Chapter 255 The Other Side

Chapter 255 The Other Side

“In time.”

Legolas declared so in the halls of Erebor.

Thorin had some other opinions: "But Levi has been away for a long time, and the battlefield over there also needs support. How can he make it in time?"

"Don't worry, Legolas, son of Thranduil. The dwarf warriors of Erebor will protect this land. We will let those who dare to come here and make an aggressive move know that no one here is easy to mess with."

"You may have the courage."

Orohir suddenly said, "But those armies composed of dark men and Uruks are not weak either."

"According to the information I have received, there are quite a lot of them, at least tens of thousands in total."

"I won't mention where your information came from for now, but you have to know that there are not only dwarves from Erebor here, but also garrison soldiers from Dale, Lake Town, and Road Town."

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

Thorin opened his arms, looked out the gate, and said loudly: "Do you think that without Levi, the people here are nothing?"

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

"This is his territory after all."

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

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

Who knows if that old drunkard and the King of House Elf would be willing to move their butts.

Although Lonely Mountain and Black Forest have reconciled, they have been out of touch for too long. They haven't been in touch much since they reconciled, and they don't know what the other party thinks.

Prejudice cannot be eliminated overnight.

Orlohil was a little confused.

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

"I don't." Thorin answered louder than before, so loud that the hall echoed.

Thorin began to feel a toothache when he thought of Thranduil sending reinforcements here in a condescending and charitable manner.

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

"I'll go."

Legolas made the offer.

"I will go inform them, and 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 messages had been delivered, Orloshil stood up and prepared to leave.

But he was stopped by Thorin.

Apparently, he seemed to have some unfinished business.

"Who are you?"

"I think I have introduced myself clearly before. My name is Orlohil. I am a winery owner from Dorwinian and a friend of Levi."

"Are you doubting what I said?" Orlosir said in a very calm voice.

"No, I certainly don't doubt it."

Thorin gestured to invite him to take a seat, and after he sat down, he continued, "Of course you could be a winery owner named Orrothir from Dorwinion, an elf who has lived peacefully for two epochs just to grow grapes and make wine."

"But besides these, you can also be something else you haven't mentioned, such as..."

"For example?" Orlohiel seemed a little curious, as if he had never expected Thorin to say that.

"For example... a certain lord in Dorwinian, or a certain king?"

Thorin just looked at him.

The hall fell silent for a moment.

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

Orlohil still maintained his usual calm tone and politeness.

Thorin raised his eyebrows slightly and said:

"Perhaps you can deceive an inexperienced elf or a lord who only knows how to go out on adventures all day, but some things can only be seen in those who have truly sat on the throne of the king. That aura cannot be hidden."

Whether it is Legolas or Levi, these two are not suspicious people. It doesn’t matter to them what the other party’s identity is. After all, telling them the identity is the most useless.

So they won't take the initiative to identify such things.

It was not surprising that in their eyes, Orlohil was indeed an elegant and luxurious manor owner.

But Thorin was different.

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

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

He may be hiding very deeply, but certainly not as deep as the pit dug by the dwarf.

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

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

"We certainly are not."

A dwarf and an elf stood up and shook hands.

"I hope you have a good time. Erebor's market is also very prosperous. Perhaps there will be something you like."

"Thank you, I'll go check it out."

Outside the lonely mountain.

Snap, Snap…

Legolas rode his horse all the way to the entrance of the Sky Road. Not long after, he arrived at the entrance and exit specially set up for the Woodland Kingdom, which is the "One Eighth Town".

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

It turned out that the army of the Woodland Kingdom had already set out, and they had already obtained the news.

Seeing this, Legolas also breathed a sigh of relief.

So he continued westward until he came to the town of Carr, where the Beorns lived.

Here is a place that Levi specially set up for the giant eagle to rest - a giant tree, an extremely broad, strong and towering tree, with a comfortable nest on it.

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

Then Legolas called to the Eagle and told him the news.

…

"I see."

Listening to Glorfindel's retelling, Levi understood everything.

"Thank you for the message."

He waved to the eagle, and the eagle 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's a bit far."

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

"I agree with that. He is always out of sight. One moment he is in the west, the next he is in the east. He flies faster than an eagle."

A warm and old voice suddenly sounded not far away. It was Gandalf riding over on horseback.

"Glorfindel."

After getting off the horse, he first briefly greeted the two people in front of him and the Eagle, and continued:

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

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

"It's over."

——

"here we go."

Boom…

Outside the high walls of River Valley City, countless black and gold armors were intertwined. The former were shorter but extremely fierce, while the latter were taller and stronger. They seemed to have relatively higher discipline, but were also more troublesome.

Behind them were several siege towers driven by ogres, and some catapults.

“Here they come.”

At this moment, on the city wall, Thorin, fully armored, stared below with a group of dwarf and human defenders.

He is the supreme commander here at the moment.

"Oh, the elves didn't come after all."

No longer expecting more reinforcements, Thorin raised his hand and gestured behind him: "Prepare to load the heavy crossbows with ammunition. Let them have a taste of our power."

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