night that scholars believed that judging the level of civilization of a civilization can be distinguished by whether they used mud, wood or stone to build houses.

But as a nomadic kingdom, horses are their line of defense, and horsebacks are their walls.

It was noon, and the sun was still hiding behind the clouds. The dark green cloaks of the guards were blown by the wind, and they were motionless like sculptures.

"Sorry, your majesty does not intend to meet the visitors." A general said apologetically to Zelin.

"Why?" Zelin frowned.

"Your Majesty has not received guests for a long time." The general hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice: "Grimar is accompanying your Majesty."

Grima.

Zelin had heard this name more than once, and in the mouth of Prince Siyod, in every corner of Edoras, among the residents in black robes, you could also hear about Grima. No one in Rohan seemed to be unaware of Grima's existence.

"I have news from the prince here. His Royal Highness Siyud fought the orcs and Dunland savages at the Pass of Rohan. The battle situation was very stalemate. Doesn't His Majesty the King care at all?"

Zelin asked again, but the general who had come to inform was embarrassed.

"Your Majesty doesn't want to see anyone."

Zelin frowned: "Is this really what your Majesty said?"

There has never been a lack of ministers who can make decisions on behalf of the king in history.

"I can be sure of this." The wide-faced general with a light brown beard nodded earnestly: "Your Majesty is not in good health during this period. Grima has been taking care of him. Now His Majesty and Grima are sitting there. In the hall, His Majesty said to me personally that he doesn't want to see any guests today."

"What about tomorrow?"

The general was startled, he licked the corner of his mouth and sighed helplessly: "You can try it tomorrow."

After that, he turned around and returned to the palace.

After exhaling heavily, Zelin dropped his shoulders. He had anticipated other possibilities, but this still exceeded his expectations. Siyud is the only son of King Rohan, but now the king doesn't care about his son's safety at all.

"Next?"

Alta Reall, who was waiting behind Zelin and waiting for news, asked, "Wait for tomorrow? Or leave?"

"I want to figure out what's going on." Zelin scratched the back of his head: "This is not right. No matter how bad the king's health is, since he can come to the palace and answer his general questions, he should be able to listen to me. He, his son is in trouble on the front line. He needs him to go on the battlefield himself, send a reliable general, and lead a legion to the front line, to change Isinger's situation."

"Wait until tomorrow?"

"Waiting is pointless." Zelin frowned. "Grimma, I want to know what is going on with this guy."

"He is the most trusted courtier of the father." Suddenly, a voice came from the other side of the golden hall: "Sorry, the distinguished guest from the north. My father has not seen any guests for a long time, and he is even unwilling to meet from other guests. The messenger of the place. I just heard the news that you brought Siod. How is Siod? Is he fighting the orcs?"

A woman in a white dress walked out quickly. She had wavy blond hair and a little eagerness in her gray eyes: "Everyone is rumoring that the orcs and savages are gathering at the border and preparing to attack Rohan. Xiyou De has been away for a month, and you are the first messenger he sent back."

"Am I the first?" Zelin turned around, facing the white clothes that came out, spreading his hands: "It seems that the situation is very serious, ma'am. His Royal Highness Xiyoude sent messengers here at least three times to report on the front line. What happened. It turned out that only I arrived? His Royal Highness was fighting the orcs who were ordered by the white-robed wizard at the mouth of the Eisen River. At least before I left, they were still confronting yesterday. But the situation is not so good, he can’t attack. Isinger, and the number of Orcs in Isinger is increasing. If there is no support, whether it is food or soldiers, it will be difficult for him to continue."

"Your Majesty refuses to meet you?" Ms. White asked eagerly.

"If Your Majesty is willing to meet, I will not stay here. Although the scenery is good, it is not the time to enjoy the scenery now."

Standing on the square in front of the Golden Temple, you can overlook Edoras and the endless grassland in the distance. The city was lifeless, everyone lowered their heads, as if they had already been crushed by countless bad news. Sometimes someone raised their head and looked at the palace above with a glimmer of hope and expectation, but without exception, they could only withdraw their gazes in disappointment in the end.

It seems that everyone knows that a catastrophe is imminent, but the only one who can do something is indifferent.

Chapter 2420: Luo Han's Negative Words

Eowyn.

She is the princess of Rohan and the adopted daughter of King Haydon. Her mother was the younger sister of King Hiurdon. After the death of her parents, she and her elder brother Iomo were adopted by Hiurdon as his adopted son and daughter.

After learning that the prince was on the front line, she immediately entered the palace and relayed the news to Zelin.

The demon hunter thought this might help him get the king's summons. But after waiting for an hour, the disappointed princess Eowyn came out and told Zelin that King Hiurdon was still unwilling to meet anyone and did not respond to her.

"Because of the courtier named Grima?"

"No." Eowyn shook his head: "Your Majesty... he hasn't seen anyone else for a long time, and he won't give any orders to them. The messenger of the Golden Temple stayed in the castle. In the past, every year. A new order arrives at the palace and will be passed on to every village and tribe after it is processed by your majesty. But now, people have not seen the messenger leave Edoras holding a banner representing his majesty for a long time."

"Eisen Estuary needs the assistance of an army."

Princess Eowyn raised her head, frowning and looking towards the northern wilderness: "My brother is in the north, and he has a group of followers."

"It’s His Royal Highness Iomo, isn’t it? I’ve heard about it. When I was at the mouth of the Eisen River, Prince Siyod said that he had already sent a request for assistance to His Royal Highness Iomo, but it had been a long time. , No reinforcements showed up."

"Maybe the messenger is in trouble." Altariel suggested: "If the prince's messenger has not arrived in Edoras, it is possible that the messenger has not delivered the letter to Iomo. We have used this in the past. One trick against the orcs, they"

"His Royal Highness, do you know where Prince Eomo's camp is?"

"He is in the north." Eowyn said: "Lead another team of knights to guard the northern border and defend against invaders in the east."

"I can go to Lokhan. Ms. Galadriel should want to know what happened here." Altarel said suddenly: "Saruman's betrayal is not simply Rohan's matter. He treats the whole As far as China is concerned, it is a threat."

"Are you going to return to the forest?"

"You have a way to send messages quickly, why don't you use it?" The elf ranger asked back: "Since Palantir fell, the message transmission of Middle-earth has been blocked, but Sauron can trend his army like a commanding arm. ."

Altariel was referring to the griffon, but Zelin thought of another thing.

Now that Palantir has fallen into the hands of Sauron, the kings of other races in Middle-earth can no longer communicate with distant allies through this spar, but if there is an alternative that can get rid of Sauron’s influence, it may be a substitute. Palantir, help the people here.

Francesca once complained that the war made the rich no longer willing to spend big money on magic items, and would rather believe that dwarf bankers would not believe that the items of warlocks could help them. But now it seems that the monarchs of Middle-earth should not mind using gold to buy a spar that allows them to stay in the palace and directly listen to the news reported by the local lord.

Telescope should have good sales.

Eowyn looked at the two of them for unknown reasons. She couldn't understand what they were saying: "You need a horse? You can go to the stables to pick a good horse. Please tell Eomo as soon as possible the news of Prince Siyod. My generosity may be superfluous. An elf ranger from the north must be an extraordinary person with her. But I really want to ask you to pass the news to Brother Iomo."

"You don't need to mount it now, Your Highness." Zelin just chuckled, then turned to the elf ranger: "Altaril, you can leave temporarily on my gryphon. I have to wait. Of course, not waiting. See you."

Facing the ranger’s confused gaze, Zelin explained: "Did you know? In a war, sometimes the damage from the inside far exceeds the attack of the external enemy. It is impossible for the white-robed wizard to launch hastily without any preparation. Offensive. As long as his underground forge was built, it was certainly not built overnight. His Royal Highness said that before the offensive, the white-robed wizard sent wolf cavalry to attack Rohan’s village. Then, he did not have it. Use other means to attack the court?"

"Attack the court? Your Excellency, what are you talking about?" Eowyn asked suspiciously: "No orcs have ever been able to approach Idoras, and since the last war, no Denlanders have been able to approach the Golden Palace. "