The next day, the light of Yaryn shone almost directly, and Bilbo was awakened by the neighing of the pony and the lively noise of the dwarves.
He jumped out of bed as quickly as he had done back home at Bag End.
"Ah, why didn't you call me?" He came to the living room and found that everyone had already started eating lunch, and the table was filled with food and nuts. But there was no wine, because they all knew that it would be time to set off soon.
"Lazy Bones, you finally got up." Bofur said with a smile, "If you don't get up, we will eat up all the lunch and let you go on the road hungry alone."
"This can't be done!" Bilbo quickly climbed onto a bench, sat down with everyone and ate the lunch prepared by the master for the guests.
While eating, I looked around.
"Where are Lord Gandalf and Lord Turka?" Bilbo asked curiously when he found that Beorn and the two important figures in the team were not there.
"When we woke up, they were gone. There was only food on the table." Balin said: "Probably somewhere outside, you know, you don't need to ask us where they went."
In fact, until they had a sumptuous lunch, the owner and the Silver King still had not returned.
It lasted until about 2 o'clock in the afternoon, when Beorn and the Silver King hurried in.
"We went to patrol the area."
Gandalf said: "Lord Turka and Beorn found the Orc spies who were following us and eliminated the threats in our rear."
"They are so cunning. They hide very far away and are hidden." Beorn looked a little excited. Whether it was an illusion or not, Bilbo seemed to smell a bit of blood from his mouth. "But we still found them. We cut off their heads and put them up on the surrounding forks to warn those shameless guys."
Turka smiled and said nothing.
But no one dares to look down upon him, because the deeds of the Silver King have been written into stories and poems and become legends. Even Beorn knows it very well.
"I hope the next journey will be smoother." Gandalf said: "You can take the old forest road, which was built when the elves moved westward. Later, the long-bearded dwarves reinforced it, and it is almost safe."
"You said almost." Thorin frowned, noticing a certain word in the old wizard's mouth.
The gray-robed wizard opened his mouth but stopped talking.
Beorn glanced at him and said: "The wood elves (ie Silvan elves) are more dangerous than the western elves. They are not so wise, but more exclusive. They don't like other races entering their country. And as far as I know You know, since the war ten years ago, although the greatest evil has been driven away, some other things are also growing at the same time. Traveling through the dark forest at this time cannot be called safe."
Bilbo noticed another word.
"You mean you?" The hobbit was very surprised, even a little reluctant: "Aren't you with us? Gandalf."
"I have other tasks." Gandalf took out the pipe that he hadn't smoked for a while, lit a stick of longgu tobacco, and started puffing away: "I can't accompany you on the rest of the journey, but Tur Lord Car will look after you, Bilbo, and that is more reassuring than me."
This was indeed surprising news, and all the dwarves looked over.
"But without you, I mean: with only Lord Turka, wouldn't it be difficult to deal with Smaug?" Bofur said hurriedly.
So why are dwarves so annoying? Isn’t that why?
This sentence is very demeaning to the Silver King.
The wizard quickly said: "It's not that I don't want to accompany you, but my mission is also very important and I can't refuse it. And can't Lord Turka solve this problem?"
Thorin also said: "Shut up, this is our own business. Do we expect everything from others?" The dwarves muttered and closed their mouths with worried eyes.
Thorin looked at Turka apologetically.
Turka shook his head and said he didn't mind. He had already seen a lot of the dwarves' temperament, and he would no longer be angry at their impoliteness and rudeness.
Although Bilbo was very reluctant to leave, at this point he could only watch the two parties break up here.
They got on the horses that Beorn lent them, and after saying goodbye to the wizard Gandalf several times, they galloped out of the door with their whips raised.
Beorn gave each of them a pony, and Gandalf a full-grown steed, for their journey into the unknown, and filled them with plenty of food.
If carefully arranged, this food would last them several weeks.
These foods are specially packaged and easy to carry - there are nuts, flour, dried fruits in airtight jars, honey, and twice-baked cakes, which can be stored for a long time and only need to be eaten once A small mouthful can go a long way. Somewhat similar to the Elf Rambas.
The dwarves walked east toward the Old Jungle Road.
The wizard walked south, preparing to go to Gondor.
This was decided by the Holy White Council when they were in Rivendell.
The plague (witchcraft) thing made them very uneasy, and the Holy White Council decided to send the wizards to various places to check the detailed situation. Among them, Radagast the Brown went to the north, Saruman the White went to Rohan, and Gandalf the Gray went to Gondor.
They will pay attention to the situation in various places to ensure that if darkness really comes back, they must clear the shadow of the dark forces in various places before then.
This is more important than slaying the dragon.
Radagast the Brown and Saruman the White had already set off. Gandalf was supposed to break up with the dwarves when they were in Rivendell, but the wizard argued hard and stayed with the dwarves for an extra period of time.
But now he could delay no longer, it was time for him to set off.
Things in the human world are becoming more and more serious, and Gandalf even has a premonition that this will affect the future direction of Middle-Continent. It is the wizard's responsibility to ensure the safety of this land, and he is bound to do so.
In fact, Turka is also very worried about things in the north, and he has been restless these days.
But the matter of the One Ring is also very important;
Secondly, he had promised to help the dwarves regain their homeland, and he could not shirk it - at this time, he had not yet learned that Arathorn had been assassinated and Annuminas was in turmoil.
He just watched the wizard's figure running further and further away with very deep eyes, and then he and the dwarves began to gallop on their horses.
They left Beorn's territory surrounded by high fences from the east. After coming out, they immediately turned southeast and headed towards Mirkwood.
The dark mountains stood behind them, and in the distance, a thin river carrying the trees on both sides was approaching.
When they set out, the sun had just moved to the west. By night, the sun would cast thousands of golden lights on the land around them.
They passed through meadows and river valleys, and passed through hills covered with flowers.
Everyone stopped talking and laughing because they knew that the last dangerous journey was waiting for them ahead.
Night soon fell, and when the peaks of the mountains revealed their ferocious faces against the setting sun, they set up camp and arranged a vigil in shifts.
After dawn the next day, it was still a sunny and sunny scene.
A layer of autumn-like white mist lightly enveloped the ground, and the air was slightly chilly. But not long after, the fiery red sun rose from the east, and the mist dissipated.
The adventure team continues to set off.
They rode eastward for another day, and finally they came to the entrance of Mirkwood.
This is an extremely majestic forest, many times larger than the forests Bilbo has seen before. The trunks of the trees here are very thick, covered with burls, the branches are twisted, and the leaves are long and dark.
Vines cling to them and extend along the ground.
Here, you can't even hear the singing of birds, the wild deer are nowhere to be seen, and even the rabbits are hidden in the most secret places.
"I don't like this forest very much." Bilbo murmured, riding on a pony: "The atmosphere here is too depressing. I always feel like something is peeping at me."
"This is the Big Green Forest!" Turka stopped in front of the forest and said: "One of the most dangerous journeys ahead for us. I hope you can follow me closely and don't deviate too far from the main road. Although the elves come from time to time, There are some dangerous things to clean up, but the forest is one of the easiest places to breed darkness, just like the mountains. None of us know what we will encounter next.”
Turka's words increased the worries of the dwarves and Bilbo.
But none of them retreated, and everyone followed closely behind the Silver King into this dense and towering forest.
In the distance, a huge black bear stood on a hill, watching them from a distance.
He is Beorn.
The skin-changer has actually been protecting them secretly. Until they entered the forest.
Hopefully my horse won’t be swallowed up by the forest.
Beorn thought.
He let out a long roar as a farewell, then turned and left.
The dwarves and Bilbo heard the roar and knew that the big bear had left, and their hearts became heavier.
The trail's entrance was marked by two large trees leaning against each other, looking like arches leading into some dark tunnel. The trail is paved with stone but is narrow and winds between trees.
The sound of the horse's hooves stepping on it was like the sound of heavy drums.
Soon, the light from the entrance turned into a small bright hole in the distance behind, and there was deathly silence all around.
This aggravated the gloomy atmosphere, and it seemed that all the trees were moving towards them, listening attentively.
The Holy Spirit Nahal walking in front has become the source of courage in almost everyone's heart.
Under the deep forest, its snow-white figure was like a ball of silver light, and like a beacon walking at the forefront, guiding everyone in the direction of progress.
Occasionally, it would stop and wait for the dwarves and hobbits behind it to make sure they weren't lost.
Occasionally, it will hiss and run forward quickly to check whether the road ahead is safe.
This made Dwalin, Gloin, and Oreno Redori begin to remember that many years ago, under the guidance of this figure, they went straight to the evil ancient fortress in the north to fight the orcs to the death. .
Although the dwarves who had not participated in the series of wars many years ago, such as Filiqili, Balin, Bofur, Bombur, and Oin, felt that they were not as big as Dwalin and Gloin, they were still attracted by Nahal's holy and strong body. The posture attracted and impressed.
"I think."
The Filikili brothers whispered again: "Even Master Baggins has ridden on it. Maybe it will agree to let us touch it."
Although he was quickly interrupted by Balin and even Thorin scolding him in low voices. But whenever this happens, Bilbo always feels a surge of deep pride.
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