Chapter 1168

There is no moon in the sky, and it is expected that the bottom of the mountain is already dark, but there is still skylight hiding behind the clouds on the top of the mountain, which makes the night sky look very rich, especially on the horizon, the white shimmer is still very obvious.

The fog rolled in the mountains, adding to the coldness and loneliness.

The bonfire behind it was still burning, making a crackling sound. It was probably the only source of light and warmth on this mountainside. If it weren't for this, no one would be able to fall asleep here.

Anyang on the edge of the cliff is tall and straight, staring into the distance, his back does not look like a human being, but an immortal elf.

"hiss……"

He took a deep breath.

"The Orcs are really chasing." He said again, with no joking in his tone, "Before it was dark, I set up a police post on the side of the road, and it spotted the Orc Warg scouts. trace."

"what?"

The group of dwarves who were sitting around the bonfire and taking a nap in the middle of the mountain to take shelter from the wind were suddenly startled, and they all stood up.

"Are you telling the truth?" Thorin asked.

"That would be troublesome." Gandalf also stood up, holding his cane and looking into the distance.

"Maybe he's just joking with us, hahaha, man, your joke is not funny at all, even if a wandering orc finds us, it's not 'catching up', right? At best, they It's just that they found a group of people they can't afford to provoke in the wilderness!"

Anyang turned his head and stared at them, and said, "There is a stench in the air, and there is the oppressive smell of large carnivores. It's a wolf, I won't admit it wrong!"

"Forehead……"

The expressions of the dwarves froze, and then they all raised their weapons, ran to the middle of the road, and glanced around vigilantly.

"Where are those beasts?"

"Find them, be sure to hack them!"

Thorin also walked up to him and stopped, followed his line of sight to the opposite cliff, but stretched out his hand to stop the eager dwarves, saying: "Don't be impulsive, those orcs didn't come to provoke us, the expedition is important, and we don't need it either. To find them and kill them will lead to no energy to travel tomorrow. Get a good rest first, and the number of vigils will increase to two tonight!"

Anyang was noncommittal, muttered a few words in a low voice, then stretched out his hand and pointed forward.

"Suddenly..."

A white tracer flew out of his hand, drawing a graceful arc on the night, crossing the abyss, illuminating the night, and shooting straight into the dense forest on the opposite cliff.

At that moment, everything was bright and visible.

Thorin and the dwarves seemed to see the back of a giant wolf, and disappeared into the jungle in the blink of an eye.

Anyang then looked at Sorin, then looked around the dwarves, and said lightly: "There is a half-orc who you all thought was dead, and desperately wanted your lives, so he has been sending people to look for you, and now, he found already."

"Asog...impossible!" a dwarf exclaimed, "You said that those half-orcs were him..."

"There is nothing impossible, the world is vast, as long as there is the existence of gods, anything can happen." Anyang glanced at Gandalf inadvertently, and said very meaningfully.

"Then we're going to catch up with them, and we can't let them report to their masters!" Devalin took the double axe from behind and wanted to rush up.

Anyang just turned his head and glanced at him lightly, and said, "They are riding the Gundaba wolves. They are so far apart, and it is night. The eyesight of horses at night is far less than that of wolves. We can't catch up with them. Yes! Even if they catch up, it can only be the dinner for the warg they ride!"

"We are being hunted..." said Gandalf, and then looked sternly at Thorin. "Besides the family, who else did you talk to about the adventure?"

"there is no one!"

"To whom!" said Gandalf sternly.

"No one!" Sorin continued to answer, then narrowed his eyes and looked at Anyang, "But apart from me and the dwarves, there are other people who know about the expedition in advance!"

The dwarves immediately understood, and most of them took up arms and surrounded Anyang, their eyes as if they were going to eat people.

"I knew this human being was unreliable!"

"I think it's easier to leave clues and markers than to set up police posts on the road!"

"A bunch of idiots, if I work for the orcs, how can I remind you that they found you, and it is in the interests of the orcs to let you be hunted down in ignorance!" Anyang held the branch and confronted them, "The ancient The prophecy is not exclusive to you dwarves, Smaug has not been seen for sixty years, the dwarf prince dreams of regaining his homeland, all of Middle-earth knows these things, understand!"

Gandalf focused a little, and rebuked: "Put down your weapons! I've said it many times, since we've come together, we must give each other absolute trust, otherwise, the expedition will be torn apart!"

Sorin thought for a while, and waved his hand to stop the crowd.

The dwarves then put down their weapons.

Anyang loosened the branches a little and breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "There are many things that you can see not only by your enemies, but also by your enemies. At this time, if you choose to go to Lonely Mountain to explore, then as your enemies, they will Guess you will do this too! Rest well!"

"I hope we misunderstood you, and if so, I will return my sincere apologies to you!"

Thorin went back, and the dwarves went back, and everyone continued to rest in the alcove around the bonfire, but I don't know how many people could fall asleep.

The next morning, everyone set off.

When I went down the mountain, I encountered bad weather. The rain kept falling. Although I was riding a horse, I was soaked all over.

Whether it is the hobbit, dwarf or Anyang, they are very unhappy.

But they couldn't do anything about it.

Gandalf couldn't stop the rain, and Anyang's power was almost limited, only a little bit left, and it didn't affect the weather at all, but he could think of other ways, such as relying on precise control to slowly describe the magic circle , it only takes half a month to describe the magic formation that changes the weather, and then the rain can stop.

In the afternoon, the rain had stopped.

As an Oriental, Anyang is really not used to this wet feeling. It has nothing to do with how powerful he is, but the imprint of his genes accumulated from generation to generation.

Because the physique of Orientals is not as strong as that of Westerners, Orientals are often less calm than Westerners when faced with harsh climates such as humidity and cold, so people rarely see characters holding umbrellas in Western movies, even if they meet unexpectedly on the way to get off work. Even in the rainstorm, there were only people covering their heads with coats or other things, sheltering from the rain, or walking in a hurry. At this time, there were not many people who opened their umbrellas leisurely.

You can never see a Westerner drinking hot water, and even during a woman's period, you can never see a Westerner wearing a sunshade, and at most wearing a pair of sunglasses.

The air after the rain was very fresh, with the smell of grass and soil everywhere, but after the soil was soaked, it was more exhausting for the horse to walk. Anyang hung in the back and chatted with Baggins and Bofo in a low voice, while looking at the surrounding environment. The whistle-style feedback that was arranged in the back gave feedback that large creatures passed by from time to time, and the murderous aura was very strong. It was obviously a half-orc scout.

The scouts were following them, waiting for the half-orcs to arrive, or for orders from their superiors!

After walking for a while, it was getting late, and Thorin saw a dilapidated hut in front of him, which seemed to be sheltered from the wind, and stopped his horse: "Let's camp here for the night, Fili, Kili, you are responsible for watching the horses! "

Gandalf dismounted, stepped forward, looked at it, and said, "There used to be a farmer here..."

Frowning, he called out, "I think it is wiser to move on. We can go to the Hidden Valley, where the elves can help us, provide us with food, rest, and advice."

Sorin looked at him, stepped forward in a deep voice and said, "I've said it before, I don't want to go near that place, nor do I want to deal with elves!"

"Why? We need their help?"

"Help? The elves were there when the dragon attacked Iruba, but they didn't respond to our calls for help! When the orcs attacked Moria and desecrated our halls, the elves also stood by! You asked me to find the betrayal group. My grandfather and father's people help? I can't do it!"

"You're not them, I didn't give you the map and key to make you stick to it!"

"I don't think you should keep it..."

Gandalf was unable to convince Thorin, but was rather angry, but fortunately, with Anyang there, they wouldn't be able to understand the map, otherwise they would have to go to King Elrond for help.

It's just a question of whether Anyang is trustworthy.

Even so, he was also very angry with Sorin's stubbornness, so he just waved his hand and left.

Night fell quickly, and a long wolf howl sounded in the distance.

The dwarves made a fire, set up a pot, boiled a pot of food, and the heat was lingering, and then each took a bowl, scooped a bowl from the pot, and it was dinner tonight.

Going out, the conditions are poor.

Baggins was so anxious that he couldn't see Gandalf anywhere, so he couldn't help saying, "He hasn't come back yet!"

"Who?" asked the dwarves.

"Gandalf."

"Oh, don't worry, he's a wizard, he can go wherever he wants!" Boffer scooped up a bowl of food full of soup in a wooden bowl and handed it to Baggins, then pointed to sitting alone on a stone in the distance Anyang, said, "Send it to him."

The hobbit had worry written all over his face, but he still took the bowl and walked carefully to Anyang step by step, saying, "Mr. Ain, the dwarf gentlemen have prepared the food."

"Thank you."

Anyang took the wooden bowl from his hand and felt the scalding temperature. There was no spoon, so he could only drink it like this.

The contents of the bowl were dark, mostly soup, with a few pieces of bacon that was completely undercooked, and other things he didn't know. It didn't look very good, but at least it was warm. In these cold nights, a bowl of warm broth can always make people feel happy quietly...

Anyang took a sip, and found that Baggins was still standing beside him, looking at him, he was stunned, then raised the bowl and said, "The taste is still good, you can eat some too, but it would be nice if there was more meat. ."

"Hey, Mr. Wandering Wizard!" a dwarf shouted at him when he heard his words, "Just feel wronged, go out, but there are not so many places to get meat!"

"In fact, the forest is full of meat." Anyang shrugged and said, "If I were wearing a bow and arrow, you would get tired of eating meat."

"Haha, who can't talk big!" the dwarf shouted, his voice thick, and he couldn't tell who he was in the dark, "Kili, please lend your bow and arrow to this good marksman tomorrow, and I will too. I want to eat meat until I get tired of it!"

"I want, too!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A deep voice came from far away in the darkness.

They probably don't know that the danger is just around the corner.

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