Who broke into my kingdom!

The wind and snow were still blowing outside, and everyone seemed to have settled down at the moment. The dwarves were dozing off, and Gandalf was closing his eyes to rest.

He was thinking about Carl's words while recalling the past, trying to find points that could unravel his doubts.

Everyone was silent, and there was a little silence in the crack.

…

After an unknown amount of time, a dull and deep "click" sound suddenly came.

The dwarves who had fallen asleep at some point were awakened by the shock.

It seems that God likes to play jokes on people, but the originally seemingly solid mountain broke apart because it could not withstand the erosion of wind and snow.

And the broken place happened to be on the crack where Karl and others were resting.

then, "Ah-ah-ah-ah!"

One after another hurried shouts resounded through the mountain peak, spreading far away...

A series of figures kept falling.

"Bang bang bang!" Like dumpling falling into the water or sandbags falling to the ground, everyone fell onto the stone one by one, causing waves of dust to rise.

Karl drew out his long sword, plunged into the rock wall beside him, and sparked a series of sparks, but he didn't fall so badly.

Everyone slowly got up, and they couldn't help rubbing their old waists, screaming in pain.

"Damn it, I almost broke my waist!"

"Bilbo, get off of me..."

"Haha, sorry."

...

Everyone tidied up, took a while, and finally recovered. However, when they noticed where they were now, they couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Where did they fall?

Karl also looked around, and when he saw the surrounding scenery clearly, his heart suddenly moved.

This looks like an amazing place.

The place they are at now is a huge underground cave, no, or a mine is more appropriate.

The surrounding rock walls are full of traces dug out by manpower. The strange rocks are jagged, and oil lamps are hung between the cracks of the rocks, illuminating the originally dark and huge potholes in grayish yellow.

And among the scattered precipitous rock walls and pillars, there are either ropes or simple wooden bridges hanging, forming plank roads, which spread far ahead, and there is no end in sight.

Although the decoration under the cave is very simple, everyone can tell at a glance that this place must be the residence of some kind of intelligent creature.

Just as he was thinking, a strange cry suddenly came from above everyone's

heads.

"Ah—an enemy has broken in!" The voice was hoarse and sharp, as if frosted stones were constantly scraping across the floor.

Everyone looked up, but found a gray head standing on top of a huge stone peak, looking at them in horror.

Gandalf's expression changed when he saw the creature that suddenly made a sound, and he quickly shouted: "No, hurry up, it's a goblin!"

The faces of the dwarves and Bilbo changed slightly.

Goblin is a dark creature with gray skin, pointed nose and pointed ears, short stature, and dirty and smelly body.

Most of these thin dark creatures are distributed under the major mountain ranges.

For example, the blue mountains in the western land and the ashen mountains in the southeastern corner all have their presence.

However, in terms of which mountain range has the largest number of goblins, it is the Misty Mountain Range.

In the underground of this huge mountain range from north to south - the Misty Mountains, there are countless goblin lairs, and each lair has at least a thousand goblins living there.

And these thin creatures that are short in stature and don't like sunlight are not very powerful individually.

However, once the number exceeds the scale, it can also give painful memories to travelers who stray into their lair.

And now, without a doubt, they must have fallen into one of the lairs.

Therefore, as Gandalf's cry fell, everyone started running wildly.

"There are enemies! There are enemies!" The goblin on the head was still yelling, but the next moment, it was pierced by Karl's arrow and fell into the abyss below.

"This way." The crowd followed Sorin, burying their heads and running over the steep rock walls. From time to time, they had to step on those wooden plank roads and rope bridges that looked rickety and might fall apart at any time.

But the people's "frantic" escape failed to avoid the pursuit of those goblins who began to appear one after another.

As the saying goes, one hair can move the whole body, perhaps this describes the current scene.

At this moment, the entire goblin nest exploded following the cry of the first goblin.

The goblins, like ants coming out of a nest, rushed towards Karl and the others ferociously, trying to devour them.

Everyone's scalp was numb, and Gandalf's hands trembled slightly. There are too many goblins, if they are trapped, it will be troublesome.

However, Carl, who fell behind, looked at the scene behind him with a smile on his face.

"A little more, keep chasing! Brave little guys." His original unhappiness because he fell into the crack suddenly disappeared, and he only felt that his heart was full of excitement.

With so many goblins, how much experience would that bring him.

Everyone was still trying their best to escape, like poor mice being chased and beaten, they would burrow into any hole and hide when they made a sound.

But after running for too long, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and then suddenly became brighter.

Looking up, they found that they rushed into a wider underground cave.

Taking a closer look, I found that the surrounding plank roads extend in all directions, horizontally and vertically, like spider webs.

And on the wooden platforms led by those plank road bridges, they are also densely covered with goblins.

Those goblins turned their heads one after another because of Karl's sudden introduction, their faces slightly dazed.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help being silent for a while, and then they wanted to cry but had no tears.

They... actually ran into the middle of the goblin lair?

Seeing such a large number of goblins, everyone knew without thinking too much that they were going in the wrong direction.

If they had known that this was the center of the lair, they definitely would not have chosen to go this way.

Now, everything is too late. There are a large group of goblins in front of and behind them, what should they do?

...

"Get ready to fight!" Thorin shouted loudly, pulling out the long sword from his waist.

"Cang Cang Cang!" All the dwarves showed their weapons and gathered together, forming a defensive fighting posture, ready to face the attack of countless goblins.

The goblins behind had already caught up at this moment. Seeing that Sorin and the others had nowhere to escape, they were standing three meters away, screaming continuously.

But at this moment, a loud cry suddenly came from the depths of the cave:

"Who—who—dare to break into my kingdom!"