Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth

"There's enough time."

In the halls of Erebor, Legolas asserted.

Thorin had other opinions: "But Levi has already set off for a long time, and the battlefield over there also needs support, so how can he come in time?"

"Don't worry, Legolas, son of Thranduil, the dwarf warriors of Erebor will protect this land, and we will let those who dare to come here to make infringements know that there is no one to mess with here."

"Perhaps you have courage."

Orohir suddenly said: "But those armies composed of dark humans and Uruks are not weak."

"Judging from the information I have received, there are quite a few of them, at least tens of thousands in total."

"I won't mention where your news came from, but you have to know that there are not only dwarves from Erebor, but also garrison soldiers from River Valley City, Changhu Town, and Avenue Town."

"Even if the main force goes to the west side of the mountain range, these soldiers who stay behind are still a considerable force."

Thorin opened his arms, looked out the door, and said loudly:

"Do you think that without Li Wei, the people here are nothing?"

"Then you underestimate the people here too much, and you also underestimate Levi too much."

"After all, this is his territory."

"I agree." Legolas nodded and said, "And the Black Forest is right next to here, and the army there will not sit idly by."

Thorin glanced at him and said, "I have to reserve my opinion on this."

Who knows if the old drunkard and the nerdy elf king will be willing to move their butts.

Although Gushan and Black Forest have reconciled, they have been out of contact for too long, and they haven't had much contact after their reconciliation. They don't know what the other party is thinking.

Prejudice cannot be eliminated in a short while.

Orohir was a little confused.

"Can't you send someone to talk to the Woodland Kingdom?"

"I don't." Thorin replied obviously louder than before, so much so that it echoed in the hall.

Thinking of the image of Thranduil sending reinforcements here in a condescending gesture of charity, Thorin already started to have a toothache.

Even if it was to help Li Wei, he would definitely say something like "It seems that our dwarf partners are not enough to deal with this crisis, so Li Wei's more powerful allies will have to take action."

"I'll go."

Legolas took the initiative.

"I will inform them, as well as Levi. I have a way to let him know the news immediately. We are not the only allies he has."

"Then it's up to you." Thorin nodded.

Legolas left first.

Seeing that all the news that should be delivered was delivered, Orohir also stood up and prepared to leave.

But he was stopped by Thorin.

Obviously, he seemed to have some unfinished business.

"Who are you?"

"I think I have introduced you clearly enough before. My name is Orohir, a wine estate owner from Dovinion, and I am friends with Levi."

"Are you doubting my words?" Orohir said in a calm voice.

"No, of course I don't doubt it."

Thorin made a gesture to invite him to sit down. After he sat down, he continued:

"Of course you can be a winery owner named Orohir from Dovinion, an elf who has lived peacefully for two epochs just to grow grapes and make wine."

"But in addition to these, you can also be other things you haven't mentioned, such as..."

"For example?" Orohir looked a little curious, as if he didn't expect Thorin to say such a thing.

"For example...a certain lord of Dovinion, or a certain king?"

Thorin just looked at him.

The hall fell into silence for a while.

"I don't quite understand what you mean."

Orohir still maintained his usual calm tone and politeness.

Thorin raised his eyebrows slightly and said:

"Perhaps you can hide it from an inexperienced elf or a certain lord who only goes out on adventures all day long, but some things can only be reflected in people who have truly sat on the throne of kings. That temperament cannot be hidden. of."

Whether it was Legolas or Levi, neither of them were suspicious people. It didn't matter to them what identity the other party had. After all, telling them about their identity was the most useless thing.

So they won't take the initiative to screen for this kind of thing.

In their opinion, Orohir is indeed an elegant and luxurious manor owner, which is not surprising.

But Thorin was different.

He deals with all kinds of people all day long and does business in his own kingdom. He is particularly sensitive to things like identity and temperament.

Especially...people of the same status as myself.

He may be hiding deep, but it's certainly not as deep as the holes the dwarves dug.

"It doesn't matter." Thorin expressed relief.

"At least I can confirm that you're not an enemy, right?"

"Of course we are not."

A dwarf and an elf stood up and shook hands.

"I hope you have a good time. The market in Erebor is also booming. There may be something you can like."

"Thank you, I'll go take a look."

Outside Gushan.

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Legolas rode his horse and galloped all the way to the entrance to the Heavenly Road. Not long after, he came to the entrance and exit specially set up for the Woodland Kingdom, which was the "Eighth Town".

Just as he took a deep breath and was about to go down, the movement in the forest made him turn his head sideways.

It turns out that the army of the Woodland Kingdom has been dispatched, and they have already detected the news.

Seeing this, Legolas also breathed a sigh of relief.

So he continued westward until he reached the town of Carr, where the Beorn family lived.

Here is a landing place specially set up by Levi for the giant eagle - a huge tree, an extremely wide, strong and towering tree, with a comfortable nest on it.

Fortunately, there happened to be a big eagle resting here.

So Legolas called to the eagle and told him the news.

…

"I see."

Listening to Glorfindel's narration, Levi understood everything.

"Thanks for the message."

He waved to the eagle, who responded with a loud cry.

"What are you going to do, go back now?"

Glorfindel simulated the map in his mind and said, "I'm afraid it will be a bit far."

"That's true for the soldiers, but it's not that far for me."

"I agree with this. He is always invisible. Sometimes he is in the west, and sometimes he is running to the east. He can fly faster than an eagle."

A gentle old voice suddenly sounded not far away, it was Gandalf riding over.

"Glorfindel."

After dismounting, he briefly greeted the two people in front of him and Da Ying, and then continued:

"Everything is fine here, just go ahead and do whatever you want, Levi."

He looked at the red sun rising in the east and said:

"It's over."

——

"here we go."

Rumble…

Outside the high walls of River Valley City, countless black and gold armors are intertwined. The former is shorter, but extremely fierce, while the latter is taller and stronger. It seems to be relatively more disciplined, but also more troublesome.

Behind them were several siege towers pushed by Orog, as well as some catapults.

"They're coming."

On the city wall at this moment, Thorin was wearing armor, leading a group of dwarves and human defenders to stare down.

He is the supreme commander here at the moment.

"Oh, those elves didn't come as expected."

No longer expecting more reinforcements, Thorin raised his hand and gestured behind him:

"Prepare to reload the heavy crossbow and give them a taste of its power."