Looking at the endless army, Legolas and Tauriel, who were hiding on a high rock, looked worried.
"Perhaps we should warn others," Tauriel said.
"I just hope it won't be too late." Legolas was much calmer than at the beginning. He said, "Tauriel, you go back and tell my father that the orcs from Gundaba are out and their target is It’s a lonely mountain.”
"What about you?" Tauriel said.
"I will warn Thorin Oakenshield." Legolas looked at Esgaroth. There, the dwarves had just set off, preparing to go to the Lonely Mountain to explore the dragon's lair.
Tauriel thought about it, this was the only way. So the two took action quickly.
One of them is heading east and the other is heading south.
The Jungle River separates at the entrance to the Big Green Forest.
In fact, they left too soon. Unexpectedly, after they left, Bolger sent several more messengers to the Misty Mountains.
Otherwise, they will definitely find that in addition to dealing with the enemies in Gundaba in the north, the enemies in the Misty Mountains in the west are equally deadly.
And when Legolas rushed back to the Lonely Mountain, he happened to meet Turka making his fateful throw.
"Curse you! Curse this hateful name!"
The giant Smaug escaped the fatal throw and flew high in panic. His angry roar shook the mountain peaks. Bilbo and Legolas even became unsteady and staggered.
"Sneak attack! Murder! You can only hide in the dark and throw elves' spears. You are a despicable and shameless guy. I will definitely kill you!"
With the terrifying roar, the giant dragon Smaug flew further and further away, and the silver-white king turned into a white light, followed closely behind, and disappeared at the end of the sky without even having time to say hello.
Bilbo got up from the ground with a pale face. He felt his head was pounding and his eyes were filled with stars.
"Where did the dragon go?"
The dwarves walked out of the dark door hesitantly and timidly, holding weapons in their hands and looking around in surprise.
"What happened?" Thorin stepped out of the crowd and noticed the silvery white on the horizon.
"Lord Turka arrived, severely wounded Smaug, and the dragon escaped!"
A cold voice sounded, it was Legolas.
He jumped out from behind a rock, looking dusty, but his eyes were still bright. He greeted Thorin with great etiquette and chest caressing his chest after finally taking back the dwarves' homeland.
"But I still have bad news to tell you. Bolger's army is marching towards the Lonely Mountain. They have traveled a long way from Gundaba Mountain to destroy the hopes of the dwarves and rob the dwarves of their treasures! Thorin Oakenshield, I suggest You’d better plan as soon as possible.”
Both of these two pieces of news were so exciting that the dwarves, who were so happy that the dragon was driven away by the silver-white king, immediately stopped and froze on the spot.
"What do you mean?" Once the shadow of the evil dragon was gone, Thorin became more sensitive and unreasonable. It seemed that in his eyes, everyone was trying to take advantage of his ancestral property.
"Do you want me to give up my grandfather's treasure, give up the hometown of all Turin dwarves, and wander again?" He looked at the elf prince angrily and said unceremoniously: "Besides, I doubt the truth of your news. Elf! I have not forgotten how the Elf King of the Woodland Kingdom treated me and my people. He imprisoned me! Just for the treasure in the mountain! If it weren’t for our Mr. Snitch, we wouldn’t even be able to see the shadow of our former home. Not even there!”
Bilbo didn't expect that this matter could involve him.
"Thorin, I think..." The dragon being driven away was of course a great joy, but listen to what the Elf Prince said. An army of orcs! Bilbo felt that this was really just coming out of the dragon's lair and into the wolf's den.
And he felt that there was no pain anywhere in his body, especially his head.
Smaug's voice almost shook the mountain. Now he had a severe headache. He just wanted to find a place to lie down, and no longer wanted to pay attention to dragons, treasures, orcs and the like.
But the secret door has been opened, the dragon has gone, and the importance of our Master Baggins in Thorin's eyes has been reduced to almost nothing - perhaps Thorin will turn to his 'expertise' when looking for the Arken Stone. But other things.
"Shut up, if I remember correctly, I am the leader of the team!" Thorin interrupted the hobbit in a rough voice.
Although others felt that his words were a bit excessive, Filikili and the other dwarves selectively kept their mouths shut out of distrust of the elves.
Only Balin looked worried and said to Thorin: "Thorin, maybe we should listen to Legolas's advice (the two parties already knew each other when they were in the Woodland Kingdom). Smaug has left, and I believe Lord Turka will solve the problem. Get rid of this problem. Orcs are attacking, and it may not be a bad idea to retreat temporarily now! We can gather more dwarf troops in the Iron Hills, and then retake the Lonely Mountain! Believe me, we definitely don’t need to wait two more times this time Hundreds of years ago."
But Thorin stubbornly refused, and mocked the Elf Prince for being unkind, pretending to trick him with news about the Orcs, but inside he was just like his father, the Elf King, who wanted to take advantage of the dwarves' absence to seize the treasure in the mountain. .
The main thing is.
"If I can't find the Arken Stone, I will never leave!" Thorin shouted angrily to everyone, turned around and walked into the dark door.
Fili, Kili, and Pofonori looked at each other and followed helplessly.
Dwalin, who also had no good impression of elves, even snorted, waved his hand and hit the battle ax before leaving. Balin failed to persuade him no matter how hard he tried. He could only bow apologetically to the elf prince and chase after him resignedly.
Legolas didn't expect Thorin to be so stubborn and ungrateful, and he was angered.
The enthusiasm in his heart quickly faded, but he still said: "If you think thirteen dwarves, ah, plus a hobbit can fight against the army of orcs, I can only bless you, Thorin Oakenshield! "
After saying that, he wanted to leave.
Legolas was of course willing to apologize for the Elf King Thranduil's rudeness and make some degree of compensation. But facing such a self-righteous dwarf, he was not willing to stay here and die in vain.
At this time, he didn't know that the Elf King Thranduil was also leading an army towards this direction.
Before leaving, Legolas couldn't help but ask the hobbit next to him: "What about you, Bilbo, are you going to die here with that stubborn and annoying dwarf?"
"this……"
On one side are the dwarf friends with whom he is becoming more and more affectionate, and on the other are the well-meaning elves. Bilbo doesn't know who to listen to. Thinking that he might soon face an army of orcs, our Master Baggins was frightened and reluctant to give up. He put his hands into the pockets of his small jacket in despair - this was one of the signs of his restlessness. .
His fingers involuntarily touched the magic ring in the left pocket and the gem in the right pocket.
He perked up.
"Perhaps the dwarves are indeed reckless and unscrupulous, stubborn and greedy, and also very rude." Bilbo said: "But they are my friends, and I cannot abandon them at this moment."
Legolas paused.
He took a deep look at our Mr. Snitch, lowered his head, bent down, and paid tribute to the brave and loyal hobbit.
