Marvel's I am the Primordial Beast

the next morning

Bud woke up from his sleep and rubbed his sore arms and body. River Valley Town was exhausted, but some pottery and weapons were well preserved in the dry weather, but those quilts could not be spared. .

He slept all night lying on a cold, tattered wooden board, moved his body a little, and ate some elf-specific dry food. Among other things, these elf dry food are really easy to use, and a little bite can fill you up Stomach, and the taste is not bad.

It seems to be a mixture of many kinds of vegetables and grains. Where exactly did the elves of Mirkwood grow these things?

The burst of curiosity in Bud's heart did not stop him from taking action today.

He is going to take the people in his town to fight Sorin up and down the lonely mountain.

Walking out of his own residence, Bard came to Thranduil's king's tent. Except for the sleeping orange cat Garfield, the mage Gandalf disappeared.

"Your Majesty Thranduil, are we going to take action?"

"Yes, Bud, now you take the residents in your group, some men and women, and follow me to the gate of the lonely mountain."

"it is good"

After Bard agreed, he walked out of River Valley Town first, while Thranduil looked up at Raven Ridge, with a smile on his face: "Damn half-orc, just wait, I will let you know about Thranduil's scimitar." What is the wrath of the elves.

Thranduil is riding a huge stag. It is the heir of the Son of the Forest of Mirkwood. The Son of the Forest of Mirkwood is also the King of the Stag. The whole body is pure white and possesses powerful magic power and the protection of the forest. It knows all the troubles in the forest. , For example, after the dwarf entered Mirkwood, he left the path and lost his way.

Thranduil was riding his own stag and Bard was riding a horse. Behind them were the militia formed by the residents of Long Lake Town and the elite elves in Thranduil's hands.

The red elf soldiers in golden armor who walked slowly and neatly formed a sharp contrast with the militiamen of Changhu Town who walked with messy clothes.

On the wall of the dwarf kingdom on the top of the lonely mountain, because Smaug knocked out a piece of missing piece, Sorin and his men successfully blocked it by using pulley hoisting in these two days.

Standing on the wall, Thorin and the thirteen dwarves and Bilbo, who was quietly hiding behind, looked nervously at Thranduil, Bard and the army of elves at his door. Bing was selectively ignored by him.

"Thranduil, you are here, Bud hello"

"Sorin, I haven't seen you for a long time. I really didn't expect you to succeed. I thought you had some misfortune when the shock came from the lonely mountain."

It was Bard who spoke first, and what he said was the truth. Regarding Bard's power, the beaten and beloved Smaug with Garfield's words in front of him, checked through Thorin and the others themselves, and again It was confirmed that when they fought with Smaug, they did not misread Smaug's left wing, and there was indeed a scar under the heart.

In this way, the mayor of Bard's ancestor, River Valley Town, did not disappoint their lineage of the Lone Mountain Dwarf Turin. He successfully completed his task. In fact, it was themselves who failed to complete the task. If there were more black arrows In the case of the Dragon Hunting Bow, maybe things are not the current situation at all.

Thranduil just said to Sorin in a symbolic way: "Sorin, what are we going to do next?"

Could it be that Thranduil really wants to lead troops in?

Sorin frowned, but took a closer look at the elven army brought by Thranduil. The number made Sorin feel a little bad.

"What to do, what to do, Your Majesty Thranduil"

When Thorin was thinking, Gandalf appeared from behind them. It turned out that last night he was afraid that something would happen, and he quietly came to the kingdom of the Lonely Mountain Dwarves. As for why, besides supervising Thranduil All that was left was to watch Thorin and Bilbo, in case they had a quarrel over the Arkenstone.

"Gandalf, so you came here, are you really so worried about me? I think what Thranduil said and promised is true."

Gandalf was blushed by Thranduil's old words, but he is an old fox who knows how to save his face, so Gandalf flattered Thranduil with a smile: "How is it possible, Your Majesty Thranduil Everyone knows that words must be followed, I came here mainly because I was worried that some spells and secret doors left by Smaug would be bad, so I came here to check it out.”

This excuse is not bad, Thranduil said with a smile: "Gandalf is indeed a cautious wizard, Thorin and the others are very lucky." He didn't reveal that he was giving Gandalf face or just taking over.

Sorin also breathed a sigh of relief. After carefully looking at Thranduil, he thought of the powerful orange cat, and then asked Thranduil, "Where is Master Garfield? Why didn't he come over?"

Speaking of Garfield the orange cat, Thranduil pointed to the helpless tone of River Valley Town and said, "Master Garfield is still sleeping."

really

What Garfield likes most is to sleep in. When the expeditionary army was marching, Garfield mostly slept until noon before getting up.

"Sure enough, it is in line with Master Garfield's schedule, but I think we should do something, otherwise that cunning half-orc may not be fooled."

Thranduil thought for a while and nodded: "It's okay, but Thorin, I think what if your cousin's violent temper misreads something!"

Speaking of Dann, Sorin also had a headache. His cousin treated him very well because of Fazi's heart. If he saw the elves attacking the dwarf kingdom under the Lonely Mountain, he would definitely forget his advice.

what should we do?

When Sorin was worrying, a raven flew over from the sky and landed right in front of Sorin. Looking at the raven, Thranduil knew in his heart that he had eaten a lot of it after all.

"Just say he's here, then leave the rest to fate."

When Thranduil's voice fell, rows of neat long hairs slowly revealed his figure on the hill to the east of the Lonely Mountain.

Dong dong dong

The sound of neat footsteps and the sound of metal collisions caused by armor collisions sounded.

Dann rode his own horse standing pig, holding a warhammer weighing more than a hundred catties, and proudly walked out with the iron feet behind him.

Slowly coming to a protruding rock on the hillside, Dan proudly and happily waved his warhammer at Sorin and greeted him: "Yo, Sorin, here I come"

and also

dwarfs cheering

Thranduil, with a trace of solemnity on his face, commanded the army of elves to meet him.

The three armies began to confront each other, and the atmosphere was a little weird

To be continued