"Reinforce the city wall, transport all weapons to the city head, and move quickly."
Immediately after the Edoras meeting, Thyod led three thousand elites directly to Helm's Keep.
He collected all the armed forces in Eikenbrand's territory, totaling more than 2,000 people, although some of Eikenbrand's vassals chose to protect the people and retreat to the east to protect the remaining people of West Fold.
However, this amount is no longer small.
In the Western vassal system, although the king is supreme, there is a saying that "the vassals of my vassals are not my vassals."
The king's orders are indeed useful, but orders given across levels may not be so effective, especially when a war is imminent.
Thyod just collected as many remnants as possible and gathered them into five to six thousand people in the city to complete the protection of Helm's Castle.
"Prince, the orc troops have occupied the mouth of the Essin River and are now heading towards us."
The scout reported the news obtained from the investigation. Siyod looked solemn and became more and more calm. There must be a tough battle to be fought next.
"How many of them came?"
"It is estimated to be about 10,000 people, but the orcs are more powerful than the orcs. They are all black and wearing armor."
Thyod and the Rohan soldiers under his command have all experienced fighting against orcs. Although they are very ferocious, their height and weight are not much different from humans, and their combat effectiveness is also weaker.
But the combination of the information from the scouts and the previous information about Erkenbrand's defeat all proved one thing, that is, the orcs were more powerful.
"Perhaps this is what Gandalf is talking about about the more powerful darkness."
Théod couldn't help but think of what Gandalf had said in Edoras before. He calmed down and said to his subordinates: "Be prepared to fight, for Rohan!"
The swords were raised above their heads, and all the Rohan warriors raised their weapons together and shouted loudly: "For Rohan!"
The sound resounded from Helm's Keep, echoed throughout the valley, and resounded through the sky.
After knowing the news of the march, all preparations for the war were immediately concluded quickly. They must be ready.
In the evening, when the sun gradually set, its light fell on the wall of Helm's Keep, making the shadows of the warriors who were waiting in formation longer.
Siyod stood at the front of the wall. It was his choice to take the lead. The fierce national style of Rohan did not allow him, a crown prince, to hide behind the warriors.
He had a solemn look on his face and kept staring at the end of the valley. Although the light of the setting sun was a bit dazzling, it did not make him look away.
He knew that the battle would not be easy for a while. Gandalf was right when he said that Helm's Keep was a place where one would risk one's life to survive.
The fortress is strong and the canyon can accommodate limited enemies, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack.
However, there was only one way in and out, and they had no way out.
If they wanted to survive, they had only one choice, and that was to delay. Three days later, their father Théoden led the assembled Rohan hussars to surround all the orcs here.
Cooperate inside and outside, and annihilate all the orcs of Isengard here in one fell swoop.
Three days is not long but definitely not short. I don’t know how many people will die in the war.
"Dong dong dong"
Before I could feel sad about spring and autumn, at the end of the valley in the distance, under the light of the setting sun, dark figures appeared there one by one.
The steps were heavy, the armor was thick, and the sharp blade reflected the sharp light under the light.
Although they were still far away, the depressing aura was already coming towards them.
"Everyone, be prepared. Behind us is the Kingdom of Rohan, our people and relatives, destroy these orcs and protect Rohan!"
Théod shouted loudly, and the soldiers clenched their weapons.
Ashgar rode a warg and led the black orc troops step by step to the front of the Helm Castle.
"The momentum is good, but if it stands in front of the master, there is only one way, and it will be shattered into pieces."
He naturally heard the loud speeches inside Helm's Keep.
But this is of no use. As long as he stands in front of his master, Ashgar will crush the obstacle with his own hands.
"Qiang"
The knife in Ashgar's hand struck the armor on his chest, and all the orcs also struck the armor with their weapons at this moment.
Thousands of voices converged into a current, cold and loud, and the entire valley was suppressed by the sound.
It's not a war drum, but it's better than a war drum.
In this neat and cold sound of metal collision, there was a feeling of black clouds pressing down on the city.
Depression instantly filled the hearts of every Rohan soldier, causing them to subconsciously tighten the weapons in their hands.
Only weapons can bring them a sense of security.
Ashgar sneered and looked across the way, where tens of thousands of orc troops were still three hundred meters away from the fortress.
The fortress of Fort Helm is towering, at least more than ten meters high. The city wall is integrated with the surrounding cliffs, and there is no place to borrow strength or climb on the rocks.
The passage in and out of the fortress is only an arc-shaped passage about six meters wide with no railings on both sides, extending from the flat ground to the high ground of the Helm's Fort.
This passage allows up to seven or eight orcs to travel in parallel. If replaced by horses, there would be at most three to four horses.
And right at the end of such a narrow passage is an extremely thick and tall city gate. It is extremely difficult to attack the city manually.
Apart from this passage, there may be only one other way, which is a drainage outlet less than one meter wide under the city wall. It is sealed with strong iron bars. Even halflings cannot enter the castle from there.
Ashgar did not attack immediately, he was waiting.
Thyod and the others also knew that Ashgar was waiting. As night fell, it was the real time for the orcs to launch their attack.
Although the Dark Orcs will not be weakened by the light of day, they will be stronger in the dark.
The setting sun gradually disappeared, the last ray of sunlight disappeared from the valley, and darkness fell.
Ashgar raised the long knife in his hand high, his eyes were cold, and he shouted loudly: "For the glory of Isengard, attack!"
"Ho! For Isengard!"
The orc troops moved forward and launched an attack on Helm's Fort with unyielding momentum and fearless death.
"Fire the arrow!"
In Helm's Fortress, Thyod issued a defensive order, and bows and arrows fell like raindrops, causing a whooshing sound in the air.
The intensive bows and arrows pierced the orcs' arms and thighs, and blood spattered out, but the pain could not completely prevent them from approaching the city wall.
The armor on his body is extremely strong, and arrows cannot penetrate such thick armor.
However, when the number of arrows increased, there would always be arrows hitting the head, and the orcs began to suffer casualties.
"Continue to charge, suppress with javelins, and go up the siege ladder."
Ashgar coldly ordered that life is the least valuable thing in war, and for the orcs, dying in battle for the great master is an honor.
In this cold night, the battle at Fort Helm officially began, cruel and cold.