The extremely thick boulder wall separates the inside and outside of Gushan.
"What do you want to say? Just say it and I'll listen..."
Thorin Oakenshield looked at Bard in the gap, spoke lightly and made a gesture of listening.
"In the name of the people of Changhu Town, I ask you to keep your promise."
Bard looked at Thorin Oakenshield opposite and stated his purpose: "Give some of the treasure so that they can rebuild their home."
"I knew the boatman in front of me was here for this matter."
Thorin Oakenshield sneered in his heart, and said calmly: "As long as those elven armies are still lined up in front of me, I will not negotiate with anyone."
As if aware of what Thorin Oakenshield would say, Bard said calmly: "As long as we fail to negotiate, the army will attack the mountains."
"so what!"
Having been defeated by a single word, Thorin Oakenshield was finally too lazy to continue pretending, and quickly returned to his previous arrogant attitude and sneered: "That doesn't threaten me."
Looking at Thorin Oakenshield who changed his previous attitude and quickly broke his face.
At this time, Bud believed Morgan's words more and more.
But he still refused to give up.
Bard looked at Thorin and said helplessly: "Then do you still have a conscience, Your Highness?"
"Can't you see in your heart that our request is reasonable?"
"My people helped you, but you brought them only death and destruction..."
Before Bard finished speaking, Thorin Oakenshield immediately interrupted coldly: "If I hadn't promised you a large amount of treasure, which human in Long Lake Town would take the initiative to help us?"
Bard was stunned by Thorin's righteous words, and he immediately said: "Yes, you promised, our agreement has been reached and has come into effect!"
"You should fulfill your promise, right?"
Bard looked at Thorin Oakenshield and asked loudly and angrily.
Now that he has broken his skin, there is no need for him to suppress it any further.
"protocol?"
Thorin Oakenshield immediately sneered: "What other agreement is there between us?"
"We had no choice at that time. We could only exchange our clan's treasures with you."
"Use our own things to buy the freedom we need..."
"You think that's a fair deal?"
Thorin Oakenshield looked at Bard and yelled.
The intense reaction seemed like he had been greatly wronged and had been holding it back until now before he could vent it out.
Thorin's angry yell made Bard a little confused.
He had never seen such a shameless person.
He wanted to take a look at Thorin Oakenshield's words.
Looking at Bard who lowered his head in reflection, Thorin Oakenshield finally expressed his plan: "Now, please tell me, Mr. Bard, the dragon-slaying warrior, why should I abide by such an agreement?"
Thorin Oakenshield looked at Bard and spoke contemptuously.
Opposite the stone crevice, Bard, who had finally cleared his mind, raised his head, looked at Thorin Oakenshield, who spoke of greed and shamelessness, and asked with dignity, "Because you made a promise to us."
"As the king under the mountain, are the words and promises you have made so worthless?"
Looking at Bud's disbelieving eyes, He was unable to refute his words.
Thorin Oakenshield fell silent. He no longer looked at the human opposite him. He lowered his head in silence and quickly tried to formulate a rebuttal in his mind.
However, he was at a loss for words and couldn't think of anything more reasonable to say.
So Thorin Oakenshield hid behind the stone crevice.
Just as he was about to speak, he saw not far in front of him, all the members of the expedition team were standing together, looking at him seriously.
Apparently, the conversation he had just had with the human was heard by all of them.
But so what!
Here, the entire Gushan has the final say!
Thinking of this, Thorin Oakenshield no longer looked at the members of the expedition team in front of him, but turned his head and shouted at Bard on the other side of the stone crevice: "Get out!"
"Get out of here!"
"Or I'll shoot you to death with an arrow!"
Thorin Oakenshield hid behind the thick stone wall and yelled outside.
"Damn greedy dwarf!"
On the other side of the stone gap, Thorin Oakenshield could not be seen for a long time. Instead, he waited for the other party's shameless shouting. Bard cursed angrily and finally had to turn around and leave.
Inside the boulder city wall.
Looking at the dwarves in front of him who were staring at him closely, Thorin Oakenshield looked unhappy and immediately said coldly: "What are you doing standing here!"
"Are we going to wait for those damn elves to attack?"
"Now that we have recaptured Eribo!"
"Now, we must protect it!"
"Everyone, get ready!"
"Dwalin, take them to the weapons warehouse."
"yes..."
Under the strong momentum and command of Thorin Oakenshield.
Even the dwarves present were dissatisfied.
But no one dared to say anything.
Even the white-bearded Balin just shook his head and sighed, and said no more.
He had said too much, but Thorin was no longer the same Thorin he had been.
A group of dwarves followed Dwalin quickly towards the depths of the Lonely Mountain.
Bilbo, who finally left, was disappointed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything immediately like before.
He just looked deeply at Thorin Oakenshield.
Then he turned around and strode towards the retreating dwarves.
Outside Gushan.
Riverdale Town.
Morgan and Elf King Thranduil were standing at the entrance of the gate, waiting for Bard to return.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
Bud was very fast, and the sound of horse hooves came with a rumble.
Looking at the angry expression still on Bud's face.
Without even asking, Morgan knew that the conversation between Bard and Thorin Oakenshield fell apart just like in the memory of the plot.
"Thorin won't listen to anything!"
"They don't plan to give us anything!"
Before anyone arrived, Bud's angry voice came first along with the sound of horse hooves.
Reining his horse and stopping in front of Morgan and the Elf King, Bard looked angry and puzzled: "I really can't understand why Thorin would choose to risk war instead of sharing even a little bit of our treasure!"
"A treasure we deserve!"
Bard spoke angrily, Thranduil seemed to have realized this result a long time ago, and said coldly: "This is normal!"
"It never works out to reason with dwarves."
"Because they only know one thing..."
Thranduil said as he pulled out the exquisite long sword from his waist, stared at the sword in front of him and said solemnly: "Then we will fight them hard!"
"I will attack at the crack of dawn tomorrow."
"Would you like to come together..."
The Elf King said as he put the sword back into its scabbard, turned around and prepared to leave.
At this time, the silent Morgan suddenly said: "Why does Your Majesty Thranduil have to wait until dawn tomorrow? I think it is better to launch the attack now."
Morgan finished speaking.
Bud looked stunned when he heard this.
Thranduil immediately stopped.
Seeing the two people stop, Morgan continued: "Dwarves are not stupid."
"Thorin Oakenshield may be suffering from a disease, but his mind is clear."
"Your Majesty Thranduil, your army is right in front of you. He...he dares to risk war so blatantly and is not willing to part with even a single gold coin of wealth."
"Don't you... think it's a bit... strange..."
Morgan continued to speak, but felt that these words were getting heavier and heavier.
It was as if a dark shadow had been cast over his spirit.
It made his thoughts confused, muddy, heavy, and miserable.
However, Morgan still persisted, trying his best to keep his speech rate and gritted his teeth: "Maybe..."
But as soon as he opened his mouth this time, he seemed to feel an unparalleled sense of fear in his mind.
Let Morgan clearly realize that as long as he dares to continue talking, something terrible will happen next.
So Morgan shut up.
"Maybe what?"
Elf King Thranduil turned his head and looked at Morgan and asked.
"Maybe I'm just overthinking it."
Morgan shook his head and said no more.
The Elf King said lightly: "It seems you don't know them well enough."
"Their greed has already penetrated deep into their souls and blood!"
After speaking, the Elf King turned and walked towards the valley town.
Bud dismounted and walked forward. Looking at Morgan, whose face quickly turned pale and beads of sweat even appeared on his forehead, he quickly asked: "Morgan, are you okay?"
