Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth.

Chapter 87 War (7.5k)

Long Lake Town.

The room is empty after the person left.

The mayor climbed up from the pile of debris, sneezed, and shivered violently.

So cold.

"Everyone has left, mayor, let's set off soon."

A familiar voice came from the side.

Alfred, who was sitting on the steps at one side, gave advice to the mayor in a calm tone, contrary to his arrogant attitude towards the townspeople.

A mature look.

Only in front of the mayor could the deputy feel a little superior, both in terms of intelligence and status.

This subtle sense of superiority and the feeling of being in control from behind the scenes is very intoxicating.

If he were in front of Bud, he would have to rely on trickery and power to bully others.

The difference is their mentality.

The same thing is that one of them had a swollen eye and the other one also had a swollen eye.

"Go? Where to go?"

"Of course it's Lonely Mountain. There's enough space there, and there are weapons to protect people's safety."

"Only a fool would go to a place full of orcs!"

The mayor stood up cursing, went back to the house, and soon came out dragging a pile of valuable treasures.

"My Lord, where are you going?"

"Anywhere is better than here."

Wow.

The treasure was piled on the boat, and the mayor rowed northwest.

But that's a wasteland...

Alfred looked at the mayor's back, opened his mouth, but said nothing in the end.

Finally, he took some of the treasure and headed towards Lonely Mountain.

The ruins of River Valley City.

The elf army from the woodland surrounded the city wall. Thranduil rode on an elk, looking at the brand new high wall in front of him with some confusion.

"Is the city lord here?"

A head popped out from the high wall.

"Of course I am."

"Levi?"

Thranduil's brows relaxed suddenly, somewhat surprised.

Boom——

The gates rise.

"Don't stand outside, come in and talk!"

"I saw you guys a long time ago. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"By the way, there are some iron golems in here that I created. They are friendly, so don't be afraid."

Thranduil nodded and waved behind him without hesitation, signaling the soldiers to enter the city.

The sound of uniform footsteps was heard, and when iron golems passed by, they bypassed them and moved forward in different directions. There was no pause at all throughout the whole process, and it was extremely smooth, which made Levi exclaim that it was a pleasing sight.

Soon, this army was spread all over the streets and alleys, standing there in neat rows.

“Distribute supplies.”

A group of elves took action and distributed the food and vegetables brought from the woods to the people of Changhu Town.

While the townspeople were cheering, Thranduil had already positioned his mount and met with Levi and Bard on the city wall.

Bard looked at the scene below the wall and immediately said to Thranduil:
"Thank you for your generosity, I really don't know how to thank you enough."

In fact, thanks to the pumpkin field planted by Levi and the food everyone brought from home, the food was more than enough, though a bit monotonous.

Now Thranduil brought a large number of different supplies, including a lot of wine, which just made up for the needs in other aspects. The happiness of the townspeople increased visibly.

Now that winter is approaching and the weather is cold, we need something to warm our bodies.

"No need to express your gratitude."

Thranduil did not take this to heart. He said:

"I didn't come here just for you. I came here to take back what belongs to me."

It's a trait that has been passed down from generation to generation.

Levi looked at the king with a smile.

This group of elves always like to talk about something else to show that what they do is just something they do conveniently, so that the other party doesn't have to think too much.

Bud nodded heavily. He didn't know what tsundere was. He only knew that these supplies were real help.

"Come to think of it, I've never heard of the wall of River Valley City being rebuilt. Did something happen here that I don't know about?"

“It’s not like something that can be built in a few days, and…”

Thranduil drew his sword and knocked on the city wall at his feet.

"It doesn't even look like it was built up piece by piece. It looks like someone used powerful magic to pull the stones directly out of the ground to form a natural stone wall."

Thranduil paused.

There are beings that can do such things, and there are many of them, but logically speaking, such a powerful force is forbidden to appear in Middle-earth.

"Of course it's me."

Levi put down two cubes on the spot and demonstrated them to Thranduil.

"See, it's that simple."

"I see. This is the legendary 'construction magic'."

Thranduil accepted this reluctantly.

"It seems that our allies are unexpectedly powerful."

"I heard Gandalf was here too."

"He."

Levi pointed in the direction of Lonely Mountain.

"He's talking to Thorin. It'll probably be a while before he comes back."

"Then I'll wait for him to come back."

After a brief conversation, Thranduil went down to direct the setting up of tents and arrange various matters.

Bud also followed to organize the people of Changhu Town.

whoosh-

Levi jumped down from the city wall, rose up again in an instant, and flew towards Lonely Mountain.

"Bilbo, take this."

In the treasure house of Erebor, Thorin took out a mithril mail armor and put it on Bilbo himself.

"No sword can penetrate this mithril armor. It's not even worse than Levi's armor."

"Perhaps you'll be able to use it."

"But I'm not a warrior, just a hobbit."

Bilbo was a little nervous.

"This is a gift, a token of our friendship."

Even though he was cursed by a dragon, was obsessed with greed, and kept saying "I won't throw away a single coin", Thorin still gave away this mail armor that could buy the entire Shire.

"Thorin."

At this time, an old man appeared at an inopportune time and started greeting Thorin from a distance.

"Did you call for reinforcements?"

Old Gandalf walked over briskly, patted Bilbo on the shoulder, and looked at Thorin again.

"Of course, Gandalf."

"I contacted Dyne the first day I got the Arkenstone."

"Don't worry, he is already here with the Iron Hills army, and he will probably arrive today."

"When the time comes, with a great army in front of us, no one will be able to take away the treasure of Erebor."

"No one is going to take a coin from here."

Gandalf frowned.

"You have changed, Thorin."

"is it?"

Thorin raised his head and said in a light tone:
"You are right. I have indeed changed. I am no longer the little dwarf lord of the past. Now I am the king under the mountain who owns all the treasures of the mountain."

"you…"

Gandalf's expression became more and more serious.

Broken, just like his grandfather.

Gandalf, who was well-informed, saw the symptoms immediately.

This is the dragon disease. The royal blood of Durin's family will be cursed as long as they set foot in the Lonely Mountain.

The level of charm is almost comparable to that of The Lord of the Rings.

"Thorin, you are ill, very ill. Put down the jewel. It is not too late."

"Are you asking me to give up the Arkenstone that I have gone through so much trouble to find, and give up being the King under the Mountain?"

"I can take you as a joke, Gandalf, but only this once."

After saying that, Thorin turned and left, not caring at all about Gandalf behind him.

"Without the diamond, would you not be the king under the mountain?"

"Whether I am a king or not is not something a mere wizard can decide. You are not qualified to tell me this, Gandalf."

"I…"

Gandalf was so angry that his eyes blurred and he quickly chased after him.

"What are you going to do?"

"Wait for Levi."

"Instead of talking nonsense with a wizard who advised me to give up the results of the expedition, I might as well go and see the person who contributed the most to this expedition."

"Wait for him? What are you two going to do?"

"Levi said that there are not enough minerals in Lonely Mountain. I think he must have lost his way and didn't find the right room. We agreed to meet at this time and I will personally lead him."

Not enough mines?

Thinking of the army of iron golems in the river city outside, Gandalf couldn't help but stroke his beard, and his anger inexplicably subsided a little.

That may not be enough.

However, he did not open his mouth to remind him. Let Thorin worry about this matter himself. The old man did not want to talk to the patient for the time being.

After speaking a few more words to Bilbo, encouraging him and praising him, Gandalf left.

The old, weak and sick trio was disbanded.

In front of the mine warehouse next to the smelter, Thorin raised his hand, signaled Qili who was accompanying him to open the gate, and walked in confidently.

"Levi can't even imagine our reserves. Maybe in his opinion, filling a blacksmith shop with enough ore is already a lot, but our minerals are like mountains—"

The words stopped abruptly.

Thorin took a few quick steps forward, put his hands on the fence, looked at the huge storage warehouse, and his breathing stagnated.

"I might be lost too."

Shaking his head, Thorin took a few deep breaths and felt a little difficult to breathe.

"Kili, close the gate and follow me to the wall for some fresh air."

"Ok."

Qili hurriedly did as he was told. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that his uncle's voice was a little trembling.

Is there something scary in there?

After a while.

In mid-air, Levi saw two figures on the wall of Erebor from a distance, so he immediately landed accurately and stood in front of the two people.

"Hello you all."

"Not very good."

Thorin's face looked a little gloomy.

"I'm sorry, Levi, I think our mines may have been eaten by a dragon. I can't agree to any of your requests."

This was the most euphemistic statement Thorin could come up with. In fact, if the person in front of him was not Levi, he might not have been able to help but chase him away.

Calm down, calm down, one fifteenth, one fifteenth...

Thorin muttered to himself.

Just thinking of the treasures in Lonely Mountain, those treasures.

my darling.

Why give it to an outsider?
He suddenly figured it out.

"OK then."

Levi did feel a little regretful, but it was not a big problem. He had done everything he should do at this moment. This time he came just to see if he could expand the iron golem army further.

"I just saw Gandalf walking back. Did you say anything?"

"That wizard said some things he shouldn't have said and left on his own initiative. He still has some self-awareness."

"Oh?"

Levi was somewhat interested, and just as he was about to continue asking, the gates of River Valley City rose up one by one, and rows of well-equipped golden-armored soldiers emerged from them.

"That's... an elf?!"

"Close the gate, alert!"

Thorin shouted immediately and rang the warning bell of Erebor.

As soon as the bell rang, the dwarves immediately rushed to the gate with their weapons, each of them fully armed.

"It's the elves' army. What are they going to do?"

The first person to see the situation outside was Dwalin. As soon as he said this, all the dwarves immediately became serious.

"What else can they do? Of course those despicable fellows saw that the dragon was dead, so they planned to take our treasure."

"I knew these elves had bad intentions!"

The dwarves started to make noises.

Wow.

After a while, the elves' army stopped in front of the city wall.

Thranduil left the team and stepped forward, looking up at the group of people on the city wall.

"Thorin, son of Thrain, I heard you have retaken Erebor."

"Then your news is really late."

Thorin said with a sour face: "What are you doing here? Are you here to celebrate for me? Then I will accept it."

"Besides that, if there is nothing else to discuss, I suggest that you—"

"Go back to your forest immediately!"

The shouting spread throughout the valley, and the dwarves nearby began to raise their fists to cheer.

Thranduil waved his hand, and the army behind him drew their bows in unison and aimed at the top of the city wall.

The dwarves were so frightened that they immediately crouched behind the city wall, not daring to show their heads again.

Thranduil made another gesture, and the archers behind him put away their arrows and stood up again.

The whole process is neat and tidy, without any flaws.

He glanced at Levi on the wall, and Levi nodded at him.

Thranduil then said to Thorin with confidence:

"I have no hostile intentions here. As long as you return the treasures that belong to my clan, I will withdraw my troops immediately."

"Don't you dare take a coin from me!"

Thorin yelled.

"Thorin, we can't win."

Balin quickly tugged at his clothes from behind and came up to persuade him.

He is one of the few dwarves who supports returning what belongs to the elves.

At this time, Gandalf also squeezed out from the elves' army and shouted to the wall:
"This treasure will harm you, Thorin!"

"That's what belongs to them, isn't it?"

Levi also added a sentence.

It was visibly that Thorin's face was twitching and his teeth were about to break.

Just when he was about to say something again, another person came up from behind.

Bud.

He cried, "Thorin, King under the Mountain, do you remember the King's promise you gave me?"

"Why are you bringing this up at this time?"

"I would like to ask you to fulfill your promise now - return the treasure of the elves."

"Don't even think about it!!"

As soon as this reply came out, everyone fell silent.

Even Balin was silent.

"Is this the last thing you have to say?"

Thranduil tightened his grip on the sword.

"I'll ask you one last time, do you want peace or war?"

Thorin took no time to answer.

A thrush flew over to my shoulder and stayed by my ear for a moment.

"I think I know the answer."

"The reinforcements have passed through Riverdale." Thorin looked up.

"They're coming."

Just as Thranduil was about to launch a direct attack, suddenly, a horn sounded.

Behind them, on a small hill not far from the Valley City, a line of fully armed dwarven elite soldiers stopped, with chariots lined up in front and heavy crossbows called Dwarf Axes, specially used for archers, ready to be fired behind them.

It's the dwarves. The elite dwarf army from the Iron Hills has arrived.

The humans in the Valley City were unaware of the grievances and hatreds involved. Under Bard's initial slogan of "going to Erebor for refuge", everyone thought that the dwarves were their own people.

After confirming that this dwarven army was indeed "reinforcements", the soldiers assigned to guard the city immediately opened the gate.

On this side, Thorin saw Lord Dain of the Iron Hills waving at him in front of the formation, and he was overjoyed and was about to shout on the spot:

"I choose to fight—"

Pfft!
A flying kick came and knocked Thorin to the ground, blocking his mouth.

"It's already this late and you're still fighting. Just lie down."

It was Levi, he finally found the opportunity to take action.

The situation suddenly changed and the dwarves were shocked. Some of them opened their mouths to question, but when Levi drew his sword, they were so scared that they collectively took a step back, and several of them almost fell to the ground.

When the most powerful backing, the friendly legend who could solve almost any problem as long as he opened his mouth, suddenly stood on the opposite side of them, no one could immediately muster the courage to draw his sword and step forward.

This kick immediately brought the entire scene to silence.

"Thorin! Hey!"

Dain on the hillside behind was still shouting Thorin's name, but for some reason there was no response.

"are u there!?"

No one paid attention to Dain who was still shouting at the top of his lungs. At this moment, everyone's attention was on another person.

Thranduil opened his eyes wide under the city wall. He didn't expect such a thing to happen at the critical moment.

Gandalf nodded, and almost couldn't help shouting "Yes!"

Bud hesitated.

After a few seconds, the dwarves, who had recovered a little, squeezed forward and approached Levi little by little.

"Li Li Li Wei, what are you doing..."

"Calm down, calm down! Listen to me and take back the sword, okay? If Thorin has offended you in any way, I will apologize to you on his behalf!"

"Uh, we can all apologize together, and you can get whatever compensation you want!"

Bilbo was not afraid, but just startled. Soon the Hobbit calmed down, walked past the dwarves and said to Levi:

"Levi, you won't hurt him, right?"

Levi put away his sword and shook his head.

"Of course not. Look how scared you are."

"Uh…"

By this time Thorin had also recovered.

He covered his head, slowly stood up with the help of the wall, stared at Levi angrily, and was about to say something.

Boom!

The land in the center of the distant mountain suddenly began to collapse, making a rumbling sound, and huge worms drilled out of it, crushing the rocks.

Great tunnels appeared, and out of them came countless Orcs and great beasts, making the Dwarves sweat profusely.

"The central army will attack and form a battle array!!"

"Fight to the death!"

At this moment, Dain no longer cared about Thorin who was slow to respond. He immediately organized the dwarf army to erect a shield wall and point their spears outward.

Stand in front of the elves.

The elves also turned around and faced the orc army.

This is the consensus of the free people of Middle-earth.

No matter what the conflicts are or how big the hatred is, when a powerful enemy appears, we must unite to face the enemy, or at least not cause trouble.

hum-

On the top of a mountain farther away, Azogra activated the mechanism and sent out flag signals to command the surging Orc army.

"damn it."

Although our army has arrived safely, the situation looks very good and I have the advantage.

But this most outstanding Oak general in modern times was still filled with anger, and he couldn't figure out one thing:

"Where does all this magma come from underground?"

Several worms were burned, so the exit had to be moved to a farther place.

There are few worms of this size to begin with, and after being scalded, they have been unable to come out for many years.

However, these are just minor episodes and have little impact on the overall situation.

The army gradually covered the entire battlefield like a dark cloud.

Bud was startled and said hello to the people around him and immediately returned to the city.

"I have to organize a militia."

On the high walls of Erebor, the dwarves naturally saw what was happening below. Kili took the lead and spoke first:
"I'm going to fight outside the city walls. Who of you wants to come with me?"

"Come!"

"it is good!"

"Let's go too!"

The dwarves immediately became active and started to shout.

"Stand by."

A discordant voice was heard.

It's Thorin.

"what?"

The dwarves almost thought they had heard it wrong.

“Are we just going to sit back and watch?”

"I said, stand by!"

Thorin turned around and walked slowly towards the hall.

Soon, the figure was hidden in the shadows and became blurry.

Just as Levi was about to go over and try to wake the king up, Bilbo suddenly stopped him and asked:
"Levi, do you have a rope?"

"No, but I can make some now."

"Oh, that's great."

Bilbo nodded, ignoring the parts he didn't understand.

As long as there is one, it’s fine.

"What are you going to do?"

“I don’t think I can just sit here and watch.”

Bilbo took the rope that Levi had just twisted, tied one end of it to a stone, threw the rest of it over the wall, and slid down it.

"Bilbo."

Gandalf came running to meet him.

"You want to join the battle too? Well, stay with me."

Seeing that the Hobbit showed no fear at all, Thranduil beside him also turned his head and looked at him with some admiration.

"You are quite brave for a hobbit."

"If I am right, you stole the key of the prison from under my nose."

"very impressive."

Bilbo didn't know whether the lord was praising him or complaining about him; the elves always spoke in such a strange way.

"Thank you."

After thinking for a long time, he finally replied with this sentence.

Seeing Bilbo climb down successfully, the dwarves on the city wall could no longer hold back.

"No, I have to go down too!"

Qili was about to go down the rope when a hand grabbed him.

Bahrain.

"No, Kili."

"The king...did not give any order."

Qili clenched his fists, stood there with an unwilling look on his face, and did not move.

The dwarves' almost blind loyalty forced them to stand idly by without orders.

wow-

At the front line, the first group of Orc vanguards had approached the Dwarf's shield formation and were about to engage in battle.

Bilbo whispered to Gandalf:
"What about the elves? Won't they go to war?"

Gandalf made no reply.

Thranduil on the side turned around and looked at the battlefield.

"Elves will never be inferior to dwarves."

Swah——

Rows of elves drew their long swords and charged forward on the dwarves' shield formation, catching the orcs who were acting as the vanguard off guard and dealing heavy blows to them, stopping them in their tracks.

Their light bodies meant that the elves felt almost no burden even when stepping on the dwarves' heads. Some elves could even jump onto the dwarves' horizontal spears to fight without causing any disruption to the formation.

Walking on snow without leaving any trace and being as light as the wind, this is a unique characteristic of elves.

When the elves were almost done fighting and were about to collapse, Dain shouted from behind:
"charge!"

Rows of dwarves immediately stepped forward to complete the relay with the elves.

"A dwarf's bravery will never allow others to charge ahead!"

"Follow me, boys!"

Dain was the first to rush out, swinging the sledgehammer in his hand.

“Welcome to the mountains!”

He shouted politely to the Orcs, and at every blow of his hammer an Orc's head was crushed.

Following closely, Thranduil also drew his sword and joined the battlefield.

Under the strong leadership of the two leaders, the first round of attacks by the Orcs seemed to be held off.

But soon, this advantage disappeared under the pressure of huge numbers.

"Where's Levi?"

"Where's Levi?"

Behind the army, Gandalf was a little anxious. Where had our army's strongest force gone at this critical moment?
What about the other army?

"You sit in this great hall, with a crown on your head, and yet you are more humble than ever."

In front of the king's throne, Dwalin had tears in his eyes and he used up all his strength to say this to Thorin.

"Get out, get out, don't wait for me to kill you with my own hands."

Thorin drew his sword and forced the loyal dwarf out.

But what he said kept lingering in my mind and couldn't be dispelled.

At the same time, more words that my former companions had said began to emerge in my mind.

"I hope you're nothing like your grandfather."

Bud.

"That treasure will harm you."

Gandalf.

"Madness is in their blood."

Elrond.

"It's just one more mad king."

Thranduil.

"Are we going to stand by and watch?"

Bahrain.

"I think it's time for you to wake up while it's still early and there's nothing to lose."

Levi.

Levi…?
Thorin raised his head suddenly and found that a figure appeared in the empty hall at some point.

He immediately said angrily: "Don't think you--"

“This is for our friendship!”

Boom!
Before he could finish his words, Levi rushed over and punched Thorin directly in the face, knocking him to the ground.

"you…"

"Stop talking nonsense, just drink it!"

Levi took out a large bucket of milk and pressed Thorin down to pour it into his mouth.

Gulp gulp gulp…

"enough!"

There was a flash of clarity in Thorin's eyes, he took a deep breath, and suddenly figured out a lot of things.

The strong will gradually prevailed and began to fight against the crazy disease.

But at this moment, in addition to his will fighting the dragon disease, his body had to fight another person.

“I don’t think it’s enough!”

Tons tons tons…

The milk continued to pour into his mouth.

"stop!"

"You haven't finished drinking yet, keep drinking!"

"I said stop!"

Thorin suddenly burst out with great strength, pushing Levi and the barrel in his hand away.

"Stop! I've figured it out!"

He wiped the milk from his mouth and shouted at the top of his voice, almost hoarsely:

"Listen to me!"

"I-I'm not my grandfather!!"

clang!
The crown on his head was thrown heavily to the ground.

The King Under the Mountain replaced his helmet.

After a roar from the bottom of his heart, Thorin gasped for breath and his eyes became much clearer.

He looked at Levi and said in a deep voice:

"Let's go out and fight!"

hum-

On the walls of Erebor, a horn suddenly sounded, and the sound was long and lasting, carrying the entire battlefield.

Boom!
Immediately following the horn, the warning bell was also rung, which lifted everyone's spirits.

The bells rang with joy that day, testifying to the return of the King under the Mountain.

crunch.

The gate of Lonely Mountain opened at this moment, and thirteen figures full of fighting spirit rushed out from it.

"Haha, Thorin, I finally see you!"

Dain greeted Thorin excitedly. When he saw his brother, he suddenly felt full of endless strength and could kill another hundred orcs.

There were other dwarves who had the same feeling as him. For a moment the Orcs were stunned. Why did these dwarves suddenly go crazy? It was so scary.

"kill!"

Thorin rushed to the front, holding a sword in one hand and an oak shield in the other, fully displaying the style of the former dwarf royal family.

The brothers Kili and Fili, as royal blood, guarded by his side, clearing the way for the king and resisting attacks.

The battle became balanced again, and there was even a tendency for the Orcs to be driven back into their caves.

On the front line, Gandalf drew out Glamdring and chopped down an Orc with one sword. Bilbo beside him also drew out his dagger, stabbed forward, and killed an enemy with great effort.

But while fighting, Gandalf couldn't help looking back, looking for a certain figure.

at last.

From the open gate of Lonely Mountain, a warrior in black armor holding an elven sword slowly emerged into the sunlight.

The Oaks around him instinctively stepped back, almost losing their weapons.

Gandalf couldn't help but smile.

"I finally waited for you."

[Battlefield situation]

Free faction: Human, Dwarf, Elf.

Evil alignment: Orcs, Wargs.

Freedom Faction Commander:
Gandalf, Thranduil, Dain Ironfoot, Bard the Archer, Thorin Oakenshield, (omitted) Levi.

Commander Oak:
Azog, Borg.

Ratio of number of soldiers (approximately) - 1:5.

The battle officially began.

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