The sun had just set, and the sky was still blue-gray.

The dwarves' faces were flushed with a campfire, and Mr. Baggins was preparing food, the hobbit was a natural gourmet, but unfortunately not many people were present to taste his craft.

Moreover, eating under the gaze of a group of hungry and blue-eyed dwarves can make even the best food tasteless, even terrifying.

"I haven't eaten in days." Sha Lin was paralyzed on the ground: "I'm so hungry!" I suspect I'm going to starve to death. ”

"It would be nice if we could starve to death, but we can't die at all." Shalda, who had the same hair color as her, was also listless.

After the first novelty, the dwarves finally began to feel the pain of the curse.

"I can't imagine that from the first time we met, Townsend was already under a curse." Shalin sighed, "He didn't show it at all, isn't he hungry?" ”

"Just get used to it." Townsen's voice came from the side: "Think of something else to divert your attention." ”

"Give me your big baby for a while?" Shalin rolled over: "Only Mithril can relieve my pain!" ”

"Unless there is an enemy." Townsend Road.

"You can't see a bird in this misty mountain! Didn't you say that there were oaks everywhere here! Sarin wailed, "Those Orcs aren't going to be hiding from us, are they? ”

"The last battle has scared the Ocs out of their minds." Thorin muttered, "It's not strange that they're hiding from us. ”

As soon as his words fell, the hobbit next to him shuddered and looked at the gloomy mountains: "Do you smell anything?" ”

"What does it smell like?" The dwarves, who had lost their sense of smell because of the curse, asked.

"The stench—" the hobbit fanned in front of his nose, "and cold." ”

The crowd fell silent.

Then, in addition to the crackling sound of burning firewood, everyone could hear the sound of shadowy footsteps all around.

"Enemy attack!" Thorin jerked to his feet and quickly picked up his weapon.

The tip of Gandalf's staff shone brightly, and at that moment, everyone finally saw clearly that in the shadows in the distance, there was a dense Orc, and at the very end of those Orcs was a pale giant Orc that looked several times taller than the others.

They had been sneaking in the shadows for a long time, and if it weren't for the hobbit's nose, they would have had to be touched to get up close.

"It's Pale Oak! Azog! ”

Bahrain shouted.

As long as the dwarves of Turin will never forget the terrifying giant Orc, it is a foreign race among the Orcs, born taller than humans, it brutally killed Thorin's grandfather Thurol, cut off his head, engraved the name of Azog in Dwarven script, and thus provoked the Battle of Meria.

In that battle, the Pale Oak Azorg was almost invincible, leaving the dwarves in retreat, and finally Thorin bravely stood up to the Oak, and when the shield was knocked away, he picked up a piece of oak to use as a shield, and successfully cut off Azog's arm, and won the war.

Hence the name of the oak shield.

"We all thought it had bled to death!" Balin glanced at Thorin, who had a gloomy face and clutched the blade in his hand: "It seems that it survived." ”

"Didn't you say that the Orcs were scared out of their minds?" Mr. Baggins shouted in horror, "I don't see the slightest fear on their faces." ”

No one had the heart to reply to the hobbit's words, and the dwarves quickly formed a battle formation with Thorin as a sharp sword.

But the Orcs didn't seem to have any intention of charging forward immediately, they were just approaching slowly, and Townsend could hear them communicating in the obscure Mordor language.

"That's them, weird dwarves!"

"Surround them, don't let them run!"

The dwarves couldn't understand Mordor, but could see the situation clearly.

"They definitely have something to rely on." Thorin whispered to Tang Sen, "Azog hasn't appeared for many years, and since it dares to appear in front of me, it must be ready." ”

"However, although there are many Orcs here, there are not a few wolves, and if any of them go through the battle in front of the Trolls Woodland, they will know that they can't stop us."

"Oak's purpose is not to defeat us." Gandalf held the glowing staff, but instead of focusing on the Orcists, he looked into the darkness beyond.

"They're just trying to hold us back."

"I can feel the aura of evil, far more evil than the aura of Orc."

The sky had darkened completely, and the moon had risen in the west, hidden behind the clouds, revealing only a faint halo.

"No matter what comes, smash them and it's over!" There was no panic on Shalin's face at all, and she was even excited, and she stretched out her hand towards Tang Sen: "Quick! Pull it out! ”

Townsend takes out the Mithril Hammer.

And the light of the staff in Gandalf's hand suddenly dimmed, as if there was a solid darkness pressing over,

"I'm afraid the next thing that will appear is not an existence that can be smashed."

"Nazgul—"

The sorcerer abruptly chanted a hoarse word: "Emperors who have fallen into the netherworld." ”

"You're talking about the Ringing Spirit?!" Thorin was horrified: "How is that possible? After the defeat of the Kingdom of Angmar, all the Ringlings, including the Witch King of Angmar, have retreated to Mordor, how can they appear here? ”

The Ringwraiths, or Nazgul, are terrifying beings who were once kings or heroes of humanity and were given nine human rings, but under the control of the One Ring held by Sauron, they were corrupted and became Sauron's loyal minions.

They lost their bodies, and since then they have walked in the netherworld, and ordinary people cannot see their bodies, let alone hurt them.

They carried a natural fear, enough to make ordinary people tremble, and let the war horses flee in the wilderness, and Townsend could see that the poor hobbit's face had begun to turn pale, and he had already felt the realm of the ring.

"Since they're here, it's because there's something they're interested in." Gandalf stared at Townese: "A strange immortal curse!" ”

"To be precise, it's not the Ringwraiths who are interested, but their masters." Townsend Road.

"Is this also in your plan? Traveller? Gandalf asked.

"Maybe a little sooner than I thought." Townsend did not deny Gandalf's speculation, but said:

"Wizard, are you afraid?"