"You have decided to go with us?" Anyang asked when he saw that although Bud was carrying a bow and arrow, he changed his old windbreaker into a more suitable outfit for travel.

"Your decision is not wise. I can't stop you, but I don't want to tie the fate of the entire Changhu City to you!" Bud said coldly.

"So you're going to tie it to yourself?"

"Believe that you who have never been masked, it's better to believe that I will practice archery for the rest of my life!" said Bud.

"Let's go." Anyang smiled, "But your children can't follow you and leave them here. I believe Bain will protect Tilda and Sigret's, Bain, do you think so?"

"When...of course!" Bain replied subconsciously.

After answering, he realized that something was wrong, because he was planning to go with his father.

"Good boy, your sister and sister need your protection." Anyang praised with a smile, and immediately walked out with a black arrow and a spear. "We'd better move faster. Although time is not rushing, no one knows when the orc pursuers will catch up."

The group set off immediately and headed towards the lonely mountain.

Changhu City is almost adjacent to Gushan. It is said that, but the old saying goes, "Looking at the mountain and running a horse to death," such a big mountain, the difficulty of climbing is definitely not the level of the old man's training!

In fact, leaving Changhu City, you have to pass through the abandoned River Valley City. This city was once a prosperous city under Gushan, and now it still has the glory of the past. But after it was destroyed by the evil dragon, no one set foot on Gushan because the evil dragon occupied Gushan and gradually became deserted.

Above the River Valley City is the lonely mountain.

The dwarf kingdom that was once prosperous, Irubo!

In their journey, they need to cross mountains and ridges, and even pass through barren mountains with no roads at all. The world is vast and it seems that they are the only figures. They have never seen a single grass, nor have they ever seen a large stone and ravines.

After climbing up the big slope of Anyang, he couldn't help but stop and rest, panting.

Looking back, you can vaguely see the greenness at the foot of the mountain, and more of it has been blocked by white clouds. The only place where you go now is gray stones and gravel, which is desolate and the temperature is biting low. A gust of wind blows as if even the remaining heat on your body is to be taken away!

"call!"

He sniffed to his palms and rubbed them, and then he felt his hands warmer. Looking up, Gushan still stood alone in front of him, and it seemed that there was no change from what he had seen in Changhu City before.

At best...it's just a little bigger.

"The altitude of this place is probably more than 4,000 meters, and even weeds are reluctant to grow." An Yang shook his head. The high-altitude climbing undoubtedly brought great discomfort to his current body. It seemed that the dwarves were not affected by the thinner oxygen at all. Even Bard's expression was normal, and only the Hobbits were breathless.

It’s really hard to imagine how dwarves, elves, humans and orcs in Changhu City fought in such a high area. Could it be that they were born to adapt to the plateau environment?

An Yang thought to himself, fortunately he was not obsessed with mysterious biology, otherwise, he would have to find a few corpses to dissect their lungs to see if their lungs were different from ordinary people.

Continue to walk upwards, but the slope is getting steeper and steeper.

The Lone Mountain is not just high, it is more famous for its steepness, standing proudly in the world like a blade, extremely handsome, almost a natural defensive barrier. Even if you look through the real world, you can't find a few peaks that can match it in appearance.

When I walked to the present, I looked around and saw that all the white clouds were rolling. If I turned around, the sea of ​​clouds would surging under my feet, and there was a clear sea line in the sky, as if I had ascended to the sky.

After half a day, everyone arrived at the Cape of Gushan.

It is still quite a short distance from Gushan, but you can already see the posture of this high mountain up close and the former River Valley City, so it is named Cape of Lookout.

Anyang stood on the edge of the observation cape and subconsciously pointed to the distance. Gushan was filled with his sight. There was no other thing in his eyes, only this sharp peak covered by snow. The River Valley City was built under Gushan, which was still a beautiful and magnificent city.

Bud took a deep breath from the side, feeling full of emotion. In a blink of an eye, he saw An Yang's expression and couldn't help but say, "How is it, aren't it very shocking?"

"Yeah." Anyang nodded.

However, what he was shocked was not that majestic city. Although the city buildings were majestic, they were still a small point in the background of Gushan, which was far from the size of a modern metropolis. He was shocked by the wonders of nature. Thanks to the setting of the River Valley City, otherwise, with his knowledge, the visual conflict caused by Gushan would not be so strong.

But Bud didn't know what he was thinking and sighed: "It's a pity that such a beautiful city was destroyed by the wrath of the evil dragon."

"Oh." Anyang said, "Let's go!"

In the evening, they finally arrived at the foot of the Lonely Mountain.

Gushan could not see at first sight, but such a dangerous peak was almost hollowed out by the dwarves, and the dwarves kingdom was established, and it was dug underground in unknown depths, which made people admire the ability of these dwarves to dig soil.

Anyang paused and said, "Find a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack to build a camp. You must set up arrow towers and sentry towers at high places to guard against orc attacks, and wait for the arrival of Turin Day."

There are still three days left before Turin Day. Fortunately, the Lord of Changhu City has sponsored them enough dry food, so these three days are probably something you can pass. Maybe there will be beasts in this place at night, so they can also add a meal.

Soon, the tent was set up.

Although Anyang's body was not adapted to the hypoxic environment by the system, his adaptability was not covered, and he had already recovered.

However, fearing the strong wind outside, he still got into the tent without hesitation, sat in a blanket, and took out the stone heated by the body's temperature from his arms, and carefully carved it with an arrow.

The mysterious man and the magician have to do all the materials and tools. For example, he can only carve a formation at his level if he can do it. Even so, he first carved a magic array on the stone to ensure the stone's ability to withstand it, and then he dared to continue to carve a higher art formation bit by bit on it.

What he is doing now is to use the knowledge reserve and experience ability of the sixth-level scholar to make an item that can only exert the level of the second-level third-level scholar. Moreover, it takes a long time and requires concentration to complete it bit by bit. If you feel that the energy is almost used up, you have to stop early, make records, and wait for the energy to recover and continue without any mistakes.

This is a last resort. Anyway, normal sixth-level scholars will never do such a thing.

After a while, the dwarves built arrow towers and whistle towers on high places, which could shelter from the wind and ensure that they would not get frozen even at night. Only then did they start planning the order of duty.

Thorin took care of Baggins and arranged for him to be on duty. The possibility of the orcs catching up so quickly was relatively lower. In addition, it was not dark yet, so it would not be too cold. Later, he arranged for the brothers Fili and Qili to be on duty tonight, while Anyang and Bad were both tomorrow night.

Night soon fell, the sky was covered with stars, the Milky Way crossed the sky, and the meteors could be seen from time to time, and the sky light in the sky was not extinguished all night and was always white.

Stay peaceful all night.

The next day, I passed by safely. The next night, after dinner in Anyang, I threw down my bowl and walked up the mountain.

The whistle was just a safe haven for dwarves to pile up stones. It was less than half a meter high. Most of the gaps were stuffed with rags to block the terrifying winds at night, but there were still many holes to provide sight, and it also gave the night wind on the mountains an opportunity to take advantage of it. But after he walked in, he found that someone cared about a bunch of dry firewood in the whistle, which I thought was for him to keep warm.

He murmured a mantra, lit the fire, sat down steadily, took out the stone again, and carved it carefully with the light of the fire. He only got up and glanced around after only one node carving.

The starry sky turned darkly, drawing traces that were invisible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it was midnight.

He wanted to call Bad, but he saw Bad consciously leaving the tent and walking towards him, so he stood at the sentry tower waiting for him to come.

But at this moment, he smelled a trace of fishy smell!

Anyang's expression changed and he didn't want to find out the source of the fishy smell, because he had absolute confidence in his five senses and remembered very clearly what kind of creature this smell came from.

"Wake up! Wake them up, Bud!"

Bud paused, looked at his face again, immediately took out the bow and arrow from behind and ran back.

"Get up! Get up all!"

"There's trouble!"

Bud was yelling in the camp tent, while scanning around, but it was calm and there was no trace of the orc.

The dwarves emerged from the tent at a very fast speed, but they were all holding weapons and armor, and they were afraid they also slept in armor when they were sleeping. Even the Hobbits quickly emerged from the tent, holding a long sword that was not consistent with his height, looking brave.

The dwarves quickly looked around, but they didn't even see the shadow of the orc, and couldn't help but shout at Bad: "Where is it? Where is the orc? What's the trouble you said?"

Bud was also puzzled, and the arrow was placed on the bowstring, in a posture that was ready to pull it away at any time, but said, "I didn't see it either, but your wizard asked me to call you up."

The dwarves looked at the mail tower a hundred meters away again, and only heard the sound of Anyang: "Don't relax, they are prepared to attack, I smell them! Pay attention..."

Then there was a short spell.

"Shu..."

A white tracer suddenly soared into the sky, illuminating a large area around it, and there was indeed a shadow in the distance.
Chapter completed!