Chapter 119, Trolls

The next day, Ye Han stayed on the hillside not far from the hill to watch Bilbo. This is the task he has asked for. The movie doesn't show how far Bilbo is from the team, but the Hao Yuan Realm restricts the distance between him and Bilbo to no more than ten kilometers. Time passed minute by minute, and sure enough, counting the time, Thorin's team had been on the road for 2 hours, and it must have been more than ten kilometers away, and Bilbo had just woken up......

It wasn't until dawn that Bilbo woke up. Rolling over and jumping out of bed, he ran to the dining room in his nightgown, which was empty except for the traces of a hurried hearty breakfast.

It was messy everywhere, the kitchen was littered with all sorts of greasy cutlery, and almost all of his pots and pans were used. But somewhere in his heart, there seemed to be a sense of loss, and this feeling surprised him.

"Don't be stupid, Bilbo Baggins!" He said to himself, "I'm already this age, and I still fantasize about evil dragons and distant adventures!" ”

He put on his apron, lit the fire and boiled water, ready to clean everything properly. Just as he was about to clean his room, he found a note:

Thorin and the others say hello to Bilbo the Snitch! We would like to express our deepest gratitude for your hospitality and we are honored to receive your professional assistance. The conditions are as follows: cash, up to 1/4 of the net profit (if any), including all expenses incurred during the trip. If events do not turn out as expected, funeral expenses will be provided by us or our representatives.

Since we don't think you should disturb your important sleep, we have prepared everything for you in advance and will be waiting for you at the Green Dragon Hotel on the waterfront road. Please arrive on time for 11 o'clock, we are sure you will be on time.

Your most loyal friend,

Salute Thorin and his friends

After reading the note, an impulse swelled up in Bilbo's heart.

All his life, he was not sure how he had accomplished this astonishing feat: he had no money, no hat, just a few things in a hurry, a backpack and a cane, breakfast had not yet been eaten, let alone the dishes had been washed, and a pair of hairy feet ran as hard as he could, running down the streets through the mill and over the creek ......!

Bilbo, who caught up with the team, took the letter and handed it to Thorin, Gandalf didn't care about Bilbo's will and directly arranged a pony for him, and Ye Han, who quietly integrated into the team, all the dwarves, including Gandalf, smiled and didn't say anything. Everything is in the dark only with Bill Beaumont. A skillful snitch, a crucial figure, Mr. Mercenary is willing to take up the burden, why not.

And just like that, on a cool morning before May, they set off. Bilbo rode on the pony with the heavy luggage, and everyone set off contentedly, happily telling stories and singing songs throughout the day, only stopping for an occasional meal to interrupt their excited conversation.

Although the number of times he stopped to eat was not as frequent as Bilbo was used to, it was barely enough for him to fill his stomach, making him feel that the adventure was not so bad, and from time to time Ye Han would give him some food he had never seen before, which made him happy and surprised. He couldn't figure out why Ye Han took out so much food from his horse? His backpack doesn't look very big?

At first, they traveled through the Hobbit Land, a verdant and beautiful land inhabited by honest people, with well-paved roads, several inns along the way, and occasional dwarves or farmers on their way.

Then, the group came to an eerie and mysterious area in people's minds, and the dwarves sang the songs they had done before. They had gone deep into the wilderness, where there were no inhabitants or inns, and the roads were getting worse and worse, and not far away they could see gloomy hills jutting out into the sky, overgrown with trees, and some of them the ruins of strange castles, as if they had been built by evil people.

In the middle of the night, a group of people camping out were resting except for the dwarves who were keeping vigil. Gandalf smoked his slender pipe, puffing on the smoke rings. Ye Han sat by the fire and meditated cross-legged. Bilbo was so startled by the dwarf's manic snoring that he couldn't sleep, and looked at Ye Han in surprise, wondering if he didn't seem to sleep every night, just sitting strangely, but the next day he was in good spirits. He took out a small apple and communicated with his mount, the little red horse.

The strange voice attracted Bilbo, who looked into the distance and asked the dwarves who were on vigil, "What is that?" ”

"Orcs."

"Orcs?" Bilbo tiptoed towards the vigil brothers, Fili and Chili, and at the same time the word 'orc' woke Thorin from napping.

"Murderers, there are a lot of them out there." Filip smoked his pipe and muttered: "The low places are everywhere, and they attack in the early hours of the morning when people are asleep." ”

"Fast and quiet, no screams, just blood." Chili added that the two brothers smiled wickedly when they saw Bilbo's frightened look and Filip's eyes, they liked to tease the timid hobbit like this.

"You guys think it's funny." Thorin stood up and grimaced: "Do you think being attacked by orcs at night is a joke?" ”

"We don't mean anything." Chili explained awkwardly.

Thorin looked at the two young dwarves and said earnestly, "No, you don't understand. Walking slowly towards the night: "You don't know the world. ”

"Don't care, man." Balin walked over and comforted the two young dwarves while explaining the hatred in Thorin's heart: "Thorin has more reason to hate orcs than anyone else, after the dragon took the lonely mountain, King Thor tried to reclaim the ancient dwarven kingdom of Moria, but our enemies arrived first, and Moria was occupied by the orc legions. The leader is the most evil of their tribe, 'Asog the Blasphemer', and the giant orcs of Gondaba have sworn to empty the Durin line, starting with the king's beheading. Thorne, Thorin's father witnessed the tragedy but was unable to do anything about it, and went berserk with grief, and it is unknown whether he was ever lost, captured, or killed. We are leaderless, and defeat and death befall ....... Until... Thorin Oak Shield Young Dwarven Prince... We gathered our strength to repel the orcs...... But there was no feast or singing that night, because of the heavy casualties and grief, only a few people survived. When I saw him at that time, I thought, there is another person I can follow, and another person that I can call a king. Balin spoke on and off about the feud between dwarves and orcs.

"What about the pale orcs? What happened to him? Bilbo asked.

He slipped back into the hole. That scum died of his wounds a long time ago. Sorin ends the Bahraini narrative with this sentence.

I didn't say anything all night, and the next morning I started a long walk again.

"It's unpleasant to think that it's almost June," Bilbo muttered to himself, as he and the others walked down a muddy road. It had been raining all day, my hair was wet and sticking to my scalp, and my cloak was full of rain. The little red horse was very tired and staggered, while the others were sullen and too lazy to speak.

Ye Han rode the black horse and followed at the end of the line. Unable to use telekinesis, he could only follow a group of people in the rain. Damn it! Gandalf was also drenched, and in order not to reveal his strength and make the dwarves rely on him, he had to walk in the rain wearing a cloak with a gray hat. "What does it mean to affect the process, wouldn't it be good to just throw him to Smaug and start PK", the bad weather not only affected the mood but also consumed Ye Han's patience.

The dwarves continued to walk forward without looking back. After the gray clouds, the sun had already set as the sky began to get dark. The wind gradually strengthened, and the willows by the river bent over and swayed, making a gentle sound of rice breathing. The unknown river, which had turned into a reddish-brown rapids due to the abundant water of the past few days, rushed all the way from the mountains in front of them.

Soon, it was completely dark, and the strong wind blew away the gray clouds, revealing a crescent moon hidden among the clouds. Then the group stopped, and Thorin muttered about dinner, "How are we going to find a dry place to sleep?" ”

A house that has been dilapidated for so long that even a wall has collapsed.

After stationing, Thorin and Gandalf left in a rage for some reason. Several people couldn't dissuade them, so they could only watch Gandalf leave the team, and Ye Han took advantage of Gandalf's departure and said, "I'll go and observe the surrounding environment." Change departed in the opposite direction to Gandalf. There are three trolls living next to this house, and if he wants to be here, how will the trolls catch the dwarves and Bilbo. If they are not caught by the trolls, how can the dwarves find the weapons forged by the ancient elves?

The campfire is lit and everyone has something to do, fetching water, heating food...... The two brothers, Chili and Fili, were placed to take care of the horses, but now there are two missing. A strange trail of footprints was left on the ground.

The disappearance of the horses caused the two Celliffli brothers to chase after them, and Bilbo, who had come to feed the little red horses, was also taken with them. Following the footprints, through the jungle and over the bushes, the three of them lay on a dry trunk lying across the ground, a tall, ugly-looking humanoid creature holding two horses to the trees and walking towards a light.

"What is it?" Bilbo asked, looking at the strange creature.

"Trolls."

Billbo, who looked at the pony for no reason, couldn't bear it: "They're going to be eaten, we should take action." ”

"yes, it's your turn." "Trolls are slow and stupid, and you're so small that they can't see you. ”

Bilbo quickly shook his head in refusal.

"Absolutely safe, we're right behind you." Chili said with relief.

Filip nudged Bilbo: "Hurry up!" If everything is okay, come back soon; If there is a problem, please try to find a way to come back as well. If you can't come back, please learn how to call the barn owl twice, and the long owl call, and we'll find a way to save you. Before he could explain that he couldn't tell the difference between a barn and a long owl, Bilbo was pushed out.

Hobbits are born with the ability to move silently through the forest, so they are not compromised for the time being, and they are quite proud of it. Bilbo muttered "These anxious dwarves" as he hit the road as Bilbo walked towards the firelight.

Three very tall humanoids, sitting around a large fire, holding wooden sticks and stirring a huge pot. There were also lots of good wine piled up around them, and these guys were all bold enough to drink directly from the jug; Hell, these guys are trolls, and you know it just by looking at it. Even the indisputable Bilbo could tell: from the shape of their big heads, their bodies, their legs, not to mention the fact that their language was not at all elegant, really, they were not even civilized at all!

"Yesterday's leg of lamb, today's leg of lamb, mom, I hope tomorrow doesn't look like a leg of lamb!" Said one of the trolls.

"These are not sheep, they are wasted horses." The troll holding the two ponies replied.

"I don't like horses, I never like horses, I don't have fat on them." The trolls sitting by the campfire complained.

"It's also better than the farmer's coarse. All he had was bone and skin, and I could still get some of it out between my teeth. The troll stirring the cauldron said.