Chapter 24 Chapter 20 The Fifth Battle—Ninanth Anundiade

It is said that Beren and Lúthien returned to the northern lands of Middle-earth, and that they came to life in Doriath's flesh, and lived many years together as mortal man and woman.Those who saw them were glad and frightened; and Lucien went to Menegroth, and stretched out her hand on Thingol, and removed the winter that had hung over him.However, Melian looked into her daughter's eyes, read the fate written on it, and couldn't help turning around and leaving; because she knew that the parting that was far beyond the end of the world was already lying between them, what Melian felt in her heart at that time The grief that surges up is far heavier than all parents who have lost their children in the world.Beren and Lucien left the people, not fearing hunger or thirst, and they went on, crossing the Gillian River to Ossirian, and dwelt on the verdant Isle of Garland in the middle of the Adurante until their end. .The Eldar later called the land the land of Finn y Guina, meaning "Land of Life and Death."There they gave birth to the beautiful Deo Alanier, who was later called Deo Eluhir, which means "Heir of Thingol".No Men spoke with Beren son of Barahir when he returned; nor was there seen when Beren and Lucien left the world, or where they were buried.

In those days, the deeds of Beren and Lucien were written into ballads, and they were sung all over Beleriand. Then Maedhros, son of Feanor, knew that Morgoth was not invincible, so he cheered up again.But if they do not unite again soon, and re-alliance and consult, Morgoth will break them individually and utterly destroy them.So he started running again to encourage the Eldar to seize the opportunity, and this alliance was called the "Maedhros Alliance". Yet the oaths of Feanor and the evils which the oaths caused did injure the plans of Maedhros, and he received much less help than he should have had.Because of the evil done by Celegorm and Curufin, Orocles would not listen to any of the sons of Feanor to march; and the Elves of Nargothrond still trusted in the defense of their strongholds by ambushes or assassinations.From Nargothrond, therefore, came only a small company, led by Gwindor son of Golin; Brother Jimil, whose whereabouts are unknown in the Battle of Bangorach, is deeply saddened.They bore the coat of arms of House Fingolfin, and rode under the banner of Fingon; and all but one of them never returned.

Less help came from Doriath.Maedhros and his brothers, bound by oath, had sent letters to Thingol, demanding in a haughty tone that he should hand over the Silmaril at once, or else they would be bitter enemies.Melian persuaded Thingol to hand over the gem; however, the arrogant and threatening words of the sons of Feanor made Thingol very angry. He thought that the gem was obtained because of the pain of Lucien and the blood of Beren, not to mention the fact that Celler Gong and Culufen also have something wrong with Lucian.Every day, the more he looked at the Silmarillion, the more he wanted to keep it forever; and such was the power of that gem.So he sent the messenger back with a scornful reply.To this Maedhros made no reply, for he was busy wrangling new alliances and co-operations among the Elves; When they have won Morgoth they will kill Thingol and destroy his people.Thingol then endeavored to strengthen the frontiers of the country, and at the same time refused to send troops to fight, and no one in all Doriath would go except Maybolon and Beleg; .Thingol permitted them both to go, if they would not help the son of Feanor; and they both joined Fingon's banner.

But Maedhros had the help of the Nogrin, who were willing to send not only troops, but also a great deal of arms; and the metalsmiths of Nogrod and Belegost were very busy these days.And Maedhros assembled again his brother, and all who would follow them; people to help.In addition, Fingon, who was in the west and had always had a close friendship with Maedhros, adopted the suggestion from Simlin, and the elves who lived in Hithlon and the humans of the house of Hador began to prepare for war.The people of Halis, who lived in the Bethil Forest, sharpened their axes under the convening of the leader Hamill; but Hamill passed away on the eve of the war, and his son Hadir led the army.This news also reached the hidden king of Gondolin, Tegon.

But Maedhros couldn't wait to test his strength before the end of Plan Street was fully deployed; he drove all Orcs out of the northern lands of Beleriand, and even Dortsonian was at peace for a while; but this Let Morgoth be aware of the comeback of the Eldar and its allies, so he stepped up his plan to destroy them.He sent more spies and traitors among them, which was his best way at present, and the human rebel army he secretly planted was still hidden deep beside Feanor's son. At last Maedhros called all Elves, Men, and Dwarves he could ally, and resolved to attack Angband from east to west;He hoped that, when he came nearer to battle, the hosts of Morgoth would come forth to meet them, and that Fingon would send forth from all sides of Hethron; smash.The signal for this stratagem was to light a great beacon on Dorthornion.

On the morning when Midsummer's battle was appointed, all the horns of the Eldar blew in praise of the rising sun; and the sons of Feanor hoisted their banners on the east, and on the west were the banners of Fingon, High King of Norland.Fingon looked from the walls of the stronghold of the Springs of Sirion, and his host was in the woods and valleys of the eastern foot of the Weslins, well hidden from the enemy's sight; .All the Noldor that dwelt in Hithron were mobilized, and to this were added the Elves of the Falas, and the host that Gwindor had brought from Nargothrond, and besides he had the power of Men: at his right hand Before them was the host of Dor-lumin, and at the head of them was Húrin the valiant, and Hul his brother, and with them stood Hadir of Basil, and all that Hadir had summoned from the forest. Many people.

Fingon turned and looked at An'gorodrome, and dark clouds hung over the pinnacles, and black smoke spewed upward; and he knew that Morgoth was wrathful, and accepted their challenge.A shadow of doubt fell suddenly on Fingon's heart; and he looked eastward, to see with the keen eye of the Elves whether he could find the smoke that the host of Maedhros had raised over the plains of Amferglis.He did not know that Maedhros stood still, delayed by Udo's cunning, accursed Udo, who deceived him with false intelligence of an attack from Angband. At this moment, deafening cheers came from one valley after another in the south with the wind, and the elves and humans cheered full of surprise.Uncalled, and unforeseen, Turgan opened the gates of Gondolin, and led ten thousand mighty hosts into battle, clad in shining armor, with swords and spears in their hands shining brightly. The forest of swords and halberds.When Fingon heard the horn of his brother Turgon in the distance, the shadow was lifted, and his heart was lifted again, and he cried aloud, "Utulie'n aure! Aiya Eldalie ar Atanatari, utulie' na aure! The day has come at last! Behold, the people of the Elves and the ancestors of men, the day has come at last!" All those on the hill who heard his loud cry responded in unison: "Auta i lome! the night is over!"

Now Morgoth, knowing the dispositions and movements of his foes, chose his hour, trusting that his cunning lieutenants would hold Maedhros from their combined attack, and he sent a force that seemed A mighty (but really only a portion of all his ready strength) marched toward Hethron; this army was clad in dun-brown clothing and shoes, and all weapons were blinded, so wait until When they were discovered, they were already quite deep in the Amferglides Desert. When the Noldor saw them, they couldn't help being impatient, and their captains wanted to rush up and kill each other on the spot; but Húrin objected, and advised them to beware of Morgoth's cunning, for his strength is always He has always surpassed what he saw, and he has never revealed his cards all at once.Therefore, although the signal from Maedhros still did not come, and his own army began to be impatient, Hurin still asked them to wait, preferring to let the approaching orcs divide into small groups and attack the hills.

It was commanded the Captain of the host that Morgoth had sent to the west, that Fingon's host should be drawn as soon as possible from the mountains where they hid by all means.Wherefore he brought his host close to the banks of Sirion, from before the walls of the strongholds of the Springs of Sirion to the Marshes of Sirish, into which the Springs of Reviel poured;No one responded to such a provocation, and the half-orcs sneered and cursed. When they saw the silent city wall and the threat hidden behind it, they began to become timid.So the captain of Morgoth sent his cavalry to negotiate with the captives, and they rode straight to the outside of the fort. Zimir's son; they blindfolded him.The herald of Angband pushed him forward, and cried, "We have many of these at home, and if you seek them out, do so quickly; for we will surely deal with them when we return." And then Living before the eyes of the elves they cut off Jimmel's limbs, and at last cut off his head, and left him to go.

It so happened, and so badly, that standing on the outside of the fortress was Gwindor of Nargothrond, brother of Gimmel, whose rage became mad at this point, and he mounted his horse and rushed out, and many horsemen They also rushed forward after him; they overtook and killed the small group of orcs just now, and then went deep into the enemy army regardless of their own safety.Seeing this, the whole host of the Noldor seemed to be on fire, and Fingon put on his white helm, and sounded his horn, and the host of Hithlon charged fiercely from the hill, and charged upon his horses.The long swords drawn by the Noldor flashed like a sea of ​​fire in a field of reeds; and their attack was so fierce and swift that the plot of Morgoth nearly failed.The host he sent west was swept away before he could entangle the enemy, and the banners of Fingon marched across the desert of Amphogris to the walls of Angband.Galwyn and the elves of Nargothrond, who were always at the vanguard of this great army, were no longer able to stop them; Si heard the loud sound of their drums beating deep in the ground, and couldn't help shaking.But there they were caught in a trap, and all were slain except Gwindor, whom they took alive into Angband; and Fingon was too far to save them.From the secret gates of many passages on all sides of Angolodrome Morgoth unleashed the main force of his long-suffering host, and Fingon was driven back hard before the walls, with great loss.

And so, on the fourth day of the Great War, on the plains of Amphoglides, began Ninens Anundia de Yan—“The Countless Tears,” of which no song or story can tell sorrow and mourning.Fingon's host was retreating on the desert, and Hadir the leader of Haradin was slain in the rear guard, and almost all the people of Basil fell with him, and never returned to their woods.When night fell on the fifth day, the remaining army of Heathlon was still quite far away from the Weslin Mountains, but they were already surrounded by goblins. They fought all night until dawn, advancing inch by inch, trying to fight back. .At dawn, hope finally came.Turgon's host of Gondolin came to reinforcements with the sound of the trumpets; and they had guarded the South Passes of Sirion, and Turgon restrained most of his men, and did not rush forward rashly.Now he hastened to his brother's aid; and the host of Gondolin was all armored and mighty, and their ranks were like a swift river of steel in the daylight. When the two armies met, the king's hoplite phalanx broke through the orcs at once, and Turgon fought his way to his brother; The reunion on the battlefield is extremely exciting and joyful.Hope was rekindled in the hearts of the Elves; and then, at the third hour after daylight, the trumpet of Maedhros came at last from the east, and the banners of the Sons of Feanor fell furiously from the rear of the foe.Some say that, even in this state of things so far, if all the Eldar's host were faithful, they might still have won the battle that day; , some have even begun to abandon their armor and flee for their lives.But just as the vanguard of Maedhros rushed up to meet the Orcs, Morgoth unleashed the last of his strength, and all Angband was now empty, and there was not a single soldier left. And there came to fight hordes of wolves and werewolves, whole hosts of Balrogs, dragons, and the father of all dragons, Glaurung.Terrible now was the terror and power of the Great Worm, and Men and Elves were scorched before him with his fire; However, the reason why Morgoth can achieve his goal is not the wolf, the Balrog, or even the fire-breathing dragon, but the cunning and betrayal of human beings.At this moment, Upanger's trick was revealed.Many of the Easters turned and fled on the field of battle, their hearts filled with lies and fear; the sons of Upanor turned against Morgoth, and the sons of Feanor were suddenly attacked by their rearguard, In the chaos caused by this defection, the rebel army even approached the command banner of Maedhros.But they did not receive the reward that Morgoth had promised them, and Maglor slew the leader of the rebels, Udor the accursed, and the sons of Boor slew Uphas and Uvos, and they themselves Also nearly died on the spot.But another host of wicked Men, summoned by Udo, came rushing down from the eastern hills that lay in ambush, and the host of Maedhros was besieged on three sides, and scattered by the breach, they all fled for their lives.Fate saved the sons of Feanor. Although they were all wounded, none of them lost their lives. They all gathered together and gathered the remnants of the Noldor. Let them rush out of the battlefield and flee far to the east to Mount Domid. The only ones in the eastern army that stood firm to the end were the dwarves of Belegost, for which they were famous and highly praised throughout the land.The Norgrim could bear fire better than Elves or Men, and besides, it was their custom to intimidate their enemies by wearing great fearsome masks in battle, which enabled them to withstand the attacks of dragons.Had it not been for them Glaurung and his children would have burnt the remnants of the Noldor to ashes.When Glaurung attacked the Elves, the Norgrin surrounded it, and although its mature scales were hard, it could not withstand the onslaught of the Dwarf's axes; Enraged Glaurung turned back and fell Asaghhar, the king of Belegost Castle, pressed his huge body heavily on him. Asaghhar tried his last strength to stab the knife into the dragon's belly, and Glauron was severely injured by this. Fleeing from the field, all the beasts of Angband, terrified, followed him.Then the dwarves lifted Asaghar's body, and withdrew from the field; and with heavy, slow steps they sang dirges in deep voices, as if a solemn funeral were being held in their own homeland, and they paid no attention to their surroundings. enemies, and no one on the battlefield dared to stop them. Now Fingon and Turgon were assailed in the western field, and the Orcs were now three times stronger than what was left of them.And Gothmog, the supreme lord of Angband and leader of the Balrogs, also came; he waved a great black iron wedge, separated the two armies of the elves, commanded and surrounded Fingon, the supreme king, and surrounded Turgon and Hurin Pushing aside the Swamp of Sirikh.Then he turned against Fingon.It was a gruesome encounter.At last Fingon stood alone against him, and all the king's guard fell beside him; and he fought Gothmog alone, till another Balrog came to join the fray, and bound him all with a whip of fire. In flames.Then Gothmog struck Fingon with his great black axe, and Fingon's helm burst in a white flame, and it split in two.Thus fell the High King of the Noldor in the sand; In the mud. The battle was over; but Húrin and Hur, and the remnants of the house of Hador, stood firmly by Turgon of Gondolin, and the host of Morgoth could not for a moment take the Pass of Sirion.Then Húrin said to Turgon: "Go, my lord, before it is too late! In you is the last hope of the Eldar; and Morgoth must fear in his heart as long as Gondolin lives." But Turgon said: "Gondolin will not be hidden for long now; if it be found, it will surely fall." Then Hul spoke: "Even if it last but a short time, from your house shall spring forth the hope of Elves and Men. My lord, under the gaze of death, let me say this to you: Although we are here Farewell, but from you and me shall rise a new star of hope. Farewell to you!" Turgon's nephew Meglin, who stood by, heard every word clearly, and never forgot; yet he said nothing at the moment. Then Turgon accepted Húrin and Hur's advice, and called all the remaining forces of Gondolin, and all the men of Fingon he could find, and retreated from the Pass of Sirion; Dale was on the left and right flanks so no enemy could get past them.The people of Dor-Lumin became a broken wall, as Hurin and Hur demanded; This battle is to the last soldier.Thus Udor's treachery was corrected; and of all the deeds of the Great War, the steadfastness of the Dor-Lumins is the most famous recorded of the fathers of Men to aid the Eldar. In this way, with Húrin and Hur blocking the enemy for Tegon, Turgon led the army all the way to the south and rushed out of the siege, galloped through the passage of Sirion, left the battlefield, avoided the eyes and ears of Morgoth, and disappeared in the Among the high mountains.On the other side, the two brothers Hurin and Hur gathered all the Hador family to stand behind them. They retreated step by step until they had retreated through the Sirehe Swamp and watched the River River flow before their eyes. Pass.There, they never took a step back. Then the host of Angband rose against them, and the Goblins bridged the stream with their corpses, and surrounded the people of Hithlon like a great wave beating against a rock.It was the sixth day, when the sun was sinking, and the shadows of the Weslin Mountains were darkened, Hull fell with a poisoned arrow in the eye, and all the bravest of the House of Hador fell around him. The corpses were piled up like a pile of golden hillocks in the sunset, and the orcs chopped off all their heads and piled them together. In the end, only Hull was left to face the group of enemies.He threw down his shield, and swung a great ax with both hands; and the ballad said that the ax fell on Gothmog's troll-guard, and smoked in tears and black blood, and that Húrin struck last, and the ax fell all All melted away.Every time Hurin cut down an enemy, he shouted: "Aure entuluva! That day will come again!" So he shouted seventy times.At last the host of Orcs, who had been ordered by Morgoth to take him alive, caught him at last.Those half-orcs who kept rushing up to catch him would have their arms cut off as soon as they touched him; there were countless half-orcs whose hands and arms were cut off by him, and in the end they had no choice but to swarm him to the ground and throw him to the ground. He was so suppressed that he couldn't move.Then Gothmog came and bound him, and dragged him back to Angband, mocking. Thus ended Ninanth Anundiade, as the sun sank due west across the sea.Night fell on Hithlon, and a great storm blew from the west. Morgoth was victorious, and his counsels were done exactly as he would; it was Men who took the lives of men, and treacherously the hosts of the Eldar, and those who should have united against him now hated each other. Doubt and fear.Since that day, the hearts of the elves have been alienated from humans, and they now only trust the three branches of the Eden family. The kingdom of Fingon was no more; the sons of Feanor drifted like leaves on the wind.Their hosts were scattered, and their confederacy broken; and they lived a wandering life in the forest wilds at the foot of the Lindon Mountains, mingled with the Green Elves of Ossirian, and lost the glory and power which they had of old.The few Haladins who dwelt in the forest of Bethil still lived under the protection of the forest, and Handir son of Hadir was their leader; None of the people returned, and no news of the respite of the war and the whereabouts of the personnel were reported back to their homes.On the other hand, Morgoth refused to those who obeyed him from the east, Beleriand, the fertile land they coveted, and drove them all to Heathlon, and then blocked them there, and forbade them to leave.This was his reward for their betrayal of Maedhros: to rob and harass all the old and weak women and children that were left of the house of Hador.The remaining Eldar clan in Heathlon were all captured and taken to the northern mines as slaves to do hard labor. Only a handful of elves escaped his clutches and hid in the wilderness of the mountains. Orcs and wolves came and went freely throughout the northern lands, and even went south into Beleriand, as far as the Vale of Tathren, the Land of the Weeping Willows, and the borders of Osirion, and no one was safe in the fields and woods middle.But Doriath is still there, and Nargothrond is still hidden; but Morgoth doesn't care much about these two places, maybe because he doesn't know much, or maybe his poisonous plan has not yet been counted. They go up.Many Elves fled to the harbors now, and took refuge behind the walls of Cirdan, and sailors went up and down from coast to coast, often landing swiftly to plunder their enemies.But in the second year, when winter was approaching, Morgoth sent a heavy army to guard Hithlon and Nefrest, and the army went down the Besson and Nanninger rivers, retaliated against the entire Faras region, and besieged Besson. Zomba and Yglarest.The army, accompanied by blacksmiths, miners, and pyrotechnics, erected huge engine-furnaces on the spot; and though they met with valiant and tenacious resistance, at last they broke through the walls.The entire harbor area was turned into ruins during the burning and looting, and Ningresta also collapsed; most of the people of Cirdan were either killed or taken into slavery.But some fled from the sea in ships; and among them was Erenian Gilgalad son of Fingon, whom Fingon had brought to the harbor after the battle of Bangorach.They sailed south with Cirdan to the Isle of Balar, where they housed in their sanctuary all who could escape.Besides, they kept a foothold at the mouth of Sirion, where many light swift ships were hidden among the tangle of tributaries where reeds grew thick as forests. When Tor heard these news, he sent messengers again to the mouth of Sirion, to seek the help of Cirdan the Shipbuilder.At Turgon's command Cirdan built seven swift ships, and they sailed westward into the sea; but they brought no word back to Balar, and at last only one came.The sailors of that ship struggled with the waves for a long time in the sea, and returned in despair, but when they saw the land of Middle-earth, there was a violent storm; one of the sailors was rescued from Oxy by Ulmo Angry, the big waves picked him up and threw him ashore on the shore of Neforest.His name was Woronwe, and he was one of the messengers Turgon sent from Gondolin. Now the mind of Morgoth was upon Turgon; and of all his enemies he most wanted to catch and destroy Turgon, and Turgon this time escaped.The thought of Turgon's being still haunted him, and ruined his victory; and in the house of Fingolfin valiant and mighty, Turgon was now duly heir to the High King of the Noldor.Morgoth both hated and feared Fingolfin's house, not only because they were friends with his great enemy Ulmo, but also because of the wound Fingolfin had left on him.Of all the houses of Fingolfin, Morgoth was most afraid of Turgon; and his eyes were always upon Turgon, as long as they dwelt in Valinor, and whenever Turgon came near, A shadow would fall upon his spirit, prophesying that one day, one day in the future, his destruction would come from Turgang. Therefore Húrin was brought before Morgoth, who knew he was dear to the King of Gondolin; but Húrin openly scorned and mocked him.So Morgoth cursed Húrin and Morwen, and their children and grandchildren, and a dark and miserable fate upon them.Then he took Húrin from the prison to a stone chair in the highest place of Angolodrome.Morgoth locked him in the chair with his strength, and stood beside him, and cursed him again: "Sit me now; open your eyes, and see how evil and despair fall upon that land, which thou lovest you dare to taunt me, dare to challenge the power of Melkor, master of the fate of Arda. Therefore you will see with my eyes and hear with my ears: you shall never leave this place until all It all ended tragically." It happened as Morgoth said; but there is no report of Húrin begging Morgoth's mercy or death for himself, or for any of his kin. At Morgoth's command the Orc-hordes went to cleanse the field of corpses; can be seen everywhere.The Elves call it Enden's Mound, which means "The Hill of the Fallen," or "Ninanth's Mound," which means "The Hill of Tears."Only on this hill did green and dense grass grow again in the desert of Morgoth.Thereafter no servant of Morgoth dared set foot on that hill, where the swords of the Eldar and the Edain rot and return to dust.