Chapter 277: Iron Foot Army, Give It a Face

Gandalf turned away sadly. He didn't expect that after living for so long, he would be speechless by a child.

But thinking of the war that might break out at any time and affect the safety of Middle-earth, he still said shamelessly: "Gaius, you are the only one I can count on at this time.

When I first met you, I had a feeling that the peace of Middle-earth might fall on you."

"Haha!" Aaron sneered and gave him a contemptuous look, "I don't have much sense of mission, and I don't want to be a savior, so don't use such words to perfunctorily treat me."

"How can this be perfunctory?" Gandalf said anxiously.

"Don't force me to despise you, Gandalf.

I admit that you are a good person with a great vision and are worthy of respect.

But good people can make bad people cry when they are cunning. Even if I have some skills, I am just a child. You can't pull me alone!" Aaron said speechlessly, and then counted on his fingers, "King Elrond, Queen Galadriel, Saruman, Radagast, which one of them is not stronger than me, can't you find them?"

Gandalf's face twitched slightly, and he forced an awkward smile, "Queen Galadriel's magic power is over-consumed and she is extremely weak now. King Elrond is protecting her. I don't know when Saruman will be free to stop Sauron's conspiracy. As for Radagast, he went to ask for help, so... you understand?"

Fuck!

Aaron felt that billions of alpacas were running through his heart.

I thought there was a tall man to support the sky when it fell, but I never expected that the tall man would dodge faster than him.

"I'm sorry, I've done enough and don't want to take any more risks." Aaron said seriously, "You really found the wrong person.

No matter how powerful I am, I'm just one person. Facing an army, I can only be crushed and can't help."

"I don't want you to face an army directly." Gandalf explained, "There will be a melee next, and I need someone who is very mobile and can easily handle the three parties of elves, dwarves and humans to support the battlefield in time.

Gaius, you are very powerful, no one is more suitable than you."

Aaron blinked and shook his head immediately, "Impossible, who do you think I am? I just want to stay away from the battlefield as much as possible.

Gandalf, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart. At this time, I choose to stay and face it with you instead of running away. I have done my best."

"Within my ability." Gandalf added hurriedly.

"If you say so..." Aaron paused for a moment, "It's not impossible."

Gandalf breathed a sigh of relief, and finally smiled, "Have a good rest!"

After Gandalf left, Aaron leaned against the city wall and dozed off, his attention focused on the system's task panel:

[Defeat the Orc Army;

Complete the task to get a reward of 2,000 magic points, no penalty for failed tasks, do you accept it? ]

"Accept, just let it go."

......

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight appeared in the east.

All members of the expedition team followed Thorin to the city wall, and not far away from them were the golden armored elves ready to go, and the human troops of Long Lake Town.

The Elf King Thranduil rode a huge elk, and next to him was Bard riding a white horse. The two slowly passed through the center of the army and arrived in front of the formation.

Because of the agreement reached last night, Thranduil and Bard were very restrained in stationing their troops in front of the Dale City, leaving a large buffer zone between them and Erebor.

"Humph!" Thorin sneered at their troops, "This is a demonstration."

"No, Thorin, this is not." Gandalf said a little tiredly, "They are just guarding against the Orc army that may appear at any time."

"Really? Where are they?" Thorin said indifferently, "Let alone the Orc army, I didn't even see a warg.

Although you have reached an agreement with them, their fundamental purpose has not changed at all, to seize the wealth of my clan."

"Thorin Oakenshield, can you not take gold so seriously."

"Call me King." Thorin said coldly, "I am the king."

Gandalf sighed deeply. He also knew that Thorin's mental state was problematic now. He was becoming more and more arbitrary and would not listen to anyone.

But now that the enemy is at hand, the dwarves, elves and humans must not fight.

"Has the Ironfoot Army not arrived yet?" Bilbo asked.

As soon as the words fell, a black raven flew over and landed on the city wall.

"Here they come." Thorin said with a proud smile.

The neat footsteps came from the distant hillside, and a large number of dwarf troops slowly came, led by King Dain riding a ferocious wild boar.

The Ironfoot Army is the elite of the dwarves, and they are not inferior to the elves and human coalition forces in terms of combat power and numbers.

The dozen dwarves on the city wall cheered loudly, and the arrival of the famous Ironfoot Army boosted their morale.

"Is this the dwarf king of the Iron Hills?" Bilbo asked, "He doesn't look very happy."

"Dain, Thorin's cousin." Gandalf said, "He is even more... irrational than Thorin."

"I'm more curious why he rides a wild boar?" Aaron asked puzzledly, "This is somewhat inconsistent with the identity of the king!"

"Dain doesn't care about this." Thorin smiled, "He likes the impact of wild boars. Close combat charges are almost unstoppable, much better than horses."

"It doesn't matter, but Thorin, don't forget what you promised us."

"I know, I know." Thorin waved his hand, "I will ask him to restrain himself as much as possible, but if the elves and humans don't know what's good for them and refuse to withdraw within two days, then there is nothing we can do."

The Ironfoot Army stopped in front of the Dale City, confronting the elves and humans at a distance of 100 meters.

Dain looked at Thranduil, his face showing no trace of sarcasm, "Good morning, how are you all?

If you are willing to give me a little time, I have a small suggestion, can you all...get out of here."

"Get out, get out now." Dain roared, making the people of the Long Lake, whose number was less than one-tenth of the elves, feel a little scared.

"Don't get excited, King Dain." Gandalf shouted.

Dain turned his head and looked at the gray-robed wizard on the wall, "Gandalf the Gray.

Let these beggars go, or I will make them bleed into rivers."

"Dwarves, there is no need for humans and elves to fight. The orc army is heading here. Keep your people calm."

"I can't keep calm in front of elves." Dain didn't give any face at all, pointing the hammer in his hand at Thranduil, "Especially the treacherous woodland elf, the only thing he wants to do is to make my people suffer.

If he dares to obstruct us, I will twist his head off, and I don't know if he dares to smile again."

Thranduil heard the words, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He raised his hand, and all the archers of the elven army drew their bows and arrows, aiming at the Ironfoot Army on the opposite side.

"Stop, don't be impulsive." Aaron shouted loudly, and then Apparition came to the front of the two armies, "King Thranduil, don't forget what we said yesterday."

"I really want to resolve the dispute peacefully." Thranduil said lightly, "But you have seen Dain's attitude. He is a man who pushes the issue. It is better to use swords to reason."

"The overall situation is important. Think about the white gem, Your Majesty." Aaron reminded. He especially understood Thranduil's current mood. If it were him, he would not be able to bear it.

But now you must restrain yourself no matter what. It is a pleasure for you to shoot this round of arrows, but a war is really inevitable.

Thranduil took a deep breath, suppressed his unhappiness, and restored the original formation of the elf troops.

"Who are you?" Dain asked curiously, "Which wizard? You can't be the apprentice of Gandalf the Grey!"

Hearing this, Gandalf smiled awkwardly.

If he had such an apprentice, he would wake up with a smile in his dreams.

"Don't get me wrong." Aaron shook his head and said, "I dare not be his apprentice, otherwise I probably won't have a good day, and I have to support him in his old age."

Dain was stunned for a moment, thinking of Gandalf's shabby gray robe, and nodded for some reason.

Gandalf has a high reputation, but he is not doing well. Taking another apprentice will definitely make his living standard worse.

"Then get out of the way, or I will kill you too." Dane said, and then looked at the Ironfoot Army behind him, "Get ready, let these bastards taste our power, and set up an offensive formation."

"Wait." Aaron said immediately, and then took out a black key, "I want you to restrain your army, just as a favor to it."

"Key? Why is it in your hand?" Dane asked with wide eyes.

"I gave it to him, Dane." Thorin on the wall explained, "Aaron Gaius is the most sincere friend of the dwarves, you can't hurt him."

"Thorin." Dane was a little puzzled, "The key is a token passed down by the Turin family."

"It has completed its mission, and now it only represents the friendship of the dwarves."

Dane nodded thoughtfully, looking at Aaron with a little more respect.

"Everyone, set up an attack formation and defeat them."

"Wait, why do you still want to fight?"

"Pay attention to me." Dane gave him a reassuring look and added: "Avoid the dwarf's guests when attacking."

Aaron was confused, how could he play like this?

Watching the Ironfoot Army set up their formation, Aaron quickly came back to his senses and set his sights on Thorin.

Thorin hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Dain, don't rush to do it."

"Why?" Dane asked puzzledly, "Thorin, when did you become afraid of the elves?"

"You know me, I have never been afraid of them." Thorin said in a deep voice, "I can not give the elves a bit of face, but I will give my friends the necessary respect.

So I decided to give them a few days to see if there would be an orc attack, and if not, it would not be too late to fight again."