Chapter 130: Life in the Wild

Thorin knew Mo Tie's identity, and he wasn't as depressed as the others.

"Cheer up, we can't afford to be delayed by a snitch. Will we have to rely on a snitch to steal the dragon's teeth when we stand in front of Smaug? ”

There was no further complaint, and after a night's rest, the group quietly left Bilbo's house, for the timid hobbit was still asleep in his bedroom.

Bahrain put the contract on the table as a last-ditch effort.

Fifteen horses and supplies were ready, everyone got on their horses and set off slowly.

Mo Tie noticed that the dwarves had opened a plate and bet that Bill Expo would not catch up. He also joined in the fun: "Mr. Balin, I will give out ten gold coins, and the snitch will be behind and will be able to follow soon." ”

"Mr. Ain, thank you for the gold."

It was Filip's voice, and it was clear that he couldn't.

Thorin walked at the front with a serious face, he wouldn't forbid his men to do such things.

As soon as he walked out of the Shire's realm, a shout came from behind: "Wait! ”

Everyone stopped their horses.

I saw Bilbo holding the contract, ran to Bahrain, and said, "I signed it." ”

Everything went according to plan, and Mo Tie also earned twenty gold coins.

Bilbo was placed on the pony behind Motie, and for the hobbit who was out for the first time and had no vigilance, he needed to be placed in the best possible place.

In the early morning, on the sparse forest path, there were hares grazing, and when they heard the sound of horses' hooves, they rushed into Bilbo's pony in a panic, and hurried away.

Bilbo smiled happily: "Haha, the rabbits out there are no smarter than the Charles." ”

Mo Tie "shh ”

Bilbo covered his mouth in fright.

After walking all day, they didn't encounter a wild wolf, but Bilbo didn't dare to doubt Mo Tie's words, he did see a flash of dark green eyes in the woods beside the road, probably because he saw too many dwarves, so he didn't pounce.

The outside world slowly unveils its own warmth.

On his first wild camping, Bilbo misses his hot coffee and blankets, as well as his knitted handkerchief.

The dwarves carried a piece of raw beef in their bags, forked it with branches, roasted it directly on the fire, and tore it with a random sprinkle of coarse salt.

Unaccustomed to it, Bilbo turned to Gandalf, only to see the wizard gnawing on a cowshank. Only the elf was not so rude, eating a loaf of bread with cheese and a black bottle in his hand.

"Bilbo, didn't you prepare dinner? Try my bread, bought in the small town of Brie, famous for its butter bread. ”

Mo Tie noticed Bilbo's predicament, who let the dwarves eat up Bilbo's food for the whole winter last night.

"Thank you, Mr. Ain."

Bilbo took Motie's bread and ate it in large gulps.

After Mo Tie finished eating the bread in his hand, he also took the leg of mutton handed over by Qili and ate it.

"Bilbo, forget your knife, fork and teaspoon. In the wild, you need to eat enough meat in the most efficient way. This will ensure that you have the strength to deal with the beasts that want to eat you. ”

Mo Tie pointed at the hobbit.

Gandalf and Thorin watched all this, but had different opinions.

"Gandalf, can Bilbo really make it to Lonely Mountain? I'm a little skeptical. ”

"Don't doubt it, Thorin, my snitch is the best, his grandfather was, and so did he."

The night, slowly passing with the howl of wolves in the distance, kept burning quietly, dispersing the beast's attempts.

After a few days of walking, Bilbo gradually got used to the simple barbecue, and was attacked by a pack of wolves.

That's when he realized how good the elves were at archery.

Mo Tie assembled his longbow and took out nine arrows from the quiver with his right hand. All on the strings, with several arrows between each finger, bewildered away from the string in Bilbo's inexplicable way.

This is the true transmission of the Nine Heavens Imperial Divine Arrow Method of the Demon Gate Rizong, and it can shoot nine arrows at the highest depth.

Obviously, Mo Tie has practiced.

The wolves sent a dozen pioneers to attack tentatively, and as soon as they showed their heads, they only heard a few whimperings, and the ten wolf corpses rolled around twice, motionless, and became dead dogs.

The remaining wolves were so frightened that they turned over and ran, and the wolves scattered.

The dwarves were also frightened, they had never seen such an arrow before, but luckily it was their teammates and not enemies.

Fili and Chili hurriedly dismounted, sorted out the dead wolf, packed it and took it away, and disposed of it at the next camping site, so that they could have a few more days of rations.

By the way, they also washed the elven arrows on the wolf's body and returned them to Mo Tie.

Bilbo was more excited than frightened, and the first time he had seen such a wonderful bow and arrow technique was more interesting than the golf ball invented by his grandfather Tuke.

"Mr. Ain, is every elf as powerful as you?"

Mo Tie carefully examined the arrows and found that there was no major problem, so he took back the quiver before answering Bilbo's question: "I don't know, until three months ago, I hadn't seen a few elves. ”

Then, Bilbo knew that Mo Tie was just a wandering traveler, and couldn't help but rejoice and think: Even if I am given such ability, I am not willing to spend my life wandering as a price.

One day at noon, Gandalf saw a wooden house in the distance, on the bank of the river.

At this time, there was not much coarse salt in the team, and they needed supplies. The hut on the bank of the river often means a temporary residence for a fisherman or a hunter, where there is always a few months of stock.

The dwarves quickened their pace, hoping to make a deal with the hunter.

When he was about to arrive at the hut, Mo Tie unloaded the longbow on his body, collected the bowstring, and disassembled it into two long knives.

Bilbo wondered, what was he doing?

Soon, he knew the answer.

Dewalin wanted to knock on the door to see if the hunter was not at home, and as soon as he approached the door, he was frightened and retreated.

"Bear!"

He shouted a warning, but the giant bear in the house also heard the sound.

"Roar!"

A loud bear roar rang out, and the dwarves dismounted, protected their horses behind them, and stopped at the side of the hut with their weapons.

Giant bears in the wild are more than three meters tall and are very strong, and they can easily smash the barrel of the hoop with a single palm.

This is not good news for a one-meter-tall dwarf.

Gandalf motioned to Mo Tie with his eyes, telling him to be ready, to strike in time at a critical time, and not to let the dwarves be attrition here.

Mo Tie nodded and took out the long knife in his hand.

In the daylight, a giant bear slowly crawled out of the hut, and behind it, there were several gnawed clean, bloody leg bones.