Shadow surrounded Helm's Deep as the rain poured in and the
lightning lit the sky. Battle was before the men and elves, waiting to
erupt. All was silent in the fortress. Outside the walls, the ground
flooded, leaving the footprints of the Uruk-hai fresh.
Outside the fortress's wall, the Uruk-hai arrived. Strong they were, and strong they showed. Pain was not known to them. They knew nothing except murder and orders from Sauruman. Ten thousand stood with their weapons pointed towards the black sky; they were waiting.
The Uruk-hai began to chant loudly. What they said, could not be translated. For only Aragorn and Legolas knew the language of Mordor, but did not want the others to know the cold words in the song of the Uruk- hai. As the chanting went on, they became more and more aggressive: now beating their weapons harshly against the ground. But, none attacked until given the order by their leader.
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Behind the outer wall, Aragorn and the others watched intently. The archers, both men and elves, had their bow out and arrows ready. When the Uruk-hai began the beating of their weapons, the archers took aim.
"No! Hold you fire!" Aragorn commanded.
The rain continued to beat down upon the defenders of Helm's Deep. It began to slowly weaken them. An archer, nervous, let go his arrow.
"Hold your fir-"But he did not finish.
That was the signal; the Uruk-hai no longer hesitated attacking. The war between the alliance of men and elves and the Uruk-hai had begun.
A horrible yell came from Ugluk, the Uruk-hai's commander. Immediately, the orcs and Uruk-hai ran forth towards the outer wall. Aragorn gave the signal and the word to the archers.
" Uur! (Fire!)" The elvish arrows were the first to come over Aragorn's head. The frontline of the charging orcs down. In the minds of the races, they wanted to rejoice, but they knew this was only the beginning. Another line of orcs came, this time they succeeded in their plan.
"No!" yelled Aragorn. "Get the ladders down! Slay any who come up! Kick the ladders down!"
The men tried, but there was just too many. Soon, hoards of orcs and Uruk-hai were swarming on the outer wall of Helm's Deep. Many had already gotten inside the outer wall. Aragorn pulled gleaming Anduril from its sheath. He charged at the orcs and Uruk-hai coming up from the ladders. The charging of Aragorn inspired the men and elves; it gave them reassurance. For they had Aragorn, son of Arathorn, leading them.
Aragorn heard the clear yell of the Ugluk. The orcs had begun to shoot flaming arrows at the men and elves battling.
"Get down!" a yell from a Rohan man. Aragorn looked up to see the fiery arrows coming down upon the Rohan people; for most the elves had gone down to help the men who had to deal with the orcs inside. The arrows kept coming, killing the people, killing Aragorn's people. It seemed as though the battling would never end. More and more orcs and Uruk-hai sprang up the ladder, swords in their black hands. And arrows flew down in to the people, killing them easily.
"This is too much. I do not know how long we shall last." Aragorn thought to himself.
Suddenly, a great noise was heard over the wall. The orcs had a catapult with them. They were loading their mechanism with great boulders that had been set afire. A count was made and at the command of Ugluk, the boulders were thrown forth at Helm's Deep and its refugees. Aragorn was the first to catch the boulder in the air before it landed.
"Get down!" he shouted. Though, many did not hear him. And that would cost their lives. It was probably two minutes between every boulder being launched. As Aragorn fought, hope began to fade. Hope in the eyes of men and elves was being destroyed. Aragorn's faith in himself, began to disappear.
"I swore to protect these people; to be there leader. I am starting to fail them. Many have lost their lives because I was not quick enough to be there. But, I will not give up. These are.....my people. I will sacrifice myself and my strength for my people."
As Aragorn continued to fight, his thoughts of protecting his people began to give him strength again. His hope rose, little by little. He began to slay twice as many orcs as before. As he continued, Aragorn did not realize what the orcs and Uruk-hai were doing. These creatures up here, they were only a distraction. And Aragorn realized it too late.
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Outside the fortress's wall, the Uruk-hai arrived. Strong they were, and strong they showed. Pain was not known to them. They knew nothing except murder and orders from Sauruman. Ten thousand stood with their weapons pointed towards the black sky; they were waiting.
The Uruk-hai began to chant loudly. What they said, could not be translated. For only Aragorn and Legolas knew the language of Mordor, but did not want the others to know the cold words in the song of the Uruk- hai. As the chanting went on, they became more and more aggressive: now beating their weapons harshly against the ground. But, none attacked until given the order by their leader.
* * * * * * * * * *
Behind the outer wall, Aragorn and the others watched intently. The archers, both men and elves, had their bow out and arrows ready. When the Uruk-hai began the beating of their weapons, the archers took aim.
"No! Hold you fire!" Aragorn commanded.
The rain continued to beat down upon the defenders of Helm's Deep. It began to slowly weaken them. An archer, nervous, let go his arrow.
"Hold your fir-"But he did not finish.
That was the signal; the Uruk-hai no longer hesitated attacking. The war between the alliance of men and elves and the Uruk-hai had begun.
A horrible yell came from Ugluk, the Uruk-hai's commander. Immediately, the orcs and Uruk-hai ran forth towards the outer wall. Aragorn gave the signal and the word to the archers.
" Uur! (Fire!)" The elvish arrows were the first to come over Aragorn's head. The frontline of the charging orcs down. In the minds of the races, they wanted to rejoice, but they knew this was only the beginning. Another line of orcs came, this time they succeeded in their plan.
"No!" yelled Aragorn. "Get the ladders down! Slay any who come up! Kick the ladders down!"
The men tried, but there was just too many. Soon, hoards of orcs and Uruk-hai were swarming on the outer wall of Helm's Deep. Many had already gotten inside the outer wall. Aragorn pulled gleaming Anduril from its sheath. He charged at the orcs and Uruk-hai coming up from the ladders. The charging of Aragorn inspired the men and elves; it gave them reassurance. For they had Aragorn, son of Arathorn, leading them.
Aragorn heard the clear yell of the Ugluk. The orcs had begun to shoot flaming arrows at the men and elves battling.
"Get down!" a yell from a Rohan man. Aragorn looked up to see the fiery arrows coming down upon the Rohan people; for most the elves had gone down to help the men who had to deal with the orcs inside. The arrows kept coming, killing the people, killing Aragorn's people. It seemed as though the battling would never end. More and more orcs and Uruk-hai sprang up the ladder, swords in their black hands. And arrows flew down in to the people, killing them easily.
"This is too much. I do not know how long we shall last." Aragorn thought to himself.
Suddenly, a great noise was heard over the wall. The orcs had a catapult with them. They were loading their mechanism with great boulders that had been set afire. A count was made and at the command of Ugluk, the boulders were thrown forth at Helm's Deep and its refugees. Aragorn was the first to catch the boulder in the air before it landed.
"Get down!" he shouted. Though, many did not hear him. And that would cost their lives. It was probably two minutes between every boulder being launched. As Aragorn fought, hope began to fade. Hope in the eyes of men and elves was being destroyed. Aragorn's faith in himself, began to disappear.
"I swore to protect these people; to be there leader. I am starting to fail them. Many have lost their lives because I was not quick enough to be there. But, I will not give up. These are.....my people. I will sacrifice myself and my strength for my people."
As Aragorn continued to fight, his thoughts of protecting his people began to give him strength again. His hope rose, little by little. He began to slay twice as many orcs as before. As he continued, Aragorn did not realize what the orcs and Uruk-hai were doing. These creatures up here, they were only a distraction. And Aragorn realized it too late.
Please continue to look forward to the next parts of the Battle of Helm's Deep! I promise you'll like it! Please review!^_^