[Lord of the Rings] Dragon and Elf King

Her lovely gold... like a fairy made of gold...

Jiao Lating felt that the corner of her mouth opened an arc, and then something in her mouth flowed down her chin and the ground along her big grinning mouth.

She wanted to take a breath of her disappointing saliva, but thinking that the loud noise would scare away the beautiful golden man in front of her, she forcibly held back.

She was hunting, and her prey were all timid and fearful of death. A little trouble would frighten them and run away.

So she can't make a sound, she can't let the prey she likes escape, can't she?

Jiao Lating bent his upper body slowly, but such a huge body did not bring any wind or movement.She pressed her huge body to the ground, observing the other party motionlessly.

It's a pity that the Elf King has lived for a long time and has gone through countless battles. How could he not notice the greedy and possessive aggressive eyes.Moreover, the eyes of beasts always emit that kind of glistening green light in the dark, and dragons are, after all, a kind of beast.It's just that they are powerful and wild, and they basically have no opponents in this middle-earth continent.

Sensing that the other party seems to have a sense, even if Jiao Lating wants to look at the fascinating color a few more times, in order not to be discovered by the other party, she will fall short. She can only follow her own reason and close her feet. Animal pupils as tall as a person.

Thranduil frowned, and a deep mark appeared between his brows.

That dangerous breath, the dark magic power, and the prying eyes that just disappeared... Thranduil always felt his nerves clamoring.He rubbed his temples, and his long golden hair slid down from his sleeves like a stream of golden light.Thranduil closed his sea-colored eyes, wondering if it was because he was too close to the dragon that the feeling he had when he was burned by the dragon flames had revived.He began to hesitate, after all, even with most of the army, the tyrannical strength of the dragon would bring the danger of extinction to his race and kingdom.

But soon, he remembered the huge treasure in Iruber, and the white star gem that he handed over back then but never got back.Because of the thought of being close to the treasure, Thranduil began to feel that the dragon was nothing compared to his beloved white gem.

Anyway, with those dwarves in Long Lake Town attracting the dragon's attention, he just needs to take his army to Ilubury and take what belongs to him.Anyway, those dwarves who are now dying of poverty can't afford to pay the fee to pass through his territory, so being a bait can be regarded as the best use of anything.Thinking so, Thranduil waved his hand to signal a group of elven warriors to inspect the surrounding environment, while he continued to lead the rest of the team towards Iruber.

Dragons are still raging in Long Lake Town.He enjoyed listening to people's screams and wailing, and picked out a few that looked pleasing to the eye and swallowed them.

Long Lake Town is surrounded by water, and the Smaug's attacks and flames have also changed the terrain here, making it completely lost the grandeur of the extremely prosperous city at the foot of Mount Iruber 60 years ago.Since it became the kingdom of dragons, the place renamed Changhu Town has become poor and closed.And now the arrival of Smaug is like the reappearance of that day 60 years ago, and all the humans in Changhu Town are in despair.

The lake water with floating ice was scorched by Long Yan, the ice cubes melted rapidly, and the water level began to rise.Fortunately, every household here has a boat, which avoids the tragedy of most people being drowned alive.Unfortunately, wooden boats can save lives, but they can also kill people.They were set ablaze by Smaug's flames, and those in the boat were forced to jump into the water one by one.

Smaug laughed in the air, and shouted loudly to the dwarves who had come here panting from Irubor: "This is revenge, dwarves! For you have offended my kingdom so disrespectfully that they have fallen Death!" He hovered in the sky, whispering intoxicatedly: "I am the flame...I...is death..."

Thorin.Oak Shield stood there stupidly.He seemed to see Iruber destroyed overnight again 60 years ago, Long Lake Town... It seemed like the reappearance of Iruber yesterday.It's a pity that he has lost everything this time, he is no longer the prince of the kingdom under the mountain, and he no longer has an army that can fight for the kingdom and fight against the dragon.His father disappeared and his grandfather died. He was alone, and with a dozen or so old soldiers who could still obey his call, he stood on this familiar land again and relived this familiar and cruel scene.

"Did they... die because of us?" Thorin's dark eyes were dyed red by the flames.

"What did we..." he said in a low voice.

"Sorin!" Balin shouted like a heavy hammer, awakening Thorin's nightmare.

"Bahrain, let's go." Sorin clenched the sword in his hand, and walked straight to where the dragon was.Balin was stunned, and he shouted, "Shorin, what are you going to do!"

"Of course it is..." He looked up at the sky, the dragon was still spitting out flames, howling.Despair and hatred burned in his eyes, he turned his head, the flames in his eyes startled Bahrain, only to hear him yell in a low voice with a murderous look: "Kill him!"

At the same time, in Changhu Town, the lord of Changhu Town was protected and hid under a solid watchtower. He was wearing his own helmet and a suit of armor. own life.

Smaug's tail flicked and hit the lookout.The watchtower trembled, and stones and debris mixed with debris fell down.And the fat lord saw the descendants of the former lord Ghirian through the gap in his helmet, and Bard was running towards the observation deck with a black thing.

"Bud! What are you doing!" he yelled.He recognized the black object in Bard's hand.It was a black iron arrow.It is also said to be the only weapon that can penetrate dragon scales.

Bard didn't even pause, but said quickly when passing by him: "As you can see, my lord, I'm just saving our home."

The lord was so angry that he shouted loudly: "You will only anger him! Angry the dragon! You think I will make you use up all the most precious black iron arrows in our city without a single one like your grandfather Hit the dragon?"

Bud stopped and walked a few steps in front of the lord. The lord's guard stood in front of the lord. Bud looked at the armored lord mockingly: "At least my grandfather can stand up and protect everyone, how about you? What else would you do besides coercion and repression of riots?"

"You! Bud!" The mayor was trembling with anger, but he didn't dare to move easily.He is afraid of losing his wealth and right to rule, but he is more afraid of death.So he watched helplessly as Bard climbed up to the watchtower where the crossbow was fixed against the flames of Smaug and the falling gravel.

Silvan elves, also known as wood elves.They are notoriously strong and strong, and they are good at fighting in the forest.Thranduil left with his large army, leaving behind a group of elves to patrol the surroundings.Jiao Latin lay quietly on the ground, even stopped breathing, not because she was afraid of those elves who could turn them all into ashes for her with a single mouthful of dragon flame, but because she didn't want to startle the snake.Besides, wouldn't Smaug find out if she moved?

Anyway, Smaug was having a good time, and when he had had enough of playing and vented his displeasure at being offended by those dwarves, she would appear again to capture her beautiful golden elf and bring it to Iruber .Surely Smaug would be glad to see it then, for their tastes were equally noble and unified.

When Jiao Lading was fantasizing beautifully and drooling all over the ground, he suddenly heard Smaug's scream from the direction of Changhu Town.

She stood up suddenly, her huge body was like a small hill, and all the surrounding trees were broken by her rude movements.The elves who were still patrolling around realized that there was such a dangerous colossus waiting beside them, and they were all dumbfounded.

Jolatine was not aiming at elves, she was so preoccupied with Smaug now that she didn't care about that gray kitten or two or three elves.

Smaug's voice... no more...

The flames soaring into the sky were still burning with everything that could be burned, but Jiao Lating's heart cooled down little by little.She howled loudly, hoping to hear a distant response.A pity... She hears no other voice in this land but the echo of her voice, and the noise of the town...

"No! Smaug!!"

The small leader of the elf team was the first to recover from the sudden roar of the dragon. He drew out his arrow and shot an arrow at Jiao Lading.It's a pity that no matter how good the elf's arrow is, it's not a black iron arrow. That little attack power is not painful or itchy for Jiao Lading.

Originally, she planned to eat those who attacked and offended her.But now she didn't have those thoughts at all. She just wanted to go to Smaug's side quickly and see how he was doing.

So she flapped her wings, rolled up a huge vortex of air flow, and uprooted the elf warriors in armor, as well as the trees in the surrounding forest, and fanned them all to one side.

Don't let anything happen to you, Smaug!

"Dragon! We killed the dragon Smaug!! We killed him!!" The people of Long Lake Town cheered, they hugged each other, and wept with joy, but they didn't know that the danger had not disappeared.

Smaug's body lay on the ground by the lake, and the water half covered his great form.A black iron arrow was stuck in the place of his heart, piercing deeply into his flesh and blood, piercing his heart.

Just when people were cheering and weeping, thinking that the matter was over, the shrieking of horns and the howling of wolves came from the south.

"Half-orc?" At this time, Thranduil had just arrived at the edge of Longhu Town with his army, and he frowned when he heard this familiar command.

The half-orcs actually came.Did they come after those dwarves?What a hassle!those dwarves.If I didn't get enough money from them this time, I wouldn't be able to justify it.Thranduil thought while stroking the head of his mount.

There were only a few dwarves, and they couldn't compete with the army of orcs, so Thranduil felt depressed when he thought that he had come to retrieve the treasure, but he had to help those dwarves fight humans and orcs.

Thorin.Oaken Shield rejected him in the jungle palace without giving him any face. Thranduil had already hated him, not to mention that his grandfather's reneging made him lose his favorite white star gem.

But now... Even if he retreated, it was too late. The army had already arrived at this place that was about to become a battlefield. If he retreated at this time, he would only be laughed at by the world for being afraid of half-orcs.So Thranduil raised his hand and said coldly, "Get ready to fight."