Chapter 512 Orcs!

Bilbo Baggins chased him faster than the others on horseback.

When Bilbo caught up with the team like the wind, everyone understood why Gandalf chose a hobbit who was over 50 years old to be the snitch.

You must know that everyone has been riding for almost a morning, but even so, Bilbo still caught up with them.

Bilbo's movement speed is already comparable to that of Salusuk who possesses magical feet.

Even in terms of endurance, he is even more powerful than Salusuk.

"Welcome to Thorin Oakenshield and his companions, Mr. Baggins!"

Balin, the eldest dwarf, took the contract document from Bilbo and welcomed him with a happy face.

"Haha, I knew, Bilbo, you would definitely catch up!"

Xiao stretched out his hand and pulled Bilbo onto the other spirit horse beside him.

"No, I can't! I can just walk. I can catch up!"

Bilbo, who couldn't ride a horse, struggled not to get on the spirit horse.

"Don't worry Bilbo, the spirit horse understands human nature. It is very stable and obedient. You don't need to do anything!"

Xiao comforted.

"I'll try to adapt!"

Bilbo lay on the back of the spirit horse in fear, not daring to move for fear of falling.

"This guy is so mean, Xiao, are you sure you want to take him with you?"

Laxus looked at Bilbo with some dissatisfaction. He was looking down on the fire dragon for bringing such a burden to slay the dragon.

Xiao nodded, trusting Bilbo very much, and said: "There is great power in a small body, and he will eventually transform!"

"I hope so!"

Laxus did not continue to say anything, but rode to the front of the team. Compared to the soft guy, he and Thorin, a tough guy, got along well with each other.

As for Xiao’s true thoughts, who can guess?

The Gushan Expeditionary Force officially set off.

In the first few weeks, the group walked and stopped, just like having a picnic, and they walked happily.

It's simple, because everyone has not left the Shire, the territory of the hobbits.

As the most fertile and stable region in the entire Middle-earth, the Shire has spring-like weather all year round, abundant products, good weather, and even wild beasts are rare.

However, after leaving the Shire, the cruelty of the world was truly revealed to everyone.

This was hell for Bilbo, who had always lived in his comfort zone.

There is no handkerchief, no change of clothes, and no soft and comfortable big bed.

The last thing he can tolerate is dry and hard junk food.

After the food was brought and quickly eaten, he could only nibble on the dry, hard black bread that the dwarves had brought with them.

For a hobbit who has to eat five meals a day, this is simply torture.

In the first few weeks, he was hungry and full, and after a while he gradually got used to the days of being on the road.

What was even more uncomfortable was that he had to live with the dwarves at night. The loud snoring of these bad guys made him mentally tortured every night.

But even so, Bilbo persisted and had no intention of backing down. Perhaps this was the unique tenacity of the Hobbit.

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After months of traveling, everyone finally arrived at the last bridge.

Late at night, everyone found a stone cliff that was hot in the sun and repaired it.

Bilbo, who was awakened by the snoring, could no longer sleep. After stretching, he came to the place where everyone was keeping vigil.

He quietly came to the spirit horse he named Myrtle and secretly handed it a bright red apple.

Myrtle happily humped Bilbo, and then swallowed the crispy and sweet apple in one bite. The clicking sound immediately attracted the other foodie.

"Love~"

The blue kitten suddenly made a resentful sound from behind Bilbo.

"Bilbo, aren't we best friends? Why don't you give me that apple that looks like a bad thing? Habi hasn't had fish in weeks!"

"Oh, Hubby, that, me, you...!"

Bilbo, who was caught, was immediately at a loss. Obviously, feeding such a good apple to a horse was a bit inappropriate.

But there was no way, Myrtle was too spiritual and too pleasing to him.

"mosquito buzz--"

A penetrating piercing cry suddenly resounded in the ears of the two of them, helping Bilbo survive this friendship crisis.

Harpy threw himself on Bilbo's head, trying to feel safe.

Makarov and Erza immediately jumped up from the floor instinctively and looked around cautiously.

That cry made them feel the danger and murderous intent. Something was tracking them, and it was already very close.

"It's an orc!"

Kili and Fili recognized the owner of the cry, and began to scare Bilbo in a child-like tone. When he showed a frightened expression, he laughed directly.

Thorin also stood up and came to the edge of the cliff, staring at the old forest below with a sinking face. Thorin had a hatred and vigilance towards orcs that ordinary people could not enlighten.

"Is this funny?"

Therefore, Thorin couldn't help but scold his two nephews, Kili and Fili.

Thor was very annoyed with the attitude of these two young men towards the orcs who had never experienced the battle between dwarves and orcs since childhood.

If they had been born in the era when the dwarves fell, they would have known how much the dwarves paid in order to survive and fight off the orcs.

They used the orcs to scare Bilbo and treated the orcs as fun, which was simply an insult to their ancestors and their fathers.

After being scolded, Baal and Fili bowed their heads and apologized like mice seeing a cat.

As for this uncle, the two of them were afraid of Thorin because they were beaten since childhood.

In the end, it was Balin who kindly told the two what happened in the past.

Everything started because after Smaug occupied the Lonely Mountain,

the dwarves of Durin, who had nowhere to go, chose to go to Moria, the ancient dwarf kingdom that was once conquered by the Orcs.

Moria (Moria), formerly known as Khazad-dûm, was once the most powerful and famous dwarf kingdom in Middle-earth.

There, the dwarves prospered and built the greatest city in history.

In the 1300th year of the Third Age, the evil forces in Middle-earth began to become active again. The Orcs attacked the dwarves in the Misty Mountains, but Khazad-dûm was still indestructible.

The wealth of Khazad-dûm grew further, but the Dwarfs began to decline.

The Dwarves dug deeper, but Mithril became increasingly hard to come by.

In 1980 of the Third Age the Dwarves dug too deep, and awakened a nameless horror that had lurked beneath the city in ancient times.

This creature wreaked havoc on Khazad-dûm and slew King Durin VI, so it was named Durin's Bane.