Chapter 1175

"Archer, I think you can retire!" Devlin said to the original archer in the team.

Qili: "..."

The dwarfs stood on the wasteland where a few orcs and wolves were lying, leaning on their arms and gazing up at the direction when they came from afar, but they could only see a vast Yellow landscape. The wind seemed to be tangible. When it passed over the wasteland, it would lift waves on the ground.

At such a glance, it seems that there is no sign of the orc and the wolf, but they all know that the way to escape is full of danger. It is an exquisite fight between Anyang and the orc that brings about their victory reversal.

But nature is so broad-minded. No matter how evil the orcs are or how fierce the wolves are, they can't lift any movement or leave anything on this wasteland.

For example, Sorin, the successor of Turin's blood, and Gandalf, the wizard who came down from Maya, were so small when they walked on this wasteland that they looked like an ant from afar.

"Oh, where are we going..." Bahrain spoke of his real purpose of gazing into the distance.

They had been running with Gandalf for a long time. They had lost their original direction. They were only trying to get rid of the orc pursuers. Now they don't know where they came from. They forget that there are only a few places behind them. But when they look up, the thick clouds just cover the sun. It's hard to distinguish between East, West, North and south.

Gandalf glanced at Anyang, who was returning the bow and arrow to Qili, and said, "Qili's arrow is used up. We need to find a place to supplement the arrow."

"I agree. I lost my biscuits and water during my previous escape. I need to find a place to replenish them."

"But is there really a place for supplies in this wilderness?" SOLIN questioned.

"Yes." Gandalf, silent, turned and rode into a forest, and said, "follow me."

People all look suspicious, but still choose to believe him.

The horses were so tired that they stopped as soon as they came into the forest. There were dead grass on the wasteland, shade in the forest, and a small stream flowing. It was the best place to repair and recover their strength.

"Well! The water is nice and clean! "

"Is it? I'm thirsty, too! "

The dwarfs took water from the stream one after another, and the horses stretched their necks a little lower to drink water. Then they went out to eat hay or rest in silence.

"Poof!"

A war horse snorted.

"Thanks to you this time, Archer!" Balin, with white hair, came up with a water bag, saying.

"It doesn't matter." Anyang laughed.

"Don't say those words, no matter what, we owe you a favor. If we don't have you, maybe we can't escape at all!" Bahrain sincerely said that it aroused the deep approval of the dwarfs.

"Then All right. "

After a short rest, Gandalf said: "it's time to start, guys. No one can guarantee that there are any orcs behind. We need to get out of here quickly. If necessary, maybe we can change the way. Now everyone will follow me!"

"Into the forest?" Devlin frowned.

"Do you have an opinion?"

"No, I mean, do you really remember how to get there? It won't be a mistake! '

"I'm not old enough!" Gandalf pretended to be angry and took a stick. Then he turned over and went to the forest.

They had no choice but to follow them.

"Maybe he's right. At this time, the goal on the wasteland is too obvious. It's safe to go through the forest." Bahrain looked up at the sky, the wind blowing clouds, has revealed the blue sky and the sun, plus the forest to make a little distinction, we know that even if there is a deviation in this direction, it will not go to where, at most, it is just around a section of the road!

"Let's go, we have no choice!"

Gandalf first led them through the dense forest, and soon found a path. Although it was not wide, the road conditions were relatively good, and there were traces of horse hooves trampling on it.

Along this road, going deeper and deeper, the doubts in SOLIN's eyes are more and more serious.

I don't know how long I've been walking. The peak turns and twists and turns until I climb over a mountain. Suddenly, I feel bright in front of me -

it's a fairyland like a fairy tale. The exquisite buildings are backed by the steep mountains, and the palaces are composed of layers of palaces. The waterfalls like white silk are scattered among the palaces. The lines of the buildings are straight down, and the river is winding down and foaming. The autumn season is coming The vegetation in the mountains is colorful.

Anyang seemed to hear the sound of the waterfall falling down. His eyes crossed the distance of several kilometers, and he saw the arch bridges and corridors connecting the scattered palaces, mostly across the sky or straight up, which added a lot of grandeur to this fairy tale.

Like the dwelling depicted in the epic.

"Imlaris valley." Gandalf walked to the front on crutches, "but people usually call it another name, ravendale."

"Ravendale." Baggins stared at the front, his eyes showed a little sluggish and shock.This is the fairyland Temple described in numerous human books in the Middle Earth world. Even the stories of Knights' novels and chanting poems will be described as a very sacred place. Therefore, the name ravendale is probably the most pure and yearning dream in the hearts of many human children.

Baggins dreamed of coming here since he was a child. At that time, he ran away from home every day. In the fields and woods, he was eager to find the traces of elves. He dreamed of accidentally finding the legendary ravendale.

But when he grew up, he knew it was almost a fairy tale, and never thought he would come here again.

"Fate is so amazing!" He murmured.

SOLIN finally realized, walked to Gandalf, leaned on the ground with a sting, and said, "this is what you call the supply ground. You let us seek support from the enemy!"

"There is no enemy here, Sorin oak shield. The only hostility that can be found in this valley is the one you bring. Besides, there is only goodwill." Gandalf gazed into SOLIN's eyes and called his name directly, which showed that he was angry with SOLIN's obstinacy.

"Do you think the Elves will bless our exploration? They will try to stop us! "

"Of course, they will, but will they succeed?"

"Of course not! Never! "

"Isn't that all right?" Gandalf continued to stare into SOLIN's eyes, "if we want to succeed, we must have strategies, help from others, mutual respect, and great charm. I am familiar with elves, so you leave the task of communication to me, and you control your own temper."

“……”

About half an hour later, it was approaching dusk, and the sky was golden, as if a God was coming.

The river valley is rather wet, and a thin layer of fog rises. The golden sun shines from the distant mountain top, showing a piece of fog, which makes ravendale more dreamy.

Looking at the elf fortress from a close distance, its beauty can hardly be moved.

Autumn color decorates its color properly, which is the favorite paint in fairy tales. No matter the light or color, it is so soft and beautiful. Exquisite statues and grand palaces haunt the golden sky. High mountain waterfalls and withered green stones form its background, and a ladder made of white marble leads to the distance.

"Oh..."

Anyang heard the soft voice of Baggins.

There are two elves guarding in front. They are wearing delicate pale gold armor, spears in their hands, and full of arms. At first sight, they are very well equipped, and they are upright and tall, motionless, as if they were two works of art standing there.

Instead of approaching the guards, they stopped in an open space around the burning torch, looked around and waited for an interview.

Soon, an elf in a fine robe came out. He crossed the guard and looked straight at Gandalf.

"Miranda."

"Ah Lind!" Gandalf hears someone call his elf name, turns around and shows surprise.

The elf named Linde doesn't look young, but for the age of the elf, who is almost immortal, no one knows how old he is this year, and he didn't over respond to Gandalf's enthusiasm, went down the stairs and stopped, his face seemed to have a natural proud expression, looked up slightly and looked at Gandalf: "I heard you came to the valley."

"Yes, I'm looking for Lord elong!"

"Lord elong is not here." Linde said lightly.

"Not here?" Gandalf frowned and asked, "where is he then?"

Just then, a long trombone sounded from behind.

Gandalf immediately turned around and saw a group of Elven cavalry approaching from the overpass corridor behind him. One of the people in excellent armor was Lord Elrond, the actual controller of the city. The Jianghu people called him king Elrond.

The dwarfs were in a panic. They all ran forward and dragged Baggins to the back. They were surrounded by weapons.

"Watch out!"

The Elven cavalry also noticed that they were waiting for them. They immediately drew up their horses and surrounded them with flagguns or spears. They kept circling and watched the group of peasant soldiers who seemed to come from the countryside. Yes, compared with the well-trained Elven army, the dwarven soldiers in black linen and ugly armor and with hammers or axes are like the rabble in the countryside!

Apart from Gandalf, Anyang is the only one who is calm. He patted Baggins on the shoulder and whispered to him, "don't be nervous. It's impossible to fight."

"You should have said that to them." Baggins pointed to the dwarves, their voices trembling.

"I'm afraid they won't listen to me." Anyang shrugs and beckons Baggins to relax. Then he looks up at the Elven cavalry with shining and beautiful armor and extraordinary looks and says, "don't you really want to see elves? Look, there are so many elves in front of you. Now it's enough to see them. At least they won't charge the same as the clowns in the circus. "“……” The young hobbit swallowed.

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