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'

I

followed

you

to

shake

off

sleep

,

'

said

Gimli

;

'

but

I

looked

on

the

hillmen

and

they

seemed

over

large

for

me

,

so

I

sat

beside

a

stone

to

see

your

sword-play

.

'

'

I

shall

not

find

it

easy

to

repay

you

,

'

said

Éomer

.

'

There

may

be

many

a

chance

ere

the

night

is

over

,

'

laughed

the

Dwarf

.

'

But

I

am

content

.

Till

now

I

have

hewn

naught

but

wood

since

I

left

Moria

.

'

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'

Two

!

'

said

Gimli

,

patting

his

axe

.

He

had

returned

to

his

place

on

the

wall

.

'

Two

?

'

said

Legolas

.

'

I

have

done

better

,

though

now

I

must

grope

for

spent

arrows

;

all

mine

are

gone

.

Yet

I

make

my

tale

twenty

at

the

least

.

But

that

is

only

a

few

leaves

in

a

forest

.

'

The

sky

now

was

quickly

clearing

and

the

sinking

moon

was

shining

brightly

.

But

the

light

brought

little

hope

to

the

Riders

of

the

Mark

.

The

enemy

before

them

seemed

to

have

grown

rather

than

diminished

,

still

more

were

pressing

up

from

the

valley

through

the

breach

.

The

sortie

upon

the

Rock

gained

only

a

brief

respite

.

The

assault

on

the

gates

was

redoubled

.

Against

the

Deeping

Wall

the

hosts

of

Isengard

roared

like

a

sea

.

Orcs

and

hillmen

swarmed

about

its

feet

from

end

to

end

.

Ropes

with

grappling

hooks

were

hurled

over

the

parapet

faster

than

men

could

cut

them

or

fling

them

back

.

Hundreds

of

long

ladders

were

lifted

up

.

Many

were

cast

down

in

ruin

,

but

many

more

replaced

them

,

and

Orcs

sprang

up

them

like

apes

in

the

dark

forests

of

the

South

.

Before

the

wall

's

foot

the

dead

and

broken

were

piled

like

shingle

in

a

storm

;

ever

higher

rose

the

hideous

mounds

,

and

still

the

enemy

came

on

.

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The

men

of

Rohan

grew

weary

.

All

their

arrows

were

spent

,

and

every

shaft

was

shot

;

their

swords

were

notched

,

and

their

shields

were

riven

.

Three

times

Aragorn

and

Éomer

rallied

them

,

and

three

times

Andúril

flamed

in

a

desperate

charge

that

drove

the

enemy

from

the

wall

.

Then

a

clamour

arose

in

the

Deep

behind

.

Orcs

had

crept

like

rats

through

the

culvert

through

which

the

stream

flowed

out

.

There

they

had

gathered

in

the

shadow

of

the

cliffs

,

until

the

assault

above

was

hottest

and

nearly

all

the

men

of

the

defence

had

rushed

to

the

wall

's

top

.

Then

they

sprang

out

.

Already

some

had

passed

into

the

jaws

of

the

Deep

and

were

among

the

horses

,

fighting

with

the

guards

.

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