Chapter 1177 Adventure

The thunderstorm last night had already stopped, but the scene of the giants of stone fighting each other still remained in the hearts of the dwarves and the hobbits. For this reason, they hurried through the night under Anyang's persuasion, and did not rest until now. Cross the mountain and stop under a cliff, waiting for Gandalf to come and meet.

After so many days in a row, plus watching the thrilling battle last night, the dwarf, the hobbit, or Anyang was exhausted both physically and mentally, so it was just a good time to take a good rest.

So Anyang found a position with his back against the mountain pine, and sat down like a cripple, his body limp.

"It's so tiring!" said Dwalin, dropping his axe.

"We should rest in the mountains and wait until dawn," Barin said.

"No." Anyang shook his head and explained, "I heard that there are traces of goblins in the mountain pass. There is probably a goblin kingdom hidden under the mountain. If I remember correctly, they and dwarves have always been enemies, right?"

"Goblin?" Balin was stunned.

The other dwarves also looked thoughtful, no longer complaining about rushing the road all night.

Anyang nodded, exhaled a long breath, lay on the ground and looked at the members of the team.

The tossing of the night made them exhausted. Even Sorin's face could see obvious exhaustion, but he still tried to keep his composure and composure, and did not dare to relax completely. The performance of the other dwarves is much worse. After all, they don't need to maintain their leader's posture at all times. Now most of them are like Anyang, they collapse directly to the ground, with an expression like 'I'm already a cripple, so don't bother me'. .

"This body... is really weak, and the fatigue value is too low." Anyang sighed helplessly.

Turning his head to look at Baggins, the hobbit was already lying on the ground with no desires. He lowered his head and seemed to be able to fall asleep at any time. He seemed to not pay attention to the movements around him at all, and just wanted to think quietly. Life.

The dwarves didn't repair the mountain last night. In the original plot, Bilbo Baggins should have made up his mind to sneak away last night, but they accidentally fell into the goblin's underground kingdom, where Baggins also picked up the Lord of the Rings ...

But Anyang changed all that.

The expedition did not fall into the kingdom of goblins, and Baggins did not find a chance to slip back to Rivendell. At the same time, he also missed the Lord of the Rings. The plot is very different here. Even if the Lord of the Rings in "The Hobbit" did not become the absolute main line of the plot as in "The Lord of the Rings", it is also an important branch. The most important thing is that if Bilbo Baggins can't get the Lord of the Rings, the Lord of the Rings Frodo Baggins would not be able to get the Ring either, and sixty years from now things might be completely different.

For this world, the Supreme Lord of the Rings is the most powerful magic weapon, affecting the fate of all lives, but for Anyang, it is actually nothing, as long as he completes the task, it doesn't matter who the Lord of the Rings falls into.

The important thing is to speed up the task progress.

There is... I don't know if Baggins still has the idea of ​​sneaking away.

Anyang looked at The Hobbit and sighed.

He promised Gandalf.

Although for now, it doesn't matter whether there is Baggins in the expedition, he doesn't need a thief to steal the Arken Silmarillion, he will kill Smaug directly!

Young and energetic brothers Fili and Kili set up a pot under Thorin's command. One went to the stream to draw some water, and the other took a sword and chopped some dead branches from a pine tree. Chai, then looked at Anyang.

"Mr. Wandering Wizard?"

"..." Anyang stretched out his hand and recited two incantations in his mouth, and the pyre ignited with a loud noise.

When the water in the pot boiled, the brothers Fili and Chili added some food to the pot, mostly pasta and easy-to-carry food. When the water boiled to a paste, they added some more. Wild vegetables, and then very reluctantly took out the last bit of bacon from the package, cut a few slices with a knife, thought about it, and cut two more slices in.

The pot was steaming hot, and it smelled slightly meaty, but the dwarves were exhausted. Unless they had a big meal, it would be difficult for them to get much appetite.

"Uncle, our food reserves are running out." Fili looked at Sorin with some embarrassment.

"Yes, we should find a place to replenish some dry food reserves." Kili also said.

"But we have already entered the wasteland, and even wild animals are not easy to see. Where can we find supplies!" Bahrain said that the situation is not optimistic. There is indeed not much food left, mainly meat. , which makes the dwarves and Anyang feel tormented every day.

"I'll keep an eye on that," said Thorin. "Get up and eat something, and then I'll stand guard, and everyone can get some sleep and see if Gandalf catches up."

"I won't eat, I want to sleep right away." The hobbit curled up and lowered his head after saying this.

"Eat some, food can replenish your physical strength, otherwise if you just sleep, you will wake up even more tired." Anyang picked up the bowl and scooped up half a bowl of batter, walked to Baggins and handed it to him, by the way. He smiled, then went to scoop up a bowl of food and walked back, and sat beside him.

The dwarves also struggled to get up from the ground. Even if they were too tired, they knew they had to eat, otherwise the harsh conditions along the way would knock them out!

No one uttered a word, each picked up a bowl, scooped half a bowl of mushy food, and then walked back and lowered his head to drink silently.

They are all qualified wild survivors, they know how to survive, and they know what they need. The fatigue at this time is because they have relaxed, otherwise, they can do it even if they are allowed to travel for a few days in a row!

Anyang looked at the group of dwarves, holding a bowl and waiting for the food to cool down slowly, and said at the same time: "Actually, they also rebuilt their own homes on the Blue Mountains, and they lived a modest but ordinary life, and even had Family, but do you know why they risked this trip?"

"Why?" Baggins asked blankly.

"Because in their lives, there are some things that are more important than their lives. For this reason, they took up arms without hesitation, and no matter what they encounter, they have no complaints." Anyang said calmly, "Even if If they fail, their life is also a wonderful life without regrets, and it is also a chapter that can be sung, instead of repeating life like a walking dead."

Baggins was silent, understanding his intentions.

"But if they succeed, they will become great men, and more importantly, they have got what they want, overcome all the difficulties in the process, and proved their ability and courage." Anyang said, "I listen to It is said that some people die at a young age and are only buried when they are very old, maybe they do not want to be such people."

"Actually, this is the meaning of adventure." Anyang looked at Baggins and asked, "What about you, what kind of life do you want to live?"

Baggins looked at him and murmured, but said nothing.

At this time, Anyang drank the food in the bowl in one gulp, raised his head and turned the wooden bowl over until there was not a drop left, then looked at Kili who was cleaning the bowl and shouted, "Kili, come and continue!"

He threw the bowl over and was caught by Kili firmly.

Then he patted Baggins on the shoulder: "Take a good rest, there is still a long way to go."

Baggins looked up and asked, "Is it still so dangerous? I mean the same way we came."

Anyang turned to look at him, smiled suddenly, and said: "If you want to write down what you saw and heard on this trip after returning to Shire, then you'd better hope that the road ahead will be as exciting as before, after all, a Mediocre travel stories on the road don't have the potential to become classics! Even if you add Rivendell."

Baggins looked at him and chose silence again, which made him even seem a little cowardly.

Anyang knew that it wasn't easy for him to change his mind, just like this decision to leave was definitely not made by him suddenly, so he didn't rush it, just said to him: "I will protect you, but... If you're just afraid of the hardships of this line of work, then I can't help it."

After saying that, he returned to the pine tree, hugged the cross sword to his chest, closed his eyes and started to take a nap.

I don't know how long it took, he opened his eyes, took out his phone, and saw that he had only slept for three hours. Looking around, the camp was full of upside-down dwarves, snoring one after another, and only Sorin was holding the sword against him. Standing guard against a pine tree.

Putting away the phone, he walked over to Sorin with the sword and said, "I'll come and see for a while. You also need to rest. We will leave on time at noon."

"No, I'm fine." Thorin said.

Anyang shrugged, looked not far away, and said, "Then I'll go take a bath in the river over there."

"Go on, be careful."

"Um."

Anyang picked up the branch and stick that he used as a stick, and walked in the direction of the sound of the water. After traveling through mountains and water for so long, he was full of smells, and he really needed a good bath. Relax your body.

The river was so shallow that half of his body could not be submerged, but because of the large height difference, it was very fast, and it was freezing cold, which made him suspect that it was snow water flowing from the distant snow-capped mountains.

Anyang inserted the cross sword on the bank, and threw the branches on the bank at will, then took off his coat and jumped into the river.

"Hey...ah!"

At first, the cold river water made him very uncomfortable, and he could even feel the contraction of his heart like a mortal, but after quickly getting used to it, he felt full of happiness.

I haven't had a bath like this in a long time!

But halfway through the wash, he frowned, as if there was a vague ominous premonition.

Until a long wolf howl sounded——

"Ouch..."

He immediately jumped up from the river, wrapped his coat, drew his cross sword, picked up a branch, and ran towards the camp.

The Orcs are here!

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