The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The conversation in the tent was quiet for a while, and Zelin began to think about what he should do next. Bahrain will persuade Dyne to lead his iron foot army and change the hostile target from humans and elves into an army of orcs who don't know where they are. Bahrain is a dwarf, and it is very easy to persuade from the standpoint of a dwarf. After the conversation in Bahrain is over, Zelin needs to convince Dyne to ally with the human elves when fighting the orcs.

This is not easy at all, it is more troublesome for a demon hunter than carrying a sword to kill a monster.

Chapter 752 The Dramatist

"Human, I don't know how you convinced Thorin to join forces with you, but remember, your rhetoric can't deceive me."

Dyne’s camp is very different from that of the Elf King. There are wooden chairs and wooden tables in Thrandil's tent, and the elegance of the elves is not inferior in the wild. The elves in Zelin world are dwarfed by the elegance of the elves of the woodland kingdom here. But the dwarf only had a blanket inside, and there was food that hadn't been eaten beside the blanket. Dyne's two-handed hammer, almost the same height as him, was lying beside him, and he could turn it around at will to deal with attacks from any direction.

"I didn't want to fight."

There is a smell of tobacco in the tent. Dyne was sitting cross-legged on the blanket. He was draped in a black fur jacket, underneath him, like the other dwarves, standard chain mail and steel ring armor. There was no expression on Dyne's face hidden behind a lot of hair and shaves, and the eyes under those thick eyebrows were like charcoal in the dim tent. He moved lightly, and the chain mail made a faint sound.

Zelin was familiar with this position so that he could jump up at any time and attack the enemy in front of him with his weapon. This will put some pressure on the opposite person, especially when the opposite person is in the enemy’s barracks and is at a disadvantage in terms of numbers. Dyne didn't trust himself, and the Demon Hunter didn't have the slightest surprise about it.

But he had better come here. A group of heavily armed dwarves rushed into the wasteland in front of the Lonely Mountain. It was easy for Thranduil to make a misjudgment. It is said that the enmity between the elves and the dwarves has been forged in ancient times, but for the immortal elves, this is not a very old thing.

"I don't like quarreling either." Dyne's armor-covered gloves stroked the handle of the warhammer next to him. "I will knock off the teeth of the guy who wants to fight with the hammer, and they will know who to listen to."

"And the orcs like to chop off the heads of people who stand in front of them. So that no one will oppose them again." The demon hunter sat cross-legged across from Dyne, and the corner of the tent behind him was blown up from time to time. This tent with the smell of tobacco brought in a cool breeze. "Now, they are in the north of Gushan, and they will arrive soon."

They need an intermediary who is not a dwarf to coordinate. It is not a war to rush towards the beast crowd that has a huge number of advantages, it is called death. Demon hunters have seen many wars, from conflicts caused by one or two lords burning several villages, to the Foca Rebellion that swept the entire North, or the Civil War that is now about to engulf the entire world.

"So you cowardly humans and those **** long ears come to ask for our help?" Dyne laughed lowly. "Don't worry, you will win, because our axe will smash the orc's head. Then. You must all get out of front of Gushan, don't fight Gushan's idea!"

"I'm here just to keep Lonely Mountain."

Zelin looked directly into Dein's eyes.

A stubborn guy, but compared to Thorin, who was fascinated by the dragon disease, Dyne was a normal dwarf. The Iron Foot Army is indeed strong enough, but compared with the orc army mentioned by Gandalf, the number of these elite dwarves is still too small.

"You can't stop the orcs from the north, your armies, elves or humans, no one can stop them alone."

"We beat the orcs in Moria!" Dyne clenched his fists and waved in front of Zelin. His hatred for the orcs made the muscles on Dyne's face twist together. "We will continue to beat them, this time, Aszo Ge will not lose only one right hand, he will lose his head!"

Before entering the barracks, Bahrain told the demon hunters that Dyne's father, Nairn, died in the battle of Moria and died in the hands of Azog. Elves and dwarves became enemies for a while in ancient times, but nowadays, orcs and dwarves are even more blood feuds.

"Listen, Dyne, we need to cooperate, otherwise we have no chance of winning when facing the northern orc army." Zelin looked at Dyne unceremoniously.

"Your threat is useless to me, humans, I and the dwarves of the Iron Hills won't listen to anyone but the dwarves. Humans can't, elves, and wizards!"

"Of course, Dyne, we can leave directly and retreat to Isgar and the jungle. The orcs' goal is the Lonely Mountain, and their occupation of the Lonely Mountain will not have a direct impact on us. Maybe you can give it a try. Hundreds of dwarves fend off an army of orcs ten times the size of yours. When you go to war near the Lonely Mountain, we will retreat according to your wishes."

"You can't leave the Lonely Mountain, otherwise we have no chance of winning." Bahrain said at the sidelines very soon. "The gate of the Lonely Mountain that Smaug smashed into has not been repaired. The ogres in the orc army can easily push us away and pile it up with stones. Gushan is not a fortress at all nowadays, we have nowhere to defend."

"But you have also seen, Bahrain, your family thinks that we are superfluous here, and if there is a war with the orcs, there is no connection between the armies of the three races, there is no doubt that we will lose this war. "Of course Bahrain knows all this, and Zelin didn't explain it to Bahrain, there is a dwarf in the tent, and the conversation between them can make Dyne hear clearly.

Zelin seemed to be explaining to Bahrain, but he was actually talking to Dein, and old Bahrain also understood this. Let Bahrain come in and talk to Dyne from the standpoint of the dwarves, and then continue to stand on the stand of the dwarves, persuading the demon hunters to let the humans and elves stay and defend the mountain with the dwarves.

Perhaps given enough time for Zelin, he can think of other solutions, but time is tight, this is the best solution he can think of in a short time.

"I hope I can defeat the orcs, so I came here. I hope that the races near the Lone Mountain can unite. Now that I know that unity is impossible, I want to return to River Valley City as soon as possible and let the elves and humans there retreat. We It is impossible to die in vain. Your family is right. Lonely mountain and elves have nothing to do with humans. This is the territory of dwarves. Since we cannot defeat the orcs here, why should we bleed for property that has nothing to do with us."

Zelin stood up, shook his head, and looked like he was about to leave, "I am going to leave, Bahrain, thank you for coming here with me."

"But the orcs are the enemies of all of us." Bahrain also stood up. "You can't go, we need help. The Lonely Mountain is too fragile."

"Don't beg him, Bahrain! I will take the Ironfoot Army to River Valley City!" Dyne stood up all of a sudden. "Let these humans and elves see how much we dwarves are capable of attacking orcs, for the sake of Lone Mountain, We will leave tonight!"

Chapter 753 The Brave

Bilbo and Gandalf walked together on the streets of River Valley. The sky is very cloudy, and there seems to be a cloud of clouds gathering in the northeast, even in the dark, the moonlight cannot shine on the northern wasteland. The snowflakes that had fallen in the sky for most of the day finally stopped in the middle of the night, as if the dark clouds above the head finally shook off the white snow hidden in the clouds, and drifted to the south with satisfaction, leaving a round of rare in recent days for the people of River Valley. Got the bright moon.

With the sound of iron boots stepping on the ground, a team of elven archers walked past Bilbo. The quiver behind each elves is full of arrows, and Bilbo is very thankful that these elves don't have to pour so many sharp arrows on their heads. The town is full of soldiers, elven soldiers or human militias. The news that the orc army is about to arrive in the Lonely Mountain has already spread like wildfire in the valley city. Bilbo doubts whether Gandalf deliberately spread the news to make people feel better. Ready. But in the valley city, Bilbo still couldn't feel any atmosphere of war. But the smell of soup wafts from time to time on the street.

"You leave tomorrow, Bilbo."

Gandalf is holding a staff in one hand and a pipe filled with good tobacco from the Shire in the other. "Today I will rest here for one night, and I will return to the Shire tomorrow. War is about to break out. This is not a hobbit. The Shire’s war is your place. Stay far away from here, don’t come back."

Thorin locked himself in the treasure house. He did not give any orders to the dwarves, so other dwarves walked out one after another, followed the cable and sent themselves out of the Lonely Mountain, to River Valley City. Among them, Bunbur took a lot of effort to get himself out, and almost broke the cable. But the people in River Valley were celebrating, and the dwarves naturally joined them.

Sometimes dwarves are stubborn, difficult to associate, suspicious, secretive, and have the worst manners. But once they can be determined to be friends, they will become a group of brave and kind people. If they can't drink so much wine and eat so much food, it is estimated that they can get along better with the people in River Valley. Obviously a period of time in Lonely Mountain made their lives very bad.

"Why? I am the fourteenth person you selected in the Lonely Mountain Expedition. You asked me to join the dwarves' expedition. I can't leave when they need help the most."

"The expedition has been disbanded, and Gushan has been taken back, Bilbo, it is over." Gandalf shook his head, "Come on, this will be a big battle, you shouldn't be affected."

"I can still help, Gandalf." Bilbo took two quick steps and ran to the wizard. "You need to find a trace of the orc army? I can help. I can go to the nearby wasteland. The orcs can't find me, I can find them. "

When the aid of the elves entered the River Valley City, many townspeople began to clean up the houses that had not been destroyed, and gave up the square near the chamber to the elves. Now there are tents of the elves everywhere. There is gradually a lot of life in the city. The style of the remaining buildings is completely different from that of Changhu Town. Someone is cleaning the remaining ruins and garbage on the road, those broken clay pots covered by snow and I don’t know how long they have been lying in the ruins. Doll. The statue blackened by flames has stood quietly at the intersection for nearly a hundred years, and the smoked eyes calmly watched the return of the descendants of the people who had escaped that year.

"No, Bilbo, listen to me, and leave tomorrow morning." Gandalf shook his head resolutely. "When that person returns from the Ironfoot Army, I will let him protect you back to the dense forest. Evil is growing in the dense forest, everywhere. It's a spider. Orcs gather from the north. It's dangerous here. You can't stay."

"Then I want to say goodbye to my friends." Bilbo demanded to Gandalf. "They are all in Valley City. I want to tell them that I can't just leave without saying goodbye."

"Go." Gandalf pointed at the pipe at the top of the staff, but the gem on the top of the staff flashed, as if the contact was bad, and then there was no sound.

"Hmm..." The wizard turned the gem on the top of the wand, and then tried again, but there was still no fire, he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "How on earth does Radagast use this wand..."

Bilbo ran a few steps in the direction of the dwarves. He looked back at the wizard, and then ran to the other side. He is a clever hobbit and a brave hobbit. He knows what he is going to do and what he should do. The moonlight shone from the position where the dark clouds evacuated, and there was a nearby stream blocking the outside of the city, but the river was very shallow, even for Bilbo.

Compared with the others, Bilbo came to the Smaug Wasteland earlier, with the Long Lake to the south and the Iron Hills to the east. They were facing the lone mountain. If the orcs came from the other side, Bilbo knew that there was a place where the highest one was nearby. The place where he can see clearly the large wasteland in the direction of the Misty Mountains, and he has a knack, even the evil bats flying in the sky will not notice the hobbit.

Bilbo took a ring from his pocket, and when the ring, which was not covered by the night's golden appearance, fell on the Hobbit's index finger, he suddenly disappeared, as if he had never existed here.

"Hey, you, come here." Gandalf, who finally lit his pipe, came out smoking a cigarette, and casually stopped the only one in the group who seemed to be doing nothing. Alfred heard the voice of the wizard and said nothing. "You go find the hobbit, prepare a room and food for him, you'd better find a pony for him, he should be with the dwarves now."

"I see." Alfred said listlessly. He stretched his waist, smacked his lips, and walked to the place where there might be dwarves. "Little Hobbit, come here, hurry!"

But Alfred had just yelled a few times, and then he was covered up by the flustered footsteps. A few militiamen hurried over and ran from the street below the city to the direction of the chamber hall. They looked flustered, as if they saw something dangerous. Gandalf stopped one of them casually.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

The militiaman was breathing heavily, and the sweat on his forehead was about to flow into the corner of his eyes. He took a few deep breaths before he calmed himself down and could answer Gandalf's question.

"Don't get excited, boy, tell me what's going on?"

"Army, an army." After coughing fiercely, the militiamen came back to their senses, "They are approaching us from the valley in the east!"

Chapter 754 Alliance

There was a riot in River Valley City. A group of militiamen ran towards the wall with weapons. Many people still didn't understand the situation, but the elves didn't care about it. They stayed in their camp without Thrandil's order. There won't be any elven soldiers tampering. These human militias have never seen such a formation. Although the lineup of the elven army when it first arrived in River Valley City was definitely no less than the army outside the city, the people in River Valley City knew that the elves were friends with them.

"Don't worry, Bud, it must be the group of dwarves in the Iron Hills."

Thranduil sat in the seat of his tent and said to the archer who had just listened to the scout report, "But let your people be prepared and let the dwarves take a look at our strength. I want Thorin. It is very likely that these dwarves will be used as bargaining chips for their own negotiations. Be prepared to let them know that we also have enough power."

People standing on the wall can already see a group of armored dwarves rushing towards the valley. The iron armor encased the sturdy dwarf, which first appeared dark black in the night. The infantry in this team marched into the valley in square formations, followed by goat cavalry on the left and right wings. Their marching speed was very fast, and they reached the outskirts of the Lonely Mountain Wasteland in a short while.