Chapter 276 The Worst Plan, Gandalf's Request

Aaron was a little confused. What was going on? Did the King of the Woodland offer him an olive branch?

The friendship of the elves was right in front of him, but after hesitating for a moment, Aaron shook his head and said, "Thank you for your appreciation, but Thorin and the others are my friends."

"Legolas can also be your friend." Thranduil smiled, "His character is ten thousand times stronger than that of the stubborn dwarves. You two will definitely get along well."

Aaron:......

Do you really have the nerve to say that? Who put us in the dungeon?

Puff!

An inappropriate laugh sounded in the tent, and Bilbo blinked awkwardly.

"Well... many people admire him, dwarves, Smaug, humans, and now elves."

"Wait." Gandalf asked unexpectedly, "You mean Smaug?"

"Smaug proposed to cooperate with Aaron when he was in Erebor, and they could create an unprecedented huge kingdom, but he refused."

After the voice fell, the human representatives, the elven king, and the gray-robed wizard in the big tent looked at Aaron in astonishment, not understanding what magic this child had to attract the favor of the dragon.

"Haha, don't look at me like that, it's embarrassing." Aaron said embarrassedly, "I'm just an ordinary magician, I just know a little bit of dragon language."

"Who are you?" Bard asked curiously, "Your ability and age are completely mismatched."

"Do you really want to know?"

Bard nodded blankly, and the others were also aroused by curiosity.

"Well, since you asked sincerely, I will tell you reluctantly." Aaron cleared his throat and said with his head held high, "I am the only heir of the Gaius family, and the best one in a hundred years. My father and grandfather both agree that I will restore the glory of the family, and in fact I am doing so now."

Everyone:......

He seemed to say something, but it seemed that he said nothing.

"Let's get back to the point!" Gandalf broke the inexplicable atmosphere in the big tent, "King Thranduil, three days can prove everything."

"But if I don't get what I want, then I can only fight." Thranduil said, "The anger of the elves is no less than that of the dwarves. I hope you, especially someone, will not let me down."

"Definitely not." Gandalf promised, "We have to go to Erebor and let Thorin inform Dain. His temper is even more violent. It will be bad if he can't control the Ironfoot Army."

"Wait." Aaron stopped him, his face became a little solemn, "I overlooked a problem. It takes at least two days for the orcs to reach Lonely Mountain. How early?"

"Then our time The time is shorter. If we march quickly, the enemy may arrive tomorrow."

"When tomorrow?" Aaron asked, "Morning, noon, or evening?"

Gandalf frowned and said thoughtfully, "If nothing unexpected happens, it should be noon."

"What if something unexpected happens?" Aaron looked at the slowly setting sun outside nervously, "This is a war, intelligence errors can be fatal, we have to prepare for the worst."

Gandalf was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he said in a panic, "Dawn, the fastest way is to dawn tomorrow, the orc army will be at the gates of the city."

"So soon?" Bilbo said that he couldn't accept it. They didn't even have time to prepare, and the enemy's army was about to kill them.

"It's that fast." Gandalf said anxiously, "King Thranduil, please prepare the army and be ready for battle at any time."

Thranduil frowned slightly and pondered, "The elves will line up in front of the Dale City tomorrow morning. You must explain it clearly to Oakenshield. If he misunderstands, I will not restrain myself."

"I will definitely try my best to convince him."

"Bard." Aaron said, "You should also prepare the people of the Long Lake for battle. It is better to believe it than not.

In addition, the gold you want may have to be postponed for a few days until this battle is over."

Bard nodded and walked out of the tent.

Gandalf also followed Aaron and Bilbo to Erebor.

When they arrived under the city wall, Gandalf looked at the hanging rope and inexplicably felt a hint of malice.

Can't we get a hanging basket? Is it really appropriate for him to use a rope to climb the city wall at his age?

"Gandalf." Qili on the city urged, "What are you standing there for? Grab the rope, we'll pull you up."

Gandalf shook his head helplessly, tied the rope around himself, and was pulled up by several dwarves.

"Why do you think his expression is so awkward?" Bilbo frowned.

"It will be even more awkward next." Aaron tied a knot with the rope for Bilbo, "Thorin is not so easy to persuade."

"That's right, it's troublesome to think about it."

Several people climbed up the city wall, and a group of dwarves immediately surrounded them.

"How did the talk go?" Balin asked, "What did Bard say?"

"If the money is in place, he won't start a war."

"That's good." Balin breathed a sigh of relief, "We can fight the elves, but there's really no need to fight humans."

"Gandalf, where have you been?" Bofur looked at him puzzled, "Why are you here so late?"

"Something big has happened, Bofur.

Where's Thorin? He must know about this."

"Thorin..." Balin paused for a moment, "He's sitting on the throne in the hall."

"Oh my God!" Gandalf rolled his eyes, "He's following in his grandfather's footsteps, and it's at this time."

"Not really!" Bilbo said, "He agreed with us He gave part of the gold to the people of the Long Lake!"

"That only proves that he could stay awake before, but it's hard to say now." Gandalf said with some tiredness, "Don't underestimate the magic of gold, and it's gold that has been occupied by the dragon for a long time. Anyone who walks into this mountain will be tainted by the evil breath of the dragon."

"Not everyone." Aaron looked at Bilbo, and then at the dozen dwarves next to him, "Absolutely not, I have confidence in Thorin, he will not become his grandfather."

"I hope so!" Gandalf sighed and walked down the stairs quickly.

Coming to the hall, the three stood in a sea of ​​gold coins and looked up at Thorin wearing a crown.

Thorin at this moment made them all feel a little strange, his eyes were dull, and there was almost no color.

Aaron and Bilbo looked at each other. They had just left for half a day, and Thorin's changes were a bit too big.

"Thorin."

"Gandalf, you are back, are you here to celebrate for me?"

"No, I am here to inform you.

The Orc army is on the way, they are preparing to attack Erebor."

"Dain's Ironfoot will kill them all, and anyone who wants to steal my gold should die."

Aaron frowned slightly, "What about the promised to the people of the Long Lake?"

"This, I, this is different." Thorin hesitated for a moment, hesitantly said: "I will give it to them, but isn't one-fifteenth too much?"

Aaron chuckled and shook his head, hoping that Thorin could come out on his own, otherwise he would have to use some unconventional means.

"One-fifteenth is indeed a bit too much, just cut it in half!

One-thirtieth is fine."

"Aaron." Thorin smiled with relief, "That's right! You don't have to wrong yourself for those irrelevant people.

What do you want from me?"

"The orc army." Gandalf emphasized anxiously, "They will attack Erebor at the earliest tomorrow, at the latest the day after tomorrow.

We hope you can explain to Dain that we should not go to war with the elves first. Facing the powerful enemy together is the most important thing at the moment."

"Got it." Thorin said helplessly. "Dain is my cousin, he will listen to me, but he doesn't like elves like me."

"There is no problem with Thranduil." Bilbo said, "The elves' army will be stationed in Dale and will not attack Erebor for a while."

"They don't have that ability." Thorin's eyes flashed with disdain, "You have a good rest, put on armor tomorrow, take weapons, and protect our gold."

The three looked at each other, but since the goal was achieved, there was no need to waste time.

After leaving the hall, Bilbo went to the city gate to tell the other dwarves about their negotiations in Dale City, emphasizing that the orcs might come back to attack Erebor, so that everyone should be prepared for battle.

Gandalf found Aaron, "I should apologize to you. If I'm not mistaken, the most difficult work in the team should fall on you!"

"Just say it." Aaron rolled his eyes, "Although I'm young, don't treat me like a child. You can't fool me."

Gandalf was stunned for a moment, "I'm sincere."

"I'm sincere too." Aaron spread his hands, "So can you be more honest?"

"Okay!" Gandalf hesitated for a while, "I can see that you don't want to participate in the war, but I still hope you can do your best for the coalition without reservation."

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Aaron smacked his lips and looked at Gandalf with a smile, "Leaving the team halfway, Thorin and the others were almost killed by Mirkwood . When we were imprisoned in the dungeon by the woodland elves, you were not there, and I pried open the door and let Bilbo out to find the waterway and barely escape.

We were chased by the Borg all the way, and Kili was hit by Morgul's arrow and almost died of poison. You were not there, and the medicine I prepared saved his life.

After a lot of effort, it was the Day of Durin, and Thorin and his men couldn't find the secret door. You were not there, and I took out... the magic compass and found the keyhole.

The most outrageous thing is that when we were fighting Smaug, you were not there, and I spent a lot of magic power and a magic crystal to set a trap in Long Lake Town to kill it. "

The continuous "you're not here" hit Gandalf's heart hard, making him embarrassed and unable to raise his head. The three words "sorry" came out of his mouth. After all, he left freely at the beginning, but most of the pressure fell on Aaron, a teenager, which was somewhat unfair.

"Although your apology is not sincere, I still accept it reluctantly.

But what I want to say is that I can resist hitting you, which is respecting the old and loving the young. How can you have the nerve to let me use more strength?"

Gandalf:......