This is the latter.

Because of the hatred with the Rohan Kingdom, I cannot rely on my own strength to deal with them.

So naturally, there was a plan to surrender to the stronger Saruman.

"On behalf of all my tribesmen, I am willing to be loyal to you and fight for you!"

The middle-aged black and barbarian leader stood in front of Saruman and spoke solemnly.

Even though he guessed the purpose of the guy in front of him, when he actually heard the other party's words, Saruman immediately became extremely happy and excited.

But Saruman's acting skills have always been very good. He looked at the other party with a calm expression and said without any fluctuation: "Loyalty is not just about saying it, I need your oath!"

The leader of the Black Barbarian Land was obviously prepared for him, so he immediately pulled out the dagger from his waist and started to gesture on his other palm.

The Blood Oath has always been the highest and most serious oath of the Black Barbarians. Saruman, who knew something about the Black Barbarians, was very clear.

When the blood in my palm fell, the middle-aged leader held the blood and dagger tightly and saluted to Saruman respectfully and said, "From now on, I will continue to fight for Saruman until death!"

Seeing the other party's actions and oaths, Saruman was very satisfied.

However, he heard what the other party had just said, and then asked coldly: "I have any opinions in your tribe against surrendering to me?"

"I dare not hide it from the master, there is indeed..."

The middle-aged leader replied immediately and claimed himself in the name of Saruman.

"Then take me to see who I can't resist Aisinger's order and Saruman's order!"

Hearing different voices, Saruman immediately spoke coldly.

Soon, the white-robed wizard Saruman led the Black Barbarian leader behind him and an army of strong orc warriors to head out of the Aisinger Circular Square.

......

Rohan.

Located at the foot of the White Mountains, the royal city "Edoras".

The palace of the kings of Rohan: Medusseld (also known as the "Golden Palace") is located at the highest point of the entire royal city.

At this time, in the brightly lit and spacious and luxurious palace hall.

A middle-aged man wearing a luxurious royal robe, a golden crown, a hunchbacked body, a pale face and a dull eyes were sitting on the throne in the center of the hall.

Not far away in front of him.

Two people were standing at this time.

A tall human man with a long sword on his waist, a armored body, fully armed.

The other one is a girl with beautiful golden hair, tall figure, fair skin, blue eyes and elegant temperament.

Curled on the throne is the current king of Rohan Kingdom "Sioton".

The tall man standing not far away was the marshal of the Rohan Kingdom, the son of the sister of King Heodon of Rohan, and his nephew "Iomer".

Beside Iomeer, the beautiful girl with long golden hair, fair skin and beautiful appearance, elegant temperament, and a perfect figure out of a tight long skirt is called "Iomewen".

Iowen is the niece of King Heodon of Rohan and Iower's real sister.

"Your Majesty, your son is seriously injured now..."

Iowen spoke softly, and Iower immediately responded: "Siojed was ambushed, it was done by the orcs."

The two siblings finished speaking.

I saw that the uncle in front of me, the once extremely wise King Rohan, can only sit on the throne with no eyes, without saying a word, like a walking corpse.

"Your Majesty, if we cannot defend our territory..."

Seeing that his uncle's face was dull, as if he hadn't heard what he and his sister said, Iomel was dissatisfied, but he had no choice but to speak in a deep voice: "Sooner or later, all of his territory will be taken away by Saruman!"

The heavy words fell.

At this time, a sudden sound suddenly came out.

“Nonsense…”

With this sound.

There was also a man in a black robe with an extremely pale face and a gloomy temperament, who was as beautiful as a poisonous snake.

"The white-robed wizard Saruman has long been our ally, how could he plunder our land?"

The man in black robe refuted Iomer's words and walked into the hall with a gloomy expression.

When King Siodon, who was curled up on the throne, he seemed to have seen the man in black robe. When he saw the man in black, he immediately spoke weakly: "Grima..."

“Grima…”

Grima: nicknamed "Yingshe", he was the chief adviser of King Xiorton of Rohan. But in fact, Saruman, who was serving Aisinger secretly, informed him of the affairs of Rohan, and was always deeply trusted by King Xiorton.

Iomel took his eyes back from the traitor Grima, and took a deep breath, continuing to look at his uncle and said in a deep voice: "The orcs are rampant on our land and kill them wantonly, and no one can stop them..."

"And, I found evidence..."

Iomel said and threw a piece of steel breastplate hidden behind him in front of King Siodon's throne.

It was a piece of armor with white palm marks.

"What else do you have to say, Grima?"

Iomel asked coldly as he looked at the black-robed venomous snake squatting in front of the throne.

Grima's face changed when he was slapped in the face, but he quickly realized. He looked at Iomele and said, "Do you know your uncle is worried about you, and you are still annoying him with these things?"

"Worry about me?" Iomel asked back.

"Of course, worrying that you only want to fight Saruman all day, and to bring Rohan into the abyss of the War of Destruction all day."

Grima's venomous snake, hidden in the shadow, stared at Iomele coldly with his eyes, and said coldly: "You traitor with impure motives!"

"I'm a traitor?"

Hearing this word, at this moment, Iomele's heart was instantly swallowed by endless anger. He finally couldn't help it. He strode forward and grabbed Grima's chest, and said hatefully: "You are the traitor Grima!"

After the words came to an end, Iomele threw the Grima in his hand out.

The moment he took action, Iomele realized that something was wrong, but he couldn't help it.

But he didn't have time to think about it.

The sound of rapid footsteps immediately came from outside the hall.

The four guards rushed in and attacked and grabbed Iomele who had not resisted.

Grima slowly stood up, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then took out a bright yellow paper roll from his arms.

Opening the paper scroll, Grima walked to Iomer with the expulsion order printed with King Hiodon's seal and mocked: "From today, you will be expelled from all the territory of Rohan, and you will never step into Rohan again..."

......

Eastern territory of Luohan.

Morgan Gandalf and Legolaskinli team are running fast in the continuous dry river.

"Quick, here!"

"Those orcs accelerated, maybe they discovered us..."

Legolas ran quickly at the forefront of the team and kept saying.

At this time, Morgan, who was following behind, suddenly saw a green leaf buckle pin on the ground that was stepped into the sand and stone.

"Lorion's leaves won't fall for no reason..."

Morgan looked at the leaf buckle pin in his hand. This was the buckle pin on the cloak given to each of the expedition members by Lord Kellerpeng and Mrs. Galadriel, who was very clear.

"It's true, they may still be alive."

Gandalf, who arrived behind, looked at the green pin-up leaves in Morgan's hand and spoke in a deep voice.

"There is still a rescue, speed up..."

The two looked at each other and both saw this meaning in each other's eyes.

Time passes slowly.

When the orange sunset in the western sky sets again.

The world fell into darkness.
Chapter completed!