I reforged the glory of the magic ring in Middle-earth

Chapter 130 Bud's Post-War Care (Fog)

At the sewer entrance on the west side of River Valley Town, two Red Lion soldiers were using iron hooks to pry open the rusty fence.

A foul smell hit me in the face, a mixture of goblin feces and the stench of rotting rat corpses.

And inside the sewer, countless pairs of eyes flashing with murderous glare were staring at the entrance of the sewer.

Once someone dares to come in, the goblins hiding in the sewers will rush up, hug the person's legs, and then drag him into the sewer.

But the people of the Red Lion Legion were too lazy to enter such a place. They had been fighting against the Scarlet Corrupted Followers for so many years, and they had seen such tricks too many times and had a set of skilled response procedures.

Although in order to summarize this process, many brave soldiers of the Red Lion Legion were lost.

"Prepare the kerosene!"

The leader, the Red Lion Knight, took the lead and skillfully wrapped the grease-soaked hemp rope around the arrow.

As if they realized that the humans in the sewer would not come down, there was a rustling sound from underground. Three goblins screamed and rushed out of the cave, shooting the soldiers in the face with their fully drawn short bows.

However, the poisonous arrow was blocked by the Red Lion Knight's heavy shield. The arrow hit the shield with a crisp sound, then fell powerlessly on the charred ground, bounced a few times and rolled to the side, where it was stepped on by a Latan soldier.

Then the ignited rockets poured into the cave, and the flames rushed along the criss-crossing passages, forcing more than 20 goblins hiding in it out of the ground.

These goblins were covered in smoke. Some of them held their burning compatriots as human shields and rushed towards the Latan soldiers. Some pretended to fall to the ground and pretended to be dead, intending to suddenly bite the ankles when the soldiers passed by.

"The finishing team moves forward."

The Red Lion Knight who led the team gave orders in a calm tone. Every move made by these goblins was within their expectations.

Ten Latan soldiers, armed with pickaxes, swept the charred streets like combs.

The war pick accurately smashed the skull of each "corpse", whether it was a living goblin that had not been burned yet, or a charred corpse.

In the center of the square of River Valley Town lay the bodies of many goblins killed by swords. The soldiers were checking them one by one. Suddenly, a guy who was pretending to be dead jumped up, but was shot into a hedgehog by the crossbowmen who had been waiting for a long time.

Since Riverdale used to trade frequently with the dwarves, many dwarves would buy houses in Riverdale and dig underground cellars to store beer.

Now these cellars have become more difficult places for killing.

When the Red Lion soldiers broke open one of the wooden doors that had been blocked by the goblins, they saw more than a dozen emaciated goblins inside tearing apart the burnt remains of their compatriots.

They were the slaves with the lowest status in the Goblin Underground Kingdom. They had never had enough to eat, let alone coming to the desolate place of the River Valley Town Ruins, where they had not eaten a single bite for two or three days.

Because before they get their turn to eat the food, it has already been eaten by other stronger goblins.

Therefore, when they smelled the aroma of meat, they were so hungry that they didn't dare to look at the corpses of other people. They just opened their mouths and bit it and ate it with relish.

When the Latan soldiers saw these goblins, they turned their heads, with pieces of flesh and broken bones of their compatriots still stuck in their teeth.

"Burn it clean."

The Red Lion Knight frowned slightly under his helmet when he saw this scene. The scene of devouring his compatriots reminded him of bad memories. He turned and left after saying something coldly.

Then the roar of the Red Lion Flame Pot exploding suddenly sounded behind him, and then only the sound of the raging fire remained.

In this way, the soldiers of the Red Lion Legion cleaned every dry sewer, well, and latrine in River Valley Town. They used fire and thick smoke to drive out all the goblins hiding and waiting for an opportunity to take revenge, and killed them one by one.

After helping the Latan soldiers clear one of the streets, Bard, covered in black soot, walked towards Tanes while coughing.

He said to Tanes, "You are right. These soldiers are indeed good at using fire, but it seems that they are too enthusiastic about it." Thorin, who had been staying beside Tanes for a long time, shrugged and said, "There is nothing wrong with fire. It can cook food, forge weapons, and even burn our enemies to death."

Tanes looked at him with a strange expression and said, "It will probably take another day or so to clean up Riverdale. Over a hundred years of abandonment, Riverdale has too many places for goblins to hide. It's a good time for you to have the residents of Long Lake Town pack up and prepare to move here."

Bud nodded, then sighed and asked, "What about Long Lake Town? Should we destroy those houses? It would be a shame to just abandon them like this."

Tanes looked puzzled and asked in confusion, "When did I ever say that Long Lake Town should be abandoned?"

Bard was stunned for a moment, and after thinking carefully, it seemed that Tanes had indeed never said to abandon Lake Town. He only recommended that Bard lead the residents of Lake Town to River Valley to avoid further invasion by Orcs.

But Changhu Town is no different from being abandoned if there is no one there?
Bud expressed the doubts in his heart.

Thorin explained on Tanes' behalf, "Once we dwarves reclaim the Lonely Mountain, it will surely regain its former prosperity. I can guarantee that Dale alone will not be able to meet your future development needs. You can then build a new road between Lake-town and Dale, or gradually develop both into one main city. It's up to you. The larger your human towns grow, the more prosperous the Lonely Mountain will become."

So there's such a complicated reason? Tanes glanced at Thorin silently.

He actually just wanted to say that it was a pity to destroy those houses, and they could be slightly renovated to use as a retreat base.

Bard immediately understood this point when Thorin was halfway through his explanation and said, "Then I will go back and mobilize the townspeople to come here."

By the time Bud returned to Long Lake Town and asked all the townspeople to get ready to set off, it was already noon the next day.

The midday sun carried the scent of smoldering charcoal and a faint fishy aroma, while Bud stood on the dilapidated pier of the Long Lake Town Pier, watching the residents, with their families, load their last batch of belongings onto carts.

An elderly fisherman gripped the oar tightly, his bloodshot eyes staring at his reflection on the water.

There once reflected his joy of catching a three-foot-long fish, but now only a few broken ice pieces are left floating on the lake like endless duckweed.

Bud noticed the other person, sighed softly, walked over, put his hand on the old man's hunched shoulder, and called out his name: "Uncle Tom, it's time to go."

The old man's Adam's apple rolled, and turbid tears fell on his frozen knuckles: "I know, but this is my boathouse... and the fishing nets my father left behind..."

"We will be back, I promise you." Bud pressed the old man's shoulder lightly and said in a firm tone.

There are many townspeople like this old fisherman. When they are about to leave, they realize that they are still nostalgic for the home where they have lived for so long.

A widow was carefully placing her two young children on a stroller, but one of the little boys, about eight years old, suddenly broke free from his mother's arms, ran to the door of his house on the roadside, picked up a dirty rag doll from the ground, and was pulled back by his mother.

A blacksmith from Changhu Town walked at the front of the migration team. His wheelbarrow was piled with anvils and hammers. He frequently looked back at the blacksmith shop that was getting farther and farther away from him.

When Bud led his compatriots to River Valley Town, the last wisp of black smoke in the town had just dissipated.

At this time, beside Tanes, there was also the huge body of Latan.

They were talking when Tanes saw Bard and waved to him. "The goblins hiding in Riverdale have been cleared out. The Red Lions and the dwarves have also worked overnight to clear out a number of habitable buildings. Send your men directly to Thorin and the others."

Bard bowed deeply to Tanes and Latarn at the breach in the city wall and said, "The people of Long Lake Town and River Valley Town will remember this kindness."

Latan nodded calmly. His mind was not on these humans, but on the evil dragon.

When Tanis was about to say something, he suddenly saw Gandalf walking towards him quickly with his staff in his hand, and the ashes of the pipe in his other hand were falling.

He frowned, and without even saying hello to Tanis, he went straight to Bard and asked, "Bilbo is missing! Someone saw him fishing at the Long Lake Town dock this morning! Did you see where he went?"

(End of this chapter)