the world is changing. who now has the strength to stand against the armies of isengard and mordor? to stand against the might of sauron and saruman and the union of the two towers?
together, my lord sauron, we shall rule this middle-earth.
the old world will burn in the fires of industry. the forests will fall. a new order will rise. we will drive the machine of war with the sword and the spear and the iron fists of the orc. we have only to remove those who oppose us.
the horsemen took your land. they drove your people into the hills to scratch a living off rocks.
take back the lands they stole from you! burn every village!
it will begin in rohan. too long have these peasants stood against you. but no more.
rohan, my lord, is ready to fall.
send out your warg riders.
if the wall is breached, helm's deep will fall.
tens of thousands.
a new power is rising. its victory is at hand!
this night, the land will be stained with the blood of rohan! march to helms deep! leave none alive!
to war!!
there will be no dawn for men.