Deep in Mirkwood.
The trees are dense, the space is small, the air is thin and foggy.
Everything in the surrounding world seems to be only two extreme colors of black and white.
The whole forest seemed extremely depressing.
"Morgan, what are you...doing?"
Seeing Morgan holding the dagger and gesticulating on his leg, Bilbo shook his head and looked at Morgan and said confusedly.
Bilbo's extremely groggy head could no longer react quickly.
At this time, all members of the expedition team were in poor condition.
Hearing the voice coming from beside him, Morgan kept shaking his head vigorously, trying his best to maintain a trace of sanity.
He slowly turned his head, looked at Bilbo beside him and said, "It's nothing, just wake yourself up."
After saying that, he ignored Bilbo and picked up the dagger and struck it on a part of his thigh that was fleshy and had little impact.
For a moment, a hint of severe pain immediately shook Morgan's spirit.
In my already tired and heavy head, it was like a cool breeze blowing from a dead summer evening.
Morgan was sober for a moment.
At the same time, a cut was immediately made on the thigh, and traces of bright red blood flowed out from the wound.
"hiss..."
His head was dizzy but his pain-sensing nerves were not affected at all.
Morgan shuddered.
Turning his head, he saw that Bilbo's attention was attracted by the white spider web on the dead tree trunk behind him.
Trying to reach out and stir.
Morgan, who had sobered up a lot, saw this scene and immediately remembered that in the memory plot, Bilbo's move seemed to attract a giant demonized spider monster.
So, Morgan grabbed Bilbo's hand that was reaching for the spider web, and said: "This is a cursed and ominous forest. We'd better not touch these things."
"Well..."
Bilbo was stunned by what Morgan said. Although Bilbo was dizzy and his reaction was not as fast as usual, it did not mean that he was brainless.
After reacting, Bilbo looked at Morgan with a silly smile and said, "You're right, Morgan..."
At this time.
Thorin Oakenshield at the front of the team looked at another intersection not far away in front of him in a daze, and then said resolutely: "This damn forest seems to never end. Maybe we should try another road..."
"Go this way..."
Speaking alone, Thorin Oakenshield pushed aside the dwarf Eulidor who was blocking him, and strode forward.
Dwarf Bofur saw Thorin Oakenshield's movements and immediately said: "Wait a minute, Gandalf said we cannot deviate..."
Before he finished speaking, he was rudely interrupted by Thorin Oakenshield: "I have the final say here, do as I say, and follow me."
Thorin Oakenshield said and walked forward on his own.
At this moment, the dwarf Orle, who was dizzy and unsteady on his feet, was pushed by Thorin Oakenshield and immediately fell towards Morgan and Bilbo behind him.
Morgan, who had just stood up, was hit by Ori from behind. He was caught off guard and fell onto a large spider web behind him.
The huge movement immediately caused all the surrounding spider webs to shake violently.
Morgan turned over and stood up. He didn't have time to tear off the sticky spider silk wrapped around his body. He turned to look at the dwarf Ori with a dull expression, and then looked at the large spider web behind him.
Just wanted to say something.
But I heard Thorin Oakenshield's voice coming from ahead: "Follow me quickly."
Ori turned around and followed the others to another road.
Morgan immediately stopped thinking about blaming Ori, and looked at the road under his feet, which could still be vaguely inlaid with stones, and then looked at Thorin Oakenshield, who chose a purely slippery dirt road.
I still don't understand what Thorin Oakenshield did.
So he immediately shouted in a deep voice: "Thorin, you are on the wrong path. This is the path of the elves we want to take."
"Of course I know Morgan, we spent too much time on that road, we should try another way."
"The day of Turin is approaching, we can't afford to waste time..."
Obviously treating Morgan differently from other dwarves, Thorin Oakenshield explained a few words and continued to move forward.
The sound came from far away.
Watching a group of dwarves walking away ahead.
Bilbo, who already knew what happened, looked at Morgan eagerly and said, "What if they didn't listen to Gandalf and deviated from the main path?"
"what to do?"
"What else can I do if I don't follow?"
"What a damn self-righteous bigot!"
Morgan felt very unhappy.
Without Thorin Oakenshield's pride, paranoia, suspicion, and self-righteousness, the expedition's journey would have been much smoother.
Looking at the dwarf gradually going away, I knew I couldn't wait any longer.
Morgan forced himself to calm down his unhappiness and said, "What else can I do? I can only follow."
"Who told this to be a dwarf expedition?"
Morgan said as he strode towards the direction of the dwarves.
Bilbo shrugged and followed quickly.
The expedition moved on.
Leaving the main path of the elves, the road under the expedition team's feet became increasingly narrow and rugged.
Thorin Oakenshield led the expedition team forward, and then forward.
I don’t know how long it took.
Finally, the front was blocked by a dry ditch four to five meters deep, and there was no way.
"We should have turned at the intersection just behind. I saw that the road was very good. It must be the right road..."
"Which road...we have passed through more than one intersection..."
"I forgot too, that's the one..."
"What should we do, should we turn around?"
"Would it be a waste of time to turn around? I think the trench is not very deep. We should be able to get through it..."
"Don't be stupid, we can't get through it, don't forget that Pombo is still asleep..."
"Who are you calling stupid? Why can't you get through here..."
"I'm talking about you. It's such a deep trench. If you have the ability, fly over and show me..."
"You are deliberately looking for trouble, right? Feili..."
"It doesn't matter if I cause trouble for you, I won't be afraid of a thief..."
"You are asking for death, Fili..."
"boom..."
"boom..."
Seeing that there was no way ahead, the dwarves immediately started talking.
Just talking, the dwarves Fili and Ouli quickly got angry and started pushing and moving.
Feili and Ouli took action.
The two dwarves' respective brothers, Kili and Noli, immediately started shoving and yelling at each other.
Then together with Dvalin, Groin, Ouyin, Doli and the other dwarves, they immediately disliked each other and began to push each other and start talking trash to each other with angry expressions.
The stretcher bearers moved their hands to each other, and Pombo was naturally thrown to the ground on the stretcher.
Pombo showed no sign of waking up and continued to lie on the ground and fell asleep.
Watching the dwarves quickly turn into chaos in a short period of time and start taking action.
Morgan shook his groggy head vigorously, without any intention of stepping forward to dissuade him. Instead, he immediately stepped back dozens of meters, preparing to watch the excitement.
When Bilbo saw this, he immediately made the same move as Morgan.
At the same time the dwarves were pushing each other, criticizing each other, and attacking each other.
The top of the forest in Mirkwood.
Several huge dark figures were emerging from the dense bushes of withered yellow leaves.
Quickly approach the direction of the expedition team.
