The muzzle of the gun spewed flickering flames, a deafening "bang" sounded, and a huge bullet casing flew and fell to the ground.

A hundred meters away, the wooden humanoid target wrapped in a steel skin suddenly exploded, tumbling and flying diagonally, the bullet ruthlessly tearing through the dry wood fibers and breaking a huge hole.

After this shot, the target was completely unrecognizable, and it shattered into a field of sawdust, and the woodland next to it was littered with fragments of armor.

Anduin shook his arm that was a little numb, threw Barrett to the ground, and said dissatisfiedly: "Spicy chicken, my hand is a little numb." ”

At this time, there were already elven scouts running over, picking up the fragments of armor scattered everywhere, and running back with a shocked face.

Everyone walked up one after another, only to see that the plate armor that was heavy enough to carry the orc axe and slash had been torn apart, and the holes that had been cut through by the bullets were turned over, and they could even feel the residual heat under the touch.

The participants gasped in unison, it was the first time they had seen this kind of iron rod like a burning stick, causing such a shocking effect

"This weapon, it's terrible...."

Boromir muttered to himself in a sluggish voice: "I'm afraid that even my father's personal guards, those soldiers in hedgehog armor, can only be like this target..."

Anduin interrupted with a smile: "Heh, the density of the human body is not as high as wood, and Barrett can tear off a person's arm just by hitting his hand, and the impact can also tear off a person's arm." Believe me, that's not a good way to die. ”

Nonsense, it's a 12.7mm caliber bullet, it's completely injured when it is scratched, and it dies when it hits, and there can be no accidents.

It is said that during the war in Afghanistan, a terrorist was hit by a bullet from this gun, or his upper body was directly swept away by the huge impact and hung on a tree....

Groin and Bilbo looked at each other and said with a wry smile, "Don't talk about humans, I doubt that even Smaug's tough scale armor can't withstand it." ”

Silence fell again, and everyone remembered the legendary dragon that entrenched at the foot of the lonely mountain, the flame that obscured the sky and burned everything.

Not necessarily. Anduin pouted disapprerovingly, even Barrett couldn't penetrate the carapace of the legendary dragon species.

You know, even in the multiverse of fantasy creatures, the Western Dragon can rise to a high position with its strong body, innate magical power, and growing strength with age.

Back then, with just a rusty bow and crossbow, he could penetrate the scale armor of the primeval dragon, and the blow was fatal, which can only be said to be the protagonist's halo effect.

Incidentally, Mr. Tolkien's novel does not mention Smaug's length, and in Kane Winnie Fontstad's Atlas of Middle-earth, Smaug is recorded to be 18 meters long

; And in the film "The Hobbit" directed by Peter Jackson, Smaug is set to be 141 meters long in order to embody the grand epic sense (laughs).

But it makes sense, after all, who wants to watch a dragon the size of a truck bully a medieval old hat?

A career smile appeared on the goblin merchant's face, "As the leader of the Howling Angels Merchant Order, I can provide the representatives of Middle-earth with an arms deal that is sufficient to withstand the Demon Lord Sauron. ”

So, at what cost?

Just as Grom had asked Gul'dan a question, so did the attendees of the Ringu meeting.

There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and the goblin merchant is probably not a patriotic overseas Chinese who is willing to give up his wealth to fight against Japan.

King Elon coughed lightly and asked, "Mr. Anduin, may I ask what your guns are worth?"

Both dwarves and humans pricked up their ears, and this was probably their main concern.

Although the setting of Middle-earth is set in an environment similar to that of the European Middle Ages, the productive forces are completely unscientifically developed, and the capital city of Gondor, Minas Tirith, is comparable to the thirty-zhang high city wall in "The Legend of the Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty..... It's obviously a low-magic low-martial world.

Not to mention the dwarves of the Rohan Kingdom, which can raise thousands of heavy cavalry, and the dwarves who build palaces with gold and silver, even the elves who have always been simple and natural and scattered on the Middle-earth continent are too rich.

Groin silently took out a few diamonds in good condition from his pocket, slapped them on the table, turned his head to Anduin's urn and said in a loud voice, "If you want gold and silver, the dwarves of the Gray Mountain can help." ”

Boromir also stood up, hammered his chest and said, "I can also fund on behalf of Gondor, and in the face of Sauron's shadow, it is important to have enough weapons to resist. ”

I'm afraid it's not that simple, Gandalf sighed in his heart when he saw the contemptuous smile on the corner of Anduin's mouth.

Sure enough, the goblin merchant snapped his fingers, and a quaint wooden box carved with dragons and phoenixes appeared in his hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this thing is called the Treasure Chest, and I got it from the hand of the one who means Du Shi Niang, uh, the great female magician. ”

While the crowd was still wondering about the awkward name of "du-shi-niang", Anduin had already opened the wooden box, turned it upside down, and gathered it in the air.

Pearls, diamonds, amber, and gold coins poured out like a river, accumulating at Anduin's feet.

The dazzling jewels were piled up at the feet of the dwarf Golden Thunderbolt, and he curiously squatted down to find a crystal clear green gem, and couldn't help muttering, "I'm a mother...."

Groyin and Baggins glanced at each other, and the scene reminded them of the mountains and seas of gold and silver in the dwarven capital that the dragon Smaug had invaded decades ago.

"As you can see, I'm not short of money. Anduin closed the lid of the box indifferently and said, "More precisely, there is no shortage of money in the sense of this flood of universal value." ”

Sorry, the last thing in the universe is the asteroid that is full of metal and wandering around, and Anduin can drive a spaceship around outer space and come back to collect precious metals of the size of a mountain.

Glancing at everyone indifferently, the goblin merchant pursed his lips and said, "What I want is a unique item that carries the wisdom accumulated by living beings in production and labor. ”

Boromir couldn't help but complain: "This range is too wide, isn't it? So, the farmer's shovel and hoe, or the artist's painting and sculpture, are all among them?"

"Yes, whatever it is, as long as I feel that it is valuable, then it can be counted as a tradable commodity. In fact, gold and silver are no exception, but the price is relatively low in my place. ”

Anduin put on a teachable appearance and smiled with satisfaction: "Yes, you have already understood. ”

What a fart, everyone slandered in their hearts.

"Ahem," said King Elrond, nodding to the stone table in front of him with his finger, "without further ado, then let Groffinddale take Mr. Anduin and you to discuss the specific transaction,"

Gandalf also stood up in due time, adding, "As for the matter of the One Ring, we'll talk about it in a few days. For now, let's leave him with Flodo."