Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth

"Why are you here?"

In the huge and empty conference hall, ignoring Smaug who was angrily scolding "coward" on the other side of the wall, a group of people from the expedition team held a small meeting here.

"I should be the one to ask you this, Levi, why are you here?"

Thorin asked: "You shouldn't be so reckless and wake up the dragon in advance. This is different from what we agreed!"

"You almost caused our expedition to fail by doing this, and the keys and maps my father left behind were all in vain!"

Levi shook his head and talked about what he had seen: "No, Thorin, this method no longer works. Your information is out of date."

"Smaug has long been united with the enemy. Do you remember the Necromancer that Gandalf said? He is the enemy of the free people of Middle-earth, the Dark Lord: Sauron."

"He has been in contact with Smaug a long time ago and reached cooperation. In fact, this dragon has always been awake. It is dormant underground pretending to sleep, just waiting for you to come to your door."

Hearing this, the anger on Thorin's face froze, slowly dissipated, and turned into an expression of disbelief.

Seeing Thorin's expression, Levi continued to add: "Also, now Moria and the Oaks and Wargs of the Misty Mountains have formed a coalition and are heading here, with tens of thousands in number."

"They will swarm Smaug and become the new King Under the Mountain, completely occupying this area."

"No, I am the real owner here!" Thorin couldn't help but say.

"That's why we have to find a way."

Silently digesting this information, Thorin took a breath and said: "Now that the dragon has awakened, we must face it. I declare the original plan to be cancelled."

"We must kill the Orc army before it arrives, otherwise everything will be irreversible!"

"And, I have to seek support from my relatives immediately."

Thorin analyzed the situation clearly immediately and decisively set new goals.

"Bahrain, do you remember how to make explosive bombs?"

"Well, although it has been a long time since I last made something like this, I think I will remember it when I get to the processing room."

"Very good, we can go over here and go to the processing room to make some explosive bombs, use that thing to attract Smaug's attention, lead him to the furnace, and then use his favorite gold to crush him and kill him in one fell swoop. it!"

After finishing the rough plan, Thorin explained it in detail. Basically, he was going to lead Smaug to a specific location, then pour in a massive amount of hot liquid metal, and after solidification, he would be completely trapped inside.

After hearing Thorin's plan, the dwarves felt that it was very interesting and they could give it a try, but at this time, Levi shook his head.

"No, high temperature is of no use to it. I tried it with magma. It's a little hot at best. Your method won't work. It will crawl out."

"Then what do you think we should do? Just watch it join the army and let a beast become the king of the mountain?"

"Calm down, Thorin."

Balin suddenly said: "Maybe there is another way."

"What can I do?"

"Listen to me, I have heard another rumor about the destruction of Riverdale City - the lord of Riverdale City actually shot the dragon. Although he failed to kill it, he successfully removed a scale from the dragon's heart. Knock it off."

"If we can use the same black arrow to aim at that position and hit it again, it will definitely kill it!"

Balin said affirmatively, and at the same time looked at Levi, wanting to hear Levi's advice.

"The rumors are true."

Li Wei looked a little strange, but he still helped to prove:

"I saw with my own eyes that Smaug was indeed missing a scale from his heart."

"But the lord of River Valley City has been dead for many years. Where can we find a sharpshooter who can hurt the dragon?"

A dwarf asked.

"some."

Balin affirmed: "Actually, we have met him."

This wise old dwarf told the story of his conversation with Bard, which made the dwarves look at me and me in surprise.

"In other words, there is another magic item called the Black Arrow, and it is now in the hands of the descendants of the former lord of River Valley City."

"That person is Bud?!"

Thorin listened silently and suddenly turned around:

"Levi, can you please watch this dragon here and wait for us for a few days?"

"We'll be right back."

"Of course, I can wait for you. In the meantime, that annoying dragon won't go anywhere."

"By the way, I just heard you talking about the processing room. Is there a lot of gunpowder in it?"

"Yes, do you need the materials there? I can tell you the specific route."

"No need for directions, just tell me the straight direction."

With all the twists and turns, there is no way to save trouble by just digging through.

After pointing out a specific direction and distance to Levi, and confirming that there was nothing else to do, the dwarves left in a hurry.

Bilbo hesitated for a moment and chose to follow the dwarves - they needed him more than Levi.

The sun rises and the moon sets.

Changhu Town, in front of the prison.

Alfred raised his head, looked down at Bud from the window, and said strangely:

"Look at our people's fighter, how embarrassed he is now."

"The people loved and supported you, but you failed their expectations and joined forces with the thieves to help them steal the town's property. This behavior is simply despicable."

"Just wait, Bud, the people will soon abandon you and curse you, and your conspiracies will no longer threaten anyone."

"I'm not the one with the conspiracies."

Bud clutched the iron window tightly, his face gloomy.

If you want to accuse someone, you can always find a pretext.

This is just a trumped-up excuse. They have been staring at their lives for a long time.

"Maybe, anyway, you'll never figure it out."

"This is your final ending."

Alfred fiddled with the key in his hand, deliberately shook it in front of Bud twice, looked at his increasingly gloomy face, smiled triumphantly, turned around and prepared to leave.

Boom!

Suddenly a dull blow sounded, and Alfred rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot.

Click.

The lock of the prison was opened. Bard lowered his head unexpectedly and saw a group of fully armed dwarves.

"Bard - the former Lord of the Valley: the descendant of Girion."

"Now there is an opportunity to prove your family's ancestry. Do you want to seize it?"

Old Balin, who was good at communication and had a good impression in Bard's eyes, was pushed to the front and talked to the archer.

At this time, a boy squeezed through the dwarves and came to Bard.

"Father!"

"Bain."

Bard hugged his son and asked, "Why are you here?"

"They said they were coming to save you, but they needed someone to lead the way."

Sensing Bard's gaze, Balin praised sincerely, "That's right, your son is very outstanding. He takes good care of the family and is very decisive. He always remembers where you are imprisoned."

Bard looked at the dwarves with a complicated expression, then looked at his son and sighed softly.

"I know."

"In fact, I have no choice at all, right?"

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