The residents of Changhe Town shouted enthusiastically and expressed their unprecedented support for Dragon Slayer Bard, which made it very difficult for the timid and cunning mayor to handle it.

As the townspeople said, he is indeed a selfish and cowardly mayor who only cares about earning copper coins. Even at this time when he is being questioned by the people, he does not dare to break up with the public opinion head-on.

Seeing that his position as mayor and the power that came with it might be in jeopardy, the mayor, who had just escaped for his life when faced with the attack of the evil dragon Smaug, quickly thought of an effective move.

Diverting the attention of the survivors can also make Bard the Dragon Slayer, who threatens his position as mayor, commit suicide in River Town.

Soon, all the survivors saw the hunched-over mayor with a slightly wretched expression changing from a panicked look at the beginning to a proud and contented face. They only heard him say loudly:

"I admit that I have underestimated the archer Bard in the past, our great and heroic dragon slayer! It can be said that tonight the people of our town were lucky enough to survive from the evil dragon sleeping under the mountains, all thanks to Bard.

Germany and all the warriors who stood up. For these warriors who have sacrificed a lot to defend their homeland, they deserve everyone's support and rewards. But, townspeople, why?"

When they heard the mayor stand up and speak in a loud voice that no one had ever heard before, the townspeople who were originally dissatisfied with him were immediately frightened.

Seeing that he had initially shocked the noisy townspeople, the treacherous mayor continued: "Why should I become the target of your dissatisfaction? With all due respect, I, like everyone else, have been influenced by that ancient violence that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

The rich songs have deceived the mind. Think about it carefully, who took advantage of our kindness to strangers and our hope for a better life? It was the dwarves! And what about those dwarves who killed a thousand people? How did they repay us?

It angered the evil dragon and sent everyone dragon flames and destroyed their homes. If we need to choose someone who should seek compensation for the evil dragon's attack on us, it should only be those greedy and treacherous dwarves!"

It must be said that the articulate mayor is simply born to be a speaker and careerist who is good at confusing people.

As the first deserter who was criticized verbally and verbally by the people, he successfully made the townspeople turn their anger on Thorin and the other dwarves with just these few speeches.

After the mayor's speech ended, the crowd immediately erupted into a wave of curses and shouts that was almost like a landslide and tsunami.

Almost every family in the town had relatives who were killed or injured under the evil dragon's attack. They were immediately swallowed up by the anger of losing their loved ones and having their homes destroyed. They all turned around and cursed the gang of scourge dwarves who had brought them death and destruction.

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It has to be said that the townspeople, whose minds were dominated by anger, had forgotten that a few days ago it was they who sang and danced as if they were welcoming the great savior, enthusiastically welcoming the arrival of the dwarves.

But at this moment, everyone's angry behavior outweighed their rationality, but in the eyes of Bard, the archer who had just succeeded in slaying the dragon, it was so ignorant and useless. He knew that at this moment, they had lost their home, and almost every household was facing the misery of wearing sackcloth and mourning.

Under the circumstances, there is no point in wondering who brought the evil dragon.

If we want everyone to live a good life together, we still need to solve the urgent problem of the most important supplies and new gathering places at the moment!

"Stupid!" Bard said: "Why vent your energy and anger on these poor guys? There is no doubt that they must have died in the fire before Smaug flew here."

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that the treasures in the mountains were unguarded, so he fell silent. He thought of what the mayor said, of rebuilding the town of River Valley and casting countless golden bells. Everything was as long as he could find it.

Human power can do it!

Finally, he spoke: "Sir, this is not the time to be angry or complain. We still have work to do. I still obey your leadership, but maybe after a while, I will consider your suggestions and be willing to

Follow my men and go north."

After making his decision, Bud immediately walked out of the crowd and began to focus on arranging everyone to work in groups to take care of the injured.

Faced with all this, the mayor who dared to be angry and dare not speak out after winning the popularity of Bader could only glare at his back, but did not dare to do other actions that might arouse everyone's anger.

Wherever Bard goes, he can hear townspeople who believe in the legends and songs of sudden wealth talking about the ownerless treasures. People believe that the wealth in the mountains is enough to rebuild the towns destroyed by the evil dragon.

, and even allowed them to have enough money to buy southern luxuries, which ignited their infinite hope.

There were not enough places to shelter from the wind and rain, and there was not enough food. Many people became unwell because of excessive grief or catching cold. Those who escaped unscathed originally died because of this. In the following days, people experienced quite a lot.

Severe famine and epidemics.

At the same time, Bud took on the responsibility of leading everyone. He arranged the operation of everything, but always in the name of the mayor. He racked his brains in arranging people's accommodation and food and clothing. If no one lends a helping hand

, probably most of the people will die in the following cold winter. Fortunately, help arrived soon; because Bard made a prompt decision and sent a messenger along the river into the forest to ask for the help of the Wood Elf King. On the third day after Smaug's death,

The messengers met a group of troops who had just set off.

The Elf King had received information from the birds that were friendly to his people and understood the general story of the matter. In the wasteland caused by the evil dragon, almost all winged creatures were in commotion, and the air was filled with circling sounds.

Birds, their messengers began to circle around, chirping excitedly. Soon, the news spread to Mirkwood: "Smaug is dead!"

"The unfortunate Thorin Oakenshield and the rest of his companions, their small bodies may have been burned clean by the dragon with dragon fire." The king said: "If he stays here and continues to be my guest,

Maybe you can save your life."

Even the Elf King has not forgotten the huge amount of wealth buried in the hall of the dwarf palace at the foot of the mountain that seems to be unguarded at the moment. They are indeed here to seek wealth.

Therefore, Bard's messenger met this extremely sophisticated elven army.

However, when the arrogant Elf King received a request for help from the Dragon Slayer Bard of Changhe Town, he still made the decision to agree to the help of the human townspeople. Soon, the Elf army that originally marched towards the Lonely Mountain quickly

He turned around and started heading towards the ruins of Changhu Town along the underground river.

When the wise and far-sighted Elf King received the request for help from the survivors of Changhu Town, he not only changed the direction of the march of the troops, but also dispatched a lot of emergency supplies such as food, clothing, etc. from his underground kingdom to ship there.

Long Lake for relief.

The elves moved very quickly. Although in this era, they were no longer as familiar with the rugged terrain between the long lake and the forest as before, their progress was still not slow. Five days after the dragon died, they came

Arrive at the ruins by the lake.

As expected, people welcomed their arrival, and the mayor and humans were ready to exchange considerable terms for the Elf King's future assistance.

They quickly planned everything. The old, weak, women, children and the mayor stayed, and many craftsmen and elves also stayed in the area to work day and night. They cut down trees, collected driftwood from the river, and built many huts by the lake.

Prepared to withstand the cold winter.

Under the mayor's plan, they began to build a bigger and better new town, but the location was different from the previous one. The townspeople, who had lingering feelings for the evil dragon, insisted on avoiding the burial place where the evil dragon fell to death.

In the presence of the dragon-slaying warrior Bard, not many people dared to cross this cursed place. All the surviving townspeople wished they could stay as far away from the corpse of the dragon as possible after it fell.

All the remaining adult men who could bear arms, and most of the Elf King's troops, were all preparing to march to the mountains to the north. In this way, eleven days after the death of the evil dragon, their troops crossed the rocks on the other side of the lake,

Entering the wasteland created by the evil dragon.

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In fact, while the human townspeople and elves were running around, the dwarves on the other side were not idle at all.

The night when the dragon Smaug flew away from the Lonely Mountain, Bilbo, like all the dwarves, did not dare to relax his vigilance against the sky all night long.

Even though Bilbo was not scheduled to attend the vigil that night, the hobbit snitch, who had faced the terrifying power of the dragon's fire, was still contented to not sleep at all.

Compared to the dwarf who has never faced an evil dragon directly, only he who has experienced it knows how terrifying the evil dragon is.

And just such a terrifying giant dragon whose wings stretched out like mountains covering the sky and sun, now became the enemy of this group of people.

Thinking of this, Bilbo felt that he had more reason to stay up all night to guard against the dragon's attack.

His vigilance lasted until the next morning.

What made him feel tired was that there was not much chaotic movement in the sky all night long.

The only thing that can be called very abnormal is the flock of birds flying around at the edge of the curtain.

Huge numbers of birds continued to fly from the south, and the crows that were originally active in the mountains began to circle in the sky.

Obviously, Bilbo was not the only one who was curious about the abnormal phenomena in the sky. At least Thorin, who called the Lonely Mountain home more than a hundred years ago, showed some doubts about the birds in the sky.

"Something strange must have happened," Thorin said: "This is not the normal time for migratory birds to migrate. In my opinion, these flying birds must have been frightened by some terrible enemies, and those scavenging birds are all

It flew out, there must have been a fierce battle nearby!"

After hearing Thorin's judgment, Bilbo pointed forward and said: "Look at the old black bird flying over, we have seen it before! Don't you dwarf legends often say that the black crow is connected to your soul? Is it possible that it recognizes it?

Have you revealed your identity as Durin dwarves?"

Just as Bilbo said, there was indeed an old black bird that flew very slowly and flew towards the direction of everyone.

The old black bird flew for a while, and finally stopped on a nearby rock. It flapped its wings, chirped for a while, and then tilted its head as if listening to something.

"I think it wants to tell us something," Balin said: "It would be great if someone could understand this bird song. I believe such a wise old blackbird must have recognized our identity before he dared to come over and inform us. So, Bilbo, do you understand?"

"I don't think I understand." Bilbo shook his head.

"I really hope it's just a bird!" Balin said.

"I thought you didn't like them! You seemed to hate them when we came here."

"Those are crows! They are very evil birds. They usually have no respect for the dwarves. Compared to their rudeness, the Crows are different. Those intelligent birds have fought with the Turin tribe. The dwarf people are very close. As allies who help each other, they usually act as our spies and messengers. This loyalty will even be passed down from generation to generation along with their wisdom.

This place used to be called Wuqiu, and a very wise Duwu couple once made it their home. I even thought its name was Lao Kake!"

Before he finished speaking, the black bird flew out with a croak.

"Maybe we can't understand what it's saying, but this old bird seems to understand what we're saying," Balin said. "I suggest you stay calm. Maybe this bird can find a companion who can speak human language." Woolen cloth!"

Not long after, there was a sound of flapping wings outside. The blackbird flew back again, and there was also a rather poor-looking Duwu.

Compared to the black bird, this newcomer is even more miserable. It is a blind bird, so it flies awkwardly, and the hair on its head is completely bald. It clumsily flies in front of the dwarves. He landed, his wings hanging feebly at his sides, and walked towards Thorin.

"Oh, Thorin, son of Thorne, and Balin, son of Fountain," it quacked: "I am Rock, son of Carker. Although my father died decades ago, I have never forgotten what my father said. I’m here to provide you with information as the leader of the Crows in the mountains. Listen to me, the birds are coming back to the river valleys and mountains from all directions because the news of Smaug’s death has spread!”

"Smaug is dead?" the dwarves shouted in unison: "The dragon is dead! The old enemy who once occupied the lone mountain of the Turin dwarves and countless treasures is dead. The treasures in that mountain are all ours!"

When they heard the news of Smaug's death, the dwarves who hated the evil dragon all smiled happily and even danced on the spot to celebrate.

"You don't have to doubt the authenticity of the news of Smaug's death, because this news was reported by the black bird with his own eyes." Rock said: "This black bird once witnessed the death of the dragon. Last night, it saw The dragon was shot from the sky while fighting Yinsigar's humans."

It took Thorin a long time to calm down the dwarves and continue to listen to the news brought by Duwu.
Chapter completed!