Chapter 1188 Lonely Mountain

"You've decided to go with us?" Anyang asked when he saw that although Bud was carrying a bow and arrow, he changed his old windbreaker into a more suitable outfit for travel.

"Your decision is not wise, I can't stop you, but I don't want to tie the fate of the entire Great Lake City to you!" Bud said coldly.

"So you're going to tie it to yourself?"

"I believe in you who have never been masked, it is better to believe that I have been practicing archery all my life!" Bud said.

"Let's go." Anyang smiled, "but you can't follow your children, leave them here, I believe that Bane will protect Tilda and Sigrid, Bane, you said yes ?"

"When...of course!" Bane replied subconsciously.

After answering, he realized that it was wrong, because he himself planned to go with his father.

"Good boy, your elder sister and younger sister need your protection." Anyang praised with a smile, and immediately walked out holding the black arrow and spear, "We'd better act fast, although the time is short, no one can I don't know when the orc pursuers will catch up."

The group immediately set off and went to the Lonely Mountain.

The Great Lake City is almost adjacent to the Lonely Mountain. It is said so, but as the old saying goes, Wangshan is a dead horse, and such a big mountain, the difficulty of climbing is definitely not the level of the old man's exercise!

In fact, to leave the Great Lake City, you have to pass through the abandoned River Valley City. This city was once a prosperous and famous city under the Lonely Mountain, and now you can still see the glory of the past. But after it was destroyed by the evil dragon, it was gradually abandoned because the dragon occupied the lonely mountain and no one set foot on it.

Above the River Valley City is the Lonely Mountain.

The once prosperous kingdom of dwarves, Iruba!

In this line of theirs, they need to climb mountains and mountains, and even pass through barren mountains where there is no road at all. The sky and the earth seem to be only their silhouettes. They have never seen a single grass, and there has never been a big stone gully.

After Anyang climbed an unknown number of big slopes, he couldn't help but stop and rest, panting.

Looking back, I can see faint greenery at the bottom of the mountain, and more of it has been blocked by white clouds. The only place I walk now is gray stones and gravel. It is desolate and the temperature is bitingly low. Take the heat away too!

"call!"

He sighed and rubbed the palm of his hand, only to feel his hand warmer. Looking up, the Lonely Mountain was still standing upright in front of him. It didn't seem to change from what he saw in Changhu City before.

At best...just a bit bigger.

"The altitude of this place is probably more than 4,000 meters, and even weeds are unwilling to grow." Anyang shook his head. The high-altitude climbing undoubtedly brought great discomfort to his current body. The dwarves were not affected by the thinning oxygen at all, and even Bard looked as usual, only the Hobbit was a little breathless.

It's hard to imagine how the dwarves, elves, humans and orcs of Great Lake City fought in such a high area. Are they naturally adapted to the plateau environment?

Anyang thought to himself, fortunately, he was not obsessed with mysterious biology, otherwise, he would have to find a few corpses to dissect them to see if their lungs were different from ordinary people.

Continue to walk up, the slope is getting steeper and steeper.

Lonely Mountain is not just tall, it is more famous for its steepness, standing proudly like a blade in the world. peaks compared to it.

Going to the present, I casually looked to the side, and all I could see were the rolling white clouds. If I turned back, the sea of ​​clouds would be surging under my feet, and there was a clear horizon line on the horizon, as if it had reached the sky.

After half a day, everyone arrived at the Lookout Point of Gushan.

It is still not a short distance from the Lonely Mountain, but it is already possible to see the posture of this high mountain up close and see the former River Valley City, hence the name Lookout Cape.

Anyang stood on the edge of the lookout corner, and subconsciously stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance. The lonely mountain filled his sight. There was nothing else in his eyes, only this sharp and dangerous peak covered by white snow. River Valley City was built under the lonely mountain, which is still a beautiful and magnificent city.

Bud took a deep breath next to him, and his heart was full of emotion. In a blink of an eye, he saw Anyang's expression and couldn't help saying: "How is it, isn't it shocking?"

"Yeah." Anyang nodded.

However, it was not the majestic city that shocked him. Although the urban architecture was magnificent, it was still a small spot in the background of the lonely mountain, far less than the size of the modern metropolis. What shocked him was the ingenious workmanship of nature - this was also thanks to the foil of River Valley City, otherwise, with his knowledge, the visual conflict caused by Lonely Mountain would not have been so intense.

But Bud didn't know what he was thinking, and sighed: "It's a pity that such a beautiful city was destroyed by the wrath of the dragon."

"Oh." Anyang said, "Let's go!"

In the evening, they finally reached the bottom of the lonely mountain.

Lonely Mountain can't see the end at a glance, but such a dangerous peak was almost hollowed out by dwarves, established a dwarf kingdom, and dug deep underground, making people have to admire the digging skills of this group of dwarves.

Anyang paused and said: "Find a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack to set up a camp, and set up arrow towers and sentry towers at high places to guard against attacks by orcs, and wait for the arrival of Turin Day."

There are still three full days before Turin Day. Fortunately, the city master of Long Lake has sponsored enough dry food for them. These three days can probably be passed. Maybe there will be wild beasts in this place at night, so they can add a meal.

Soon, the tent was set up.

Although Anyang's body was made by the system to not adapt to the hypoxic environment, his adaptability was not covered, and he has since recovered.

However, afraid of the strong wind outside, he still unceremoniously got into the tent, sat wrapped in a blanket, and took out the stone heated by the body temperature from his arms and carefully carved it with an arrow.

Mysteries and magicians have strict requirements on materials and tools for what they want to do. For example, they can compose a formation with just about anything, but only at his level can they do it. Rao is so, he also first engraved a magic circle on the stone to ensure the bearing capacity of the stone itself, and then dared to continue to carve higher-level magic arrays on it little by little.

What he is doing now, in a nutshell, is to use the knowledge reserve and experience ability of sixth-order academics to make an item that can only exert the level of second- and third-order academics. And the time-consuming is not short, and it is necessary to concentrate on completing it little by little. If you feel that the energy is running out, you must stop it in advance, make a record, wait for the energy to resume, and continue. There is no room for mistakes.

This is also a last resort. Anyway, normal sixth-order academics are determined not to do this kind of thing.

After a long while, the dwarves set up arrow towers and sentry towers at high places, all of which could shelter from the wind and ensure that they would not be frozen even at night, and then began to plan the order of duty.

Sorin took care of Baggins and arranged for him to be the first on duty. The probability of the orcs catching up so quickly was relatively low, and it was not dark yet, so it wouldn't be too cold. After that, two brothers, Feili and Chili, who had better eyes, were arranged to be on duty tonight, while Anyang and Bud were both at tomorrow night.

Night fell quickly, the sky was full of stars, the Milky Way crossed the sky, and meteors could be seen from time to time.

Peace of mind all night.

The next day passed without incident. The next night, after Anyang had dinner, he dropped his bowl and walked up the mountain.

The sentry tower is just a haven for the dwarves to pile up stones. It is less than half a meter high. Most of the gaps are stuffed with rags to block the terrible wind that rages at night. The night wind above can take the opportunity. But after he walked in, he found that someone thoughtfully prepared a pile of dry wood in the tower, thinking it was to keep him warm.

He muttered an incantation, lit the fire, sat down firmly, took out the stone again, and carefully carved it with the light of the fire. Only after carving a node did he get up and glance around.

The starry sky darkened, tracing a trajectory invisible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it was midnight.

He wanted to call Bud, but saw Bud consciously left the tent and walked towards him, so he stood at the sentry tower and waited for him to come.

But at this moment, he smelled a fishy smell!

Anyang's expression changed, and he didn't want to investigate the source of this fishy smell at all, because he had absolute confidence in his five senses, and he also clearly remembered what kind of creature this smell came from.

"Watch out! Wake them up, Bud!"

Bud paused, looked at his face again, immediately took out the bow and arrow from behind, and ran back.

"Get up! Get up all!"

"Trouble is coming!"

Bud shouted through the tent in the camp, and glanced around at the same time, but it was calm, and there was no trace of the orcs at all.

The dwarves got out of the tent at a very fast speed, but they were all holding weapons and wearing armor. They were afraid that they would sleep in armor when they were sleeping. Even the hobbit quickly got out of the tent, also holding a long sword that did not match his height, looking brave.

The dwarves hurriedly looked around, but they didn't even see the shadow of the orcs, so they shouted to Bard, "Where is it? Where are the orcs? What trouble are you talking about?"

Bud was also a little puzzled. The arrow was on the bowstring, ready to be pulled away at any time, but he said, "I didn't see it either, but your wizard asked me to call you up."

The dwarves looked at the sentry tower 100 meters away, and heard Anyang's voice: "Don't relax, they are prepared to attack, I smell them! You pay attention..."

A short incantation followed.

"Suddenly..."

A white tracer suddenly shot up into the sky, illuminating a large area around, and there was indeed a shadow in the distance.

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