Start with the Lord of the Rings

"What's the meaning?"

Gandalf's voice fell, Thorin Oakenshield was startled, and immediately asked.

"You, or even your entire Turin lineage, are likely to be wanted."

"Otherwise, the Orcs would never have come to the door so quickly!"

"As for why, you know better than me."

Gandalf spoke in a deep voice, and Thorin Oakshield's heart sank immediately.

If it is true as Gandalf said, the entire Turin dwarf bloodline is wanted, and the orcs can indeed rely on the taste of the same bloodline to find their footprints.

This also explains why the orc scouts were able to quickly find them shortly after stepping into the range of the orcs' activities.

There is only this possibility.

As for a coincidence or something, it's not at all possible.

After being silent for a while, Thorin Oakenshield said in a deep voice, "If that's the case, no, we must leave immediately, orcs may come to you at any time!"

Gandalf looked up at the sun hanging outside, and said casually: "It should not be for the time being. Orcs don't like sunlight."

"It's time to go, at least far enough before it gets dark."

Thorin Oakshield shook his head, and he was about to walk towards the resting crowd.

"I just went through a battle last night and ran all night again in the middle of the night. Do you think we can continue on the road now?"

"Even if we can, those horses certainly can't."

Gandalf continued to speak, and Thorin Oakenshield stopped immediately.

After a little silence, Thorin Oakenshield turned his head and looked at Gandalf: "What are you trying to say?"

“It’s very close to Hidden Valley”

"We can continue along the valley, so the orcs will not dare to catch up."

Gandalf continued to speak, but was decisively interrupted by Thorin Oakenshield: "No!"

"I told you a long time ago that I don't want to be near that place!"

"why?"

"We go there not only to hide from the Orcs."

"The elves will also help us, we can replenish our food, we can really have a good rest, and we can listen to the elves' advice."

Gandalf has always been a little puzzled.

"I don't need their advice!"

Thorin Oakshield refused without hesitation.

"But King Elrond, you can help us decipher that map!"

"Don't forget, there are too few people who can interpret that map in the whole of Middle-earth."

"And we have a chance now, as long as we enter the hidden valley, all our current difficulties can be solved."

Gandalf spoke in a low voice.

"Help us?"

"Did the elves help us when the dragon Smaug attacked Eruber?"

"Did the elves help us when those goddamn orcs sacked Moria and desecrated our temple?"

"No, they are watching from the sidelines!"

"You actually want me to beg for those who betrayed my grandfather, those who betrayed my father, and the elves of my entire Turin family?"

Thorin Oakshield turned to look at Gandalf, shook his head with a firm expression and said coldly.

"But you are not them!"

"I gave you a map and a key, not to let you live in your memory forever and always remember hatred!"

Hearing Thorin Oakenshield's extremely stubborn words, Gandalf's expression turned cold and he shouted.

"That's the key to Lonely Mountain, and you have no right to keep it."

Thorin Oakenshield continued, as stubborn as the hardest granite.

"Humph"

Looking at Thorin Oakenshield's stubborn face, Gandalf was really angry.

The team had just been attacked last night, and now they are facing the want of the orcs again. The food is almost exhausted, and everyone in the expedition team is sleepy and tired.

And the biggest problem: the Lonely Mountain secret passage hidden in that map was not solved.

The whole team faced so many difficulties.

Obviously, as long as you enter the hidden valley, you can get all the solutions.

Thorin Oakenshield stubbornly turned a blind eye to it because of the family hatred years ago.

This is just a joke.

"Humph"

"I hope you won't regret it"

Gandalf laughed angrily, snorted, turned and walked out.

He knew the dwarves were stubborn, but he didn't expect them to be so stubborn.

This is no longer stubborn, it is unreasonable.

Gandalf stormed out of the house.

A group of dwarves resting outside immediately looked over.

Everyone heard the argument between Gandalf and Thorin Oakenshield just now.

"Are you all right Gandalf?"

"Where are you going?"

Seeing Gandalf hurried out with an angry expression on his face, Bilbo stood up immediately and asked.

"Go find the only rational person in the team!"

"who is it?"

"Myself!"

Gandalf stormed off.

The originally relaxed atmosphere of the camp immediately fell silent.

The team was only attacked by the Orcs last night.

Now leading Thorin Oakenshield and the wizard Gandalf quarreled again.

People were a little worried.

"Boom"

At this time, a deafening thunder sound suddenly came from the sky.

Everyone was taken aback.

Immediately look up.

I saw that the sky that was a small sunny day not long ago was now covered with overcast clouds.

The sky was overcast, and it was about to rain.

"Damn, it scared me."

"How come the weather has changed so quickly."

"Come on, it's going to rain, let's set up a tent"

"Wait, it shouldn't be that fast."

"No, it's already down"

"Quick, set up a tent, I don't want to get wet in this weather"

Bean-sized raindrops fell quickly.

The temporary camp was immediately busy.

Not far from the camp in a grove clearing.

Morgan's training also stopped.

The discomfort caused by strengthening and improving attributes has no effect at all.

The white crow swordsmanship has also been improved a lot by pulling the seedlings.

As for archery that has now reached the LV3 level.

Then slowly absorb and slowly train.

"clap clap"

This autumn rain came very quickly.

It didn't even take half an hour from the thunderstorm to the rain.

Only when I brought the kettle to my mouth, the dense raindrops that were crackling immediately fell madly.

"Fuck"

Morgan spit out the fragrance and didn't care about drinking water. He put away his long sword and ran to the camp not far away with the kettle in his hand.

This temporary camp has no caves for shelter from the rain.

Morgan hurried back to the camp and watched as Bilbo struggled to open the tent.

Morgan immediately stepped forward to help.

When most of his clothes were wet, Morgan and Bilbo finally opened the tent that belonged to him, Bilbo, and Gandalf.

"Why didn't you see Gandalf?"

Taking off his leather armor, Morgan asked casually.

"I do not know either."

"Gandalf and Thorin quarreled and went out"

Bilbo shook his head.

"Gandalf and Thorin quarreled?"

"When did this happen?"

Morgan turned his head to look at Bilbo.

"Just before the rain"

When Bilbo finished speaking, Morgan thought of something and walked out shirtless.

Then, he saw an abandoned and dilapidated wooden house in a corner of the camp not far away.

Looking at the abandoned wooden house, Morgan squinted his eyes slightly, the memory of the plot flashed in his mind quickly, and murmured: "Troll"

Thank you for the reward from the book friends "Holding the Sword and Listening to the Rain in the Night", thank you very much~~~