Morgan knew what the dwarves were thinking.
Just like Thorin Oakenshield said before.
Now that the trolls are trying to escape, there is really no need for the dwarves to risk a fight to the death.
It's understandable that Morgan would have agreed to this if he hadn't known about the treasure hidden in the Troll's Cave.
But now the key troll hiding cave not only contains a lot of gold and silver treasures, but also several high elf swords.
But Morgan couldn't explain it to the group.
The cross sword that Morgan now uses is the most common iron sword brought by the town guard from the town of Ferro by its original owner.
He has wanted to change to a long sword for a long time.
More than a month ago in Hobbiton, when Gandalf took him to sell the giant bear, he wanted to change the sword, but the money was not enough.
The swords of the high elves now hidden in the troll cave are waiting for him.
How could Morgan bear this?
Just like those who like playing computers want to own an alien, those who like motorcycles want to own a Kawasaki, and those who like four wheels dream of owning a Lambo Ferrari.
Morgan, who now likes to play with swords, is also unable to resist the temptation of the high elf sword.
"Am I going to have to do it alone in the end..."
Seeing the last and largest troll breaking out of the encirclement of the dwarves, it was about to run deep into the forest.
This thought came to Morgan's mind again.
Two of the three trolls were shot dead by him, and now only the last one is left.
If he really wants to do it alone, although it will be a little troublesome to kill the other party, it will definitely not be too difficult.
But the key is that killing the opponent is simple.
It is also easy to monopolize the treasures and swords in the troll cave.
What's rare is how to explain to everyone in the expedition team when he takes out the high elf sword.
You can't say you picked it up on the road.
Morgan wants to gain the trust of everyone, which will be beneficial to his future plans.
He is doing a good job now, but if he rashly pulls out the Elf Sword without being able to explain the reason, he may break this trust and it will be a waste.
Gan!
Morgan felt unhappy and suddenly noticed that the rain around him had become much lighter.
Looking up at the sky, I found that the sky was getting a lot brighter.
This early autumn rainstorm has been falling for nearly an hour, and it must be coming to an end soon.
And with the trolls making such a fuss.
Once the rain stops, Thorin Oakenshield will definitely let the team continue on their way.
"No matter, let's not worry about whether it can be used or not. Kill the troll first and take possession of the treasure in the opponent's cave and the sword of the high elf for yourself!"
"At worst, bury it first, mark it, and pick it up later when you have time."
Just when Morgan secretly made up his mind.
When the last troll was about to flee deep into the forest.
Suddenly, a burst of dazzling white light burst out in front of the troll.
The troll looked extremely frightened, covered his eyes and yelled, and quickly backed away.
It's just that he was too big and he retreated too quickly. He fell to the ground before taking two steps back.
"Bang..."
The ground shook.
At this time, everyone in the expedition team had not yet taken their eyes away from the troll.
Seeing such a change, Morgan looked overjoyed.
He immediately chased after him with a long bow in hand.
At this time, the person who caused such a fright to the troll came out.
Wearing a gray robe, holding a wooden staff, and wearing a gray pointed hat.
It was Gandalf, the wizard who had left before.
Seeing that the dwarves were still indifferent, Gandalf immediately shouted: "This is the rock troll. This kind of monster is extremely revengeful."
"What are you doing standing there? Are you waiting for this monster to chat with you at night?"
After Gandalf finished speaking, Thorin Oakenshield reacted immediately.
"Quick, go up and entangle it and create opportunities for Morgan!"
Thorin Oakenshield's expression changed and he roared.
The dwarves finally reacted and immediately rushed towards the fallen troll.
The troll, who was originally extremely afraid of light, had just become extremely frightened.
But when he found out that he was fine, the troll quickly reacted.
It's just that the troll, who was huge and strong and nearly five meters tall, fell to the ground and couldn't get up easily.
Before the troll could get up, Morgan, who was the first to start, quickly rushed to the troll's side.
He looked at the huge creature struggling to get up right in front of him.
Morgan immediately jumped up to a nearby big tree, quickly climbed to the center of the trunk, hooked his feet on the trunk, stepped out sideways, held the bow in one hand, and drew the arrow from the quiver on his back with the other.
Unlike before, when dealing with these trolls, I focused on using only one arrow.
Morgan drew three arrows this time.
The three arrows were quickly put on the bowstring, and Morgan's eyes immediately became focused and profound as he looked at the huge troll.
Morgan hasn't made a move yet.
At this time, the troll struggled to stand up.
A group of dwarves finally arrived.
Thorin Oakenshield looked at the figure hanging on a tree trunk not far away with a bow and arrow aimed at the troll, and immediately shouted:
"Quick, get on...don't let it stand up!"
Thorin Oakenshield roared and rushed forward first, stabbing the troll's thick lower limbs as he stood up tremblingly with his sword.
The dwarves following Thorin Oakenshield also noticed Morgan's figure at this time.
They swarmed forward and rushed to the troll's side. They raised various weapons and stabbed them randomly.
If there are too many ants, they can kill a person.
What's more, the dwarves are much stronger than the ants relatively speaking.
A large number of attacks immediately injured the giant troll's legs. The huge body that was about to stand up was immediately unable to stand up when the key leg was injured.
His feet softened, and with a roar, the troll's entire body fell to the ground again.
"Damn it!"
"You damn dwarf carrots!"
The troll Menbai was furious and immediately waved his big hand and slapped the surrounding dwarves fiercely.
These annoying dwarf carrots, when he gets up, he will definitely eat these dwarves alive.
Menber had already noticed that the human archer not far away who shot his brother Robb and Quebber was aiming at him.
So he didn't stand up, but put a hand in front of his eyes, and then started to turn around.
Menbo believed that as long as he was not shot in the eye, the human archers could not do anything to him.
Morgan aimed at the huge troll very calmly. He did not fire his bow rashly, nor did he slack off at all because of the troll's face-covering behavior.
He was waiting for the best opportunity, a chance to kill with one blow like before.
He believes this group of partners will create such opportunities for him.
Just when the troll was about to turn around, Gandalf finally took action again.
He quickly approached the troll, and then raised the staff in his hand high.
"Wow..."
The dazzling white light once again bloomed in front of the troll's eyes.
"Ouch..."
The troll screamed, its figure hurriedly leaned back, and its huge bald head tried its best to hide to the side.
"It's now!"
At the moment when the troll was too panicked to cover his eyes.
Morgan seized the opportunity and plucked the string with his fingers on the longbow.
