Chapter 244: Poking the Orcs' Nest (1/2)

Chapter 244: Poking the Orcs' Nest

After leaving the battlefield of the Stone Giant, the expedition team began to look for a place to take shelter from the rain.

After walking for a while, they luckily found a cave.

"It looks safe." Thorin said, "Let's go to the back. Caves are usually inhabited."

Dwalin took the lantern and looked around carefully. "It's empty here."

Groin threw down a pile of wood, "I'll make a fire."

"No, don't make a fire here." Thorin stopped him, "Go to sleep! We'll leave at dawn."

"We should wait for Gandalf to join us in the mountains." Balin said a little puzzled, "That was the original plan."

"Plans can change.

Bofur, you're on duty first."

"Please be considerate!" Aaron patted Balin on the shoulder, "The Day of Durin is getting closer, and it's understandable that he's anxious.

Besides, Gandalf is a famous grey wizard, he will catch up."

When everyone fell asleep and snored one after another, Bilbo quietly opened his eyes.

He packed his bag, put on his blanket, picked up his stick and walked out of the cave quietly.

However, what Bilbo didn't know was that Thorin woke up when he got up, but he didn't say anything and didn't stop Bilbo from leaving.

Bilbo just walked to the cave entrance, and Bofur, who was on duty at night, found him, "Where are you going?"

"Go home, of course." Aaron walked up to Bilbo, "I should be right!"

Bilbo nodded a little guilty, "Thorin said I shouldn't come, he was right.

I'm not a Took, I'm Baggins, I think too much."

"Understand." Aaron smiled, "This journey is indeed too exciting for a Hobbit who has enjoyed a peaceful life for decades."

"But you are part of our expedition." Bofur said eagerly, "I understand how you feel about missing home..."

"No, you all don't understand.

You are dwarves, used to this kind of life, traveling everywhere, wandering around, without belonging..."

Bilbo suddenly saw that Bofur's face became a little ugly, and immediately realized that his words were a little heartbreaking.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"No, you're right." Bofur was silent for a few seconds, then looked back at the dozen sleeping companions, "We don't belong."

"But you are now finding your place." Aaron said earnestly, "It's embarrassing to lose your home, but it's more valuable to have the courage to take it back than to rebuild it."

"Thank you." Bofur smiled with relief, then looked at Bilbo, "I wish you all the best."

Bilbo was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Bofur to bless him, a "deserter".

"Wait a moment." Aaron took out a rolled-up dark blue blanket, "This is for you, no, to be exact, I'll lend it to you."

"I have a blanket."

"Mine is different, Bilbo Baggins.

Open it when you are in danger, it may save your life." Aaron said in a deep voice, "Don't forget, my ancestors were wizards, it's normal to pass down some special props."

Bilbo hesitated, and he also realized that this blanket was much more precious than he thought.

"It's not appropriate."

"No, it's very appropriate.

First, I'm just lending it to you. You have to return it to me when I come back from Erebor.

Second, don't forget the dangers we encountered along the way, trolls, wargs, orcs. It's unknown whether you can return to the Shire alive without something to save your life."

Aaron had said so much, Bilbo couldn't refuse, and stuffed the blanket into his bag directly, "You are welcome to visit my home anytime."

"Took may be a great adventurer, but Bilbo Baggins may not be inferior to him."

Bilbo was about to turn around when he heard Aaron's words, and his mood instantly became extremely complicated.

"What is that?" Bofur asked suddenly, his eyes fixed on the dagger at Bilbo's waist.

The blue light overflowed from the scabbard, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark cave.

"Oh!" Aaron's expression changed drastically, "I think we are in big trouble."

He turned around and shouted, "Everyone, don't sleep, the enemy is nearby."

After the voice fell, the dwarves opened their eyes in a daze.

Thorin did not sleep, he was the first to stand up and remind everyone, but it was too late.

The ground cracked at an exaggerated speed, and everyone fell down uncontrollably.

Below was a long tunnel, with a torch every few meters, which was dug by humans, but it was dug very roughly.

The members of the expedition team slid down one by one on a wooden platform in the air. Aaron was the last one to fall, and he fell on Bombur's belly, but he did not suffer any damage.

Before everyone could react, the densely packed orcs surrounded them.

They rushed forward, captured the expedition team without saying a word, and marched them to a simple wooden bridge.

None of the dwarves were left behind, and Aaron did not escape, but Bilbo lay on the ground and luckily escaped the sight of the orcs.

"Don't touch me." Noli resisted and pushed away the orcs who were escorting him. An inadvertent turn of his head made him discover the last one who escaped, Bilbo Baggins.

Aaron immediately winked at him, indicating that he should not expose Bilbo.

Noli did not want to implicate the hobbit, and followed the orcs honestly.

Aaron deliberately slowed down while crossing the wooden bridge, and kept a distance of several meters from the orcs escorting them.

When turning a corner, he deliberately fell to the ground, and the three orcs who were escorting him were also blocked for a few seconds, separated from the large group in front.

An orc tried to drag him forward, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, Aaron grabbed his neck and twisted it with both hands without making any sound.

Before the second orc could react, Aaron jumped up and used all his strength to use a Sky-High.

Crack!

The sound of the skull breaking rang out, and the orc collapsed to the ground.

"It's your turn." Aaron sneered at the last orc and walked over slowly.

"Come..."

The orc also realized that he was no match for the opponent in a one-on-one fight. Just when he wanted to call for help, he found that he could not move or make any sound.

"Petrification spell, a simple spell, but it works quite well." Aaron slowly walked to the petrified orc, ignored his panicked eyes, and pointed his wand directly at his head.

"Shattered into pieces."

A white light flashed, and the orc turned into ashes and dissipated.

Huh!

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief.

He hadn't used magic for a long time, which made him feel uncomfortable. Today, he finally vented his anger.

Aaron carefully looked at this place, and his face became heavy.

The orcs' nest was built underground, and countless wooden bridges connected the intricate caves, illuminated by torches.

The structure was very clear and clear at a glance, but it was also very chaotic. I didn't know how many floors there were, and I couldn't find the direction to escape from here.

The most important thing was that there were too many orcs, and it was not an exaggeration to say that there were tens of thousands of them.

"Trouble!"

Aaron patted his forehead and decided to put Bilbo in a safe place first, and then go to rescue Thorin and the others.

Because the Hobbits were like fish on the chopping board in such a place, and they might die in the next second, while Thorin and the others were warriors after all, and they could hold on for a while.

Besides, the orcs didn't kill them immediately, either they would put them in a cell or take them to see the leader of the orcs.

In a short time, the dwarves would not be in danger of their lives.

Aaron returned along the same path, and not far away he saw a flashing blue light. Bilbo was fighting an orc with a dagger in his hand.

"What you fear will come true." Aaron cursed inwardly and immediately sped up.

Bilbo had little combat experience and only knew simple blocking. In less than three rounds, the orc rode on his neck.

While struggling, he also saw Aaron running over, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the orc dragged his body back.

Bilbo staggered and fell off the cliff with the orc.

"Fuck!

If I hold on for a few more seconds, I'll die!"

Aaron looked down, and even with his eyesight, he could only see a dark mass.

He did not hesitate, grabbed Bilbo's fallen package, and jumped down immediately.

First use the wind magic circle to reduce the speed of the fall, and then use the magic to soften the ground to land safely.

He used it once when he came to this world. Although the result was not satisfactory, he was very familiar with it.

After landing on the ground, Aaron found Bilbo who was unconscious.

He just fell on a pile of soft mushroom-like plants and only suffered some minor injuries.

The orc who attacked him was not so lucky. He had no buffer at all and lay half dead on the side, even breathing hurt.

Aaron had no idea of ​​helping the orcs to get rid of it, but patted Bilbo's cheek to wake him up.

"Huh?" Bilbo opened his eyes blankly, "Aaron, I... am still alive."

"Yes! You are lucky."

"Where are Thorin and the others?" Bilbo asked anxiously.

"They were captured by the orcs and are waiting for me to go back and save them!"

Bilbo looked at him with some doubt, "How are you going to save them?"

"I have my own way, I won't force it, but you make me a little worried."

"Me?" Bilbo pointed at himself, and suddenly realized, waving his hand and said, "Don't worry about me, it's still safe here, you go and save them first."

"Okay!" Aaron handed Bilbo the package he had left on the ground. "There should be an exit here. Find it yourself first. If you can get out, that's the best. If you can't find it, open my blanket.

Of course, you can open it if you're in danger."

After saying that, Aaron turned around and left alone, disappearing into the darkness.

......

Swish!

Aaron used his Apparition and returned to the wooden bridge in the blink of an eye.

He carefully climbed to a rock high up in the Orc City, and while avoiding the sight of many Orcs, he also found the captured Thorin and others.

They were brought to the Orc King, who was a huge Orc, a little taller than a Troll.

If ordinary Orcs are disgusting, then he is quite disgusting.

He was extremely ugly, with large and small bumps all over his body, a big belly, and the flesh on his chin almost hanging down to his chest.

The Orc King recognized Thorin, teased him, and then dropped a bombshell.

"I know someone is offering a high price for your head. Just the head, the body is spared.

You should know who I am talking about, your old enemy.

The pale orc, riding a white wolf."

Thorin slowly raised his head and said coldly: "Azog the Destroyer is dead. He was killed on the battlefield a long time ago."

"Do you think he will no longer destroy?" The Orc King sneered, and then turned to a dwarf orc next to the throne, "Send a message to the pale orc, tell him that I won the jackpot."

The dwarf orc quickly wrote a few lines on the paper, pulled the switch, and followed a cable to a dark cave.

Aaron looked at the dwarf orc who delivered the letter, and thunder rolled in his heart.

I knew that some flags could not be established. As expected, Azog the Destroyer was still alive.

The Orc King felt that he had picked up a big bargain. He was sitting at home well, and the reward automatically fell into the pot.

He immediately ordered his men to prepare meat grinders and bone crushers. In short, what Azog wanted was Thorin Oakenshield's head, and the rest of the head and the remaining dwarves could be used to hold a banquet for them.

Meanwhile, deep underground, Bilbo looked at the half-dead orc lying on the ground, hesitating whether to go over and give him another blow.

But before he could act, he heard slight footsteps, and he hid behind a stone in fear.

A figure crawled out of the darkness. He looked like a little devil from hell, with gray skin, only a few strands of gray hair on his head, and his whole body was almost a pile of bones.

But what surprised Bilbo was that such a creature that was neither human nor ghost had a pair of big eyes emitting a strange luster.

He slowly crawled to the orc and jumped up excitedly, "Yeah, yeah.

Gollum, Gollum."

After looking around the orc for a few seconds, he stood up and dragged him deeper.

The orc seemed to know what he was going to face and immediately resisted hard, but Gollum picked up a stone and smashed it on his head.

Perhaps the smash was too big, and a golden ring fell from Gollum's waist to the ground.

"Dirty orcs, better than gnawing old bones.

Baby, but better than nothing."

After Gollum dragged the orcs away, Bilbo came out from behind the stone and picked up the golden ring.

"Lots of bones, baby, so little meat." Gollum's voice came from the depths, "Shut up, skin quickly, and start from the beginning."

Bilbo picked up the dagger and approached carefully. At this time, the dagger still emitted a blue light, which meant that the orc was still alive.

After approaching, there was a huge underground lake.

Gollum was on a towering rock in the center of the lake, reciting a terrifying poem while hitting the orc's head with a stone.

The orcs made a dying struggle, but to no avail.

Bilbo noticed that the dagger in his hand no longer emitted blue light, and he retreated behind a rock in fear.

But this flash of blue light also attracted Gollum's attention. He realized that there were other people here, and he gently paddled a tattered wooden boat and approached carefully.

Bilbo looked back and didn't see Gollum's figure, and his heart immediately skipped a beat.

He subconsciously grabbed the blanket on his back. In this dark underground space, only this blanket could give him a certain sense of security.

After a while, a low breathing sound came from Bilbo's head.

He raised his head and saw a pair of big eyes emitting blue light, and he couldn't help shivering.

Gollum jumped off the rock and jumped right in front of Bilbo.

"Thank you for your blessing, baby, this looks a lot of meat."

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