Bard is a human marksman in Long Lake, born in Long Lake, and is a descendant of Girion, the king of the River Valley State.

His ancestor did not shoot the dragon during the invasion of the dragon Smaug 60 years ago, so he was also knocked down from the noble stage of honor, and now lives with three children, struggling to live in the town of Long Lake (River Valley is the name of the town rebuilt after the destruction of Long Lake).

The mayor of Changhu Town is generally elected through elections, and he did not succeed in killing the evil dragon, and the townspeople who lost their relatives naturally did not elect Bard as the mayor, but the blood flowing in Bud's body still made the mayor of Chang An insert many people around his house, monitoring his every move.

In fact, from the mayor's point of view, this is normal, after all, Bud, as an unstable element in the town, must be focused on.

Bud was soon informed by the spies about the mayor's return home with the dwarves, and soon the mayor's bodyguard was dispatched to search for the dwarves throughout the city.

Ao Long, who watched all this happen, did not stop it, but had afternoon tea elegantly with Tarel and others.

Looking at the crowd of people, Ao Long was hesitating, whether to take the people here for his own use, after all, there was still a long way to go in this world, and he still had a way to go if he wanted to obtain Smaug's dragon flesh and blood essence, but Zoro's demigod had not been reborn now, and it would be more difficult to obtain his godhead.

So Ao Long needs some people to help him work, help him fight, to put it bluntly, he still needs a force, after all, he has never been a person who likes to do it himself.

Obviously, there will be an opportunity in front of him, as long as he gets the approval of the townspeople of Changhu Town.

Ao Long knew that there was a weapon in Long Lake that could kill a demigod-level dragon, and that was the Black Arrow made by the High Elves of the First Age, and that Bard's ancestor had only shot off a dragon scale under Smaug's left flank with all his might.

If you follow that wound and shoot it again with a black arrow, the dragon will definitely fall, but if it hits the other scales, it will still do the same damage as last time.

Night was fast approaching, the day of Turin was approaching, and the dwarves had already planned to set out in the evening after discovering the tight guards on both sides of Long Lake Town.

Bard has finally discovered the genealogy of the Durin family on his family's ancestral blanket, discovering Thorin's true identity and his purpose.

Rumors have begun to circulate in the town that the King of the Lonely Mountain is returning, and that the Golden River will once again flow from the cave.

On the moon, the dwarves began to move, but they were soon spotted by the patrols who had been keeping an eye on Bud's house.

In the face of the threat of the guns, the dwarves still chose to cooperate, after all, it was not a battle worth paying blood.

Escorted by the patrolmen, the dwarves soon arrived at the door of the mayor's mansion in Changhu Town.

It was clear that the mayor who had been disturbed to accompany Ao Long and Legolas to dinner was very unhappy to be disturbed, but the townsfolk outside had already surrounded him, and he had to intervene.

"What's going on??"

Pushing open the gate, the fat mayor saw blazing torches all over the street.

"We've caught a few suspicious people on the spot, my lord!!"

The mayor leaned over flatteringly, as if he had done something to himself.

"Oh, our enemy?"

"They could be a bunch of mercenaries, my lord!!"

The two of them looked up and down with the same contempt and contempt as if they were bandits, which made the dwarves who had returned to their homeland particularly indignant.

"Shut up !!"

Several dwarves shouted in denunciation.

"Do you know who you're talking to, this isn't a mercenary, this is Thorin, son of Thorne, grandson of Thor!!"

Dwarin pointed at Thorin and looked at the townspeople around him with the pride and tone of a king who introduced himself, and Thorin stepped out with Dwarin's introduction.

"We are the dwarves of the lonely mountain of Iruba, we have come to reclaim our homeland!!"

Thorin's sonorous voice resounded through the streets, and the townspeople fell into surprise and low shouts, even the fat mayor was surprised, today's Changhu Town is really lively, and the big people are constantly coming.

"I still remember the prosperous scene of the town of Long Lake, the harbor was moored with a fleet of ships full of silk and precious stones, the town of Long Lake was not dilapidated at that time, it was once the center of trade in the whole north, I want to see the prosperity reappear, I want to revive the majesty of the dwarves, and let the wealth flow from the hall of Ilubo again!!"

Thorin's enthusiasm was very demagogic, and the townspeople around him seemed to recall the prosperous and comfortable days of the past, and cheered one after another, echoing Thorin Oak Shield's dream, because it was also their dream to make a fortune.

"Death!!"

Just as everyone was being agitated by Thorin, the man who slapped him in the face came, and Bard, the man who knew the dragon's fears, appeared. The word death slightly cooled the hearts of the people around him who yearned for wealth.

"That's what you're going to bring me!! The all-destroying Dragon Flame, if you wake up that giant beast, he will kill us all!! "

Bard walked up to Thorin and looked at him with doubts and objections!!

"You can also listen to the naysayers, but I promise you that if we succeed, we will share the wealth of the Lonely Mountain!! You will have 10,000 taels of gold, enough to rebuild the town of Long Lake ten times!! "

Thorin is really full of domineering spirit at this moment, it can be said that this is a decision and slogan to create a grand event, money can make the devil grind, and there must be a brave man under the reward.

The person who shouted similar words in Chinese history was that Qin Yiren, that is, Qin Shihuang's father, made a promise to Lü Buwei to share the world with the king, so he received Lü Buwei's full support, of course, Qin Yiren fulfilled his promise in history, and Lü Buwei became the prime minister of Qin.

But it's hard to say whether the Dwarven King Thorin Oak Shield will be able to live up to his promise.

Bang Bang Bang ....

Ao Long clapped his hands as he stepped out from behind the mayor.

"Thorin Oak Shield, as the Dwarven King of the Lonely Mountain Iruba, I hope your promise is worth a thousand gold, remember your words tonight, as your companion, I am also willing to vouch for you, Lord Town, please help Thorin Oak Shield to complete our expedition!!"

Bilbo was very happy to see Ao Long Shi Ran walking out from behind the mayor, and the other dwarves heard Ao Long's words, and it was obvious that they had helped them resolve a crisis again.

"Hahaha, Ao Long, I knew you were going to be fine, how could those filthy orcs be your opponents!!"

Bilbo was glad that his friend was okay, and the other dwarves surrounded Aolong, but no one asked how Ao Long got in, because the way the dwarves came in was so embarrassing that everyone tacitly avoided the topic.

When Bard saw Ao Long and the two elves behind him, he knew that his opposition would not be effective, and instead of making a useless struggle, he turned and walked away, since his ancestors did not kill Smaug, what he said had become less and less vocal in Long Lake.

"Welcome, welcome, King of the Mountain!!"

With Ao Long's assurance, the mayor made a decision to help the dwarves, and the surrounding townspeople seemed to see the scene after the town of Long Lake was restored, cheering loudly.

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