Chapter 1103 1085. Pile of damage
“Bang!!!”
A loud noise, mixed with angry and sharp roars.
The main gate of the Lonely Mountain Kingdom has not been opened since it was breached by Smaug in a surprise attack.
The architectural and aesthetic standards of the dwarves made this huge stone door leaning against the mountain angular, thick and solid with the beauty of geometric patterns.
The two statues of armed dwarf warriors on the left and right, which are as high as the gate, are not only decorative, but also further strengthen the force feedback of the gate in terms of architectural structure.
But today, the thick and tall stone door was blasted from the inside out!
Smaug's wing claws hit it. His own momentum, the weight and strength of the dragon, and the weight of the gold stained in the golden pool
This stone door cannot resist it at all. live!
The dazzling golden dragon gasped and rushed out of the lonely mountain, and the gravel and rubble shot out like raindrops.
After staggering on the ground for a few more steps, Smaug's golden wings stretched out and flapped toward the sky!
The huge wind pressure, even though the surrounding ground was already bare earth and rocks, the flapping of Smaug's wings when taking off still forcibly fanned the hard ground of this mountainous area thirty meters around. Within the range, half a meter of sand and dust was scraped off!
The big rocks that make up the mountain are exposed directly!
The evil dragon soared into the sky because of the powerful wind pressure.
When it flies in the sky, it tightens its wings and rotates its whole body, and then opens its wings to gain lift when the speed is the fastest.
During this rotation, a layer of gold on its surface that was still in a high-temperature liquid state was thrown away by centrifugal force.
Looking below, in the already deep night, Smaug almost spun around and a cloud of golden mist exploded on his body, and his huge body, which was so bright that it was dazzling, returned to its original reddish-brown skin.
After being shaken off, these liquid gold solidified into drop-shaped gold beads in the cold wind.
Like bullets, they scattered and hit the ground like bullets.
The mass of gold is too heavy. If a ton of gold is melted and cast into a cube, it will only have a side length of nearly 37 centimeters.
About the same size as a computer case.
And to dye Smaug's huge body with a layer of dye to turn it into a brilliant golden dragon, the weight must be at least a hundred tons!
And Smaug, after his chest was almost crushed by the high-temperature liquid gold, took off straight away with at least hundreds of tons of extra weight on his body!
After the evil dragon had flown far away, Bilbo, Fluffy Ball and the dwarves were able to catch up to the broken gate of the Lonely Mountain.
“What have we done?”
Watching the evil dragon flying straight towards Lake Town, Bilbo was stunned and murmuring in a low voice.
——
In Bilbo's opinion, although Lake Town was seriously damaged in the orc invasion last night, they also looked back on their way to the Lonely Mountain.
The townspeople of Changhu Town indeed began to move out of the town like ants moving, heading towards the ruins of the abandoned River Valley City.
But no matter what, it’s impossible to finish the journey in one day, right?
The damage in the town is considerable, but you are not allowed to pack your belongings when moving? Who can be willing to have their property left where they are?
Hundreds of people from Changhu Town packed up and moved it within three days. Bilbo felt that it was fast.
And what if the move is finished?
This area was gradually abandoned by people due to the threat of Smaug, and to this day there are only a few places where people can live.
The abandoned Gushan, the abandoned ruins of River Valley City, and Changhu Town are gone.
Smaug had just ran out of the Lonely Mountain in a rage and full of rage. When he arrived at Lake Town, he saw no one again. The evil dragon was not stupid, so it naturally knew that there was only one place left for the townspeople to go.
No matter what, Bilbo felt a sense of guilt about doing things for himself but involving others, and the pain caused by it.
However, what this Hobbit who came out of the Shire and adventured all the way didn’t know is that——
There are indeed people in Long Lake Town now, and this group of people are ready to take this opportunity to directly Killed Smaug.
Lan En's overall planning was the main one, while Bud contributed his trust and prestige among the residents of Changhu Town.
The combination of the two produces super efficiency.
All the hundreds of people in Changhu Town, including a morning of search and rescue and cooling-off time, had actually been moved away by dusk.
This kind of efficiency in doing things, let alone Bilbo, a hobbit from Hobbiton in the Shire, even Bard felt confused.
But Lan En thought about every step. After the direction of the plan was formulated, the Witcher worked with the biological brain in his mind to formulate many policies, focusing on various details and oversights.
So when transferring the population, Bard only felt that all actions were flowing like clouds and flowing water.
If any problem occurred in the middle and caused the team to stagnate, Lan En would appear from the side and solve the problem as if he was prepared, and then the team would continue to move forward.
This ability of overall planning and command made even the Elf King Thranduil look at him with suspicion.
He can actually do this in his own kingdom, but the basis of this situation is that the elves in the Woodland Kingdom have basically lived under his governance for at least thousands of years.
It is not so much the ability of overall planning, but the tacit understanding accumulated over a long period of time, and the combined effect of the average quality of the elves that is higher than the sky.
In short, it took them less than an afternoon to completely evacuate the residents of Changhu Town from this small town built on a huge rock in the middle of the lake.
Only Bard, who mastered the black arrow, Thranduil and twenty elite elven archers were left, as well as Lan En. Thranduil had no intention of letting himself and his warriors fire black arrows.
According to his words: Elves are always not very comfortable with the creations of dwarves.
The same goes for black arrows, and so does wind crossbows.
And Bard's shooting skills are also pretty good in Thranduil's eyes, no different from his elite shooters.
His own abilities, family feud, and Bard's sense of responsibility to the people of Lake Town made Thranduil feel at ease to let the Black Arrow stay in Bard's hands and make the best use of it.
At dusk, Lan En and Bud walked together on the long lake town trail that was dilapidated but still occasionally had intact houses.
They had to light lamps from house to house or add lamp oil to make the town look lively at first glance.
Bud just poured out a small saucer of lamp oil from the oil pot, then lit the wick on the saucer and hung it in the glass lampshade.
When he raised his head, he could see the snow-capped mountains in the distance shining in the golden sunlight of dusk from the damaged building in front.
There wasn't much movement there yet, but Bud was already feeling uneasy.
No matter how you analyze it, facing Smaug is inevitable.
But the fluke mentality that exists in life keeps popping up.
Maybe it's not that bad, maybe the evil dragon is still sleeping, maybe the evil dragon just went out to beat the teeth for the festival.
But until the end, Bard still had to face reality and sigh.
"Take this."
After sighing, a greeting came from Bud's side.
Bard, who came back to his senses, raised his hand to catch the small bottle that Lan threw to him across a waterway.
It was a special thickened glass bottle with a liquid as thick as oil inside.
“What is this?”
Bud looked at the small bottle and asked.
On the opposite side of the waterway, Lan En also happened to light a candle and put it on the candlestick.
"[Higher Dragon Oil] is a targeted poison that I often apply on my weapons when facing dragon beasts. Although I have never used it on evil dragons like Smaug, even if it lacks specificity, The poison itself is strong enough.”
The demon hunter fixed the candlestick and turned to look at the human archer.
At the same time, demonstrate the smearing action with your hands.
"Put it on your arrow. I am a monster hunter. Although I have not dealt with this kind of evil dragon, but it is always good to pile up more damage, right?"
Bud doesn't know. What is a 'dragon beast'? He knew the evil dragon Smaug. But he recognized Lan En's logic.
Since you want to fight Smaug, you have to use all means.
"Are there any more?" Bard shook the special glass bottle in his hand at Lan En, "The black arrows are long and big. Wouldn't it be better to get more? I heard that you wizards There are a lot of strange things in my hand, why don’t I just take them out this time?”
Lan En, who was getting a lamp, raised his eyebrows and didn’t bother to correct Bard’s misnomer from the dwarves, then continued. He reached into the alchemy leather bag on his waist and took it out again.
He then threw several small triangles made of folded oil paper to Bud across the waterway.
Bud caught them all with quick eyes and quick hands.
"[Bulk Golden Rosin]."
Lan showed Bard how to use it with a non-physical demonstration.
"Just make a hole in the oil paper and rub it on the weapon. That will make your weapon temporarily emit golden thunder and lightning, but the golden thunder and lightning does not last long, at most half a minute, so you have to seize the opportunity .”
"There is a kind of dragon that is very afraid of this golden thunder and lightning, but I still say the same thing. I don't know how it will react on Smaug."
"Thank you."
Ba De solemnly put [High-Level Dragon Oil] and [Bulk Golden Rosin] in the inner pocket of his old leather windbreaker. After taking out his palms, he pressed the position of the inner pocket hard.
"By the way, where are the elves?"
Bard also started lighting fires and glass lanterns along the road again, he suddenly said to Lan En.
"Don't worry, I've given everything that should be given. [Higher Dragon Clan Oil] is enough for all twenty-one of them to get their arrows stained."
Lan En said, shaking his head He shook the oil bottle in his hand to determine how much lamp oil was left in it.
“There is not much [golden rosin], but I gave them additional support.”
[Golden rosin] was the souvenir that flannel ball took with him when he left the world of fire. Not much. They were all taken from Losric, which was originally the Dragon Hunting Kingdom.
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