Chapter 4
Godric rallied his men, on the 2nd day after the battle, the men were well rested and ready to fight, Helga stayed back in Helms Deep, which had been partially restored to resemble a castle, had been turned in the Castle of the Ministry of Magic. A barrier protected the castle, but this time the barrier was not supported by many wizards but instead placed around the castle permanently. Godric's army advanced into the Aldus Mountains to free what was left of Gondor and its people. But on the peak of Mount Alpus, Gandalf's house lay in ashes, his beloved wife, Chloe, was dead and her head stuck on a pike outside the ruin. The army mourned as Godric, placed a temporary memorial for the doomed home and wife, and sent an owl (first use of Owl Post) to Gandalf of what had become of his home and wife.
Back at the castle, the owl had arrived, and as Gandalf read the letter, his anger boiled inside of him and he voice roared, shaking the castle. He refused any food or any visitors. Godric sent another owl to Gandalf telling him
"Quit mourning over your losses, at this time one needs to suck it up and mourn later, Gandalf you are our leader, you must be strong."
Short as the letter was, Gandalf was encouraged to revenge the loss of his dear wife. Back at Godric's outpost in the Aldus Mountains, was chatting merrily with his generals, when a loud bang and yelling broke the happy time, Godric and his generals rushed out of the tent and saw a lot of Oruks, a creation of Salazar's , a mixture of Orc and Uruk-Hai, and troll. They carried swords and shields, while most of the army was fighting back the foul beasts, Salazar's army appeared at Godric's army's backside, "We're surrounded, sir!" yelled one of the seven Generals.
"We must keep fighting," Godric yelled over the roar of the enemy, " no matter the cost, keep fighting" and he pulled out his was and his sword and slew the nearest foe.
Gandalf received another owl with an arrow through its wing and the letter for help still in its beak. He gathered his council and at once sent a wave of reinforcements, to aid the falling army. As this new wave approached the blood-stained slopes of the once beautiful Aldus Mountains, the scene was horrific, Oruks fleeing the battle only to be slain by the advancing reinforcements, as this wave regained one side of the mountains, the troubled Light Army, rang out with rejoicing, and continued fighting along side their new comrades, it was in this great battle that two friends fought together and died together. The greatest sacrifice, a friend dying in the place of another. Gimli fighting with his axe in one hand and his other gripped around a cane, was struck down by an enemy arrow and was on the ground awaiting the last blow, but it never came, instead as the oruk who came to slay the doomed dwarf, was slain by his dear friend, Legolas, who refused to protect his friend till a healer came. "You know you don't have to do this" Gimli said.
"I know that, but where's the fun in competing with a dead guy," Legolas joked.
Gimli chuckled, tears streaming down his face. "Legolas, look out!" he shouted as he swung his axe behind Legolas, slaying an oruk. "Thanks..." Legolas said as an arrow shot passed his head hitting Gimli in the forehead. "nooooooo!!!!" Legolas screamed kissing the blood-stained brow of Gimli, "Your death will not be in vain, dear friend" he said through his tears.
He rose from his knees picked up his swords and with a new rage, like a roaring fire, he struck the nearest wizard, slicing him to pieces and advanced on an oruk. The enemy knew his anger and some cowered when Legolas approached before he struck his deadly blow. Then as he struck down his 100th foe, an arrow from a nearby oruk, pierced his shoulder, Legolas pulled the arrow out and continued his fighting, refusing to fall even though a 2nd arrow shot him in the chest. He kept fighting until a 3rd arrow shot through his neck, Legolas gasped for breath as he turned around and saw the oruk who shot the last arrow laughing at him, but not for long, with his last strength Legolas plunged his sword into the belly of the beast, killing the foe. Then Legolas, an inch from death, dragged himself next to his fallen friend and said goodbye and breathed his last. Godric mourned at their friendship and the boldness of their revenge. The battle ended as another victory for Godric's army, though now just a handful of men. Salazar's army too weak to make another counter attacked fled Minas Tirith and retreated to Mordor. Gandalf was ecstatic at the news of the victory, but mourned for the fallen, especially Gimli and Legolas. Gandalf and Godric faced a problem their army was too weak and there was no extra wizards to come to their aid, the elves refused to send more elves, and Salazar's army was growing again. "We must place our trust in the Eagles once again" Gandalf said, "they come and go as they please, so we must hope, because that is all that is left.
Godric rallied his men, on the 2nd day after the battle, the men were well rested and ready to fight, Helga stayed back in Helms Deep, which had been partially restored to resemble a castle, had been turned in the Castle of the Ministry of Magic. A barrier protected the castle, but this time the barrier was not supported by many wizards but instead placed around the castle permanently. Godric's army advanced into the Aldus Mountains to free what was left of Gondor and its people. But on the peak of Mount Alpus, Gandalf's house lay in ashes, his beloved wife, Chloe, was dead and her head stuck on a pike outside the ruin. The army mourned as Godric, placed a temporary memorial for the doomed home and wife, and sent an owl (first use of Owl Post) to Gandalf of what had become of his home and wife.
Back at the castle, the owl had arrived, and as Gandalf read the letter, his anger boiled inside of him and he voice roared, shaking the castle. He refused any food or any visitors. Godric sent another owl to Gandalf telling him
"Quit mourning over your losses, at this time one needs to suck it up and mourn later, Gandalf you are our leader, you must be strong."
Short as the letter was, Gandalf was encouraged to revenge the loss of his dear wife. Back at Godric's outpost in the Aldus Mountains, was chatting merrily with his generals, when a loud bang and yelling broke the happy time, Godric and his generals rushed out of the tent and saw a lot of Oruks, a creation of Salazar's , a mixture of Orc and Uruk-Hai, and troll. They carried swords and shields, while most of the army was fighting back the foul beasts, Salazar's army appeared at Godric's army's backside, "We're surrounded, sir!" yelled one of the seven Generals.
"We must keep fighting," Godric yelled over the roar of the enemy, " no matter the cost, keep fighting" and he pulled out his was and his sword and slew the nearest foe.
Gandalf received another owl with an arrow through its wing and the letter for help still in its beak. He gathered his council and at once sent a wave of reinforcements, to aid the falling army. As this new wave approached the blood-stained slopes of the once beautiful Aldus Mountains, the scene was horrific, Oruks fleeing the battle only to be slain by the advancing reinforcements, as this wave regained one side of the mountains, the troubled Light Army, rang out with rejoicing, and continued fighting along side their new comrades, it was in this great battle that two friends fought together and died together. The greatest sacrifice, a friend dying in the place of another. Gimli fighting with his axe in one hand and his other gripped around a cane, was struck down by an enemy arrow and was on the ground awaiting the last blow, but it never came, instead as the oruk who came to slay the doomed dwarf, was slain by his dear friend, Legolas, who refused to protect his friend till a healer came. "You know you don't have to do this" Gimli said.
"I know that, but where's the fun in competing with a dead guy," Legolas joked.
Gimli chuckled, tears streaming down his face. "Legolas, look out!" he shouted as he swung his axe behind Legolas, slaying an oruk. "Thanks..." Legolas said as an arrow shot passed his head hitting Gimli in the forehead. "nooooooo!!!!" Legolas screamed kissing the blood-stained brow of Gimli, "Your death will not be in vain, dear friend" he said through his tears.
He rose from his knees picked up his swords and with a new rage, like a roaring fire, he struck the nearest wizard, slicing him to pieces and advanced on an oruk. The enemy knew his anger and some cowered when Legolas approached before he struck his deadly blow. Then as he struck down his 100th foe, an arrow from a nearby oruk, pierced his shoulder, Legolas pulled the arrow out and continued his fighting, refusing to fall even though a 2nd arrow shot him in the chest. He kept fighting until a 3rd arrow shot through his neck, Legolas gasped for breath as he turned around and saw the oruk who shot the last arrow laughing at him, but not for long, with his last strength Legolas plunged his sword into the belly of the beast, killing the foe. Then Legolas, an inch from death, dragged himself next to his fallen friend and said goodbye and breathed his last. Godric mourned at their friendship and the boldness of their revenge. The battle ended as another victory for Godric's army, though now just a handful of men. Salazar's army too weak to make another counter attacked fled Minas Tirith and retreated to Mordor. Gandalf was ecstatic at the news of the victory, but mourned for the fallen, especially Gimli and Legolas. Gandalf and Godric faced a problem their army was too weak and there was no extra wizards to come to their aid, the elves refused to send more elves, and Salazar's army was growing again. "We must place our trust in the Eagles once again" Gandalf said, "they come and go as they please, so we must hope, because that is all that is left.