Chapter 1120 1102. Something is wrong
“You’d better just shock.”
Lan En also just woke up. At this time, he scratched his hair in annoyance and complained to Thranduil. With.
"Is it really possible to start a war?"
Bard shook his head beside him, but then looked nervously around Lan En and Thranduil.
"Really? You can't really fight, can you? Just for a piece of jewelry?"
Lan En doesn't think it should be the case. After all, the treasure in the Gushan is something that even he, who has heard the description several times, thinks it should be. Jinshan Yinhai is as exaggerated.
A piece of jewelry, according to the aesthetics of the elves, should be the kind of jewelry that is exquisite and elegant. It can be regarded as the "inconspicuous" type in any way.
Thorin had to be crazy to hold on to it.
Waging a war for a piece of jewelry To be honest, Lan En has always felt that most of the monarchs in the Magical Medieval were imbecile and impulsive, short-sighted and had no regard for integrity.
He really doesn't like it very much.
But even among such monarchs, few would go to war over a piece of jewelry.
But Thranduil looked non-committal towards the mentality shown by the two people.
"The stubbornness of the dwarves' brains is difficult to describe in words. It is better to be cautious."
Thranduil said while waving towards the rear of his army.
Suddenly there was a neighing of donkeys and horses, and the elven army uniformly stepped aside to make way for a convoy of pack animals.
There are boxes of vegetables, grains, and even drinks on it.
Bud's eyes lit up, and he quickly called the refugees in Chang Lake Town to pick up their things.
These are the supplies that the elves promised to send.
Although Thranduil had already sent a batch with the army mobilization last time before people left Lake Town, but now with this weather and the barren terrain of the Wasteland of Smaug.
Food is purely consumed without any income. Naturally, the more, the better.
“Thank you for your help, Your Majesty!”
Bard is the leader after all. The townspeople were ecstatic to move things, but he had to thank Thranduil first.
The Elf King, who always had a cold face, waved his hand: "No need to thank me, it's just convenient. I'm just here to collect debts."
After saying that, he grabbed the reins of the stag. , turned around and walked back.
Lan En shrugged to Bard from behind: "We don't know how it happened twice in a row."
Bard smiled in appreciation. He has a hard mouth but a soft heart. He treats this elf king The impression is quite good.
Lan En called Qilin, turned over and rode on it. Bard also received a white horse from the elves' army.
The two people caught up with Thranduil who turned around and was about to walk towards the Lonely Mountain.
"Don't rush to mobilize your troops yet, Thranduil."
Lan En said next to the Elf King.
“You seem to want to start a war directly when you come up, and you also say that you understand the stubborn temper of dwarves? This war is directly pressing forward, and things that were originally negotiable have become impossible to negotiate.”< br>
“Yes!” Bud supported from the side. "We don't really need to use swords or guns. Your formation is so big, Gushan must have seen it. There are only a dozen of them, so they can definitely talk."
Although Bard dug out the secrets of River Valley City The ordnance depot is also preparing to arm the townspeople.
But it was to defend against the orcs, not to fight the dwarves.
"The treasures in the mountains belong to the citizens of Long Lake. We are on the same side on this matter. I think we also have a say, right?"
Bud patted himself. Chest, and pointed at the townspeople carrying supplies.
“You want to reason with the dwarves?” Thranduil looked at Bard and Lan in surprise, as if he had seen something incredible.
"There is nothing wrong with being reasonable if it can reduce the tension."
Lan nodded and said.
Thranduil was silent for a while, then shook his head.
"Then you can go, but I won't go. As long as I see the stubbornness of those dwarves, I can't help but have a headache."
Thranduil stopped the stag's footsteps. , and at the same time, the golden elf troops behind them also stopped.
Lan and Bard had no objection to this. In fact, they only relied on the appearance of a large group of elven warriors that showed up in the river valley city.
The distance between River Valley City and Gushan can be reached in less than an hour even by walking slowly.
At this time, the two of them were riding horses, approaching the Gushan Kingdom from the hilly horizon, accompanied by the sound of horse hooves 'tap, tap, tap'.
After turning a corner, the stone road in front of the gate of the Gushan Kingdom, which had been abandoned for a long time, was still beginning to take shape.
Further forward is the gate of Gushan Kingdom.
After a night of construction, the progress of the dwarves' project is not unsatisfactory.
The door that was originally broken by Smaug from the inside has been repaired urgently by them.
Large pieces of gravel were trimmed into corners suitable for being stuck together, and then piled at the gate.
A city wall made of large stone bricks was formed.
“Dwarves are indeed born masters of engineering.”
Bard and Lan were both in a more relaxed mood, and the demon hunter even commented on the dwarves’ temporary city wall.
He thought this was the wall that Thorin had prepared to deal with the offensive of the orcs and dark forces after listening to the warning he had brought.
But then
"Whoosh!"
A sharp sound of arrows made the relaxed atmosphere between Bud and Lan disappear in an instant!
An arrow hit the side of the horse Bard was riding, and the wooden shaft of the arrow broke into two pieces on the hard stone ground.
This is obviously a shooting method that does not want to hurt anyone, but at the same time, this is definitely not a well-intentioned move!
Both Bard and Lan were shocked. None of them were afraid of this arrow. What surprised them was the dwarf's attitude. It was obvious that they separated only two days ago, and the relationship between them was obviously quite good.
But what happened to the dwarves in the mountain after they arrived at the Lonely Mountain?
In fact, not only the two people outside the city gate were shocked, but also the dwarves on the city gate.
Except for Thorin who put down his bow, almost all the dwarves looked at Thorin in stunned silence.
After even being stunned for a while, Bilbo opened and closed his mouth at a loss, stumbling and talking.
"You."
The hobbit pointed his finger at Thorin and then outside.
Finally, an obviously angry voice came from among the dwarves.
“What are you doing, meow!!!”
The flannel ball pushed away the dwarves standing between him and Thorin. The dwarves were shocked or guilty and had no intention of using their stocky bodies to block it.
The calico kitten pricked up its ears vigorously: "You shoot arrows outside!!!"
"I didn't shoot Lan En!" Thorin's face was straight, and his eyes were in The shadow became even more gloomy, "I'm just warning!"
"Who are you trying to warn?" Under the city gate, Lan En, who had dismounted, walked in front of Bard and raised his head with squinted eyes. "What are you trying to warn?"
"Sorry!" Balin, who was like a short Santa Claus, hugged Thorin from the side and shouted down with a guilty expression.
"Sorry Lan, and Barin! Something is wrong with Thorin now!"
"There is nothing wrong with me!" Thorin broke away from Balin and shouted.
"Now there is an elven army in the ruins of River Valley City, and it is almost touching the gate of the king under the mountain! Of course we should be more vigilant!"
"Then your city gate is a defense Whose?" Bard retorted behind Lan En, "Why does the legitimate king under the mountain look like a robber hiding in his cave?"
Thorin said expressionlessly.
"Maybe I'm afraid that someone will take advantage of the wealth and lead the army to loot!"
"Of course, this is not about you, Lan En. You have a share of the treasure in this mountain. This is what I promised you personally. You I remember your help and always want to repay him."
"What about us?"
At this point, Bud asked angrily.
“You once personally promised wealth to the townspeople of Changhu Town. Doesn’t this count?”
"Help? Doesn't count?"
Thorin asked Bard.
"What kind of help is that? It's a forced sale when we have no choice! If I don't do what you say, I won't be able to come to Gushan! How can such a promise count? Ah ? Tell me how to calculate it!"
"You said it was a forced sale?"
There was an incredible expression on Bud's face, which was also mixed with anger.
"The townspeople cheered for your expedition. It was you who convinced them personally and made them forget the risks involved."
"Now we have been displaced by orcs and dragons, and we are almost freezing to death. In the ruins of this wasteland, what we ask for is just the share of gold we promised! Isn’t this what it should be?”
“Isn’t the promise coming from your mouth not as valuable as gold? ? Thorin, King of the Mountain! Son of Thrain!"
The dwarves at the city gate were hesitant and wavering.
But even these dwarves were speechless by Bard's words, but Thorin just had a dull face, took a few steps back, and let his figure disappear on the city wall.
Don't let yourself appear in Bard's sight anymore.
Giving up the reputation of yourself and your family to preserve the gold. This is something that would cause surprise even among the dwarves who are obsessed with gold.
What's more, Thorin's family background is prominent, far beyond the name of ordinary dwarves.
Fili and Kili, the two nephews of Thorin on the city wall, gasped angrily and turned red in the face at Thorin's performance.
It was only because of Thorin's usual majesty as a leader and uncle that they restrained themselves and did not quarrel with Thorin.
But despite this, their eyes were filled with shame when they looked down at Bud and Lan from the city gate.
They had just invited Lan En, saying that they would invite him to the King's Hall as a guest after the dragon stench in the Lonely Mountain was cleared away.
But as the night passed, they built high walls, set up bows and arrows, and were still on guard
Fili, Kili, and other dwarves, almost all of them were more or less afraid to Look down into Bud and Lan's eyes.
Veins popped up on Bud's forehead. He never expected that the link that he thought would be the least troublesome would now be the biggest problem.
He roared in anger and hammered his saddle.
“If we don’t have gold, we won’t be able to rebuild our homes and get a place to live, and the people under the lonely mountain will become history. Damn it! Damn it!”
On the contrary, it was only at the beginning. After speaking, Lan En, who had been silent since then, looked at the gate of Gushan seriously.
“You go back first.”
“What?”
Bud frowned and looked at Lan En who didn't look back.
"This thing is not going right. Thorin is not normal. I will go up and talk to him personally. You go back and wait for the news."
As he was talking, there was a loud sound of cracking stones. came.
With a 'click', the heads of the dwarf stone statues originally standing on both sides of the gate were pushed off and hit the stone bridge of the moat in front of the city gate.
The stone bridge suddenly broke.
The dwarf seemed to have shown his determination and attitude through actions.
Bud shook his head with an ugly expression.
“I hope your words will be useful.”
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(End of this chapter)