Aragorn rushed between the battlements. The orcs were once again
trying to assail Osgiliath. Aragorn parried one's blade away, and then
stabbed it in the chest. Aragorn. Suddenly, a latter flew up in front of
Aragorn. He cried 'Elendil!' and kicked the latter down.
"Smash those latter's, before we are overrun!" Aragorn shouted to them men. Those who weren't archers rushed to the front, to protect the wall. But the latter's were coming up too fast for the men to knock them all down. Uruks were coming up from the latter's. Aragorn slashed one's leg so it tripped, then swept Anduril across its face.
"Don't let them take the wall!" Aragorn cried out to his men. The high-pitched sound of whistling arrows was audible above the war cries, and the sounds of clashing weapons. Aragorn knew that this battle would surely take long, and it would be very tiring. Soon Faramir and Aragorn were fighting side by side, taking down the uruk's, one by one.
"Can we defeat them all?" Faramir said. Aragorn knew not the answer, nor did he have to. He nodded his head.
"It matters not! We must fight on, and hope that we can at least drive them away." The King said. Faramir nodded. Faramir slashed one's spear away, and then cut through its gut, then slashed its neck.
"I agree!" He shouted. As the steward spoke these words, orcish archers climbed the wall, and set themselves up in order to shoot at Faramir and Aragorn. One arrow flew by, and Aragorn knocked it away, knowing it was a futile attempt to try and attack them. Another flew at Faramir, but missed him narrowly. But before the Uruk could ready himself again, an arrow pierced its throat. Aragorn looked back, to see Legolas standing behind him, and firing another arrow.
"Need a little help Mellon Nin?" The Elf said, with a sly smile upon his face.
"Be quite and fight." Aragorn said, also with a sly smile.
Soon the orcs were coming such great force, that the forward wall had to be abandoned, and the men of Gondor had fallen back to the second inner wall. The outer layer of Osgiliath was now divided into three sections: the outer wall, the second inner wall, and after that, there was the third inner wall, and the rest of the city. Aragorn and Legolas stood with men on the top of the wall, and Faramir, Gimli, and Ronein led the men who were on the ground in between the inner walls. The orcs were again using latters to assail the top of the wall, and they were also trying to ram the door. Faramir stood at the door, in case the ram broke through. Legolas and archers were shooting the orcs that were holding the ram, but more just kept holding it up. Aragorn kicked a latter, and it smashed upon many of the orcs.
"Elendil! Elendil! For Gondor!" The King shouted. A cheer came from the men, and they pushed many of the uruks off the edge of the wall, back into the orc army. But the latter's were too many, as were the uruks, and they could not stop them all. Eventually, Legolas spent all of his arrows, and flung his knives into action. He parried a blade with one, and slit the orc's throat with the other. He nearly tripped over one of the other fallen archers, and then realized that the man's quiver was nearly full. Legolas put his knives away, then slung the quiver up, and grabbed all the arrows he could, and place them in his empty quiver. He then finished replacing his arrows, and once again, readied his bow. He shot faster than he ever had before, and felled nearly all the uruks on one side of the battering ram. But quickly more and more kept coming. Legolas signaled the man who was waiting to tell the men on the bottom. The orcs were already spilling down into the ground level. The man leaned over the edge of the wall, and shouted.
"Brace yourselves! The gate is about to be smashed!" Before he could say anything else though, an uruk pushed him over the edge. Legolas put in an arrow through the uruk's face though, and pulled it out again. He fired the arrow at an orc that was rushing towards King Elessar, and then kicked an orc that was behind him.
{Aragorn! We must fall back, we cannot hold!} Legolas cried. The king looked back, and nodded. He shouted for the men to fall back, so secure the central yard, in-between the walls.
Gimli and Faramir stood together, fighting their way through the orcs that were coming down from the stairs. The gate was braced by many pieces of wood, and logs, and such, but the door was failing. Gimli swung his ax, cleaving two orc heads off. Faramir stabbed one, and then slashed at another.
"Master dwarf! Your ax skill is as good as any man's I have ever seen! It is good fortune that brought you here today!" Faramir said, while parrying a blade. The dwarf let out a cry, then knocked an uruk over, and then smashed his ax into it while it lay on the ground.
"Bah! Fortune indeed! Let us hope that our good fortune lasts as long as it can!" Gimli said. Arrows whistled forward, into the orcs that were coming down from the wall. Aragorn and many men also fought their way down the stairs, while Legolas simply swung down a rope that was hanging off the wall. Aragorn was standing in the middle of the stairway, when he leapt down into a group of uruks crying "Elendil!"
"Elessar! We need your help!" Faramir shouted. Gimli picked up a small ax that had fallen, and tossed into an orc's gut. Faramir plunged his sword into an uruk's face, and stepped back. He looked back, and saw that the catapults he had ordered set up were ready to be fired. He signaled, and the men lit the catapults, and then released the flaming projectiles.
"Gimli! Hold the line! I need you to hold them for a little while!" Faramir said. The King had begun to fight, alongside Gimli, and Legolas who was picking off Orcs one by one. Ronein was nowhere to be seen. Faramir feared the worst, but knew that Ronein was trained as a Ranger, and knew how to take care of himself. Suddenly an explosion rocked the central yard.
"They use the devilry that Saruman used!" Legolas cried. "We must take out those catapults!" As soon as Legolas spoke, the door smashed open, and orcs rushed through like water through a broken dam. Aragorn rushed forward with his men and seemingly halted the orcish army advance.
{My friend! I need you to destroy the siege weaponry of the enemy!} King Elessar cried to Legolas. The elf nodded, then with the grace of his kind, bounded up the stairs, cutting the uruks down that got in his way, although there were fewer now because of the open gate. There were three catapults that had been setup in the midst of battle, in the yard outside the second wall. Legolas took aim at one, and fired his arrow. The arrow pierced one of the explosive devices, and the result was a firey display. One of the catapults was now burning, and one was in pieces, but one was still standing. Legolas took aim once again, but he was distracted by many orcs coming to attack him. He had to fire his arrow into his attackers, and before long he had spent all of his arrows once again. With his knives, he was being pushed back. He could hear Aragorn shouting to him, and to others, to go help Legolas, but the elf knew that the men could not break any combat they were in. Then suddenly, a single man ran up the stairs, and began fighting with Legolas.
"Ronein?" The elf said, in shock that he could seemingly appear from nowhere just to save the elf.
"Yes, 'tis I! But let us waste not time with words. We must fight!" The man said. And so, Legolas and Ronein pushed their way through the seemingly endless tide of orcs.
"Smash those latter's, before we are overrun!" Aragorn shouted to them men. Those who weren't archers rushed to the front, to protect the wall. But the latter's were coming up too fast for the men to knock them all down. Uruks were coming up from the latter's. Aragorn slashed one's leg so it tripped, then swept Anduril across its face.
"Don't let them take the wall!" Aragorn cried out to his men. The high-pitched sound of whistling arrows was audible above the war cries, and the sounds of clashing weapons. Aragorn knew that this battle would surely take long, and it would be very tiring. Soon Faramir and Aragorn were fighting side by side, taking down the uruk's, one by one.
"Can we defeat them all?" Faramir said. Aragorn knew not the answer, nor did he have to. He nodded his head.
"It matters not! We must fight on, and hope that we can at least drive them away." The King said. Faramir nodded. Faramir slashed one's spear away, and then cut through its gut, then slashed its neck.
"I agree!" He shouted. As the steward spoke these words, orcish archers climbed the wall, and set themselves up in order to shoot at Faramir and Aragorn. One arrow flew by, and Aragorn knocked it away, knowing it was a futile attempt to try and attack them. Another flew at Faramir, but missed him narrowly. But before the Uruk could ready himself again, an arrow pierced its throat. Aragorn looked back, to see Legolas standing behind him, and firing another arrow.
"Need a little help Mellon Nin?" The Elf said, with a sly smile upon his face.
"Be quite and fight." Aragorn said, also with a sly smile.
Soon the orcs were coming such great force, that the forward wall had to be abandoned, and the men of Gondor had fallen back to the second inner wall. The outer layer of Osgiliath was now divided into three sections: the outer wall, the second inner wall, and after that, there was the third inner wall, and the rest of the city. Aragorn and Legolas stood with men on the top of the wall, and Faramir, Gimli, and Ronein led the men who were on the ground in between the inner walls. The orcs were again using latters to assail the top of the wall, and they were also trying to ram the door. Faramir stood at the door, in case the ram broke through. Legolas and archers were shooting the orcs that were holding the ram, but more just kept holding it up. Aragorn kicked a latter, and it smashed upon many of the orcs.
"Elendil! Elendil! For Gondor!" The King shouted. A cheer came from the men, and they pushed many of the uruks off the edge of the wall, back into the orc army. But the latter's were too many, as were the uruks, and they could not stop them all. Eventually, Legolas spent all of his arrows, and flung his knives into action. He parried a blade with one, and slit the orc's throat with the other. He nearly tripped over one of the other fallen archers, and then realized that the man's quiver was nearly full. Legolas put his knives away, then slung the quiver up, and grabbed all the arrows he could, and place them in his empty quiver. He then finished replacing his arrows, and once again, readied his bow. He shot faster than he ever had before, and felled nearly all the uruks on one side of the battering ram. But quickly more and more kept coming. Legolas signaled the man who was waiting to tell the men on the bottom. The orcs were already spilling down into the ground level. The man leaned over the edge of the wall, and shouted.
"Brace yourselves! The gate is about to be smashed!" Before he could say anything else though, an uruk pushed him over the edge. Legolas put in an arrow through the uruk's face though, and pulled it out again. He fired the arrow at an orc that was rushing towards King Elessar, and then kicked an orc that was behind him.
{Aragorn! We must fall back, we cannot hold!} Legolas cried. The king looked back, and nodded. He shouted for the men to fall back, so secure the central yard, in-between the walls.
Gimli and Faramir stood together, fighting their way through the orcs that were coming down from the stairs. The gate was braced by many pieces of wood, and logs, and such, but the door was failing. Gimli swung his ax, cleaving two orc heads off. Faramir stabbed one, and then slashed at another.
"Master dwarf! Your ax skill is as good as any man's I have ever seen! It is good fortune that brought you here today!" Faramir said, while parrying a blade. The dwarf let out a cry, then knocked an uruk over, and then smashed his ax into it while it lay on the ground.
"Bah! Fortune indeed! Let us hope that our good fortune lasts as long as it can!" Gimli said. Arrows whistled forward, into the orcs that were coming down from the wall. Aragorn and many men also fought their way down the stairs, while Legolas simply swung down a rope that was hanging off the wall. Aragorn was standing in the middle of the stairway, when he leapt down into a group of uruks crying "Elendil!"
"Elessar! We need your help!" Faramir shouted. Gimli picked up a small ax that had fallen, and tossed into an orc's gut. Faramir plunged his sword into an uruk's face, and stepped back. He looked back, and saw that the catapults he had ordered set up were ready to be fired. He signaled, and the men lit the catapults, and then released the flaming projectiles.
"Gimli! Hold the line! I need you to hold them for a little while!" Faramir said. The King had begun to fight, alongside Gimli, and Legolas who was picking off Orcs one by one. Ronein was nowhere to be seen. Faramir feared the worst, but knew that Ronein was trained as a Ranger, and knew how to take care of himself. Suddenly an explosion rocked the central yard.
"They use the devilry that Saruman used!" Legolas cried. "We must take out those catapults!" As soon as Legolas spoke, the door smashed open, and orcs rushed through like water through a broken dam. Aragorn rushed forward with his men and seemingly halted the orcish army advance.
{My friend! I need you to destroy the siege weaponry of the enemy!} King Elessar cried to Legolas. The elf nodded, then with the grace of his kind, bounded up the stairs, cutting the uruks down that got in his way, although there were fewer now because of the open gate. There were three catapults that had been setup in the midst of battle, in the yard outside the second wall. Legolas took aim at one, and fired his arrow. The arrow pierced one of the explosive devices, and the result was a firey display. One of the catapults was now burning, and one was in pieces, but one was still standing. Legolas took aim once again, but he was distracted by many orcs coming to attack him. He had to fire his arrow into his attackers, and before long he had spent all of his arrows once again. With his knives, he was being pushed back. He could hear Aragorn shouting to him, and to others, to go help Legolas, but the elf knew that the men could not break any combat they were in. Then suddenly, a single man ran up the stairs, and began fighting with Legolas.
"Ronein?" The elf said, in shock that he could seemingly appear from nowhere just to save the elf.
"Yes, 'tis I! But let us waste not time with words. We must fight!" The man said. And so, Legolas and Ronein pushed their way through the seemingly endless tide of orcs.