Chapter 683: A war on the verge of breaking out!

Below the Lonely Mountain, the dwarves soon arrived.

However, when they saw the repaired city walls, they were immediately stunned in place.

Because this didn't seem like the Lonely Mountain in their memory at all.

Towering watchtowers and orcs constantly performing construction work proved that this group of humans was not easy to mess with!

And just as Thorin Oakenshield led people forward, a cavalry team rushed out from the distance.

Holding high the black dragon flag, the cavalry came to Thorin Oakenshield and said: "Stop your steps, dwarves, you have already entered the territory of the Count Count Celingen family. Say what you want to do?"

"Count Count Celingen family territory? The Lonely Mountain has always been the Dwarf Kingdom, how could it belong to you humans!"

Questioning angrily, Thorin Oakenshield scolded immediately.

And hearing Thorin Oakenshield's words, the cavalry immediately drew their swords and said: "Shut up, dwarf. If you were men, you should have taken back the Lonely Mountain long ago, instead of barking in front of us. If you say one more word, I will cut off your head and hang it on the flagpole over there!"

Pointing to a location not far away, there seemed to be several orc heads that hadn't dried up yet.

"Bastard, are you threatening me?"

Hearing the cavalry's words, Thorin Oakenshield immediately drew the longsword at his waist.

And seeing this scene, the Count Count Celingen family didn't talk nonsense either, drawing their swords one after another and moving toward the other party.

Looking at the human soldiers who were more hot-tempered than Thorin Oakenshield, Gandalf hurriedly raised his magic staff and said: "Wait, wait, don't do it, I am Gandalf, I know Thranduil, I want to talk to the master of the Count Count Celingen family!"

"That is our Count!"

Looking at Gandalf, the cavalry who originally intended to take action also calmed down.

After all, the other party knew Thranduil, and they couldn't figure out the situation, so they could only find a way to report it first; otherwise, if they hung the Count's guest up, their salary for next month would be gone!

Looking at Thorin Oakenshield, the cavalry pointed at him and said: "Be careful, dwarf, don't be disrespectful to our Count, otherwise I will cut off your head at any time!"

Hearing the cavalry's words, Thorin Oakenshield just wanted to flare up, but was stopped by Gandalf.

Because this idiot really didn't know what it meant to be under the eaves and have to bow his head?

Didn't he see that there were Count Count Celingen family soldiers everywhere? They were ready to fight at any time!

With this group of people, unless everyone was Sylvester Stallone, otherwise if they wanted to rush out, they would really have to see Gandalf perform "illumination spells"!

After all, once Gandalf's illumination spell was opened, he could instantly transform into a berserker!

Entering the Lonely Mountain city while watching vigilantly, there were soldiers responsible for guarding on both sides of the road.

Looking at the sturdy armor on their bodies and the sharp blades at their waists, Gandalf felt his heart drumming at this moment.

Because when did such a powerful force appear on the Middle-earth continent?

In his chat with Thranduil, he only knew that the other party came from the Westeros continent, but he didn't know what the situation was on the Westeros continent!

After all, he, a Grey Zhu Wushi of Middle-earth, didn't go to Westeros for nothing!

And even if he went, he would likely encounter the "gatekeeper," the Night King!

Entering the magnificent hall, when Thorin Oakenshield looked at the flags hanging around, he immediately revealed a gloomy expression.

In front of the huge sand table map, Zhang Cheng turned his head and looked over, immediately saying: "Grey Zhu Wushi Gandalf! I have heard of your name!"

"Very happy to see you, Count Count Count Celingen!"

Stepping forward with a full face of smiles, Gandalf didn't want humans and dwarves to go to war at all, because this would only give orcs a chance.

"I am also very happy to see you!"

Walking up, Zhang Cheng stretched out his hand with a full face of smiles, and both sides shook hands tightly.

And just at this moment, Thorin Oakenshield said: "You humans shouldn't occupy the Lonely Mountain; this is the Dwarf Kingdom!"

"Hmm? Is someone talking? Why didn't I see it?"

Looking around curiously, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but feel puzzled.

But just when Gandalf was full of embarrassment, Thorin Oakenshield roared: "Damn human, are you mocking us dwarves?"

"No no no, don't misunderstand, I am not mocking dwarves, I am just mocking you!" Walking up, Zhang Cheng bent down arrogantly and said: "Who do you think you are talking to? I am the Count of Count Count Celingen from the Westeros continent, King of Dale, and now the Lord of the Lonely Mountain..."

"The Lonely Mountain belongs to the dwarves, you are just a group of thieves!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng's explanation, Thorin Oakenshield said coldly.

"Thieves? How long have you dwarves lost the Lonely Mountain? Let me think, it should be 171 years, right?"

Saying this, Zhang Cheng stared at Thorin Oakenshield and said: "The Lonely Mountain that couldn't be taken back for nearly two hundred years is now occupied by me. Do you think you can snatch it back? If so, then I tell you, I am even harder to mess with than Smaug. If it weren't for Gandalf, if you wanted to keep him company, I would personally dig out your heart!"

Walking toward the back, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said: "I have already given enough face. Gandalf, if this group of dwarves still intends to go to war, I will smash his head first, and then hang everyone on the flagpole."

"No no no, we came here this time to discuss..."

Just as Gandalf spoke, Thorin Oakenshield drew his sword and said: "Kill him, take back the Lonely Mountain that belongs to the dwarves!"

Following Thorin Oakenshield being occupied by the greed for wealth, everyone was dumbfounded.

Arthur Dayne really didn't expect that the dwarves were so brave, actually daring to draw their swords against Zhang Cheng.

Gandalf was stunned on the spot, because he knew that even if they didn't want to go to war now, they had to, because the Count Count Celingen family could kill Smaug, and could also kill them!

"It seems things are becoming interesting!"

!

Turning around, Zhang Cheng drew the Dragon-Slayer at his waist, his eyes full of playful looks.

"Drink!"

Rushing up, Thorin Oakenshield roared holding a short sword.

But just at this moment, Zhang Cheng backhanded and slashed off his arm, and blood sprinkled on the ground.

"Ah!"

Wailing in pain, Thorin Oakenshield calmed down instantly.

Because Zhang Cheng's sword skills, strength, and speed were far from what he could contend with.

Stepping on Thorin Oakenshield's neck and pressing down, Zhang Cheng exerted force continuously and said: "Are you kidding me? Little thing, just based on your kind, you want to go to war with me?"

However, just as Zhang Cheng was saying this, the sound of a horn rang out.

Hearing the sound from outside, Zhang Cheng carried Thorin Oakenshield out.

And the other dwarves and Gandalf, who hadn't had time to take action, were also surrounded by soldiers.

Facing the long spears in front of him, Gandalf's face turned black at this moment.

Because if he could do it all over again, he would absolutely not team up with a brain-dead person like Thorin Oakenshield, because it was simply too fatal!

Who did he think he was, Zhao Zilong of Changshan? Could he kill seven in and seven out of the Count Count Celingen family in the Lonely Mountain?

Drawing sword, breaking hand, being carried out—it was less than thirty seconds in total!

Arriving at the battlements of the Lonely Mountain,

Zhang Cheng looked at the dwarf soldiers constantly appearing in the distance, his eyes revealing a look of surprise: "Grandson, you even prepared a gift for me!"

"Hey, damn human, hand over the Lonely Mountain, otherwise I will smash your heads!"

Emitting a roar, Dain Ironfoot roared waving his war hammer.

Looking at Dain Ironfoot riding a wild boar, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but become gloomy, because this was also his first time seeing a warrior riding a pig!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 684 =====