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.
He was thinking about Carl's words, reminiscing about the past, trying to find points that would clear up his doubts.
Everyone didn't make a sound, and the crack seemed a little quiet.
...
I don't know how long it took, when a dull and deep "click" sound suddenly came.
I don't know when the dwarves who had fallen asleep were awakened by the shock.
It seems that God likes to joke with everyone, but the originally solid mountain peaks broke apart because they could not withstand the erosion of wind and snow.
And the place where it breaks is exactly on the crack where Carl and others rested.
Then,
"Ah-ah-ah-!"
A hurried scream resounded through the mountain, and came from a distance...
One after another figure kept falling.
"Bang bang bang!" Like dumplings that fell into the water, and sandbags that fell to the ground, everyone fell on the rocks one by one, causing bursts of dust.
Carl drew out his long sword, plunged into the side of the rock wall, and started sparks, but it wasn't as bad as the fall.
Everyone slowly got up, and they couldn't help rubbing their old waist, screaming in pain.
"Damn, Laozi almost broke his waist!"
"Bilbo, get off me..."
"Haha, sorry."
...
After a while, everyone packed up, and after a while, they finally recovered. However, when they noticed where they were now, they couldn't help but wonder.
Where did they fall?
Carl also looked around, and when he saw the surrounding scenery, his heart suddenly moved.
This seems to be an amazing place.
The place where they are at the moment is a huge underground cave, no, or a mine cave is more appropriate.
The surrounding rock walls are all traces of manpower digging out. The rocks are rugged, and oil lamps are hung between the stone crevices, reflecting the dark pits in grayish yellow.
Between the scattered steep rock walls and pillars, there are ropes or simple wooden bridges, forming a plank road, which spreads far ahead, and there is no end in sight.
Although the decoration under the cave is very simple, everyone can see it at a glance. Here, it must be the residence of some kind of intelligent creature.
Just thinking about it, a strange cry suddenly came from the top of everyone's heads.
"Ah--an enemy broke in!" The voice was hoarse and sharp, like a frosted stone constantly scraping across the floor.
Everyone looked up, but found a gray head standing on top of a huge stone peak, looking at them with horror.
When Gandalf saw the creature that suddenly made a sound, his expression changed, and he hurriedly shouted: "No, let's go, 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 smell.
Most of these skinny dark creatures are located under the major mountains.
For example, the Blue Mountains in the Western Land and the Ash Mountains in the southeast corner all have their presence.
However, the largest number of goblin groups in that mountain range is the Misty Mountains.
In the underground of this huge mountain range from north to south, the Misty Mountains, there are countless goblin nests, and each nest has at least thousands of goblins living in it.
And these skinny creatures who are short in stature and do not like sunlight are not very strong in single strength.
However, once the number exceeds the size, it can also bring painful memories to travelers who have strayed into their lair.
And now, there is no doubt that they must have fallen into one of the nests.
Therefore, as Gandalf's cry fell, the crowd had already begun to run away.
"There are enemies! There are enemies!" The goblin on his head was still shouting, but the next moment, Carl's arrow pierced his head and swayed and fell into the abyss below.
"This way." The crowd followed behind Sorin, burying their heads and constantly running over the steep rock walls, occasionally stepping on the wooden planks and rope bridges that looked wobbly and might fall apart at any time.
But everyone's "hurried" escape did not escape the pursuit of the goblins who began to appear one after another.
As the so-called pull one hair and move the whole body, it may describe the current scene.
At this moment, the entire goblin lair exploded with the cry of the original goblin.
The goblins that were like ants bursting out of their nests, like a flood burst, rushed towards Carl and the others fiercely, trying to devour them.
Everyone's scalp was numb, and Gandalf's hands trembled slightly. There are too many goblins, and if they are trapped, it will be troublesome.
However, Carl, who fell behind him, looked at the scene behind him with a smile on his face.
"Just a little more, keep chasing! Brave little guys." His original discomfort from suddenly falling into the crack disappeared, and he only felt excited.
With so many goblins, how much experience would it bring him?
Everyone still tried their best to escape, like a poor mouse being chased and beaten, burrowing when there was a hole, and hiding when there was a sound.
But after running for too long, the scenery in front of me suddenly changed, and then I suddenly became cheerful.
Looking up, they found that they had rushed into a wider underground cave. Taking a closer look, it is found that the surrounding plank roads extend in all directions, horizontally and vertically, like spider webs.
And on the wooden platforms that the plank road bridges lead to, they are also densely covered with goblins.
Those goblins, because of Carl's sudden introduction, turned their heads one after another, their faces slightly stunned.
When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help being silent for a while, but then they wanted to cry without tears.
They... actually ran to the center of the goblin's lair?
Seeing such a large number of goblins, everyone knew without much thought that they were running in the wrong direction.
If they had known that this was the center of the lair, they would definitely not have chosen to go this way.
Now, everything is too late. There is a large group of goblins in front of and behind them, what should they do?
...
"Prepare to fight!" Thorin shouted loudly, pulling out the long sword from his waist.
"Cangcangcang!" All the dwarves showed their weapons and surrounded each other, forming an alert fighting stance, ready to meet the attacks of these countless goblins.
The goblins behind them had already caught up at the moment, seeing that Sorin and the others had nowhere to escape, but 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 - dares to break into my kingdom!"