"What's the meaning?"
After Gandalf finished speaking, Thorin Oakenshield was shocked and immediately asked.
"You, and even your entire Turin lineage, are probably wanted."
"Otherwise, the orcs would never have come to our door so quickly!"
"As for the reason, you know better than me..."
Gandalf spoke in a deep voice, and Thorin Oakenshield's heart immediately sank.
If it is true, as Gandalf said, that the entire Turin dwarf clan is wanted, the orcs can indeed follow the footsteps of people of the same bloodline and find them.
This also just explains why the Orc scouts were able to find them quickly not long after entering the range of Orc activities.
This is the only possibility.
As for the theory of coincidence or something, it is simply impossible.
After being silent for a while, Thorin Oakenshield said in a deep voice: "If this is the case, no, we must leave immediately. Orcs may come to our door at any time!"
Gandalf looked up at the sun hanging high outside and said casually: "It shouldn't happen for the time being. Orcs don't like the sun."
"It's time to go, at least we must go far enough before dark..."
Thorin Oakenshield shook his head and walked towards the resting people.
"We just experienced a battle last night and ran for most of the night. Do you think we can continue on the road now?"
"Even if we can, those horses certainly can't."
Gandalf continued to speak, and Thorin Oakenshield immediately stopped.
After a moment of silence, Thorin Oakenshield turned his head and looked at Gandalf: "What do you want to say?"
"This is very close to the Hidden Valley..."
"We can continue to move forward along the valley, so that the orcs won't dare to catch up..."
Gandalf continued to speak, but was decisively interrupted by Thorin Oakenshield: "No!"
"I told you, I don't want to go anywhere near that place!"
"Why?"
"We don't just go there to hide from the orcs."
"The elves will also help us. We can replenish food, have a real good rest, and listen to the elves' advice."
Gandalf has always been a little confused. This is a matter of killing multiple birds with one stone and causing no harm.
"I don't need their advice!"
Thorin Oakenshield refused without hesitation.
"But King Elrond can help us decipher that map!"
"Don't forget, there are too few people in Middle-earth who can interpret that map."
"And now we have an opportunity. As long as we enter the Hidden Valley, all our current difficulties can be solved."
Gandalf spoke in a deep voice.
"Help us?"
"Did the elves help us when the dragon Smaug attacked Erub?"
"Did the elves help us when those damn orcs plundered Moria and desecrated our temple?"
"No, they're just watching!"
"Now you actually want me to beg the people who betrayed my grandfather, my father, and the entire Turin clan of elves?"
Thorin Oakenshield turned to look at Gandalf, shook his head firmly and said coldly.
"But you're not them!"
"I gave you the map and the key, not to let you live in your memory forever and always remember hatred!"
Listening to Thorin Oakenshield's extremely stubborn words, Gandalf's expression turned cold and he shouted.
"That's the key to the Lonely Mountain, and you have no right to keep it."
Thorin Oakenshield continued, as stubborn as the hardest granite.
"snort..."
Seeing Thorin Oakenshield's stubborn face, Gandalf was really angry.
The team was attacked just last night, and now they are wanted by orcs. The food is almost exhausted, and everyone in the expedition team is sleepy and tired.
And there is the biggest problem: the secret passage hidden in the lonely mountain in that map has not been solved.
The entire team faced so many difficulties.
Obviously as long as you enter the hidden valley, you can get everything solved.
Thorin Oakenshield actually stubbornly turned a blind eye to this because of the family feud many years ago.
This is a joke.
"snort..."
"I hope you won't regret it..."
Gandalf laughed in anger, snorted coldly, turned around and walked out.
He knew that the dwarves were stubborn, but he didn't expect that the other party could be so stubborn.
This is no longer stubborn, this is unreasonable.
Gandalf stormed out of the house.
A group of dwarves resting outside immediately looked over.
Everyone heard the argument between Gandalf and Thorin Oakenshield just now.
"Are you okay Gandalf?"
"where are you going?"
Looking at Gandalf who was hurriedly walking out with an angry look on his face, Bilbo immediately stood up and asked.
"Go find the only rational person in the team!"
"who is it?"
"Myself!"
Gandalf stormed away.
The originally relaxed atmosphere in the camp immediately fell silent.
The team was attacked by orcs just last night.
Now the leader, Thorin Oakenshield, was arguing with the wizard Gandalf again.
Everyone was a little worried.
"Rumble..."
At this time, a deafening thunder suddenly came from the sky.
Everyone was shocked.
Look up immediately.
I saw that the sky that was sunny not long ago was now covered with clouds.
The sky was gloomy and it was about to rain.
"Damn, I was shocked..."
"Why does the sky change so quickly..."
"Quick, it's going to rain, let's go set up a tent..."
"Wait a minute, it shouldn't be that fast..."
"No, it's already down..."
"Quickly, set up the tent. In this weather, I don't want to get wet..."
Heavy raindrops fell quickly.
The temporary camp was immediately buzzing with activity.
A clearing in the woods not far from the camp.
Morgan's training also came to a halt.
The discomfort caused by strengthening and improving attributes has no impact at all.
White Crow's swordsmanship has improved a lot as a result.
As for the archery skills that have now reached the LV3 level.
Next, just absorb it slowly and train slowly.
"Pa bang bang..."
This autumn rain came quickly.
It didn't even take half an hour from thunder to rain.
As soon as I brought the kettle to my mouth, dense raindrops fell down like crazy.
"grass..."
Morgan breathed out the fragrance and ignored the water. He put away his sword, took the water bottle and ran towards the camp not far away.
This temporary camp has no caves to shelter from the rain.
Morgan quickly returned to the camp and saw Bilbo struggling to open the tent.
Morgan immediately stepped forward to help.
When most of his clothes were soaked, Morgan and Bilbo finally opened the tent that belonged to him, Bilbo, and Gandalf.
"Why don't you see Gandalf?"
Morgan asked casually after taking off his leather armor.
"I don't know either."
"Gandalf and Thorin had an argument and then went out..."
Bilbo shook his head.
"Gandalf and Thorin had a quarrel?"
"When did this happen?"
Morgan turned his head and looked at Bilbo.
"Just now, before it rained..."
After Bilbo finished speaking, Morgan immediately thought of something and immediately walked out shirtless.
Then, he saw an abandoned and dilapidated wooden house sitting in the corner of the camp not far away.
Looking at the abandoned wooden house, Morgan narrowed his eyes slightly, memories of the plot quickly flashed through his mind, and he murmured: "Trolls..."
