Rivendell

However, fortunately, Thorin did not act irrationally because of Carl's

words in the end, and Gandalf finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The crowd was still running wildly, and the shadows of the trees kept

falling down, but although they were fast, the distance between them and the

wolves behind them was still gradually getting closer.

During the period, a few vigorous wolves even broke through the barrier and

rushed towards them. If it weren't for the two magic cannons fired by Gandalf,

everyone must have been overtaken by now.

However, even though he escaped a pounce, the situation was still very

unfavorable to everyone.

Seeing that everyone was so panic-stricken, Carl couldn't help saying

again: "Gandalf, I think we can really fight, you have to try to believe me!"

"No!" Gandalf refused directly.

Karl was going crazy sometimes, he knew that, so there was nothing to be

done with him.

Thinking about it, he also tightly grabbed Carl's sleeve, but he was afraid

that he would take the opportunity to turn around and bite.

"Okay." Reluctantly, Karl had no choice but to continue to run.

The old man Gandalf really needs to be beaten, no, he needs to be trained.

He has to reason with him when he has time.

There is a lot of experience behind him, but Carl can only let Gandalf drag

him forward, how can this make him not feel heartache?

The crowd kept running to the north, but A Zuoge was chasing after him

closely, forming a tug-of-war, whoever stopped first would lose.

…

All the people were exhausted like dogs at this moment, and even the

dwarves, known for their endurance, couldn't help panting heavily at this

moment.

Bilbo, the hobbit, was even more miserable. He only felt that his lungs

were about to explode. Although he was agile, his stamina was not as good as

that of the dwarves.

Gandalf saw all this in his eyes, but he could only be anxious, because he

was not proficient in recovery magic and could not help everyone recover.

"You can't escape, Sorin, give up struggling, let me cut off your head, and

apologize for what you did!" Azog shouted.

At this moment, his heart is full of joy, and the greatest joy in life may

be here for him.

Nothing gives him greater pleasure than seeing his enemy, struggling on the

verge of life and death, left to himself to control his fate.

As soon as Azuoge finished speaking, Karl's ears twitched slightly, then he

suddenly raised his head and looked forward.

That is--

"Whoosh!" The shadow of a golden arrow struck.

"Get down!" Before he had time to say more, Karl quickly raised his foot

and kicked Gandalf's waist, and then rolled away behind the tree roots.

Everyone was startled when they saw Karl's sudden movement. Although they

were a little puzzled, they didn't react too slowly, and quickly got down on

the ground.

"What happened?" Zheng was wondering.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" Behind the dark dense forest, there were countless

breaking wind sounds.

"Ahhh~"

"Aww~"

Along with the sound of breaking wind, there were countless howls of wolves

and the screams of Orcs behind him.

When everyone looked up, they found that there were bursts of arrows.

Azuoge was also shocked, seeing the subordinates who kept falling beside

him, his mind couldn't help shaking.

Frightened, the arrow stopped suddenly, and then figures in silver armor

emerged from behind the tree shadows and rushed towards them.

"Damn it!" A Zuoge cursed in his heart as he looked at the formidable

enemy. It turned out to be those damn elves.

"Withdraw! Withdraw!" He roared angrily, obviously, only a little bit, just

a little bit to get revenge.

He was very unwilling, but seeing the large and well-equipped elf team, he

knew that this opportunity could only slip away from him.

A Zuoge led the wolf cavalry to break through and escape, but the slowmoving ones were hacked to the ground by the silver-armored elves who were

chasing up.

Finally, after everything was calm, everyone finally raised their heads

slowly.

Karl was the first to react, but after seeing the decorations of the elves,

he quickly grabbed two handfuls of dirt on the ground and wiped it on his face,

but immediately wiped his face.

Gandalf rubbed his old waist, and slowly got up from the corner, just in

time to see Carl's movements, feeling a little puzzled in his heart.

But before he had time to ask, he saw the Orcs who had left in

embarrassment, and the team of elves that suddenly appeared in front of them,

with a long-lost smile on their faces.

Because...they're already in Rivendell!

Rivendell is located on the northern edge of the Misty Mountains. Here is

the birthplace of the clear and beautiful Bruinen River. Here, there are wide

and peaceful plains and high mountains and green valleys.

The so-called green mountains and beautiful waters, fairyland on earth,

like fog and illusion, maybe this is what they are talking about.

…

The place is so beautiful, even more intoxicating than the Shire.

Bilbo stared at his big eyes, looking at the beautiful valleys and rivers

around him, as well as those cleverly located houses, bridges, and mouths, but

he couldn't help but grow up.

Just smelling the air can make people feel refreshed and refreshed.

Hearing Bilbo's praise, Gandalf smiled and affirmed:

"Of course, this is a beautiful and rich place to live. We can take the

opportunity to rest here, enjoy delicious food, and then continue on the road."

Gandalf and the elves have a good relationship, and this is the territory

of his good friend Elrond, so when he heard these words of praise, he felt a

little proud in his heart.

Sorin on the side was really upset when he heard the words.

Although this place was indeed a fairyland, it still couldn't make him feel

the slightest joy. Because, Gandalf...had tricked him.

Now if he didn't know that he was led astray by Gandalf, then he didn't

deserve to be called Thorin.

This unremarkable, kind and kind old wizard planned to bring them to

Rivendell from the very beginning, thanks to his foolish trust in him at the

beginning.

Although he knew that Gandalf did this out of good intentions, he still

harbored grudges in his heart.

Dwarves are inherently hostile to elves, as is well known in Middle-earth.

As the king of the dwarves, Sorin naturally has deep prejudices against the

elves, so it is inevitable for Sorin to be angry with Gandalf who deceived him.

He didn't want to face these lofty elves, especially when he was so down

and out.

However, up to now, he seems to have no way to change this bad situation,

because they have already come in.

Following the guidance of the elf captain, everyone was welcomed into the

resplendent hall.

"Gandalf, my king will come, please wait a moment." After saluting to

Gandalf, the head guard quietly retreated.

The elves here evidently knew Gandalf, and everyone treated him with

respect and obedience.