Chapter 1084 1066 Orcs Long Lake

Chapter 1084 1066. Orcs Long Lake

The Day of Durin is approaching, and the dwarves are increasingly anxious, because this is their only chance to enter the Kingdom of the Lonely Mountain through the secret door, the secret door that Smaug doesn't know about.

As the dwarves' sense of urgency increases, the orcs are far more anxious than them.

The afternoon is almost over, and the sun has reached a place in the sky that can be called the setting sun.

The golden-red light shines on the Long Lake, and the shimmering appearance seems to bring some warmth, but in fact the temperature is colder than in the afternoon.

The lake surface is also foggy again.

This cold fog will gradually become thicker and heavier at night.

At the edge of the Mirkwood, a large number of orcs are moving from the edge of the Long Lake, along the waterline to the wooden bridge connecting Long Lake Town and the shore.

A tall orc holding a brutal hammer is walking in front.

His head is a deformed outline, with a deep gap on his skull, and the inside is roughly covered with iron.

A knife wound covered one eye, which had turned white and could not be used. Only the other eye had an almond-yellow pupil.

And many iron armor plates were roughly inserted into his body. Those armor plates were inserted diagonally into the flesh of his ribs and back, acting as defensive armor.

It is hard to imagine that anyone can survive such a rough method.

"The dwarves have only one place to go. They are cold and hungry now, and they have no weapons or armor."

The orc stood on a big stone under the setting sun, looking at the town built on the huge rock in the middle of the lake, with a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth, revealing the jagged black teeth inside.

He raised the hand holding the brutal hammer, and the team behind him stopped immediately.

The wolves in the team made an uncomfortable low roar because of stopping.

They are allies of the orcs, and their status is higher than that of ordinary orcs, even higher than the orc cavalry on their backs.

If there is a lack of food, they can eat orcs to fill their stomachs.

In fact, when the orc army goes to war, the supply problem is always solved in this way.

"Divide the troops."

He called out, and the orcs behind him began to move slowly and quietly.

"Half of the people block the bridge, the wargs cross the water to approach the town, and the other twenty light-footed ones come, and we sneak in quietly."

The orc licked his mouth and said.

The wargs are allies, they are wild and difficult to tame, and they are more autonomous. If the wargs are allowed to enter the town directly, they will most likely take the opportunity to eat directly.

So the leader orc only took the people he pointed at first.

"Let's go to the roof to confirm whether the dwarves are there. If they are found, then everyone..."

He looked around with his one eye.

"Let's rush in together and make sure nothing survives inside!"

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Night slowly fell, and the light of the stars and the moon replaced the sun, covering the earth and hills.

After leaving for almost half an hour, Bard came back in a hurry as before.

He slammed open the door of his house with a bang, took a breath and looked around, then ran to Lan, bent over and grabbed Lan's shoulders.

"No! We can't let these dwarves go to Lonely Mountain!"

The demon hunter frowned slightly, looking at the human in front of him who felt he was not simple when he first met him.

But before Lan could speak, the dwarves were the first to respond.

"What do you mean by that?"

Fili, who had been taking care of his injured brother by the window, stood up and said.

Kili's injury only worsened but did not improve. He kept groaning in pain, and a lot of cold sweat made his hair fall on his forehead.

Oin, who was in charge of the treatment, was busy around him.

Balin, who was sitting next to Lan, was mature and steady. After he stood up, he pressed his hand down to signal Fili to be more friendly, and then turned to Bard.

"What happened, Mr. Bard?"

"You asked me what happened?" Bard let go of Lan's shoulder, stood up and looked down at Balin, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking a little dangerous.

"The leader among you, Thorin. Is he called Thorin Oakenshield? Grandson of Thror, son of Thrain?"

Balin's face froze, but soon returned to normal: "Indeed."

"Then he is the King under the Mountain! The purpose of your going to Lonely Mountain is not to visit relatives in Iron Hills, nor to reminisce about the past! But to restore the country!"

With a snap, Bard walked to the window of his house, pushed open the wooden window, and then stepped aside.

Let the dwarf come to see the outside by himself.

It was already dark outside, and the broken ice floating in the waterway of Long Lake Town reflected the moonlight and starlight. Although the townspeople had no money in their pockets and could not light too many lights, the reflected light still made the town not too dark.

Many townspeople sat on their own boats in the waterway, or simply sat at the door of their homes to mend fishing nets.

As they worked and chatted, the incredible and expectant voices hummed and gathered.

"The Lord of Silver Springs, the King of Stone Carvings. The King under the Mountain will return to the throne."

"Have you heard? When the King under the Mountain returns, the gold in those mountains will flow out! The whole river! The whole lake will flow with gold!"

"Gold flowing in the river? How much will it be?"

"You don't care how much, that mountain is full of gold! It's full!"

The words discussed by the townspeople were festive words for both dwarves and humans.

So Balin and the dwarves who came over sounded quite happy.

But Lan En looked at Bud's worried expression and knew that things were not simple.

"You dwarves may have prophecies and songs about the restoration of the country. I don't know what your prophecies describe. However, Changhu Town also has prophecies about Changhu Town."

Bud said in a deep voice.

The experienced Bahrain was the first to realize that the prophecy of Changhu Town might not be good.

But Fili, who was told happy words, had a much simpler mind.

"Do you also have a prophecy? This sounds great. Everyone can live a prosperous life again!"

"Does this ballad sound good?"

Bud snorted coldly.

"Yes, it sounds good. But precisely because the first half sounds good, it is simply the best part, so people are more willing to sing the first half repeatedly and remember the first half, instead of continuing to recall the second part. halfway!"

"I'll tell you the whole prophecy!"

"Lord of the Silver Fountain, King of the Stones. King of the Mountain, will return to his throne. When the King of the Mountain returns, the bells will ring for joy."

"But then it will fade away! The lake will sparkle and fall into the sea of ​​fire!"

Bard looked at the dwarves and the three children standing cowering in the corner of the room with complicated eyes.

"You can't just wake up the evil dragon and kill everyone in Changhu Town for the sake of your kingdom, your throne and your gold!"

"You can't do this. You can't."

His hand grabbed Balin's collar, and when Fili saw this, he wanted to go up and knock him away.

But Bahrain still waved at Feili.

"Don't come here, calm down! You should also calm down, Master Bud."

Balin is also an old man among the dwarves. He has seen too many things and is much more mature mentally than the young dwarves.

He knows that as long as many things have not reached the stage of taking action, in fact, as long as you maintain restraint, you will have the opportunity to continue the conversation.

Getting started is easy, all you need is a quick start.

But when a fight is on the verge of starting, you can still control yourself and stay calm amidst the excitement and sharp situations of the other party and your own side. This requires greater courage than brainless enthusiasm.

At this time, a distant bell rang in Changhu Town, illuminated by the moonlight reflected from the ice in the waterway.

The townspeople under Bud's window whispered curiously and expectantly, and moved in groups in the direction of the mayor's mansion.

The bell was the sound that caused the townspeople to gather in the square in front of the official residence.

"We must be giving out armor and weapons."

Balin opened his hands and looked at Bud. He didn't mean to pull his collar out of Bud's hands. He was very restrained and polite.

"Thorin is there to collect weapons. If you really want to stop him, let's go together. How about explaining the matter clearly in front of all the townspeople?"

Bud grabbed the hand of Balin's collar and rubbed it repeatedly, and finally let go.

After bowing his head in silence for a while, Bud opened his mouth and said, "You all want to go to the square?"

The dwarves nodded, and Kili struggled to stand, but his injuries were becoming more and more painful. Fili and Oin could only rush to his side.

Seeing Kili's face as pale as a death, Bard pursed his lips and nodded.

"Go downstairs and get on the boat. I'll take you there. It's faster to take the waterway."

Balin smiled friendly at Bard, and then he, Bofur, and Bilbo walked downstairs.

"Are you going too?"

After the dwarf went downstairs, Bard turned to ask Lan En.

"I'll go on foot. Your boat can't carry me."

The witcher waved his hand, then approached Bard and spoke in a soothing tone.

"I don't think we need to worry too much about your predictions. Thorin's plan is very conservative."

"They went into Lonely Mountain this time just to find the gem that can command the dwarf army. After finding it, they will withdraw. After gathering the army, they will go to Lonely Mountain to kill the evil dragon."

"Just looking for a gem. It shouldn't wake up Smaug. He's been sleeping for sixty years, hasn't he?"

Bud shook his head.

"I can't be as optimistic as you. The gold in the Lonely Mountain can corrode the minds of the dwarves, especially Thorin and his family!"

"The evil dragon was caused by his grandfather's insatiable greed and endless accumulation of treasures! The greed for gold is a hereditary disease in their family!"

"This disease has destroyed a dwarf kingdom and a human city! Isn't that enough? Can we still trust him?"

Bud shook his head and hurried downstairs, holding the boat and taking the dwarves to the square in front of the mayor's mansion.

Although his three children have seen many changes today, they can still remain calm and kind.

Bard's eldest daughter put a new towel on Kili, while the younger daughter timidly brought a glass of water to Lan En.

"Thank you, miss."

After Lan En thanked him, he drank the water glass in one gulp and smiled at the little girl.

He walked towards the door and winked at the flannel ball to let it stay.

The kitten also calmly raised its little paw to show understanding.

After going downstairs, Lan En found that walking was indeed slower than rowing on the waterway.

The townspeople were gathered by the sound of the bell and walked towards the square, which was already crowded.

In addition, they were still working separately before, so the already narrow aisles of Changhu Town were filled with a lot of obstructions and obstacles.

It gets in the way in lighting conditions that aren't bad but aren't great either.

But just when Lan En lifted his long legs and stepped over a small pile of woven baskets, his ears twitched slightly and his eyes narrowed slightly.