The starry sky at night was exceptionally bright. Looking at Carl, who was staring blankly at the sky, Gandalf walked over slowly.
Sometimes he couldn't see through the thoughts and thoughts of his "old friend."
He asked, "Carl, what are you thinking?"
"Me?" Carl didn't turn around, still looking up at the night, smiling. "I was thinking, why is the brightest star in the west so charming?"
Hearing this, Gandalf raised his head.
But when he saw what Carl was referring to, he couldn't help laughing: "Of course, it's charming. After all, it's the light of the stars of Arendil!"
Gandalf said, looking at the star; his eyes could not help but start to become confused, as if he was remembering something.
Carl looked at Gandalf, who was in the memory, but couldn't help but glance at him. Sure enough, this old wizard really likes to be sentimental.
Carl clearly knew the identities of all races and human beings in Middle-earth, and he also knew the roots of Gandalf's footsteps. Therefore, Carl also knew why Gandalf remembered the star in the western sky.
In fact, the star in the sky cannot be said to be a star because it did not hang in the sky originally.
That object radiating dazzling light was an extraordinary thing created by the High Elves, and it was the "source of scourge" that once plunged Middle-earth into chaos and war.
That's the Silmarillion.
However, now that everything has passed, the history that belongs to it has been submerged, and it has become a star, and it is no longer possible to bring any influence to the world. At best, it can make some survivors of the era take a fancy to two eyes and then reminisce about it.
"What a pity!" Carl shook his head, but he wanted to see what magic this thing had so that the elves of that era of Middle-earth could be so crazy.
However, the things that have been turned into history are already untouchable, and he will not take it too seriously. Everything has to look forward.
After thinking about it, he glanced at Gandalf who was still looking at him, but turned around and left slowly.
When Gandalf came back to his senses, he found that Carl had disappeared without knowing when.
He smiled and shook his head, letting go of the past for a while.
The next day, everyone packed up again and set off again.
"Huhuhu~" came the rapid breathing sound, and a group of agile figures reminded the huge giant wolves that were constantly flashing and traversing the barren hills.
"Roar!" In the Mercedes-Benz, a humanoid creature on the wolf suddenly let out a roar, and then the giant wolves changed their direction and rushed towards a mountain.
Within half a minute, they all rushed to the top of the mountain.
Azog jumped off the Warg's back, looked at a pile of charcoal fires on the ground that had been burned out, crouched down, and stretched out his hand. Still warm!
Climbing onto the wolf's back again, with a loud roar, the wolves began to step forward again, panting heavily, and running towards the front.
On the Warg, the fierce flames in Azog's eyes were about to spew out.
He had called all the Warg cavalry around, divided into ten teams, searched for almost all night, but finally found something.
way forward.
"Gandalf, how far do we have to go to get out of this hell?" Thorin asked with a slight frown.
He always felt that the journey was a little strange, but he couldn't tell.
Carl heard the words, but he snickered in his heart, Gandalf, this old boy, is not very honest.
Sure enough, Gandalf opened his mouth and said: "Sorin, after walking through this hill, and then passing by the Bouruineng River, and then walking a short distance in the middle, the Misty Mountains are in front of us, and when we cross the Misty Mountains, we will go again. After passing through the dark and dense forest, the Lonely Mountain is not far away."
Seeing that Gandalf had indeed made a plan, Thorin still had some doubts in his heart, but he was relieved. Gandalf should not dare to lie to him.
Carl listened clearly on the side, and what Gandalf said on the surface did not seem to be a problem, but if you tasted it carefully, where did his so-called "walking in the middle" go? Who will know?
After crossing the Brauineng River, there is a road leading to the Misty Mountains, but there is a road leading to Rivendell, what is Gandalf's calculation?
Everyone began to walk with their heads down again. Although they were all strong, they still had to maintain their stamina. After all, they didn't know how long the road ahead was.
When a wolf howl suddenly came, the faces of everyone changed.
"It's a wolf!" Sorin raised his eyes and looked at the hills in the distance, but found a shadow that moved slightly. .
He would not admit wrong, these notorious wolf cavalry.
Hearing the word Warg, everyone suddenly understood in their hearts.
It was the brutal, ugly orcs who came. Orcs are not only enemies of elves and humans, but also enemies of dwarves.
"Run down the mountain, there are bushes over there!" Sorin shouted quickly, no way, the Orc's wolf cavalry is not weak, and in this unshaded place, the power of these cavalry will be more significantly improved, so Only look for favorable terrain to block.
As for going directly?
Thorin never thought about it, firstly because he didn't know the specific number of cavalry behind him, and there were only 13 dwarves under him.
Second, of course, because the purpose of his visit this time is to get back his wealth, not to fight, so why fight?
Looking at the dwarves fleeing in a hurry, Carl did not move.
"Carl, what are you waiting for, hurry up!" Gandalf tugged at the edge of Carl's shirt, but he couldn't pull it.
"Gandalf, you go first, I want to try the power of this sword," Carl explained.
Of course he won't leave, and someone came to the door after a long time, how could he leave so easily?
"Are you crazy? How can you try your sword like this?" Gandalf was speechless.
"Foolishness!" Carl glanced at Gandalf, but two words came out of his mouth, and then continued, "The ancestors once said that practice is the only way to test the truth, since you want to know whether this sword is as powerful as you said, you must go to the battlefield and fight the enemy with real swords and guns before you can draw a conclusion."
Gandalf was speechless at Carl's words. He lived for thousands of years, but it was the first time someone called him stupid, which was an eye-opener.
But thinking of Carl's brain circuit, he also knew that he couldn't persuade this guy at all at this moment, sighed sadly, but stayed.
"What? Do you want to fight with me?" Carl couldn't help but glance at him when he saw that the old man had stayed.
"Of course, you saved me anyway. If I leave like this, wouldn't I be sorry for you? I don't seem to owe you a favor," Gandalf explained.
Hearing this, Carl secretly laughed in his heart, this old thing is still a Tsundere?
However, I have to say that although this old boy Gandalf is sometimes a little "dirty", he is quite kind in his heart.
This is to make Carl embarrassed to pit him.