"It's indeed a troll!"
"There's only one here, there should be two more."
"However, this kind of troll in the memory plot should be very afraid of the sun and will basically not appear during the day."
"What's the reason for appearing in the forest now and stealing the expedition team's horse?"
"Is it because of the rain?"
"Is there any other reason?"
The first time he saw the tall troll monster from a distance, all kinds of questions immediately flashed through Morgan's mind.
It's not that he's paranoid.
But the plot world in my memory is just a movie after all.
Morgan now exists in this real world of Middle-earth.
In the real world, accidents can happen to everything.
How can a movie of a few hours convey a plot that lasts for months, years, or even decades?
If he believed anything in the news in the memory drama movie world.
Then sooner or later, Morgan will definitely die from that so-called "plot experience".
Morgan was always cautious, how could he not care.
Just like last night's sneak attack, just like the trolls that appeared in the heavy rain today.
This has never appeared in the world of memory plots.
These are all "accidents".
"Quick, over there!"
The dwarf beside them shouted quickly, and the group of people rushed towards the troll.
Morgan didn't think much and followed immediately.
As he approached the troll, Morgan took the longbow off his back and drew the arrows.
As soon as the dwarf Bofur rushed up with a short hammer, he saw a huge dead tree trunk roaring and sweeping over.
He quickly rolled to the side and accidentally took a mouthful of mud.
"Bah bah..."
"Damn, what kind of monster is this?"
"careful..."
"We don't know either."
"We can't get close to each other at all. Is Morgan here?"
The dwarf Fili nimbly avoided the attacks of the trolls while constantly provoking them.
"I'm here!"
Morgan yelled, and after the words fell, the bowstring in his hand immediately made a muffled sound.
"Whoosh..."
An arrow quickly shot from Morgan's hand toward the troll in the distance.
The next second.
"Ouch..."
The troll screamed in agony.
The arrow suddenly pierced the troll's hairless head.
"Ouch..."
The troll cried out in pain, and immediately let go of the captured pony with his other hand, found the arrow on his head and pulled it out.
Looking at the bloody arrow, the troll turned his head to look at Morgan and yelled: "Damn humans!"
"I'm going to eat you alive!"
The pained troll didn't care about the horse that fell to the ground and escaped, or the other dwarves, and just roared and rushed towards Morgan.
"idiot!"
Morgan sneered, and the bowstring in his hand made a muffled sound again.
"Whoosh..."
The arrows shot away.
"Ouch..."
The screams came again.
Morgan's arrow hit the small, funny, turned-out nose on the troll's bald head.
Looking at the troll in the distance, he stretched out his hand to touch the arrow on the tip of his nose and trembled in pain.
Morgan curled his lips. He originally wanted to shoot the other person in the eye.
"Damn humans, damn it!"
The troll cried out in pain.
He was about to charge at Morgan again.
But he noticed a movement not far behind him.
Morgan looked up and saw that all the dwarves in the temporary camp had arrived.
Then came the scene that disappointed Morgan.
The troll looked at the dwarves rushing from behind and then at Morgan. He immediately got scared and turned around to leave.
"Still trying to run!"
Watching the troll try to escape, Morgan wouldn't let him.
Such a good opportunity would be gone if you run away.
"Hey big guy, I'm here!"
Morgan quickly stepped forward and shouted, without even pulling down the long bow in his hand.
He raised his hand and shot another arrow.
"Ouch..."
The troll cried out in pain again.
The arrow hit the troll's bare back of the head again.
The troll seemed to sense the danger.
He no longer said harsh words, he didn't even pull out the arrow on the back of his head, he just ran into the depths of the forest with a dull head.
The troll is huge and covers a long distance with each step, so it runs very fast.
It was easy for the dwarves to distance themselves.
Morgan is faster, and his agility has been enhanced to LV2. His current movement speed is more than twice as fast as before the enhancement.
But seeing the troll just trying to escape, Morgan just wanted to curse.
The monster has rough skin and thick flesh. If it doesn't hit a fatal spot like the eye, even if it turns the opponent into a hedgehog, it won't be able to kill him.
If you can't kill the troll, forget about the treasure and sword hidden in the cave.
Morgan ran after him without a second thought.
"Morgan..."
At this time, Thorin Oakenshield's voice came not far away.
Morgan stopped and looked at the dwarf prince who was surrounded by a group of dwarves.
"There is no need to chase it anymore. It has been driven away. There is no need for us to take risks..."
Thorin Oakenshield looked at Morgan and shook his head and said.
"But, we've hurt it, what if it comes back?"
Morgan knew that Thorin Oakenshield had a point.
Such a huge monster is powerful and not easy to kill.
If the expedition team rushes to deal with it, casualties are likely to occur.
But Morgan didn't want to just give up.
There was treasure and an elf sword hidden in the cave where the trolls were hiding, and he couldn't tell.
"Don't worry, we won't stay here long."
"We'll leave as soon as the rain stops..."
Thorin Oakenshield finished speaking.
Sure enough, Morgan thought, the plot changed again.
But can it rain all day?
Morgan looked up at the sky, where it was still raining heavily.
"No, look over there..."
At this time, the dwarf Fili suddenly spoke.
Everyone looked in the direction of Feili's finger.
In the heavy rain, the huge troll that had just escaped in a hurry appeared again.
But this time there wasn’t just one, but three.
There is also an arrow stuck in the nose, and the giant troll looks like a pig with a green onion in the nose.
Followed by two taller and stronger trolls, holding thicker tree trunks.
The other party obviously came for revenge.
"It's not easy for us to leave now..."
Bilbo suddenly spoke softly.
Morgan agrees.
"Kili, follow on!"
Thorin Oakenshield's expression changed, and he quickly threw the longbow arrow he had brought to Kili.
"Separate the others, stay together. Don't fight head-on. Mainly interfere and entangle."
"The rest will be left to Morgan and Kili..."
Thorin Oakenshield reacted quickly. When he saw the three trolls appearing, he knew that this battle was inevitable.
"Are you sure?"
Thorin Oakenshield finished his instructions and looked at Morgan and asked.
"certainly!"
Morgan grinned, showing a mouth full of cold white teeth.
"Quick, quick..."
"Separate them all..."
Thorin Oakenshield shouted, and the dwarves immediately dispersed.
Morgan and Kili stood in the corner behind everyone with long bows in hand, waiting for the opportunity.
The battle is about to break out.
