Chapter 254: Detoxification

In the white rapids, the expedition team could not control the direction or speed at all.

Borg led the orcs to pursue the shore relentlessly, and a small number of them blocked in front of them, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

However, these dwarves were elites selected from hundreds of thousands, and some of them could even be said to have experienced hundreds of battles, and all crises were cleverly resolved by them.

An orc was about to attack Nori who was drifting by, but he was dragged into the turbulent river by his weapon. An orc stood on a dead tree at both ends of the river and was about to attack Balin, but as soon as he jumped down, he was nailed to the tree trunk by Thorin's knife. The weapon in his hand also fell into Thorin's hands. Another orc pounced on Dwalin's barrel, but was knocked down by his head, and an axe was seized by the way.

After drifting along the river for several hundred meters, the expedition team not only suffered no losses, but also seized three axes and a knife, and used these equipment to kill more than ten orcs.

The river flows through a tree bridge, where a row of orcs stand on the tree trunk.

The dwarves showed tacit cooperation. When they drifted over, one person chopped the tree trunk with an axe. After a few axe strikes, the tree bridge broke and a row of orcs were all swept into the rapids.

The most exaggerated one was Bombur. He was picked up by an orc with a spear and brought to the shore, but he crushed more than a dozen orcs to death in the process of bouncing with the help of a barrel.

After stopping, he kicked the bottom of the barrel open, used the old barrel as armor, held an axe in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, and killed several orcs before jumping into the empty barrel.

"My goodness." Aaron exclaimed in astonishment, "Is he really a fat man? This is too flexible. He doubled the record by himself!"

At the same time, Legolas and Tariel also chased after him.

The reason why the expedition team can hold on until now is because the elves have shared most of the pressure.

Legolas jumped on top of Dwalin and Oin, using their heads as footholds, and continuously shot arrows at the orcs on both sides.

His superb archery skills were perfectly reflected in him, and it was no exaggeration to say that his arrows never missed.

"Gaius." Legolas's dissatisfied voice came from the front. While shooting arrows, he could also spare some energy to find Aaron's figure among a dozen barrels.

"Uh... Is there something wrong?"

"I have already made a request to my father, and he will agree soon. You shouldn't escape from prison."

Aaron smiled awkwardly but politely, "Do you think it makes sense to tell me this now?"

"After it is safe, you and I will go back to heal my father."

"Your Highness, elves must also be reasonable.

You locked me up for no reason and used my personal freedom to force me to make an unequal deal. Do you think this is appropriate?"

Hearing this, Legolas tightened the bowstring and shot the two orcs through. "The elves will give you enough rewards, and you will also get the friendship of the wood elves."

Aaron's eyes lit up slightly. He has already gained the friendship of the dwarves in this expedition. If he adds the friendship of the elves, he will be able to thrive in this world!

It seems that even if he escapes, he can't save the potion he needs!

"Your Highness, you are being too polite.

I will treat King Thranduil, but before that I have to fulfill the dwarf's contract."

"What contract?" Legolas asked curiously.

"This has nothing to do with you."

"I can guess it even if you don't say it."

"I've had enough. Take your foot off my head." Dwalin said angrily, "Otherwise I'm not sure if I will chop it off."

Hearing this, Legolas stepped on Dwalin's head, stepped on the heads of several dwarves and jumped to the shore, fighting with the nearest orcs.

He fought one against four, but the fifth enemy appeared behind him, holding up his axe.

In a critical moment, Thorin threw out the only long knife in his hand and saved his life.

Legolas looked at Thorin who was drifting away, with a complicated expression. It's not that he didn't notice the enemy behind him, but he didn't understand why Thorin, the dwarf prince who hated the elves, would save him.

While he was puzzled, the last orc slowly pulled the bowstring behind him.

Ding!

The arrow shot by the orc was broken by the arrow shot by Tariel. She jumped and kicked over the orc's weapon, and then the dagger was placed on his neck.

"Tariel, wait.

Don't kill him, leave him alive."

"Chase, kill them, don't let them run away."

At this time, Borg led dozens of orcs to chase along the river, but Legolas and Tariel were unable to stop them and could only watch them chase out of the border.

......

A few hours later, the expedition got rid of the orcs' pursuit and stopped at a slow-flowing river.

But this was only temporary. The slowing of the water meant that their speed was slowing down, and Borg and his men would soon catch up.

Everyone went ashore in a panic. Qili, who had been holding on, roared in pain and fell to the ground. His right leg was already stained with blood.

"Kili is injured, his leg needs to be bandaged." Bofur looked at him worriedly.

"A group of Orcs are chasing us, we can't stop." Thorin said.

"Let me do it! It will only take two minutes." Aaron stood up and said, while others were discussing how to hurry up, he walked to Kili.

"How should I put it?

There are not many people I admire, you can barely count as half of them."

"Should I thank you for the compliment?" Kili smiled bitterly.

"What are you joking about at this time?" Aaron looked solemn, bandaging the wound while looking at him seriously, "Not to mention the poison on the arrow, the blood loss alone is enough to kill you, you may not live for a few days."

"Can you save me?"

"Yes." Aaron hesitated for a moment and nodded heavily, "I have a treasure at the bottom of the box, but I won't use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

And we are not close friends of life and death, even if that happens, I may not give it to you."

"Then why are you saying this?"

"Explain it clearly, so that I won't feel guilty after you die."

Qili:......

What a weird reason, but speechless.

"I have a teacher, and I also know some medical knowledge.

I will try my best to save you, but I am only 50% sure, after all, I don't know anything about this kind of poison."

"Thank you." Qili thanked him solemnly, and then looked at Aaron, "Can you tell me who you are? Considering that I am about to die.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't believe you, we all believe in you.

But you are too special, you know a lot, and you are very strong."

"Wait until you die." Aaron patted his wound, and Qili grimaced in pain.

At this time, footsteps slowly approached, and a human man appeared behind everyone, holding a bow and arrow at Oli, and the atmosphere instantly became quiet.

Dwalin picked up a wooden stick and stood in front of Oli, but before he could act, an arrow shot through the wooden stick.

In less than a second, he shot the second arrow, knocking down the stone in Qili's hand, and the next moment the third arrow was already on the string.

Aaron was filled with emotion when he saw this scene.

Are people in this world so good at using cold weapons?

It's okay that Legolas's archery is better than his, after all, he is an elf prince and has received professional training.

But this man is wearing tattered clothes and has no family background. His archery skills are also better than his. It's really unfair.

"If you dare to do it again, you will lose your life."

For a while, no one acted rashly. Balin quietly glanced behind the man and his heart was immediately put in his stomach.

"Excuse me, if I'm not mistaken, are you from Long Lake Town?

Can we rent the barge over there?"

The man hesitated for a few seconds and slowly put away the bow and arrow.

"Poor people." Aaron murmured.

"Anyone with a discerning eye can see it." Qili whispered.

"No, I mean he is very short of money, especially short of money, but he is not a bad person."

"How can you be so sure?" Bilbo asked puzzled.

"Although he is only one person, he has the advantage of time and place. With his archery skills, it is not difficult to kill a group of unarmed and exhausted people like us.

Even if he kills us, the money on us will be his, but he still chooses to trade with us."

"It seems... that's the truth."

The man carried the empty barrels onto the boat, "Why do you think I will help you?"

"Your boots are very old and your coat is very shabby. You must have several mouths to feed at home!" Balin smiled very familiarly, "How many people are there?"

"One boy and two girls."

"And your wife, she must be a beauty!"

"Yes." The man paused, "She was when she was alive."

The smile on Balin's face froze instantly, "Sorry, I didn't mean it."

"Oh, come on, stop pretending to be a good person." Dwalin said impatiently.

"What are you in a hurry for?" the man asked.

"Why are you asking this?" "I want to know who you are and what you are doing here?"

"We are just businessmen from the Blue Mountains." Balin said with a smile, "We are going to visit some relatives in Iron Hills."

The man nodded and turned his eyes to Aaron, saying playfully: "Don't tell me he is also going to visit relatives in Iron Hills?"

Aaron's mouth twitched, and just as he was about to explain something, he was interrupted by Balin, "He is going to visit a friend."

"Haha! His parents are really relieved that they are willing to let a child follow you through mountains and rivers."

"He ran away from home and joined our team halfway.

You also have your own children, you should know that children's friendship is sometimes so... magical."

"You are really good at lying." Aaron complained in his heart.

"What about him?" The man looked at Bilbo again. "If I hadn't looked carefully, I might not have noticed that there was a halfling in your team."

"He is also visiting a friend." Balin smiled like a good guy. "Although the Iron Hills is a dwarf kingdom, the dwarves living there are not without friends of other races."