How to break into a ring

The wind on the wasteland blows wildly, dry and full of sand.

Smaug flew towards the rising sun for a long time, and finally landed slowly behind a piece of sandstone on the wasteland.

There are withered and yellow weeds everywhere, only some small white flowers grow sporadically in the crevices of the rocks on the back side, and the rocks are scorching hot.Smaug is a fire dragon. It hates lake water and wet places. This place is obviously very suitable for it. Its huge body rolled around and began to snore when it lay on the hot rocks.

Fay, who took this "Dragon Sky Car" inexplicably, couldn't laugh or cry.

This means that the vehicle ran out of gas and stopped halfway unexpectedly?

Fay climbed onto Smaug's head, stepping on Smaug's forelimbs slumped on the sandstone.

The sun was dazzling, and the surrounding area was deserted, with no people or towns.Fay suddenly felt relieved, and he finally got rid of the Ringwraith's stalking.

It was sad to wear a ring, and the threat of the Ring's destruction loomed over him like a shadow.The most terrible thing is that the Lord of the Rings is the most important thing of Sauron, Sauron, and Sauron will never allow any accidents to the Lord of the Rings.

Mirkwood couldn't go back, and Fay couldn't snatch the golden ring back from the protection of a group of wood elves.

"But this is not the way..." Fay said to himself.

He pulled out some odds and ends from his leather pocket, and first wrapped the brown cloak around his body, because it was a lost item of the dwarves, so the cloak became a ridiculous short coat without buttons.Then Fay pulled his hair into a mess, grabbed a handful of gravel from the ground, and patted his face casually, because in this world, only the nobles of the kingdom and the elves are neatly dressed...

The men all have beards, and they all follow the rough or decadent handsome route.

Fay tried to cut off the excessively long hair, but he really didn't have that skill, and there was only a dwarf potato peeling knife in his leather pocket, which was dull as hell.Fay began to regret that he only picked up some inedible and unusable gold coins and jewels on the lonely mountain, even if there was an extra dagger.

It seems that you have to walk to the nearest town to buy what you need.

Fay climbed off the back of the sleeping Smaug and walked eastward.

He didn't know the way. He only knew that Mirkwood was to the west, and of course the farther it was, the better.

—— First, find a way to mix up a new identity, at least you have to make up for the common sense of this world.Then find a way to get close to the Guardian of the Ring team that is tasked with destroying the Lord of the Rings, and find an opportunity to make the "Lord of the Rings" disappear. As long as his sad body is in hand, Fay will immediately hide away with the Lord of the Rings, regardless of the Middle-earth war. What is it like?

If he can't dig a hole to bury the Lord of the Rings, he is the Lord of the Rings himself, and it is absolutely impossible to escape, and then join the team of wizards and elves along the way, and killing Sauron together is also a good choice that can solve all problems.

Either way, don't let yourself get stuck in a situation you can't change!

This is the principle of life Fay firmly believes in. The other sentence is that there is an opportunity for change.He can always quickly recover from failures and bad luck, and quickly make decisions that are best for him.The depression during this period was caused by being deeply hit by this world. Killing the leader of the Ring Spirits on the Lonely Mountain changed Fay's mind a lot.

It is impossible to always shrink back or avoid it. No one is born to adapt to the whole world. Now he just changed to another world. This is a long journey. Who will win or lose until the end?

Fay began to trek across the wilderness. The injury to his left foot hadn't fully recovered, but it wasn't too painful. It just affected his walking speed, and he wasn't in a hurry anyway.He looked around carefully, but he didn't see any familiar weeds, and there were no small creatures. They probably wouldn't come out under the scorching sun. Occasionally, he could only see scorpions on the rocks and sandy ground, often crawling around in the dry grass. Produce a venomous snake that is similar in color to the soil.

The sun on the wasteland is enough to make people dizzy.

This feeling is really tangled, because I stayed in the dark and dark forest for a long time before.

I don't know if it's the powerful physique that comes with this body, or the brighter and more dazzling light stimulation (jewellery) I experienced in Smaug's lair, Fay just used the cloak as a cloak to cover his neck together, and pulled out a section from it to act as a cloak. The brim of the hat blocks the sun and makes it easier to see the road, so it doesn't matter if you walk forward.

On the evening of the fifth day, Fay finally saw the shadow of the town on the horizon.Figures of horses began to appear around them, as well as a few travelers who were also wrapped in cloaks and hoods. Without exception, they were all covered in yellow sand.

Some people wore leather armor and smelled of blood on their bodies.They hung unskinned game from their saddles, and even talked and laughed to each other loudly, throwing leather bags or purses with dried blood on them.Behind them were tied up crying women, their hair was messed up by the wind, their faces were covered with sand, and their clothes were torn and rough. Fay really couldn't see how beautiful these women were.

The town is like an old weathered ruin. The walls and pillars made of rocks are dilapidated. People use these ruins as a supporting frame, and use dry grass and leather tents to build simple houses, resulting in colorful and colorful houses in the whole town. One, it is crooked and ugly, it is simply a slum.

The street was very lively, it was already night, and torches were lit everywhere, and many people casually tore a piece of dirty cloth and spread it on the sand, making it a stall.There are earthen pots and vases, as well as marinated meat slices, unhulled wheat grains, coarse salt, and most of them are leather armor and weapons.

These people all wrapped their hair in turbans and covered their faces. Only a pair of eyes were exposed, and their skin was yellowish and black.Obviously, in the towns on this wasteland, the people who gather are not good people.

Thinking of his pockets full of gold coins and jewels, Fay became worried.Of course Smaug's treasure was worth a lot, and only a fool would buy it.It seemed that he could only pass through this town and continue his journey.

But things are not that simple.

Since Fay entered the town, many people stared at him with strange eyes. Fay pulled the corner of the cloak belatedly, and pressed the bridge of his nose to cover the lower half of his face, but his skin color and eye color were still the same. The people around him were too different, and the people who saw him before whispered to each other, and gradually there were four or five more people following him.

The town is built in ruins, and the roads are inevitably winding. Who knows if there is anyone lying in ambush at the corner ahead, Fay suddenly stops, does not dodge, turns around, and coldly glances at those who are following and muttering around.

There was a sudden silence in the market.

Two tall and rough shirtless men came out of the crowd, just blocking the way in front of and behind Fay. To be honest, their appearance was a bit ridiculous. They wore boots and wore short leather pants on their waists. Yan Shishi can only see the eyes.I don't know what it's like to be in this place, if it's the same, it's okay to be naked, as long as the face is not exposed.

Even the necks are covered, let alone the expressions on these people's faces.

"Elves are not welcome here!" said someone hoarsely. "What do you want from a town that you despise as horse-thieves, dirty liars, thieves, and robbers?"

Fay finally understood the reason why they only surrounded and didn't directly attack.

The elves in this world are definitely not to be trifled with!

But is it too late to say passing by now?

Fay blinked his eyelids, and said casually, "Black smoke is coming out of the western wasteland, don't you see it?"

There was indeed black smoke rising from the moor, but it was Smaug snoring.

"But your direction is reversed!" A man carrying a prey said in a rough voice. He didn't take the news seriously at all. The withered grass on the wasteland often burns, and often it won't go out for several days.

"That's wolf smoke, let's check the traces of the orcs in different directions!"

Fay wanted to distract these guys with news of the orcs.

Unexpectedly, all these people laughed out loud, and they pulled out their sharp knives: "The corpse of an elf is indeed a good gift for half-orcs, thank you for the news, we will leave immediately after you die! Although we don't want to join An army of orcs, but don't want to join the elves either!"

"..."

What?There are still humans in Sauron's dark camp?

Fay was very confused, this was something he hadn't expected at all, as expected, he would make a joke without common sense... No, it's trouble!

He quickly glanced at a weapon on the nearby stall, loosened the cloak that covered his face, and grabbed a dagger on the nearby stall as fast as he could with one hand on the ground.

This action was obviously beyond everyone's expectations, because the weapons of the elves were very good, and the elves sold in the town probably didn't even bother to look at them.

"He doesn't have a weapon, nor does he bring a short bow!" Someone quickly responded.

This shout immediately gave confidence to many people. Before Fay had time to worry about his current situation, he heard a rumbling sound like thunder.

This is a wasteland, and it is very difficult to think of rain, let alone thunder.Fay walked for five days without seeing a single river.

The northeast corner of the bazaar is where horses are sold. There were only a few long hisses, and then all the horses kicked their hoofs as if they were fried.

The expressions of all the people surrounding Fay changed, and a few short and clever ones immediately climbed up to the roof and looked eastward.

"Ox-" (orc)

The terrified screams threw the whole town into chaos. They couldn't care about Fay anymore. Some people rolled up the things on the ground and ran away, and some people didn't even want their things and rushed over to start snatching the horses.

All the women and children were kicked aside, and some even slashed at each other with their knives in order to flee for their lives.

Fay decisively took advantage of the chaos and ran into a broken house.

He already understood that the thunderous rumbling sound was the sound of many orcs stepping on the ground - Fay didn't know how to ride a horse at all, and it was useless to try to grab it.As for running?Can you outrun these orcs?There is no shelter in the wasteland, and there are no towns that are easy to hide in.

"Hey!" The wind broke.

Then came a series of screams.

The windows of the houses here are all opened at high places, not to mention glass, there is no shelter, just holes for ventilation.Now a sharp black arrow fell through the window, it seemed that the orcs had already launched an attack here.

Fay backed away slowly, trying to find a safe corner, when suddenly a hand behind him pulled him under the rock wall, and the roof of the rough leather tent of the house collapsed with a bang, with several black sticks sticking out of it. spear.

"Not only the half-orcs, but also the chariot people of Eastern Loen... They are good at using flying spears to attack."

A deep and pleasant voice sounded behind Fay.

Fay took three steps back along the rock wall, and then looked back vigilantly.

This person is also covered with a white turban from head to neck, only revealing a pair of black eyes, but the skin color of the forehead and the corners of the eyes is light brown. Unlike others, the robe and cloak cover from head to toe, and even the fingers are wrapped in circles with white bandages Strictly.

Fay's eyes twitched.

The humans in this town are really strange, and the one in front of me is a mummy again.

"Half-orcs can only travel at night. After they kill everyone, they will clean up the house and wait until the day is over. It's not safe here..." He didn't get close, but kept an appropriately anxious tone, "This is the Romanian Kingdom's In the ruins of the city, there should be a secret passage underground, we can search separately along the wall, we don't have much time left!"

Fay stared into his eyes.

Fay now believes that there are people in this world who can look good in anything, even if they dress like a mummy... Even if there is only a pair of eyes exposed, these eyes are more beautiful than many elves he has seen.