legend begins with lord of the rings

Chapter 113: The Despicable Dwarf (2)

Not long after, Thorin led a group of dwarves and quickly walked up the tall city wall.

Dwalin quickly walked to Thorin and whispered everything he had just discovered. He also pointed at the three Bards under the city wall from time to time.

Thorin's face gradually darkened as he listened to Dwalin's story.

"Damn fisherman, he actually got together with the elves. What does he want to do?" Thorin stared at Bard not far away and cursed softly.

"I don't know, but that elf must have bad intentions!" Looking at Thranduil under the city wall, Dwalin punched the wall angrily.

"The new mayor of Changhu Town...

He seems to be a descendant of Girion, the former king of the River Valley State. And this time Abel succeeded in slaying the dragon, and I heard that he also provided help." Balin whispered to Thorin.

The River Valley Kingdom was also very powerful for a time, and had a good relationship with the dwarves. In this way, Bard's identity is not simple now, and he is not so easily dismissed.

"I want to hear what he wants to say?" Thorin waved his hand to silence the dwarves and stared at the three people in the city with a cold expression.

"Thorin, son of Thrain, king under the mountain~"

Bard shook the reins and made the black horse take a few steps forward and stopped in front of the gate of Lonely Mountain. He looked at Thorin on the high wall and said: "Are you still willing to admit that you and Changhu Town

friendship."

Thorin looked at the human in front of him and felt that he looked disgusting. He was a robber who only wanted to steal other people's wealth.

For this kind of person, Thorin felt that he was not worthy of sympathy. He said coldly: "I don't deny that you have provided me with help, but it is not an excuse for you to blackmail me. I have already seen through your mind.

, you will not succeed.

Now that you are getting involved with those elves, do you want to show off your power to me?"

The further he talked, the worse Thorin's attitude became. The last sentence turned into a question.

Seeing that Thorin's attitude was still tough, the expression on Bard's face also turned cold: "I don't mean to offend, I just want to get back the reward that belongs to Chang Lake Town."

Thorin glanced at Thranduil behind Bard, and said in a contemptuous tone: "So, you brought help this time just to come and steal the dwarves' wealth?"

Bud was stunned for a moment when asked.

"Look, I guessed it right." The mocking look on Thorin's face became even stronger.

Seeing that Thorin had no intention of fulfilling his promise, Abel whispered to Bard: "Thorin is already ill, and the dragon disease has made him greedy. He will strictly guard all gold coins and treasures and will not share them with anyone."

As the saying goes: If Heaven wants to destroy it, it must first make it crazy.

Listen to me, we might as well go back and wait and see what happens. Sooner or later, the dwarves will need our help."

Bud sighed deeply.

He came here this time for peace, and he could understand a little bit about the situation in Middle-earth. His grandfather Jirian was friends with the dwarves, and his sense of the dwarves was actually not that bad.

"Your Highness Thorin, we are not robbers and will not rob anything." Bard tried to communicate with Thorin again, and continued in a sincere tone: "We are here again to help the dwarves. No.

I wonder if your highness would like to talk to me in detail."

Looking at Bard's expectant eyes below, Thorin became increasingly irritable. He knew that the promise he had made in Long Lake Town had become a shackles.

Instead of letting Bard worry about something he shouldn't have, it's better to make him give up now.

After thinking clearly, Thorin looked at Bard below the city wall and shouted loudly: "Don't think that I don't know, you brought elven warriors and hid them not far away.

I advise you not to think about the treasure in the Lonely Mountain, otherwise, I will let you see the power of the dwarves."

"The elven warriors are not here to attack Gushan. They are here to help you. The orcs are coming..." Bard explained loudly.

Although what Bard said was true, it was a pity that Thorin couldn't listen to Bard's words now.

At this time, a huge jet-black raven flew from a distance to the wall of Gushan City.

"Dane, he is coming soon..." Balin looked at the raven on the city wall and recognized it as the communication raven used by the dwarves to communicate messages.

This shows that Feili, who went to Iron Hills, has already brought the Iron Hills dwarves with him and is on his way to Lonely Mountain.

Thorin also saw the arrival of the raven, which gave him confidence. Now even if the elves come to attack Lonely Mountain, he is not afraid anymore.

"The treasure in this mountain does not belong to any of you.

It only belongs to our dwarf family...

I swear on my life that I will never leave even one gold coin behind...

You despicable robbers will never succeed!"

As he spoke, Thorin raised his bow and arrow, shot an arrow at Bard's feet, and roared: "My reinforcements are coming, get out now.

Otherwise, I will regard your actions as waging war against me~"

Looking at Thorin's crazy look, Thranduil mocked: "After so many years, the dwarves have not improved at all, they are still so rude..."

After saying that, Thranduil turned around and left on the big-horned elk.

"Let's go, Thorin does not accept your kindness..." Abel said to the dazed Bard, and followed the Elf King away.

Bard glanced at the proud Thorin and could only helplessly follow Abel.

Seeing the three people leaving under the city wall one after another, Thorin was excited that he had saved his wealth. Before the three Bards could walk away, he cheered happily.

When the other dwarves saw Thranduil being "driven away" by Thorin, they also cheered, as if celebrating the dwarves' victory over the elves.

Balin glanced at the excited dwarves with concern, and then looked in the direction where Abel and the three left.

"Tap tap... tap tap tap..."

"Tap tap... tap tap tap..."

Before the three Abels could return to the camp, huge clouds of dust rose from the hillside not far away.

After a while, countless Iron Hills dwarves riding bighorn argali appeared in everyone's sight.

Leading the way was a dwarf riding a giant wild boar. He seemed to have seen Thranduil. The wild boar ran very fast.

Within a few seconds, he stopped Thranduil and the three of them halfway.

"Thorin, stop Dann quickly. We should not be enemies with Abel and the others now..." Balin saw clearly that the dwarf riding on the back of the wild boar was Thorin's cousin and the leader of the Iron Hills clan, Dann.

.

The evil dragon on Lonely Mountain was killed. As long as the dwarves are still clear-headed, they can imagine that there will definitely be many eyes in the dark staring at the wealth on Lonely Mountain in the next period of time.

At this time, it is not suitable for dwarves to make enemies.

Thorin also saw his cousin's actions, but he didn't think he should stop it. On the contrary, he was quite happy to see Dane teach the three Abels some lessons.

"Isn't this the woodland kingdom Thranduil? Do you have any advice for coming to the Lonely Mountain?" Dann has long red hair and a red beard. Judging from his appearance, he is a dwarf with a fiery personality.

Dann raised his weapon and glared at Thranduil, apparently misunderstanding the Elf King and thinking that the other party was peeking at the treasure of the Lonely Mountain.

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