Chapter 1195 Calculation

"This damn elf, wandering wizard, when did you promise to give him treasure?"

"I don't believe it! The elves don't tell the truth!"

"He put us in a prison in the Woodland Kingdom, we managed to escape, and killed Smaug with all the hard work, but now he's better, he'll bring the army and come for the treasure! Tread the horse... what do you do with the horse? Don't rob!"

"I think...that's probably the case."

Anyang listened to the discussions of the dwarves behind him, and his expression was also very exciting. When looking directly at Thranduil's indifferent face, he said, "King Thranduil, we need to discuss it."

"Negotiate?" Thranduil narrowed his eyes, turned around and looked at him again.

Following his gaze, Anyang saw the neatly arranged army behind him. Just from the appearance of the army and the prohibition of orders, he could see that the combat effectiveness of this army was absolutely extraordinary, and at the same time he could easily Feeling the threat contained in Thranduil's indifferent gaze.

Yes, the king of the dignified Woodland Kingdom, the only king in Middle-earth, brought such a large army to the castle guarded by only a dozen dwarves, even if he came to rob it, why not?

Rao is that Anyang has always had a good temper, and at this time, he couldn't help but feel a little sullen.

But he also knew that his strength was very different from the army led by Thranduil, not to mention that Thorin did not block the gate as in the plot. If Thranduil wanted to enter the castle, they had no way to stop such an attack. an army. Unless he uses up the items he prepared in advance.

What's more, he still needs to use Thranduil's army, otherwise the Ironfoot Legion alone will not be enough to stop the Orcs' front.

So Anyang sighed and secretly said that he was still not used to communicating with people with such a low identity, but he forced himself to adjust and said to Thranduil: "King Thranduil, I think I gave you the The promise is - you let us go, and I promise Thorin will return the wealth that belonged to the woodland elves. But it's obvious that you still keep us locked in the prison, and we escaped on our own. No matter what. Whether you sent someone to hunt us down and 'you let us go' are two different things, so don't confuse them."

"Oh?" Thranduil raised his head slightly, revealing a delicate and beautiful chin, which was unbelievably beautiful.

"Although I also told you, whether you let us or not, there is always a wealth in this castle that the fire dragon plundered from the woodland kingdom. The dwarves are not interested in those white pebbles, nor do they bother to occupy other people's wealth. , they will definitely return these things to you." Anyang paused after speaking, paid attention to the movement behind him, and found that no one refuted loudly, and then continued, "But this is not a promise, and you can see that Well, now... I am not in charge here."

"It doesn't matter, if you don't recognize that sentence, I have other things for you to recognize." Thranduil said lightly, he pulled out the long sword around his waist, and looked carefully in front of him, occasionally looking through the carvings. Hua Xue Liang glanced at Anyang and the dwarves behind him, "Think about it, wandering wizard, how should we solve this matter."

This attitude undoubtedly angered the dwarves behind, and Anyang heard a noise coming from behind.

"This damn bitch, does he think we can't beat them?"

"We really can't beat them."

"I don't care! He's insulting us! Does he think we dwarves can't fight with swords anymore? Does he think we dwarves have no army? I'm mad at me! Who wants to go up and insult me?"

"I will! I will spurn his ancestors and race!"

"Can you guys be quiet for a while?"

Anyang felt a big headache, took a deep breath and said to Thranduil: "Will you give us some time? After all, not only did you not help us in any way, you even imprisoned us, and when we risked our lives, After killing the fire dragon dangerously, you stand up to ask for wealth, I don't think they can accept it in a short time. Of course, a short time, just a short time. "

"How long do you want? Wizard."

"Five days."

"It's too long, five days is enough for my army to evacuate this castle." Thranduil said lightly, and glanced into the distance, "Or, who are you waiting for? Ironfoot Dane? Do you really think that mob can stop my army of elves?"

"No, no." Anyang waved his hand quickly, "I have absolutely no intention of starting a war, just because the dragon's rampage before his death destroyed too many stone pillars in the hall, and the place where the treasure was stacked was almost destroyed. The dragon was in this place before. Sound sleep, so we must take the time to clean it up before we can count the treasure that belongs to the elves."

"Oh? If so, I think my army can help you clean up soon." Thranduil said, "If you are worried that we will steal your treasure, then you can rest assured that my people only treat me. The gems of the clan are interested."

"..." Anyang sighed, "You know that the dwarves will not allow you to enter their castles, nor will they allow you to handle their treasures, so you can only wait, King Thranduil."

"How can I trust you?"

"River Valley City has countless rooms. It is adjacent to the Lonely Mountain. You can monitor the movement here at any time. If this is the case, five days is not a long time. Why don't you be more patient?" The elf king said, "In short, these dozen dwarves and the Iron Foot Legion of the Iron Hills are not in your eyes at all, are they?"

Thranduil didn't answer, just glanced at him lightly, rode the deer and turned away, and said lightly: "I hope what you said is true, wizard, otherwise, you will not be able to bear the wrath of the elves."

"Well, there are still a group of humans in River Valley City. They are also waiting for the treasure of Gushan. You happen to have a company." , turned around and walked back to the castle gate.

The impulsive Dwarin suddenly asked: "Are we really going to return the treasure to them? They didn't do anything at all!"

Bumbo echoed: "Yeah, why didn't they ask for treasure from the fire dragon before?"

"These treasures belonged to them originally, they were taken from them by the fire dragon, not Iruba's." Balin's temper was relatively calm, he said, "Our original purpose was to steal the Arken Silmarillion, and now it is not only the Arken Silmarillion. I got it, and I recovered Iruba in one fell swoop, and I got back our treasures, why are you still not satisfied? To be honest, those white pebbles are not good-looking at all..."

"Yeah, I also don't think it looks good. I prefer Jin Cancan! But I still feel a little unwilling to return the treasure to them like this. They almost made us spend the rest of our lives in prison!"

Anyang only glanced at them and slammed a sentence: "Save your strength, everyone, the orcs have already come here, and the army of the Iron Hills alone can't stop them."

"Yeah!" Boffer's eyes suddenly lit up, "Mr. Ain still thinks far, it is equivalent to letting the woodland elves be our mercenaries once, and we pay them commissions, this is a great idea!"

"Mr. Ain is much more rational and thoughtful than us." Balin said meaningfully, glancing at the dwarves.

Anyang sat down in the dining room where the dwarf king used to dine in the castle, took a glass of ale that had been hoarded for many years, took a big sip, and said, "We need to send an alert person. With a fast horse, go to the west and north to scout the trail of the Orcs, and report back immediately when you encounter an Orc."

"I'm going!" Kili said immediately.

"This is a dangerous job!" Anyang glanced at him, took another sip of ale, but said, "I think you can do it, but you need to ask Sorin's opinion."

"Of course he's up to the job!" said Thorin, who appeared at the door, "but our horse was lost on the road, where do we need to get one!"

"Elves' horses are always the best," Anyang said.

"I don't want to use elf horses!"

"Really? But didn't you use the elf's sword very easily before?" Anyang glanced at him, smiled, and then drank the ale, "Let me deal with them, I hope to be able to If I meet Tariel or Legolas on the way, I can save my tongue."

Not long after, Anyang came back with the horse and explained many things to Qili before letting him go on horseback.

The next afternoon, Gandalf came to the Lonely Mountain.

He was in a mess all the way, and Thorin took him to the dining room, where he prepared food and water for him.

"I'm glad to see you still awake. I was worried that you would be addicted to the gold like your grandfather, but it's okay." Gandalf broke a piece of bread and stuffed it into his mouth, "but I saw it at Cape Lookout. There is a large elf army in River Valley City, what's going on?"

Sorin was still a little ashamed when he heard the first sentence, but his face turned cold again when he heard the second sentence: "They came to retrieve their treasure."

"Retrieve the treasure? Bring so many troops?"

"They're afraid we won't give it."

"Then why are they stationed in River Valley City now?"

"Because we promised to deliver the treasure to them in a few days." Speaking of this, Thorin's eyes were still hazy.

"King Thranduil is so eloquent?" Gandalf was a little surprised. "I was surprised that you killed Smaug, but it was not enough to make King Thranduil afraid? Or what agreement did you reach? ?"

"The wandering wizard said that the dragon smashed the pillars in the hall, and the stone fell to cover the treasure. It will take us a few days to clear the treasure before we can hand over the treasure to them."

"This is real?"

"Of course it's fake."

"Fake? If you don't want to hand over the treasure, why are you delaying these days? Wait! You are waiting for the army of the Iron Hills to arrive!" Gandalf stood up suddenly, staring at the seat next to him in disbelief Sorin, "I didn't expect that the descendants of the Turin bloodline would lie because they refused to hand over these treasures! I didn't expect that Ain would actually do something wrong for you!"

"You are wrong, Gandalf." Thorin sat still and said indifferently, "We are waiting for the army of the Orcs."

"Hey!" Gandalf's eyes widened, and it took a long time for him to recover. "I came to remind you of this. I didn't expect you to be ready for it, and I thought you didn't know. Now it seems that The wisdom of a wandering wizard is far beyond my imagination..."

At the end, he murmured again in a low voice, "So, it's considered that you have calculated the woodland elves!"

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