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Chapter 134 The Waves Are Finally Magnificent 【Big chapter, please subscribe, monthly pass】

The light group in the eastern sky disappeared into the clouds at some point.

The golden sunlight disappeared, and the coldness enveloped the earth again.

There was not a breath of wind in the air.

A neat and uniform elf army with astonishing momentum is in front of the formation.

The tall and thick walls of the lonely mountain.

Following Bilbo's voice fell.

The entire city wall was quiet, the entire huge army formation below was quiet, and even the entire lonely mountain seemed to be quiet at this moment.

Everyone looked at the Elf King and Dragon Slayer Warrior Bud who had just scolded below, the King of the Mountain who was in a rage.

At this moment, Bilbo stabbed him deeply from behind.

Everyone was worried about Bilbo.

Especially the few people who are qualified to know that Thorin Oakenshield is almost insane due to the dragon disease.

At this moment, he couldn't help but sweat deeply for Bilbo.

Such a time, such a face-to-face almost frank betrayal in front of the crazy king of the mountain.

Everyone could imagine Thorin Oakenshield's anger, but they couldn't imagine it.

At this moment, all the dwarves on the city wall looked at Bilbo nervously and anxiously, and then at Thorin Oakenshield.

Under the city wall, the elf king Thranduil and the dragon slayer Bard looked worriedly at Thorin Oakenshield above, and then at Bilbo.

In the army formation, Gandalf's face was full of worry.

Morgan on the side was much more straightforward, immediately took off the longbow and arrow, and directly aimed at the city wall above with the bow and arrow.

Looking at Bilbo on the wall.

In addition to sighing in Morgan's heart, he still sighed.

He could almost imagine that during the few days when he was not in the expedition team and not in the lonely mountain.

Bilbo must have persuaded Thorin Oakenshield.

After being deeply disappointed with Thorin Oakenshield, in order to avoid war and the death of the dwarves, he chose to hand over the Arken gem to the human and elf side.

It stands to reason that at this time, Bilbo's best choice is to retire.

However, Bilbo resolutely went back to the wall of the Lonely Mountain, just to wake up Thorin Oakenshield for the last time.

This is not making a movie,.

At this time, it is absolutely risky to venture back to the city wall.

The king of the hill who is mad has no reason at all.

If other powerful people do this, Morgan will definitely think that the other party is pretending.

But Bilbo, Morgan would not think so.

Because he is Bilbo.

In the memory plot, Bilbo is only in danger at this time.

However, Morgan, who already had a certain understanding of the plot of this world, did not dare to relax.

During the expedition, Sorin Oakenshield, who was captured in the Underground Goblin Kingdom, can die.

Now, with the Battle of the Five Armies almost certain, Bilbo could die as well.

This is the information Morgan figured out after being watched and warned.

Although it may not be very accurate, he dare not be careless.

Bilbo was one of the few friends he had in the world now.

Morgan didn't want anything to happen to Bilbo.

At this moment, he has already aimed at the Thorin Oak Shield on the far city wall, as long as he dares to make excessive movements.

Morgan must have taught him to be a man with his arrows.

The tall city wall of the lonely mountain.

Thorin Oakenshield, who heard Bilbo's voice behind him, turned slowly.

There seemed to be something strangely calm in the eyes looking at Bilbo.

"you"

"How dare you steal from me"

Thorin Oakenshield opened his mouth slowly.

The dwarves around who were a little familiar with Thorin's character could see the endless anger suppressed and hidden under Thorin's calm eyes at this time.

"Stealing your stuff?"

"No!"

Bilbo looked at Thorin Oakshield in front of him and shook his head frankly, "I am indeed a snitch."

"But I consider myself an honest snitch."

"I'm willing to use it to offset my commission with Arkan gems."

"That's not stealing."

Before the words finished, Thorin Oakenshield interrupted roughly: "Commission?"

"Your commission?"

"You are not qualified to negotiate commission with me."

Thorin Oakenshield yelled at Bilbo angrily, "You vile thief!"

Throwing away the bow and arrow in his hand, he was about to walk towards Bilbo.

Seeing the enraged Thorin, Bilbo hastily said in a low voice, "I was going to give it to your Thorin."

"I intended to give it to you several times, but..."

"But what. You thief!"

Hearing Bilbo's words, Thorin Oakenshield paused, with an angry sneer on his face, he wanted to see how the thief in front of him would quibble.

"But you have changed Thorin, you have changed completely!"

"The dwarf I knew at Bag End never broke his word."

"I will never doubt the loyalty of my people!"

Bilbo looked at Thorin Oakenshield and yelled, he had long wanted to say it.

The voice fell.

Thorin Oakenshield smiled.

What did he hear?
The thief in front of him actually talked about loyalty with him?

How did he trust the thief in front of him before?

Just yesterday, he just gave the thief in front of him the priceless mithril mail armor left by his ancestors in the treasury!

This has already got the Aken jewel that he cares about the most, but he has always concealed it from himself. He even gave his most cherished jewel to his enemy, and he refused to give it to his thief!
How dare you brazenly talk about loyalty with yourself here!
This is simply a big joke!

Great betrayal!
"loyalty?"

"How dare you talk about loyalty, you despicable thief!"

Thorin Oakenshield laughed angrily, pointed at Bill and yelled at the surrounding dwarves: "Go, throw him down!"

"Throw this despicable thief off the city wall!"

The roar fell, and the entire city wall fell silent again.

Bilbo looked at Thorin in disbelief, and at Thorin Oakenshield, who was twisted and furious.

He finally believed what Gandalf told himself last night: "Never underestimate the evil of gold."

Hearing Thorin's roaring order, all the dwarves around were also shocked.

After the shock, there was dissatisfaction on his face, no dwarf moved a step forward, and even the dwarf Fili, who was closest to Thorin, backed away.

Seeing the surrounding dwarves remain indifferent, Thorin Oakenshield shouted again: "Didn't you hear me!?"

At this time, all the dwarves knew that Thorin was ill, and no one dared to oppose Thorin, but it didn't mean they couldn't control their steps.

The dwarves were silent, Thorin Oakenshield couldn't wait, he grabbed the nearest Fili and wanted him to go.

Fei Li hurriedly refused to break free from his uncle's pull, and the dissatisfaction on his face was palpable.

Seeing that his relatives and nephews were not sure about coming forward, Thorin Oakenshield roared like a violent lion: "Then I will do it myself!"

Thorin yelled and came forward, reaching out to catch Bilbo.

Right at this moment.

In the army formation, Morgan looked sternly at Thorin Oak Shield on the city wall a little further away with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and let go of the arrow decisively.

"whoosh"

The arrows flew away with the sound of howling and piercing through the air.

On the city wall, Thorin Oakenshield grabbed Bilbo with a grim expression.

"whoosh"

The arrows that shot out rapidly almost brushed the tip of their noses, and shot past Sorin Oakenshield's eyes.

Thorin Oakenshield's complexion changed drastically, and he stopped immediately.

This extremely obvious warning arrow made Sorin dare not move forward, and he immediately turned his head to look in the direction of the arrow.

He saw a tall and strong man with chain mail inside and a black robe outside. He was handsome and ponytailed, slowly walking out from the army formation with a longbow in his hand.

"Morgan."

Seeing the figure slowly walking out below, Thorin Oakenshield became more and more angry.

This is another traitor!
Not only a traitor, but a thief.

He already knew from Kili that Morgan had stolen the treasure from his own treasury.

"Sorin, you look so ugly now"

Morgan stepped out of the army formation, looked at the angry Thorin Oakenshield and said slowly.

"Morgan, what right do you have to shout in front of me!"

"You are nothing but a defector, a thief!"

Thorin Oakenshield's attention was immediately attracted by Morgan, and he sneered and shouted at Morgan.

"Quickly."

Immediately behind him, the dwarves Bofur and Kili whispered to Bilbo to flee.

"Defector?"

Hearing Thorin Oakenshield's words, Morgan immediately laughed: "No, I just don't want to continue working for a patient who only has gold in his eyes!"

"As for the thief, that's even more of a joke."

"Sorin, we have signed a contract from the beginning!"

Speaking of this, Morgan sneered loudly: "I just took part of the commission I deserved."

"What's more, the little commission I got is far from enough for the one-fifteenth part of the treasure that belongs to me in our contract!"

"Fortunately, I left decisively."

"Now you probably never thought of paying me a commission."

"The so-called reputation of the king of the mountain!"

"Worthless at all!"

As Morgan spoke, he looked towards the city gate, from which Bilbo had already climbed down with a rope.

After being stunned by Morgan, Thorin Oakenshield looked angry but had no choice but to grit his teeth and yell: "I will never hire humans again, and Shire's rats!"

"How is your considering?"

"Exchange your Arkensilil for what we deserve!"

At this time, Bard asked loudly.

Asked by Bard, Thorin Oakenshield was angry and irritable, so he could only frequently look towards the east hillside.

But there is nothing there.

Thorin Oakenshield walked back and forth anxiously on the city wall, shouting angrily: "Why do you want me to buy back what belongs to me!"

Looking at the Thorin Oak Shield above the city wall with no intention of trading, the elf king Thranduil finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned to look at Bard and said, "If he doesn't want to change it, then stay here."

"I know Exelion of Gondor. If I sell it to him, he will definitely be willing to pay a good price."

"I will kill you!"

Hearing the elf king's words, Thorin Oakenshield immediately interrupted his anger and shouted downward: "I will definitely kill you, I swear!"

Thranduil looked at Thorin Oakenshield above and replied coldly: "Your oath is worthless!"

Then he turned his head to look at Bad Morgan and Gandalf who had just stepped out of the army and said, "I've had enough of him."

"I don't want to wait any longer!"

After speaking, Thranduil turned his head to look at the army behind him, then raised his hand again.

next second.

All the elf warriors immediately drew their bows, drew their arrows, nocked them, and took aim, all in one go.

The dense and extremely neat army of elves raised their bows at the dwarves above the city wall at the same time.

The incomparably oppressive and powerful momentum immediately changed the atmosphere on the field.

Everyone looked at Thranduil's icy face, without doubting the determination of the Elf King.

Gandalf looked anxiously at the city wall above and shouted, "Thorin, lay down your weapons."

"Open the gate, those treasures will kill you!"

On the city wall, Whitebeard Balin was also beside Thorin Oak Shield and said in a deep voice, "Sorin, we can't win this battle."

At this moment, all the dwarves were looking at Thorin Oakenshield.

They are silent, they are loyal, but it does not mean that they are willing to fight a war that must be lost, and a battle that must die in the end.

Thorin Oakenshield was silent, he lowered his head with a pained expression.

He didn't want to share the wealth of any gold coin in the mountain, but it didn't mean he didn't know.

Once this war is fought, he knows that he will lose.

His just anger, hesitation, dispute.
Even his own emotional expression is also to delay time.

He was waiting, waiting for news from Iron Hills, waiting for news from his cousin.

He firmly believed that his cousin would come.

It's just that you really can't wait any longer?

Do you really want to share the hard-earned treasure with those lowly human farmers and fishermen?
Do you want to bow your head to that damned traitor elf?

No, it shouldn't be like this!

I have recaptured the Lonely Mountain.

Recapture the once great mountain kingdom.

He swore that he would make the Kingdom under the Mountain great again.

Then, teach those damned annoying elves below and the lowly human farmers a lesson.

But, do you still have time to wait?
Thorin Oakenshield bowed his head, thinking in pain.

"Sorling."

At this moment, the voice below sounded again.

"It's time for you to reply to us."

"Tell us, do you want peace or war!"

Bard the dragon slayer looked at the Thorin oak shield on the city wall and shouted.

this moment.

The whole Lonely Mountain was watching Thorin Oakenshield.

Elf King Thranduil's face was cold with anger;
Gandalf, Bilbo, and the dwarves on the city wall looked anxiously and expectantly;

Only Morgan, indifferent and expressionless;

Face the ultimatum below.

Thorin Oakenshield raised his head and looked east again.

It's just that there is still no movement, nothing.

Thorin Oakenshield closed his eyes in pain.

Although ten, one hundred, one thousand people in their hearts are extremely unwilling to share the wealth in the mountains behind their birth.

At this moment, Thorin Oakenshield also had to succumb.

Just when he was in great torment and pain.

"quack quack"

Suddenly, several unpleasant calls from ravens suddenly sounded over the lonely mountain.

Thorin Oakenshield who heard the voice immediately opened his eyes and looked up to the sky.

They saw a raven flying from the east, flying straight to the high city wall facing the gate of the Lonely Mountain, and stopped on the boulder in front of Thorin Oak Shield.

After watching the black-eyed raven quack a few times towards Balin beside him.

The painful and gloomy look on Thorin Oakenshield's face disappeared, replaced by incomparable determination and coldness.

"If you want war, then war!"

Thorin Oakenshield looked down and opened his mouth slowly.

After the words fell, a slight vibration sound was suddenly transmitted from the high mountain slope in the east.

In front of such a quiet and serious lonely mountain.

The vibrating sound from the east almost immediately attracted the attention of everyone in front of the Gushan battlefield.

"bang bang bang"

"bang bang bang"

The vibration sound became louder and clearer from far to near, from small to large.

Everyone involuntarily turned around and looked towards the east.

"Bang bang bang bang."

Finally, accompanied by a tidy vibration, a black line emerged from the high and broad hillside in the east.

What first appeared were sharp spears, and then a black army of heavy armor wrapped in armor from top to bottom.

Several heavy chariots pulled by multiple giant horned goats are in front.

At this moment, a short figure wearing heavy armor and riding on a huge war pig who was also in armor quickly rushed out from the army behind, rushed over the heavy giant horn sheep chariot, and rushed to the front of the army.

In front of the lonely mountain gate.

At this moment, all eyes were turned to the east.

Gandalf frowned as he watched the short figure riding a war boar at the forefront of the army.

Bilbo looked at the army on the eastern hillside with a dazed expression on his face.

Morgan also looked at the figure riding on the armored war pig with deep eyes.

Bud's expression changed immediately when he saw the figure of the army in the east.

Although he didn't know what was happening with the Eastern Army now, but thinking of Thorin Oakenshield looking eastward just now, this sudden appearance of the army was by no means a good thing for his side.

The elf king Thranduil reacted the fastest and most violently to the sudden appearance of the dwarf army.

Almost the moment he saw the Eastern army clearly, the Elf King's complexion changed drastically, and he immediately turned around and rode a huge horned deer into the army formation and shouted at his own army: "Put Sangael formation!"

"Put Sangael formation!"

"Put Sangael formation!"

The elf leader following behind quickly roared.

The order spread quickly.

next second.

All the elf army immediately turned right to the east, with the side row as the front, and began to move forward.

"bang bang bang"

"bang bang bang"

The rapid movement of the elf army changed the formation, making everyone move together.

Almost when the elf king Thranduil rushed into the army formation, Bard immediately rushed towards the militia team belonging to the River Valley Town side in the army formation.

Upon seeing this, Morgan and Gandalf immediately followed Bard and walked towards the human militia team.

Bilbo was the slowest to react, but he reacted very quickly, and immediately ran in the direction of Morgan Gandalf ahead.

Everyone below the city wall is moving.

On the city wall, a crowd of dwarves became excited as soon as the eastern dwarf army appeared.

Thorin Oakenshield looked extremely proud.

On the huge hillside to the east of Gushan Mountain.

The army of dwarves in heavy armor quickly stopped.

The short figure riding the war boar quickly moved forward and downward, and waved the huge war hammer in his hand, shouting towards the gate of the Lonely Mountain: "Hey, Sorin, here I come!"

As soon as the voice fell, the dwarves on the wall of Gushan city immediately cheered loudly.

In the militia ranks moving below.

"Who is that?"

At this time, Bilbo followed Morgan and Gandalf, looked at the figure on the hillside in the distance and asked, "He doesn't look very happy."

"That's Dyne, the lord of Ironfoot Dyne's Iron Hills."

Gandalf walked forward quickly with his staff, looked at the short figure in front of him and said solemnly, "He is Thorin's cousin."

"Thorin's cousin?"

Bilbo turned to look at Gandalf beside him, and continued to ask, "Do they look like that?"

"The two of them are compared."

Looking at the figure in front of him, Gandalf shook his head, and continued: "I always think Thorin is the more reasonable one."

"Thorin is more reasonable."

Hearing Gandalf's words, Bilbo's expression froze, and he didn't know how to answer.

"How is his strength?"

At this time, Morgan, who had been silent on the side, suddenly spoke.

Gandalf: "Who?"

Morgan: "Ironfoot Dyne."

Gandalf shook his head: "I don't know the specific strength, but as the lord of the Iron Hills, Dyne must not be far behind."

Although he didn't know why Morgan asked this way.

But generally, as the leader of a party's forces, or the figure of a king, how could the strength be so poor.

Especially relying on war, relying on iron and blood, and relying on the identity and status achieved by strength.

"Why do you ask that?"

Gandalf turned to Morgan.

"nothing."

Morgan shook his head, the corners of his mouth raised, "I just think he has a bad temper."

"That's exactly what you said."

Gandalf laughed immediately, shook his head and said with a smile: "The dwarves give other races the impression of being stubborn, stubborn, and violent, and Ironfoot Dyne is the best of these dwarves."

The army of elves moved quickly and stopped below the eastern hillside.

The human militiamen in River Valley Town also stopped under the leadership of Bard.

Bud rode ahead.

Morgan and Gandalf Bilbo strode out of the line and stood beside Bard in three strides.

At this time, Ironfoot Dyne, the lord of the Iron Hill riding a war pig on the hillside ahead, finally rushed down the hillside and stopped on a small raised soil slope not far from the army in front, looking at the people in front of him. All the troops shouted: "Good morning!"

"How are you all?"

Ironfoot Dyne looked at the army in front of him full of anger and shouted.

Everyone didn't speak, and quietly watched the performance of the lord who appeared suddenly.

"I have a little proposal here."

Ironfoot Dyne didn't even think about asking others to answer, and continued to look at the people in front of him and shouted: "If you don't mind, I will take up a little of your time."

"Can you think about it?"

Speaking of this, Ironfoot Dyne changed his tone, and suddenly shouted at everyone: "The farther you get, the better!"

"All get out!"

"Get out now!"

The loud roar full of spirit, coupled with the powerful momentum of Iron Foot Dyne who has been in a high position for a long time.

For a moment, the human motley militiamen who were closest were immediately awed by the aura of the iron hill dwarf lord, and couldn't help but retreat a few steps in unison.

Bud immediately yelled: "Hold your ground!"

At this time, the gap between the temporary army of farmers and fishermen and the regular army can be clearly seen.

The elf army lined up neatly on both sides not only was not affected by Ironfoot Dyne at all, but they all drew out their long swords. As long as the leader gave an order, they could immediately rush forward and slaughter the flamboyant pig riding in front of them dwarf.

"Okay, okay, Lord Dyne."

At this time, Gandalf came out from the crowd, looked at the violent figure in front of him and shouted.

"Gandalf the Grey"

Recognizing the tall figure in front of him, Ironfoot Dyne said loudly without saving face, "Gandalf, tell these mobs to leave quickly."

"Otherwise I'll water the earth with their blood!"

Gandalf obviously understood Ironfoot Dyne's character, so he strode forward and said, "Dwarves, humans, and elves shouldn't fight like this."

"Now there is a half-orc coalition army coming to the lonely mountain."

"Let your people disarm first."

Gandalf tried to persuade him sincerely, but was immediately interrupted by Ironfoot Dyne: "I will never let my guard down before the elves."

"Especially in front of that gainless woodland spirit."

Ironfoot Dyne raised his warhammer and pointed at Thranduil, who was sitting on a huge horned deer in the elf army diagonally in front of him, and said harshly: "He has always had nothing but malice towards my people."

"If he dares to come between me and my loved ones, I will knock his beautiful head off"

Ironfoot Dyne kept talking with Gandalf and Elf King Thranduil.

In front of the motley crew of humans.

Morgan had already stood at the front of the line before he knew it.

He looked at Ironfoot Dyne who was talking irritablely not far ahead.

Morgan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was waiting for his moment, the best moment.

Gandalf's desire to stop the war between elves and dwarves, except for unclear information, is nothing but talk.

Unfortunately, he failed.

Bilbo, relying on the advantage of the Supreme Lord of the Rings, wants to use the Arken gem to prevent the war between dwarves and elves.

Unfortunately, he also failed.

Morgan also wanted to stop the war between the dwarves and the human elves.

However, he does not intend to rely on foreign objects, but relies on his own strength.

Yes, he intends to bind Ironfoot Dyne, Lord of the Iron Hills.

As long as there isn't this very grumpy dwarf around.

Morgan is sure to drag the entire battlefield until the arrival of the orc army.

In this way, the early consumption of the army of elves and dwarves can be avoided, so that they can better face the army of orcs.

The scolding battle between the dwarf lord of Iron Hills and the Elven King of Mirkwood is coming to an end.

"I'll see if this little princess with pointed ears can still laugh!"

Ironfoot Dyne finished cursing harshly, and was about to leave as soon as he pulled the rein in his hand.

"It's now!"

Morgan, who was staring at Ironfoot Dyne, changed his expression, and immediately activated his skills: "Charge!"

next second.

Morgan's whole body immediately flew towards the Lord of Iron Hills not far away like an arrow from the string.

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