Start with the Lord of the Rings

"Sure enough, it's a troll!"

"There's only one here, there should be two more."

"However, this troll in the memory plot should be very afraid of the sun, and it basically won't appear in the daytime."

"What is the reason for appearing in the forest now and stealing the expedition's horse?"

"Is it because of the rain?"

"Is there any other reason?"

Seeing the tall troll monster from a distance for the first time, all kinds of doubts flashed in Morgan's mind.

It's not that he's suspicious.

But the plot world in my memory is just a movie after all.

Morgan now exists in this real Middle-earth.

In the real world, anything can happen unexpectedly.

How can a film that lasts a few hours play out a plot that lasts months, years, or even decades?

If he believed anything in the news of the world of memory-drama movies.

So sooner or later, Morgan will surely die on that so-called "dramatic experience".

Morgan has always been cautious, how could he not care.

Like the sneak attack last night, like the trolls that appeared in the heavy rain today.

This is something that has never appeared in the world of memory plots.

It's all "accidents".

"Quick, over there!"

The dwarf next to him hurriedly made a sound, and the group rushed towards the troll.

Morgan didn't think much of it, and immediately followed.

As he approached the troll, Morgan took the longbow from his back and drew the arrow.

The dwarf Bofo rushed forward with a short hammer when he saw a huge dead tree trunk whistling and sweeping over.

He hurriedly rolled to the side, accidentally biting a mouthful of mud on his mouth.

"Bah ah."

"Damn, what kind of monster is this?"

"Be careful."

"We don't know either."

"We can't get close to each other at all, is Morgan here?"

The dwarf Fili flexibly avoided the attack of the trolls, while constantly provoking the opponent.

"I am here!"

Morgan let out a loud cry, and the voice fell, and the full bowstring in his hand immediately made a muffled sound.

"whoosh"

An arrow sped out of Morgan's hand toward the troll in the distance.

next second.

"Ow"

The troll let out a shrill scream.

The arrow suddenly pierced the troll's bald head.

"Ow"

The troll let out a pained cry, and his other hand immediately released the pony that was caught, and found the arrow on his head and pulled it out.

Looking at the bloody arrow, the troll turned his head to look at Morgan and roared, "Damn human!"

"I'm going to eat you alive!"

The pained troll didn't care about the horses that fell to the ground and escaped, or the other dwarves, and rushed towards Morgan with such a roar.

"idiot!"

Morgan sneered, and the full bowstring in his hand made a muffled sound again.

"whoosh"

Arrows shot away.

"Ow"

The shrill scream came again.

Morgan's arrow hit the troll's bald head on the small, miserable, ecstatic, everted nose.

Looking at the troll in the distance, he reached out and touched the arrow on the tip of his nose, trembling with pain.

Morgan pouted, he was about to shoot him in the eye.

"Damn human, damn it!"

The troll exclaimed in pain.

Just about to rush up to Morgan again.

However, he noticed a movement not far behind him.

Morgan looked up, and it turned out that all the dwarves in the temporary camp had come over.

Then came the picture that disappointed Morgan.

The troll looked at the dwarves who were rushing from behind and looked at Morgan, and immediately gave up, turning around and leaving.

"I still want to run!"

Watching the trolls try to escape, Morgan won't let them.

Such a good opportunity, if you run away, it will be gone.

"Hey big man, here I am!"

Morgan stepped forward and shouted loudly, without drawing the longbow in his hand.

Raising his hand is another arrow.

"Ow"

The troll exclaimed in pain again.

The arrow hit the troll's bald back of the head again.

The troll seemed to sense the danger.

No more harsh words, not even pulling the arrow on the back of his head, he just ran into the depths of the forest with his head sullen.

The troll is huge, and each step is far away, and the speed of running is not slow.

It was very easy for a group of dwarves to distance themselves.

Morgan is faster, his agility has been strengthened to LV2, and his movement speed is now more than twice as fast as before the enhancement.

But watching the trolls just run away, Morgan just wanted to swear.

That monster has rough skin and thick flesh, and if it doesn't hit a deadly spot like the eye, even if it shoots the opponent into a hedgehog, it won't kill the opponent.

If you can't kill the troll, don't think about the treasure and sword hidden in the cave.

Morgan chased after him without a second thought.

"Morgan."

At this time, the voice of Thorin Oak Shield came from not far away.

Morgan stopped and looked at the dwarf prince surrounded by a group of dwarves.

"No more chasing, it has been driven away, we don't need to go up and risk any more."

Thorin Oakshield looked at Morgan and shook his head.

"But, we've hurt it, what if it comes back?"

Morgan knew that Thorin Oakenshield was right.

Such a huge monster is powerful, and it is not easy to kill.

The expedition team rushes to deal with it, and there is a high possibility of casualties.

But Morgan didn't want to just give up.

There are treasures and elf swords hidden in the troll hiding hole, and he can't tell.

"Don't worry, we won't stay here for long."

"We'll go as soon as the rain stops."

Thorin Oakenshield's voice fell.

Sure enough, Morgan thought, the plot changed again.

But can this rain last all day?

Morgan looked up at the sky, which was still raining heavily.

"No, look over there."

At this moment, the dwarf Fili suddenly made a sound.

Everyone looked in the direction of Feili's fingers.

In the heavy rain, the huge troll that had just fled in a hurry reappeared.

But this time not just one, but three.

There is also an arrow stuck in the nose, like a huge troll with a scallion in the nose of a pig.

Followed by two taller, stronger trolls with thicker trunks.

The other party is obviously coming for revenge.

"It's not easy for us to leave now"

Bilbo spoke suddenly and softly.

Morgan agrees.

"Kili then!"

Thorin Oakshield's complexion changed, and he hurriedly threw the longbow and arrow he had brought to Kili before.

"The other people are separated, the two are together, don't fight head-on, mainly interfere and entangle."

"The rest, leave it to Morgan and Kili."

Thorin Oakenshield reacted quickly, and when he saw the three trolls appear, he knew that this battle was inevitable.

"Are you sure?"

After Thorin Oakenshield finished his instructions, he looked at Morgan and asked.

"certainly!"

Morgan grinned, revealing a mouth full of cold white teeth.

"Quick, quick"

"All separated."

Thorin Oakenshield shouted, and the dwarves dispersed immediately.

Morgan and Kili stood in the corner behind everyone with long bows, waiting for an opportunity.

Combat is imminent.