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Then
when
Fingon
heard
afar
the
great
trumpet
of
Turgon
his
brother
,
the
shadow
passed
and
his
heart
was
uplifted
,
and
he
shouted
aloud
:
’
Utulie
’
n
aure
!
Aiya
Eldalie
ar
Atanatari
,
utulie
’
n
aure
!
The
day
has
come
!
Behold
,
people
of
the
Eldar
and
Fathers
of
Men
,
the
day
has
come
!
’
And
all
those
who
heard
his
great
voice
echo
in
the
hills
answered
crying
:
’
Auta
i
lome
!
The
night
is
passing
!
’
Now
Morgoth
,
who
knew
much
of
what
was
done
and
designed
by
his
enemies
,
chose
his
hour
,
and
trusting
in
his
treacherous
servants
to
hold
back
Maedhros
and
prevent
the
union
of
his
foes
he
sent
a
force
seeming
great
(
and
yet
but
part
of
all
that
he
had
made
ready
)
towards
Hithlum
;
and
they
were
clad
all
in
dun
raiment
and
showed
no
naked
steel
,
and
thus
were
already
far
over
the
sands
of
Anfauglith
before
their
approach
was
seen
.
Then
the
hearts
of
the
Noldor
grew
hot
,
and
their
captains
wished
to
assail
their
foes
upon
the
plain
;
but
Hurin
spoke
against
it
,
and
bade
them
beware
of
the
guile
of
Morgoth
,
whose
strength
was
always
greater
than
it
seemed
,
and
his
purpose
other
than
he
revealed
.
And
though
the
signal
of
the
approach
of
Maedhros
came
not
,
and
the
host
grew
impatient
,
Hurin
urged
them
still
to
await
it
,
and
to
let
the
Orcs
break
themselves
in
assault
upon
the
hills
.
But
the
Captain
of
Morgoth
in
the
west
had
been
commanded
to
draw
out
Fingon
swiftly
from
his
hills
by
whatever
means
he
could
.
He
marched
on
therefore
until
the
front
of
his
battle
was
drawn
up
before
the
stream
of
Sirion
,
from
the
walls
of
the
fortress
of
Eithel
Sirion
to
the
inflowing
of
Rivil
at
the
Fen
of
Serech
;
and
the
outposts
of
Fingon
could
see
the
eyes
of
their
enemies
.
But
there
was
no
answer
to
his
challenge
,
and
the
taunts
of
the
Orcs
faltered
as
they
looked
upon
the
silent
walls
and
the
hidden
threat
of
the
hills
.
Then
the
Captain
of
Morgoth
sent
out
riders
with
tokens
of
parley
,
and
they
rode
up
before
the
outworks
of
the
Barad
Eithel
.
With
them
they
brought
Gelmir
son
of
Guilin
,
that
lord
of
Nargothrond
whom
they
had
captured
in
the
Bragollach
;
and
they
had
blinded
him
.
Then
the
heralds
of
Angband
showed
him
forth
,
crying
:
’
We
have
many
more
such
at
home
,
but
you
must
make
haste
if
you
would
find
them
;
for
we
shall
deal
with
them
all
when
we
return
even
so
.
’
And
they
hewed
off
Gelmir
’
s
hands
and
feet
,
and
his
head
last
,
within
sight
of
the
Elves
,
and
left
him
.
By
ill
chance
,
at
that
place
in
the
outworks
stood
Gwindor
of
Nargothrond
,
the
brother
of
Gelmir
.
Now
his
wrath
was
kindled
to
madness
,
and
he
leapt
forth
on
horseback
,
and
many
riders
with
him
;
and
they
pursued
the
heralds
and
slew
them
,
and
drove
on
deep
into
the
main
host
.
And
seeing
this
all
the
host
of
the
Noldor
was
set
on
fire
,
and
Fingon
put
on
his
white
helm
and
sounded
his
trumpets
,
and
all
the
host
of
Hithlum
leapt
forth
from
the
hills
in
sudden
onslaught
.
The
light
of
the
drawing
of
the
swords
of
the
Noldor
was
like
a
fire
in
a
field
of
reeds
;
and
so
fell
and
swift
was
their
onset
that
almost
the
designs
of
Morgoth
went
astray
.
Before
the
army
that
he
sent
westward
could
be
strengthened
it
was
swept
away
,
and
the
banners
of
Fingon
passed
over
Anfauglith
and
were
raised
before
the
walls
of
Angband
.
Ever
in
the
forefront
of
that
battle
went
Gwindor
and
the
Elves
of
Nargothrond
,
and
even
now
they
could
not
be
restrained
;
and
they
burst
through
the
Gate
and
slew
the
guards
upon
the
very
stairs
of
Angband
,
and
Morgoth
trembled
upon
his
deep
throne
,
hearing
them
beat
upon
his
doors
.
But
they
were
trapped
there
,
and
all
were
slain
save
Gwindor
only
,
whom
they
took
alive
;
for
Fingon
could
not
come
to
their
aid
.
By
many
secret
doors
in
Thangorodrim
Morgoth
had
let
issue
forth
his
main
host
that
he
held
in
waiting
,
and
Fingon
was
beaten
back
with
great
loss
from
the
walls
.
Then
in
the
plain
of
Anfauglith
,
on
the
fourth
day
of
the
war
,
there
began
Nirnaeth
Arnoediad
,
Unnumbered
Tears
,
for
no
song
or
tale
can
contain
all
its
grief
.
The
host
of
Fingon
retreated
over
the
sands
,
and
Haldir
lord
of
the
Haladin
was
slain
in
the
rearguard
;
with
him
fell
most
of
the
Men
of
Brethil
,
and
came
never
back
to
their
woods
.
But
on
the
fifth
day
as
night
fell
,
and
they
were
still
far
from
Ered
Wethrin
,
the
Orcs
surrounded
the
host
of
Hithlum
,
and
they
fought
until
day
,
pressed
ever
closer
.
In
the
morning
came
hope
,
when
the
horns
of
Turgon
were
heard
as
he
marched
up
with
the
main
host
of
Gondolin
;
for
they
had
been
stationed
southward
guarding
the
Pass
of
Sirion
,
and
Turgon
restrained
most
of
his
people
from
the
rash
onslaught
.
Now
he
hastened
to
the
aid
of
his
brother
;
and
the
Gondolindrim
were
strong
and
clad
in
mail
,
and
their
ranks
shone
like
a
river
of
steel
in
the
sun
.
Now
the
phalanx
of
the
guard
of
the
King
broke
through
the
ranks
of
the
Orcs
,
and
Turgon
hewed
his
way
to
the
side
of
his
brother
;
and
it
is
told
that
the
meeting
of
Turgon
with
Hurin
,
who
stood
beside
Fingon
,
was
glad
in
the
midst
of
battle
.
Then
hope
was
renewed
in
the
hearts
of
the
Elves
;
and
in
that
very
time
,
at
the
third
hour
of
morning
,
the
trumpets
of
Maedhros
were
heard
at
last
coming
up
from
the
east
,
and
the
banners
of
the
sons
of
Feanor
assailed
the
enemy
in
the
rear
.
Some
have
said
that
even
then
the
Eldar
might
have
won
the
day
,
had
all
their
hosts
proved
faithful
;
for
the
Orcs
wavered
,
and
their
onslaught
was
stayed
,
and
already
some
were
turning
to
flight
.
But
even
as
the
vanguard
of
Maedhros
came
upon
the
Orcs
,
Morgoth
loosed
his
last
strength
,
and
Angband
was
emptied
.
There
came
wolves
,
and
wolfriders
,
and
there
came
Balrogs
,
and
dragons
,
and
Glaurung
father
of
dragons
.
The
strength
and
terror
of
the
Great
Worm
were
now
great
indeed
,
and
Elves
and
Men
withered
before
him
;
and
he
came
between
the
hosts
of
Maedhros
and
Fingon
and
swept
them
apart
.
