In front of the small ferry.
Balin, a dwarf with a white beard, and bud, a human, are still chatting.
"Why do you think I would be willing to help you?"
Looking at the dwarves in front of him, he was not only embarrassed, but also hurt almost everywhere. Obviously, he looked unusual. Bud couldn't help but want to talk more.
"Your shoes are not very good, and your coat is very old."
"With your excellent archery, I guess your family should have a large population."
Bahrain is comfortable with such problems.
The human Archer is very vigilant.
In order not to let the other party doubt, Bahrain did not dare to be too eager.
"How many children do you have?"
Bahrain continued to smile and try to get in touch with each other.
Maybe when I get to Changhu Town, I still need each other's help.
"Three, a boy and two girls."
Bud's calm face couldn't help smiling when he thought of his child.
"Then your wife must be a great beauty."
Bahrain continued to smile, but this time he said the wrong thing.
Bud was stunned, shook his head and said, "it used to be like this..."
Looking at each other's face, Bahrain immediately knew he had said the wrong thing and immediately said, "sorry..."
Bahrain and bud talked very well.
The dwarves behind him can't wait.
Grumpy godwalin couldn't stand the chatter of the two people. He couldn't help but say, "you two are really endless..."
Devalin's voice is not small.
Bud, who was not far away, immediately turned his head, looked at Balin with the white beard and asked, "are you in a hurry?"
Just then.
The dwarf bofo, who had been cleaning beside the ferry, suddenly fished a tall wine bucket down the water onto the bank, looked at the people and said, "it seems that these wine buckets don't want us. It looks good. Maybe we can sell some money by the way."
As soon as Beaufort opened his mouth, everyone's eyes immediately looked past.
Bud looked at the tall, exquisite, but scarred barrel not far away, and immediately frowned.
For a while, bud's eyes shifted from the tall barrel to the face of the dwarf with all white beard and hair.
He said in a deep voice, "I can take you into Changhu town."
"But you have to pay more."
ten minutes later.
The ferry carrying the expedition slowly left the ferry and headed for the waterway ahead.
At this time, it was dark and almost dusk.
On the bank shoal half an hour from the small ferry from which the expedition left.
A large group of ugly and ferocious orcs in armor appeared here.
It was Borg, the tall and burly Orc commander in steel spikes.
At this time, a little Orc leader stood beside Borg and said in a sharp voice, "leader, the smell of the dwarves is very strong. They must have stayed here for a long time."
Just then.
A Orc sniffing fiercely in the air looked for the smell and walked all the way to the Bank of the shoal.
Before long, the orc smelled a new mound of stones on the bank.
The smell in the air soon made the orcs lie on the mound and smell it.
After the orc sniffed a few mouthfuls, his eyes suddenly brightened. He immediately stood up and shouted to the orc troops not far away: "this way! This way!"
Heard the cry of the orcs below.
Borg immediately strode to the new mound with a group of orcs.
There was no need to find what the orcs on the mound said. After taking a few breaths, Borg immediately pointed to the mound below and said coldly, "dig it!"
As soon as the voice fell, three strong orcs around immediately came forward and fiercely scratched the mound in front of them with their armored hands.
Soon, the soil on the mound was quickly picked up by the three orcs.
A small body wrapped in old clothes appeared in front of the orcs.
Seeing the body, Borg immediately squatted down, stretched out his hand and violently tore open the clothes wrapped around the head of the short body.
Seeing the appearance of the corpse in front of him, Borg just said, "miscellaneous!"
Then he waved his hand.
The orcs, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately rushed up.
With the creepy sound of chewing and the sound of angry competition.
However, in just a few minutes, a relatively strong dwarf body was quickly eaten up by a group of orcs.
Not even a bone.
Coldly watched a group of orcs under their command compete for dwarf bones like wild animals.
Borg, the orc commander, looked ahead and ordered coldly, "keep moving!"
The voice fell, and the orc army screamed and ran forward along the river bank again.
Behind him was a bloody empty grave.
A bitter cold wind blew past.
Several Ravens with scarlet eyes and dark body stopped barking.
Jumping among the soil, pecking at the broken meat scattered on the ground.
......
The sky gradually faded down.
Fog slowly rose on the lake leading to Changhu town.
The weather became colder and colder because of the melting of the broken ice flowing into the long lake from the huge lonely mountain in the distance.
On the ferry.
Sorin oak shield stood in the bow, his hands around his chest, and calmly looked at the misty Lake ahead.
Bilbo hugged himself and sat around white bearded Bahrain like a crowd of dwarfs.
Morgan leaned against the mast and looked at Bahrain in front of him with equal interest.
Bahrain, surrounded by dwarves, was counting money.
On the wooden box in front of him, there were stacks of silver coins, a total of twelve stacks, which were the tolls of everyone.
"One, two, three... Eleven, twelve..."
"There are nine silver coins left."
"Come on, brothers, take out your money..."
Bahrain smiled and looked around.
Just now everyone has taken it once.
Even Morgan took out the two coins he had left.
"Really not..."
"Me too..."
"I even took out the money for my wife..."
The dwarves shook their heads like rattles.
Then Sorin oak shield turned his head.
Looking at gloyin sitting in front of Morgan, she said, "come on, I know you have."
Seeing the crowd looking over, groin immediately shook her head and said, "I've lost all my money for this expedition..."
"But my investment still has no hope, only pain and sadness..."
Groin said to herself, but suddenly found her friends standing up and looking at the sky on the side of the ferry.
He also quickly stood up and borrowed the faint light from the mast of the ferry.
He finally saw it faintly, across the lake: the huge mountain that once existed only in the mouth of the dwarves, and the towering snow-white mountain on the team map finally appeared in front of him.
"Thank God..."
"We're finally here..."
"Is that the lonely mountain?"
"I must marry two wives this time!"
"I'm not dreaming..."
"Pa..."
"Damn it, Beaufort, why did you hit me!"
"Hit you?"
"No, I'm just waking you up. I tell you, it's not a dream!"
"Ha ha..."
"Damn it, don't run..."
Through the long night.
The dawn in the East is white with fish maw.
Facing the first golden glow in late autumn.
In the morning fog, a ferry slowly sailed to the water town bathed in the bright sun.
Changhu town.