Second Li Zhuoguang thought for a while and said, "I decided to strip you naked before letting you go." Dain breathed a sigh of relief. It's just not wearing clothes. When it's hot, he would take off all his clothes. Seeing Dain's relieved look, Li Zhuoguang suddenly remembered that when he was a guest in Rivendell, Thorin's group of dwarves took a bath directly in Elrond's fountain, not afraid of the surrounding elves watching. It can be seen that the dwarfs' views on nakedness may be different from those of elves and humans. Tsk, I don't know if Elrond later dismantled the fountain and rebuilt it. Li Zhuoguang fell into deep thought again. How should he punish him? Just thinking about it, Li Zhuoguang saw Ariana who was chewing fruit next to him, and a plan came to his mind. Li Zhuoguang borrowed the dagger at Ariana's waist and gestured on Dain's body. Qin Daniu saw Li Zhuoguang gesturing for a while and asked, "Are you going to kill him? Do you want me to help you?" Li Zhuoguang shook his head: "I just plan to cut off the most important part of his body." Qin Daniu didn't understand why, and was still wondering where the most important part of the human body was. Xiong Facai and Wei Changfeng heard this, and they felt a chill rising from the soles of their feet and rushing straight to their lower bodies.
Unconsciously, both hands were placed in front of them. Li Zhuoguang put down Dai Yin's iron foot, tied his hands behind his back, and pressed him to the ground. A flash of knife light passed by. "No!!!!" Even more shrill screams resounded through the Lonely Mountain Plain. The sound of banging on the door under the city became louder. Dain's proud beard was shaved off by Li Zhuoguang. Not only that, Li Zhuoguang also found flour, beat Dai Yin's black and red face to make it white and tender, and pinched a pair of elf pointed ears with flour and put them on him. Dain, who was forced to unlock a new skin, was hung down from the city wall by a rope. Even his personal soldiers took a while to recognize that this was their commander. After recognizing him, all the dwarves fell into confusion. After a long time, some people burst into tears. No wonder the commander screamed so miserably just now. It turned out that... More and more dwarves were crying, and it was really sad to hear and shed tears to see. Li Zhuoguang ate two more bowls of food at noon because of their crying. In the end, the dwarves left. Li Zhuoguang only wanted one thing, and whoever got it first could complete the transaction. So they didn't have much time to waste. After all, crying also counted time. After the meal, Li Zhuoguang sat on the throne of Lonely Mountain and twisted uncomfortably. Although Lonely Mountain is indeed majestic, this throne is designed for dwarves. It's hard to describe when humans sit on it. Li Zhuoguang moved his butt and slid to the steps under the throne to sit down. He felt much better. He counted on his fingers, the two human kingdoms, the Iron Hills dwarves, and the two elven kingdoms all took action under his bounty. If the Dunlendings and orcs were not good partners, his "search team" could have grown a little bit bigger. As for the giant eagle? Forget it, those big birds are not completely good, they are closer to chaotic neutral. Otherwise, just let the giant eagle take Frodo to Mount Doom, why bother with the Fellowship of the Ring. Li Zhuoguang originally wanted to wait quietly for news in Lonely Mountain, but things did not go as he wished. In the distant Misty Mountains, an elven scout had an orc arrow stuck in his thigh. He struggled to drag his injured leg into a crevice to avoid the orcs' pursuit.
But he forgot that large orc clans all have the habit of raising wargs. Unfortunately, the one he met was Azog's clan. Miserable howls and excited barks rang out in the pile of rocks. The wargs tore at the body of the elven scout, trying to get more of the hard-earned delicacies. "Get out of here!" A big hand hit the face of the strongest warg. The warg wanted to turn back and show his teeth, but was immediately hit again. The warg, who recognized the master-slave identity, whimpered and retreated. The other wargs did not dare to act rashly. An orc with hideous scars all over his face came to the front of the elven scout. This orc was Bolg, the son of Azog. He casually turned over the elf's body, identified his clothes, and asked in confusion: "A messenger scout from Rivendell?" After searching for a while, he finally found a metal mailbox on the body of the elven scout. He did not open the mailbox, because he knew that the letters carried by the elven scouts were all written in Sindarin, which he could not understand at all. At this time, the Elf Scout was not dead yet. Bolger put the letter tube in front of him and asked, "What is written in it?" The Elf Scout lay on the ground with blood all over his face. He said nothing, but pursed his lips and looked at him with hatred. Bolger smiled disdainfully, stood up and turned to leave. As he left, the surrounding wolves rushed over. This is the Misty Mountains. It is close to Rivendell in the west, Mirkwood in the east, and Lórien in the south. The most abundant thing nearby is elves. He thinks he is a fresh carrot peel? If he doesn't cooperate, just kill him. A few days later, Li Zhuoguang had not received any good news. But orcs from all over the world began to march towards Lonely Mountain. Their master Sauron had already known the news that the Supreme Lord of the Rings was in Lonely Mountain. It was another morning, and Li Zhuoguang was awakened by the familiar sound of a horn. Well, why is it so familiar? Oh, it turned out to be the horn of the guards of Longhu Town that I heard a few days ago. No, didn’t the people in the valley who were willing to move move to Gushan? How could someone come from Changhu Town? Li Zhuoguang came to the terrace again and looked down. Twenty-four guards led by one person were standing in front of the gate of Gushan. The twelve people who had come before saw Li Zhuoguang’s head sticking out of the terrace and began to tremble uncontrollably, almost crying. The twenty-four guards were all the assets of Changhu Town, and this time they came out in full force. The leader was a thin man wrapped in thick black fur, looking like a malnourished groundhog from a distance. At this time, the thin man stood in front of the guards with a hunched back. Even if he was wearing a fur coat, it was difficult to hide the wretched aura. Looking at his appearance and temperament, he was a villain. It was Alfred, the lackey of the mayor of Changhu Town. At this time, the mayor of Changhu Town had just woken up from his bed and learned while having breakfast that Alfred had taken the guards to Gushan. Suddenly, the lamb waist in his mouth lost its taste: "No... Ah Fu... No!" Li Zhuoguang frowned. This person couldn't help him at all. In the original story, this person was just a clown in the background. But he still asked, "What are you doing here?" Alfred raised his head tremblingly, his eyes dodging, and said with fear: "I... I'm here to ask for compensation." "I don't remember owing you anything." "Population, you plundered the population of Changhu Town." "What a joke, they moved here willingly." Alfred saw that Li Zhuoguang seemed to be easier to talk to, so he gradually became bolder: "When they were displaced, it was the mayor of Changhu Town who kindly accepted them. They have lived in Changhu Town for so long, and they should repay the mayor. Now they have become your subjects, and you need to repay their debts."
Li Zhuoguang smiled meaningfully: "Then how much do you want?" Alfred saw that there was something to talk about, and immediately said excitedly: "Five... ten gold coins per head, I want dwarf gold coins." Oh, he knows how to choose. Because dwarves are good at mining, they use pure gold to cast gold coins, and they are full of weight. Li Zhuoguang readily agreed: "Okay, since you want it, I'll give it to you."