The three of Carl were walking slowly towards the gate of Edoras on horseback at the moment, surrounded by guards of soldiers.
Gandalf rode on the horse and cast a glance at Carl beside him. Seeing that Carl was still indifferent, he said helplessly:
"Carl, don't be angry, you can't blame me for this.
Carl smiled. "Gandalf, how can you see that I'm angry? Also, how can I blame you? You think too much."
Words fall.
"And yet, what is this?" Gandalf suddenly took out a nail from the cuff, which seemed to be stained with blood.
This "?" Carl looked at Gandalf suspiciously. "Nails, what's wrong?"
"I know it's a nail!" shouted Gandalf, with a black line on his face: "I ask you, did you put it on my saddle!"
This kid Carl is really bad, he just did something wrong and stabbed his ass with a needle, is it too much?
"Gandalf, how can you slander other people's innocence out of thin air, and your eyes see that I put it? Who can testify for you?"
Carl shouted, as if a little wronged.
"Don't make excuses."
Gandalf, whose white beard was almost crooked, cried out,
"I asked, the soldiers said, you asked them for nails this morning, how dare you say no?"
"?" Carl was stunned, then took the nail from Gandalf's hand and looked at it, "It's really mine!"
"How strange!"
"I searched for a long time this morning and couldn't find it. It turned out to be on your saddle. You didn't say it earlier, and I wasted so much time!" Carl's words were full of complaints.
Gandalf:
Looking at Carl with sincere eyes, innocent and aggrieved face, at this moment, he really wanted to get off his horse and pick up his sword, rush up, and fight to the death.
This is really shameless! Gandalf thought sadly.
Bilbo, who was beside him, smiled at Gandalf's expression of bitterness, but he still persuaded:
Gandalf "Don't blame Carl, who told you to let that Saruman go?"
Gandalf turned his head upon hearing the sound, his face still helpless, and then sighed:
"I don't want to let him go, but who would have thought that Saruman would be so despicable."
"It was clear that if he was caught without his hands, I wouldn't do anything to him. But I broke the promise in a blink of an eye, and turned my head and attacked me.
Gandalf shook his head, looking a little sad, thinking of what had happened yesterday.
Yesterday, he and Bilbo followed Carl, the three of them, to track down what Carl said was "the real killer" who framed the people on the Andaine.
They walked up the river, following Carl's tracking instructions, until they reached the Eisen ferry.
The Isen River is the borderline of the Rohan Kingdom, and beyond that is the Ained region.
The Ained area is a vast wasteland. There are no rivers, no trees, flowers and birds. Except for stones and gravel, it is a vast sky like smoke.
Sometimes a gust of wind blows, and it can bring endless yellow sand.
This is a land of misery, a barren land.
Of course, despite such desolation, there are still a group of people living in the area of Ained that is close to the Misty Mountains.
This group of people were born with no scruples, did not obey the rules, and were wild and untamed. Even the Kingdom of Rohan was afraid of them. They were the black barbarians.
Therefore, after stepping into this land, Gandalf couldn't help but think of these barbarians who had beaten him badly.
He tried to persuade Carl to be careful, but Carl told them to head straight for the Darkman's base camp.
This act of disobedience, for Gandalf, was indeed quite exciting and tearful.
But, in fact, Carl didn't seem to have guessed wrong, and the man who caused the people on the Andaine to suffer was indeed hiding here.
At that time, they could see it from a distance – that guy in white robe, standing in the middle of that group of black barbarians, he looked so conspicuous and famous.
Gandalf recognized it at a glance, it was his brother, his companion, and the wizard Saruman.
Since the last time he had parted in Dol Guldur, his brother had gone to this barren mountain? This was indeed a surprise to Gandalf.
Saruman was celebrating with the savage people, who were shouting at the majestic view of the Andaine River, so when Carl brought them there, he knew who the alleged culprit was.
It turned out that Saruman did the poison.
He actually wanted to help these black barbarians attack the people on the Andain River, and he also planned to attack the Rohan Kingdom.
This is a shocking event.
Then things came naturally — Carl proposed to ambush to kill Saruman.
At the beginning of the plan, everything was going well, and they found an opportunity to trap Saruman.
However, because of Gandalf's negligence, Saruman caught the opportunity and ran away.
This thwarted their original plan.
And this also led to Carl's attitude towards him now.
Gandalf's memory flashed, his face finally softened, and he turned to look at Carl:
"Okay, Carl, I know my mistake caused this trouble, I hope you'll forgive me!
Carl withdrew a look at Gandalf, seeing that he was really embarrassed, but shook his head, sighed, and said slowly:
"Gandalf, I know that you are old and easy to soften!"
"But if you're soft-hearted, it also depends on the object and the target.
"Your companion – Saruman has dedicated himself to the darkness, he has become a slave of desire, you can no longer use your kindness to influence him."
"And if you are in the face of him with such a careless heart, it is very easy to be killed by him."
Carl looked at Gandalf seriously,
"Gandalf, you are a good man and should not have died like this."
"So, when doing things, it's best to keep your eyes open and learn to protect yourself."
Carl was a little speechless at Gandalf's kindness, but he wasn't really angry.
Gandalf was stunned again when he heard the words, then nodded and said solemnly:
"Don't worry, Carl, I'll take your advice to heart."
He did get careless.
The city gate of Edoras was finally approaching, and the three of Carl also saw King Rohan standing at the gate, as well as the rows of people who were welcoming him.
The three of them did not expect that Seychelle would come out to greet him in person. Moreover, looking at the battle, it seemed too grand.
The whole city of Edoras is here now. This is really frightening!
Gandalf could not help adjusting his high hat, and Bilbo also straightened his coat and straightened his body.
So many people can't lose their image.
Gandalf and Bilbo were both proud at the moment. Although the antidote was not developed by them, it was still a contribution.
It seems that sometimes following Carl can still benefit from it.
Just as he was thinking about it, Carl stood up against the horse's back, and a brisk and loud shout came out of his mouth:
"People of Rohan, please rejoice, the great hero has returned, and all the haze is gone from us! Peace will be restored to the lives of all.
"So, please let us vent to our heart's content! Shout out what we want!"
The words fell, and after a brief silence, the shouts of the crowd suddenly resounded through the sky.
Everyone excitedly gathered around, pulled Gandalf off his horse, and threw him into the sky!
They shouted in unison: "Hero! Hero! Hero!"
Let Gandalf be messed up in the wind..