The orcs felt very bad. Since the extraordinary battle in the late second era, their co-lord, the Demon Lord Sauron, was defeated, and the entire orc tribe has been under pressure.

But the Demon Lord Sauron did not really die. As Maia, Sauron was immortal. He lost only his own strength and the physical form that existed in the Arda world.

In fact, as early as about a thousand years of the Third Age, Sauron had quietly returned to the fortress he had established, Dogurdo, and recruited soldiers as a necromancer.

Orcs are the first race in the entire Middle Earth world to know the return of the Demon Lord. Now, whether it is the orc group in the north, the Mordor in the south, or the Ruen in the east, they are quietly accumulating their strength.

The orcs in the south are busy attacking the Kingdom of Gondor and the Kingdom of Rohan. Now, under the leadership of the Witch King Angma, they have successfully attacked Minas Ishir and renamed Minas Ishir to the Minas Kourt, and Gondor is joining forces with Rohan to Gonmodo.

The mission of the Northern Orcs is to conquer Smaug, the last dragon in the world, and then join forces with Dongfang Ruon to attack the Iron Hills, connecting the entire East with the North, and digging out the opponent's nest.

Although Smaug is a proud dragon, it also belongs to the dark creatures, both the light races in Middle Earth and the individuals who can eliminate them quickly. Moreover, it once belonged to the subordinates of the great demon king Mogoth, just like the demon king Sauron, and it should be easier for them to unite together in theory.

However, at this critical moment, the orcs' spies among humans actually sent back news that the royal heir of the Turin dwarves actually planned to launch an expedition to regain Eribau, and Gandalf took the lead.

Others didn't know Gandalf's identity, but Sauron knew it very well, so he attached great importance to this matter, so he sent his most powerful orc commander to arrest the dwarf Thorin Oak Shield.

But he failed again and again, and Sauron lost face!

Therefore, Sauron had no more patience. He decided to send his most capable assistant back and then directly launched a war to ensure that no matter whether the dwarf succeeds or fails, the orc leader who pursued the dwarf changed from the most capable blasphemer Azog to the son of Azog.

But Borg, the reckless man, actually invaded the woodland kingdom directly, and had not found the dwarves and the group. After losing most of their troops, they accidentally found the smell of dwarves again from both sides of the Junlin River, but at this moment they had already walked away.

Another person who also feels unhappy is the elf prince Legolas. He vows to break up with his father! He wants to run away from home! He wants to anger his father to death and be anxious to death!

So this young man, who was over 2,000, slipped to the main entrance of the Woodland Kingdom as soon as he was persuaded to leave by his father, and then ran out directly and never came back.

When Serando I learned the news, Legolas had no idea how far he had run away. Serando I was so angry that he was helpless, but he was helpless. After all, he was his own cub and could not be beaten or scolded. Now, I will send it out for the society to beat him.

Thranduyi is now worried that this society will be beaten too much. What should I do if I encounter an orc? What should I do if I encounter a sheboy? What should I do if I encounter a goblin? What should I do if I am pulled to breed by a bad-hearted human? What should I do if I am pulled to breed it?

The father was worried about his son's journey. Although the old slutty Serrand-Duyi never showed it, he was really extremely concerned about his son. He just saw his son's face and remembered the scene when his deceased wife died in battle, and he was in a bad mood.

"My king, are we going to line up people to track down?"

Serand I instinctively wanted to agree, but at this moment he turned back to the king of the elf, "No, if he insists on going out, then let him go. If experience can make him mature, then I will choose to do this."

The reason he said this is because he knew Legolas's ability. Legolas is a very excellent archer, swordsman, and rider. If Legolas cannot solve things, a small team of elves' guards will not be able to do so, and they will even expose important goals. The most suitable solution is to let go.

"The child is really old, it's hard to deal with..."

"One more thing is to find out the origins of the orcs who attacked us?"

The supervisor replied: "The orcs did not reveal much information. They were just repeating and threatening, saying that darkness had returned and power was gathering, and the Middle Earth World Sutra was once again trapped in war, burning and sinking."

Serandoyi was silent for a while, and he thought of a terrible possibility, but... can that person really come back?

"What do you think?" asked the supervisor.

"I'm wondering if you're the same as I think."

"How could I be the same as you think? I know that there are not many Doomsday Wars... The last time was the legendary war on the plain of war. It is said that the Demon Lord Sauron did not really die, and he was still secretly accumulating strength... Oh, I think we are thinking the same now."

Serandui shook his head, hoping not, it was fine if he didn't think too much, but he was even more worried about that little boy Legolas when he thought too much.

Back to Ronan, they set out from the eastern gate of the Woodland Kingdom and drifted passionately, drifting from the upstream to the relatively gentle middle stream. The speed finally reached the end of the evening. At this time, the hunger of not having lunch defeated the excitement of starting from the Woodland Kingdom.

"Sorin, I think it's time for us to get ashore. We need a place to camp tonight, and we need rest and supper, too." Ronan suggested.

Thorin also looked at the sky and nodded in agreement.

Then they rowed to the shore, tied the boat to the big trees by the river, and then found a high open space on the bank to camp.

The two dwarves went out to find some edible mushrooms and wild fruits. No wild beasts in the forest were found. Everyone had no choice but to make soup with these mushrooms and fruits, as well as some dry food they carried with them. After eating them, they still couldn't completely satisfy their hunger. Everyone had to open the Lambas given by the elves.

"It smells so good..." Although the dwarves looked down on the elves, even the dwarves couldn't dislike the food given by Vera.

It was finally time to go to bed. Ronan skillfully set up his portable tent, and Taorell watched from the side until his work was done...

"Uh..." Ronan looked at Taurel and was in trouble, especially as the dwarves pulled Bilbo away.

Bilbo looked at Chili and Felli and asked in distress: "Why do you want to pull me? I still have to listen to Master Ronan telling stories..."

"What are you listening to telling stories? Don't delay Master Luo Nan creating a villain!"

"Make, make a villain?" Bilbo twitched his lips and looked at Ronan and Taurel with an awkward look. He is in his forties and doesn't know these things, but isn't it something that couples can do? No matter how they look at the relationship between the two, they have not reached this level, right?

Qili said with a clear look on his face: "This is your wrong thing. Feelings can be cultivated. We cannot stop them from cultivating their feelings."

"oh oh……"

Then Ronan and Taoreil were really trapped in the two-person world...

Luo Nan wanted to cry a little, no, Qili, why are you sure you want to do this? Isn’t she your official partner?

The two of them stood in front of the set tent, and the feeling of getting familiar with each other slowly while drifting was cooler.

They looked at each other, then turned their heads away, looked at each other again, turned their heads away, and said nothing.

The secretly monitored Qili, Philip and Bilbo: "…"

All three of us are worried about them.

"Uh...why are you going to sleep at night?" Luo Nan asked awkwardly.

Taorell smiled and replied, "My master, usually in the wild, we wood elves are used to sleeping in trees."

Ronan called out a clever and quickly stopped: "Tauriel, don't be so restrained, don't call me master, I'm not used to it."

"Okay, my master, but I don't know what sense calls you."

"Just call me Ronan. If you feel that you don't respect enough, you can call me Master Ronan like others. There is no need to use the word Master."

"Okay, Master Ronan."

"Uh... I think sleeping on a tree is neither safe nor comfortable. Actually, my tent space is quite large. Should I be together?"

This time it was the elf girl Taoriel, who trembled for a moment, and replied with red eyes: "Okay, my master."

Although Taoriel agreed, Ronan always felt that he was farther away from this elf girl at this moment.

"Did I do something wrong?" Ronan was confused.

Then Ronan crawled into his tent, and a few seconds later, Taurel also entered the tent with a red face.

Although this girl tried her best to show that everything was as usual, her stiff movements still betrayed her. Sure enough, this kind of thing was still too exciting for an uninformed girl (starting at three thousand years old).

"What's wrong with you? You're not here to help?" Ronan took out his sleeping bag, "Come on, you can grab this, let's spread this thing."

Tao Ruier is really angry. Isn’t this going to bury people alive and dig a hole by himself?

But Ronan is her nominal master, and she must obey Ronan's arrangements. This is the rules of this world. If she does not obey, she will have nowhere to stay.

The first sleeping bag was put into place, and Ronan took out another sleeping bag, "Come on, expand this one too."

The first one is the mat, and the second one is the quilt? Is it really going to start?

Taorell finally accepted his fate. Maybe this was the tragic fate of the Telere elves. They did not choose to move westward, they chose to give up, so they would never be noble without the group of their compatriots.

After all, who is she? She is just a lower-level Silfan elf. How can she decide her own destiny?

Ronan and Taurel finally unfolded their two sleeping bags, and after moving in this small space in the tent, they were really breathless.

A little tired, Ronan took off his coat, then opened his sleeping bag and lay in.

Then he looked at Taoriel and asked, "What are you still standing there? Go to bed quickly."

Oh my God, how could there be such a shameless person who is still lying there and letting others take the initiative, or is it a man?

Taoriel was red and he was stiff and wanted to pull Ronan's sleeping bag open.

Luo Nan was shocked and covered his chest and asked, "What do you want to do? Each of my sleeping bags can only sleep with one person, and two people are too crowded."

Taurel: "Ah?"

"Ah what?"

The elf girl's face turned redder. She quickly pulled open the other sleeping bag like Luo Nan just now and got in. The cold sleeping bag quickly warmed up, but she always felt that this sleeping bag was not as hot as her face.

Ronan was very surprised: "What's wrong with you? Why don't you talk?"

"Nothing, nothing to say, Master Ronan."
Chapter completed!