It’s the end of another short chapter, hurtling us on ever forward.
The plans are being set for the “attack” on Mordor, with a force smaller than that which once made up only a small portion of Gondor’s army. Again, it’s all to try to trick Sauron. Imrahil jokes about this being a…well, a joke, and Gandalf and Aragorn chide him for it. See, Imrahil, this is why you can’t have nice things.
In total, seven thousand will march to Mordor and three thousand remain behind to guard Minas Tirith against the army to the north. They’re all divvied up: two thousand to Aragorn, three thousand and five hundred to Imrahil (because I guess he can have some nice things), five hundred horse and five hundred foot to Éomer, and five hundred more horsed men to the twins Elladan and Elrohir. Remember them? When you’re the twin sons of an important elf lord (Elrond), you get to command stuff.
Elfhelm, of Rohan, is the one chosen to stay behind and lead the defense, if needed. That’s a great example of us all working together now! If a man from Rohan can guard Gondor, we must be friends.
We also have on this page a short metaphor for Sauron and flies. If a fly stings Sauron, will he crush it? No, he will trap the fly, and take its stinger. This is problematic, because I’m not familiar with flies that have stingers.
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I have fought off the urge to image search for flies with stingers. I just don’t want to go there at this time of night.
Days Until The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug: 23
No one dies today.
“‘You shall not be sheathed again until the last battle is fought,’ he said.”