Chapter 1127 1109. Dane of the Iron Foot Army
“But I really didn’t expect it.”
Gandalf looked at the long knife on Lan En’s waist with rare and surprised eyes.
"Mrs. Galadriel would actually give you the light in the crystal bottle. It is an extremely precious thing."
"I didn't expect it either." Lan Enshao Holding the hilt of the long knife at his waist, he sighed, "If there was no light of Eärendil, then I would have to struggle for who knows how long and with how much effort to kill Smaug."
Gandalf said as he clicked his pipe.
"This will be a powerful weapon against evil."
"Bathed in the light of Eärendil, even Morgoth will feel the burning pain. "
"The crystal bottle in Mrs. Galadriel's hand is still half full of light, plus the starlight linked to me that night." Lan En suddenly raised his eyebrows, as if he remembered something. . "Didn't this light directly kill Sauron?"
"It's not that easy."
Gandalf's old face has a pair of energetic eyes, which are firm and gentle. They will not be shaken or discouraged by a temporary failure, nor will they be confused or proud by a temporary victory.
The old wizard said calmly.
“Sauron’s strategies are different from Morgoth’s. He is better at protecting himself, and secretly corrupting people’s hearts and connecting with darkness. Without destroying that crucial ring, Sauron would not be able to be defeated. "Destroyed."
"We had the opportunity to do this during the Final Alliance War, but unfortunately, none of us understood the deep nature of Sauron's power at that time, so we let that one go. Ring. It caused today's situation."
Obviously, he was only a few centimeters away from annihilating the enemy, but Gandalf could still say it with just a hint of regret.
There is no extreme or stubbornness.
If the spirit and will are not strong enough, this past regret is enough to destroy a person. But Gandalf could quickly return to his normal routine.
Lan En nodded and no longer struggled with this issue.
"Sauron has been driven away, and then what? What is the White Council targeting?"
"Sauron has been driven to the east, and there is a high probability that he has lurked into Mordor." The old wizard He pulled up the silver scarf that was about to be dragged to the ground and wrapped it around his neck again.
"Saruman took the initiative to trace his traces and will be stationed at Isengard."
"However, water from afar cannot quench the thirst of the near, so let's focus on the immediate."
Waiting for Lan After En came out of the negotiation in Gushan, it was actually already afternoon.
It was agreed that the first batch of gold would be shipped out before sunset, so at this time the townspeople were hurriedly preparing to receive the gold.
The already busy and messy ruins of River Valley City have become even busier.
There are shouts from men and women everywhere. Manpower is needed here, wood and herbs are needed there.
Amidst the busy and busy popularity full of hope, even the ruins of this city that has been abandoned for a long time have become a bit lively now.
"But things are still hard to tell." Lan En led Gandalf to a small watchtower on the river valley city, facing the Lonely Mountain.
The witcher pointed at the towering snow-capped mountains in the distance, as well as the angular gate of the Solitary Mountain Kingdom dug out at the foot of the snow-capped mountains.
“Thorin informed his cousins in the Iron Hills, which was the reason why he expected to delay the time. Although I have stabilized the humans and elves here, if the dwarf army also comes, then The complexity of the situation will soar”
"Dane Ironfoot. Oh my god." After Gandalf heard the news, his headache was beyond words.
Even the smoke of pipe grass chokes out from the nostrils and mouth at the same time.
"Is this dwarf difficult to deal with?"
"Difficult to deal with? Compared with him, I think Thorin is a reasonable and sensible man!"
Okay, Now Lan En felt like his teeth were sore.
Even more stubborn than Thorin, he must be the best among dwarves.
“We must not let Dane come here without thinking!”
Gandalf, who had been reminding everyone to gather strength because he had witnessed the approaching orc army, now did not dare to give in easily. The iron-footed army of the dwarves has arrived.
"He doesn't care about anything!"
Compared with the power of the Iron Foot Army, Gandalf believed that their arrival would cause trouble.
"Then someone needs to coordinate." Lan En calmly laid out the situation and analyzed it. "We know the news about the Iron Foot Army first, so we can contact and persuade them in advance."
"But Dane." Gandalf said with a headache expression on his face.
"At least Dane hasn't entered the Lonely Mountain yet, and he doesn't have dragon disease in his brain. He may be more stubborn than Thorin before, but he is definitely sane compared to Thorin now."
Blue. En glanced sideways down at Gandalf.
“It’s up to you.”
"What?!" the old wizard shouted as if he had swallowed a fly.
While yelling back, he angrily poked Lan En's calf with his staff.
"You want me to do this? I can't do it! The person who wants to contact Dane must have a clear mind and be good at debating and thinking. He must also be good at controlling situations and communication, so you have to go!"< br>
"We have no one available now, you know, Gandalf."
Lan felt his legs being poked and poked by the old guy's staff, and said indifferently.
"Thorin has contracted dragon disease. If no one is watching, God knows what his brain will do. If the promised gold is not given, do you think the citizens of Changhu Town can still be persuaded? You have to go into the Lonely Mountain and tear him apart!”
“Or do you think you can persuade Thorin who is suffering from the dragon disease? If you can, persuade his grandfather Thror. Isn't that enough? Why bother asking Smaug to come over?" The old wizard stopped talking, just put his pointed hat on his head and kept smoking his pipe.
This is considered silent agreement.
Lan En won a small game and felt happy.
"Dane must know you, the famous gray-robed wizard. When the dwarves are transporting gold down there, you can find someone who can talk to Dane and go with him, and it will basically work."
Out of concern for the elderly, Lan En finally gave some advice.
But when he was about to go down, Gandalf's deep and serious voice came from behind him.
“You have to be careful, Lan En.”
The old wizard’s voice is no longer as relaxed and humorous as a joke between friends just now, and the smoke coming out of his mouth is not under the control of magic. It turns into various beautiful and agile shapes, but is just plain smoke.
The witcher's movement downstairs relaxedly paused slightly.
"You should have been fighting Smaug while I was imprisoned in Dol Guldur."
"The dragon had made a pact with the master of the orcs, so when it died, Sauron felt something and responded. "
Gandalf let out a long puff of white smoke.
“Although he was exiled somewhere in the east by Lady Galadriel, it is not difficult for a being like him to channel his power.”
"I said before that 'orcs will bring destruction to all of us'. 'Everyone'. Do you understand?"
The demon hunter nodded calmly, but his pace returned to the previous rhythm.
"I understand, but if I didn't do anything because of the risk, then I should have stopped somewhere unknown, Gandalf."
Lan turned his upper body back, He smiled and waved at the old wizard.
“You have to do something, right?”
At this time, the light of approaching dusk shone through the cracks in the broken wall of the small tower, and as if it had been agreed long ago, it shone on the side of Lan En's face.
The relieved and fearless smile on his face almost shone in the light.
Gandalf's lips holding the pipe moved silently for a while, and finally he tightened his grip on his pipe again and smiled.
By dusk, in front of the kingdom gate of Gushan, Bard was already leading a group of people waiting there.
The temporary city gates built by the dwarves were made of polished gravel and had no opening and closing function at all.
Therefore, gold can only be sent out through hanging baskets.
The dwarves carried basket after basket of gold from the treasure room in Gushan, panting and carrying it to the city gate before lowering it down.
Originally, it was a job to distribute money to others, but I was still burdened by the work, but every dwarf was much happier than when he was at the city gate in the morning.
Just like what they said before: At least their hearts are clean.
And the money is really not much compared to the gold in the Gushan.
Although Thorin gave the order to divide the promised wealth. But this kind of decision forced by Lan En would not be easy for him, whether it was his psychology or spirit that was eroded by the dragon disease.
He is now sitting on the top of the golden mountain in the Lonely Mountain Treasure Room, without speaking or issuing any additional orders.
So the dwarves just started working as agreed.
Receiving gold sounds simple, but there are many details in its execution.
For example, the dwarves have to accurately count how much was shipped out, and the townspeople of Changhu Town have to record how much they received, so that they can match each other.
Otherwise, it is clear that it is a decision that everyone is satisfied with after the negotiation, but it cannot be explained clearly at the end, leaving the seeds of conflict in the future.
So not only the gold had to come down, but a few of them also had to come down and be responsible for handing it over.
The townspeople of Changhu Town were already rejoicing because they could get the funds to start a new life, but inexplicably they were also very happy to see the dwarves.
Happy emotions seem to be contagious and superimposed.
They cheered and loaded the gold into the car, and walked towards River Valley City singing hymns.
The townspeople of Changhu Town wanted to hold a celebration party, and the dwarves naturally joined in.
Dwarves are indeed stubborn, suspicious, and rude, but they are also enthusiastic, sincere, and open-minded.
Being able to get out of the embarrassing situation and have a clear conscience, the dwarves started to play happily.
Except that Bombo was thrown out from the middle because he ate too much, there were no surprises.
The elves did not participate in the celebration because the dwarves in the Lonely Mountain had not returned them what they wanted.
In addition, Thranduil did not want anyone in the ruins of Riverdale City to remain vigilant.
He didn't quite believe Gandalf's words, but more because he felt that the wizard was exaggerating.
The thing should exist, but if you make it serious, you can save those dwarf friends from him, so why not do it.
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(End of this chapter)