[The Hobbit] Farstrider's Journey

"I'm here to help Uncle Wallace. My name is Monkwe, Your Majesty." The elf cub said with lowered eyes.

"You... come to help Hua Lai?" Thranduil raised his eyebrows in surprise, and turned to look at Hua Lai, "Is that what you mean?"

"No, I don't need assistants." Hua Lai firmly denied that he would not use child labor!

Meng Kewei waved his hands in a panic and said, "I want to help Uncle Wallace."

Thranduil looked at the blood elf expressionlessly: "What can he help?" It's not that he questioned the cub, he is only half the height of the furnace, what can he do?

Hua Lai said helplessly: "He thinks he can help me agitate the bellows."

Flame Imps are experts at controlling flames and can keep them warm without blowing the bellows - of course, if someone blows the bellows, Pickart saves some magic power.

Monkvi looked at Hua Lai with eager eyes: "Uncle Hua Lai, I can really help, please let me stay here."

Hua Lai lowered his head patiently and looked at Monkevi: "You have to give me a reason."

Meng Kewei's face was flushed red. He looked anxiously at the majestic king standing aside and said courageously: "The day the orcs raided the village, you rescued me under the hands of the orcs. Since then, I have been I want to repay you."

Wallace couldn't laugh or cry: "Your king has already expressed his gratitude for this, and even if you want to thank you in this way, wait until you grow up."

Monkvi's face turned even redder: "I'm afraid it will be too late. If you leave the Woodland Kingdom by then, where should I go to find you? Will you stay?"

Hua Lai looked at this little guy with a half-smile: "I'm afraid it's not the main reason to thank me, is it?"

Sweat began to sweat on Monkvy's face. Under the watchful eyes of the two adults, his little thoughts finally had nowhere to hide: "I want to learn the craft of manufacturing from you."

It was a coincidence that I came here for the first time, and Hua Lai's superb skills opened Monkwe's eyes.Woodland elves are not good at this, but this does not hinder their pursuit of beautiful things.

Hua Lai rubbed Monkvy's little head and said, "I'm glad you are interested in jewelry processing, but now is not the time, it's still the same sentence, wait until you are older and can handle tools." Bar."

Monkvy left in frustration.

Thranduil said: "I think this child's suggestion is good, you can stay here. We welcome you to settle down, and Monkovich hopes to learn from you. He is very religious, I can see it."

Hua Lai raised his thick eyebrows, glanced at Thranduil, and turned his head to deal with the molten steel without agreeing or objecting.

If you want him to stay, just say it straight, borrowing someone else's mouth is too insincere.

To be honest, Hua Lai really didn't decide to settle down like this now. Although he really likes the environment of the Woodland Kingdom, but he hasn't walked around other places in Middle-earth, so it's a bit too bad to make such a decision.

Thranduil pursed his lips in annoyance, feeling that what he just said was a bit stupid.What was he afraid to say directly?

It's just that the elf king is still hesitating, he doesn't want to change the relationship between the two so quickly, he thinks that they get along very well with a little tit for tat, and they don't want to destroy it so quickly.

Hua Lai was busy preparing for the battle, and Thranduil didn't have time to stay, and he had a lot of things to do.

Time soon entered autumn, this season was when the orcs were active in the wilderness, and the time for Hua Lai's planned action finally arrived.

Legolas was wearing light clothes with a bow and arrow on his back. He rode a snow-white horse and galloped on the wilderness with Wallace.

"Let's go here." Wallace pulled the reins of the baron's horse, turned his head and said to Legolas: "Let's part here."

Legolas looked at Hua Lai anxiously: "My friend, do you really not need me to go with you? You must know that it is too dangerous for you to face Borg and Asogg alone."

Hua Lai said calmly: "I believe that I can guarantee my own safety. Your mission is equally important, isn't it? And..." He took out a gemstone that was about to glow green from inside his wide cloak, and turned towards Lai Golas threw it over: "Next! At the critical moment, holding this gem will save your life."

Creating healing stones that can restore vitality is a special skill of warlocks, but after coming to Middle-earth, there are no other Azeroth natives to assist in the summoning ceremony. Hua Lai can only create three healing stones. A piece was dropped.

Legolas reached out to catch the emerald: "What about you?"

"Me too." Hua Lai turned the baron's direction, and the baron snorted with flaming nostrils, "Beware of that necromancer, maybe he will come from your direction."

Legolas nodded solemnly: "I will definitely stop everyone."

Wallace nodded and urged the baron to run into the wilderness.

Once Borg or Asog finds out that they are in an ambush, they are likely to send people back to Dole to mobilize the orc army.This is unbearable for the elf army, so the task of Legolas is to lead people to block the road from the wilderness back to Dor Dogo, so as to prevent them from getting the news.

The target this time is one of Borg or Asog. Of course, it would be even better if both of these two big fish can be lifted out.

There are a large number of orcs wandering in the wilderness in autumn. Autumn is the harvest season. In this season, the shapeshifters have to expose themselves to prepare food for the winter. These orcs often take this opportunity to arrest them.

Tragedy is often staged in the wilderness in autumn, but this year is different.

Hua Lai held up the gem-studded staff high up, and the smoky blue shadow arrow rain whizzed into the orc patrol.

The baron rushed into the crowd of orcs almost in a joyous manner, trampling hard in armor that made teeth ache.

Nodding at the deformed people who bowed and thanked him from a distance, Hua Lai turned on the baron and continued to destroy the orc squads.

This is not the first time he has done this. In the early summer, Hua Lai once slaughtered the orc squad in the wilderness in retaliation. This is the second time he came here, and it quickly attracted Asog's vigilance and attention.

"Let me get him back!" Borg growled.

Asog's face was cloudy and uncertain, and Hua Lai's behavior made Asog lose face very much. Not only did he lose his prestige when he suffered a loss in Hua Lai's hands for the first time, but he also lost his actions one after another in the orc army. Very bad influence.

The Borg's growl wafted across the Dol Dogo night sky, causing the Wargs to howl in disquiet.

"Why are you still hesitating?! Catch him back, tear him apart! Take out his heart! Crush his bones!" The roar in Borg's throat was like thunder.

"Shut up!" Asog stood up abruptly, his ferocious face twitching with anger: "Mobilize the troops! We must not let him go this time!"

The orc army was mobilized quickly, and Asog and Borg dispatched together, leading a 500-man army to the wilderness overnight.

In the early morning, the drizzle fell all over the sky, and the blood elf warlock who slept in the wild at night had no choice but to endure the watering of the rain.

Water droplets condensed on the golden eyelashes, and Hua Lai simply raised his head to the sky and drenched himself happily.

"Chirp~~~chirp~~~" A skylark braved the rain and flew in the air, quickly flying towards Hua Lai.

Hua Lai saw the eyes of this abnormal skylark moving in the rainy day, the skylark circled for a while, and landed on Hua Lai's shoulder.

Hua Lai stretched out the staff in his hand, and the skylark flapped its wings and jumped over.

"Da da! Da da da!" Skylark pecked a few times on the staff with his beak.

"Thank you for the news." Hua Lai did not understand the language of birds like the elves and his son, nor could he communicate with them like the brown-robed wizard, so he agreed on a secret signal in advance.

He pinched a large piece of bread from his package, and the cute messenger soldier flapped his wings and disappeared into the rain after pecking a few bites.

Hua Lai's eyes gradually turned cold. He was overjoyed to be able to pull out two big fish at a time, but the troop was a little tricky for him.

Hua Lai was serious for a while, then suddenly showed a disdainful smile.He's not alone, is he?

Summoning his loyal companion, Wallace rolled onto the Baron.Deliberately rushed in the direction of the orc army.

This was Chi Guoguo's provocation. After meeting on narrow roads, Asog grinned, and Borg rushed out without thinking.

Hua Lai was not stupid enough to stand still, but turned his horse's head and ran towards the direction he came from.

The warg that Borg was sitting on was moving its limbs quickly. This kind of local aborigine was as fast as a horse, chasing after the baron desperately.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and neither of the two leaders of the orcs thought of giving up the chase. When it came to understanding the terrain of the wilderness, the blood elf warlock couldn't compare.Looking at the back of the elf in front, they judged without thinking that there was a barren hill in front of the other party.

Asog turned his head and yelled at the orc army behind him, and two hundred-man squadrons divided into two ways and outflanked the two sides.

Hua Lai lowered his body, and his legs tightly clamped the baron's stomach. The speed and the cold rain quickly took away the body temperature of his body, and his fingers slowly began to stiffen.

Simply fearing the heat emitted from the horse's body kept him from freezing.

"Ga————" A black raven flew over his head, and Hua Lai looked up, with a smile on his lips.

It took him a while to lead the orcs in a circle to the predetermined location, but he didn't know that Asog also let the orc army go around behind him.

The heavy hooves beat the ground, splashing mud and water.Accompanied by the baron galloping past, for the flames and mist of its hooves were like guiding lights.

Borg stared coldly at the elf who had slowed down because he was not familiar with the terrain, and pulled out a hatchet from his waist and threw it towards his back.

With a whistling sound of "嗖——" accompanied by a slight blow that cut through the rain curtain, Hua Lai frowned, clamped his legs tightly, and rolled over to one side.

"Coward! Do you only know how to run away?!" Bogra taunted.

Hua Lai is not a character that everyone provokes and does not fight back. He raised his hand and raised his middle finger without looking back!

It's a pity that the orcs don't understand this insulting gesture.

The terrain on both sides slowly began to rise, and Hua Lai looked up to see the increasing rain, and his vision became less clear.

Finally, Hua Lai leaped from the baron, and lightly jumped onto a big rock on the side of the mountain. With a roar of excitement, Borg straightened his upper body and continued to throw the hatchet at Hua Lai.

Hua Lai quickly dodged to the side, and the baron ran out more than a dozen times in inertia, turned around, and rushed towards Borg unceremoniously.

Compared with the light body of the warg whose waist is soft and easy to be toppled, the dread steed covered all over the body is like heavy armor.Mixed with the impact of the cold wind and rain, the short hair on the wolf's face was blown down.

"Aww~~~~" With a stern scream, Borg rolled and dodged, and the unlucky wolf was directly knocked out and turned into a puddle of flesh on the ground.

"Hey——" the baron ran a few steps triumphantly, standing in front of Asog who was chasing him.

Borg only had the elf who brought him shame in his eyes, and Hua Lai looked down at him, and the two confronted each other with swords drawn.

Hua Lai sneered, raised his hand and untied the cloak on his body and threw it aside.Without the cloak that is not waterproof and absorbs the rain, the magic robe made by the powerful tailor and equipment master of Azeroth exerts magic resistance and directly blocks the rain outside.

Borg was waving a sharp knife in his hand, and he was going to rush up after a few big strides.Warlocks have never played melee combat, they are proficient in hanging.

He silently recited the instant curse, and gave it to Borg with no expression on his face.Hua Lai's staff was deeply planted on the ground, and a deep and profound spell was chanted, and the void lord came with a sigh.

"Murfield, attack!" Hua Lai shouted in a deep voice.

Murfeld straightened up his strong elemental body, and said in a muffled voice: "As you wish! My master——"