Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1084 1066. Orc Long Lake

The Day of Turin is approaching, and the dwarves' sense of urgency is increasing day by day, because this is their only chance to enter the Kingdom of the Lonely Mountain through a secret door, a secret door unknown to Smaug.

 As the dwarves' sense of urgency increases, the orcs are far more urgent than them.

 The afternoon is almost over, and the sun has reached a place in the sky that can be called the setting sun.

Golden-red light shines on the long lake, and the sparkling appearance seems to bring some warmth, but in fact the temperature is colder than in the afternoon.

 The lake has also begun to fog again.

These cold fogs will gradually become thicker and thicker at night.

At the edge of the dark forest, a large number of orcs were moving from the edge of Long Lake along the waterline to the wooden bridge connecting Long Lake Town to the shore.

 A tall orc holding a brutal page hammer walked in the front.

His head has a misshapen outline, with a deep **** in his skull, and the inside is roughly covered with iron.

　　A stab wound covered one eye. The eye had turned white and looked like it could no longer be used. There is only one other eye with an almond-yellow pupil.

 And on his body, there were also many iron armor pieces roughly inserted. Those armor pieces were inserted diagonally into his ribs and back, acting as defensive armor.

It’s hard to imagine that anyone could actually complete this crude method alive.

"The dwarves have only one place to go. They are cold, hungry, and without weapons or armor."

The orc stood on a big rock under the setting sun and looked towards the town built on the huge rock in the middle of the lake. The corners of his mouth grinned in a cruel arc, revealing the jagged black teeth inside.

 He raised the hand holding the brutal hammer, and the team behind him immediately stopped.

The wargs in the team made an uncomfortable growl as they stopped.

 They are allies of the orcs, and their status is higher than ordinary orcs, even higher than the orc cavalry on their backs.

 If there is a shortage of food, you can still eat orcs to satisfy your hunger.

 In fact, when the orc army goes to war, the supply problem is always solved in this way.

 “Divide the troops.”

 He greeted, and the orcs behind him began to move slowly and quietly.

“Half of the people blocked the bridge, and the wargs crossed the water to approach the town. Another twenty light-footed people came, and we sneaked in quietly.”

The orc's tongue licked the corner of his mouth and said.

 Worgs are allies, they are wild and untamable and have greater autonomy. If the wargs were allowed to enter the town directly, they would most likely take the opportunity to eat directly.

 So the leader of the orcs only took the people he pointed out to go in first.

"Let's go to the roof to confirm whether the dwarves are there. If found, then everyone"

 His one eye looked around.

“Let’s rush in together and make sure nothing can survive inside!”

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 As night falls slowly, the light of the stars and the moon replaces the sun, covering the earth and hills.

Almost half an hour after leaving, Bard came back in the same hurry as before.

He opened the door of his house with a 'bang', panted for a while and looked around, then hurriedly ran to Lan En, bent down and grabbed the sitting Lan En's shoulders.

 “No! We cannot let these dwarves go to Lonely Mountain!”

The witcher frowned slightly, looking at the human being in front of him who felt that he was not a simple person when he first met.

 But before Lan En could speak, the dwarves were the first to respond.

 “What do you mean?”

Fili had been taking care of his injured brother by the window, but now he stood up and choked.

Qili's injuries only worsened but did not improve. He kept moaning in pain and sweated so much that his hair hung on his forehead.

Ouyin, who was responsible for the treatment, was busy around him.

But Balin, who was sitting next to Lan En, was mature and prudent. After he stood up, he first pressed his hand down to signal Fili to calm down, and then turned to Bard.

 “What happened, Mr. Budd?”

"You asked me what happened?" Bard let go of Lan En's shoulders, stood up and looked down at Balin, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking a little dangerous.

"Thorin, the leader among you. Is he called Thorin Oakenshield? Grandson of Thror, son of Thrain?"

Bahrain's face froze, but quickly returned to normal: "That's true."

"Then he is the king under the mountain! The purpose of your going to Gushan is not to visit relatives in the Iron Hills, nor to reminisce about the past! It is to restore the country!"

With a click, Bud walked to the window of his home, pushed open the wooden window, and then got out of the way.

 Let the dwarf come over and look outside.

It was dark outside at this time, and the broken ice floating in the waterways of Changhu Town reflected the moonlight and starlight. Although the townspeople had no money in their pockets and could not afford to light too many lights, the reflected light still made the town not too quiet. dark.

Many townspeople are sitting on small boats in their own waterways, or simply sitting in front of their homes, mending fishing nets.

And as they worked and chatted, the incredible and expectant voices buzzed and gathered.

“Lord of the Silver Spring, King of the Stones. King of the Mountains, will return to his throne.”

“Have you heard? When the King of the Mountains comes back, the gold in those mountains will flow out! The whole river! The whole lake will be flowing with gold!”

“Gold flows in the river? How much is it?”

“You don’t care, that mountain is full of gold! It’s full of gold!”

The words discussed by the townspeople are considered festive words for both dwarves and humans.

So Balin and the dwarves who came over sounded quite happy.

 But Lan En looked at Bard's worried expression and knew that things were not simple.

"You dwarves may have prophecies and songs about the restoration of the country, but I don't know what your prophecies describe. However, Changhu Town also has prophecies about Changhu Town."

Bard said in a deep voice. The experienced Bahrain was the first to realize that the prophecy of Changhu Town might not be good.

But after being told happy words, Feili's thinking was much simpler.

 “Do you also have a prophecy? This sounds great. Everyone can live a prosperous life again!”

 “Does this song sound good?”

Bard snorted coldly.

"Yes, it sounds good. But precisely because the first half sounds good, it is simply the best part, so people are more willing to sing the first half repeatedly and remember the first half, instead of continuing to recall the second part. halfway!"

“I’ll tell you the whole prophecy!”

“Lord of the Silver Spring, King of the Stones. King of the Mountains, will return to his throne. When the King of the Mountains returns, the bells will ring for joy.”

 “But then it will fade away! The lake will sparkle and fall into the sea of ​​fire!”

Bard looked at the dwarves and the three children standing cowering in the corner of the room with complicated eyes.

“You cannot wake up the evil dragon and kill everyone in Changhu Town for the sake of your kingdom, your throne and your gold!”

 “You can’t do this. You can’t.”

His hand grabbed Balin's collar, and upon seeing this, Feili wanted to go up and knock him away.

But Bahrain still waved to Fili.

 “Don’t come over here, calm down! Calm down too, Mr. Bud.”

 Balin is also an old man among the dwarves. He has seen too many things and is much more mature mentally than the young dwarves.

He knows that as long as many things have not reached the stage of taking action, in fact, as long as you maintain restraint, you will have a chance to continue the conversation.

 It’s very simple to start the game, all you need is a quick start.

But when a fight is on the verge of starting, you can still control yourself and stay calm amidst the excitement and sharp situations of the other party and your own side. This requires greater courage than brainless enthusiasm.

At this time, a distant bell rang in Changhu Town, illuminated by the moonlight reflected from the ice in the waterway.

The townspeople under Bard's window whispered curiously and expectantly, and moved in groups in the direction of the mayor's mansion.

That bell is the sound that calls the townspeople to gather in the square in front of the official residence.

 “I’m sure to be issued armor and weapons.”

Bahrain opened his hands and looked at Bud. He had no intention of pulling his collar out of Bud's hands. He was very restrained and polite.

“Thorin is there to collect weapons. If you really want to stop him, let’s go together. How about we make things clear in front of all the townspeople?”

Bard grabbed the hand of Balin's collar and rubbed it tangledly several times, and finally let go.

After bowing his head in silence for a while, Bud opened his mouth and said, "You all want to go to the square?"

The dwarves nodded, and Kili tried to stand up, but his injuries were becoming more and more painful. Fili and Oin could only rush to his side.

Looking at Kili's face, which was so pale that he looked like a dead man, Bard pursed his lips and nodded.

“Go downstairs and get on the boat. I’ll take you there. It’s faster to take the waterway.”

Balin smiled friendly at Bard, and then he, Bofur, and Bilbo walked downstairs.

 “Are you going too?”

 After the dwarf went downstairs, Bard turned to ask Lan En.

“I will go on foot, but your boat cannot carry me.”

The witcher waved his hand, then approached Bard and spoke in a soothing tone.

“I don’t think we need to worry too much about your predictions. Thorin’s plan is very conservative.”

“They went into the Lonely Mountain this time just to find the gem that can command the dwarf army. After finding it, they will withdraw. After gathering the army, they will go to the Lonely Mountain to kill the evil dragon.”

"Just looking for a gem. It shouldn't wake Smaug. He's been sleeping for sixty years, hasn't he?"

Bard shook his head.

"I can't be as optimistic as you. The gold in the Lonely Mountain can corrode the minds of the dwarves, especially Thorin and his family!"

“The evil dragon was originally caused by his grandfather’s insatiable greed and endless accumulation of treasures! The greed for gold is a hereditary disease in their family!”

“This disease has destroyed a dwarf kingdom and a human city! Isn’t that enough? Can we still trust him?”

Bard shook his head and hurried downstairs, holding the boat and taking the dwarves to the square in front of the mayor's mansion.

 Although his three children have seen many changes today, they can still remain calm and kind.

Bard's eldest daughter put a new towel on Kili, while the younger daughter timidly brought a glass of water to Lan En.

 “Thank you, miss.”

After Lan En thanked him, he drank the water glass in one gulp and smiled at the little girl.

 He walked towards the door and at the same time winked at the flannel ball, asking it to stay.

The kitten calmly raised its little paw to show understanding.

 After going downstairs, Lan En found that walking was indeed slower than rowing on the waterway.

 The townspeople were gathered by the sound of the bell and walked towards the square, which was already crowded.

　　In addition, they were still working separately before, and the already narrow corridors of Changhu Town were filled with a lot of obstructions and obstacles.

 Huge in the way in lighting conditions that aren’t bad but aren’t great either.

 But just when Lan En raised his long legs and stepped over a small pile of woven baskets, his ears twitched slightly and his eyes narrowed slightly.