Chapter 142

Deep in the lonely mountain.

The king's hall.

In the pure gold hall poured with gold.

The bent Sorin oak shield slowly stood up straight, raised his head, widened his eyes, and murmured, "what have I done?"

"Doubt the people who have experienced countless difficulties and obstacles all the way from the blue mountain..."

"Betrayed the promise with the people of Changhu town..."

"Expelled Morgan who has saved his life many times..."

"And almost killed Bilbo in public..."

"Now the blood relative Diane is still fighting outside, but he just hides here..."

"Hide in the depths of this grave like mountain..."

"Hoo..."

"Hoo..."

SOLIN oak shield murmured to himself, and his breath shortened every time he thought of what he had done too much.

Finally, SOLIN oak shield raised his hand, took the crown from his head and fell on the golden hall.

"Bang..."

The crisp collision sound of metal is particularly harsh in the extremely silent Golden Hall.

But it sounded like the sound of nature in SOLIN oak shield's ears.

"Hoo..."

He took a long breath.

SOLIN oak shield's eyes became clearer than ever.

He's awake!

Wake up from the endless nightmare!

Now?

From now on,

Nothing can stop him.

Absolutely not!

Turning around, Sorin oak shield strode out.

......

Raven ridge.

Above the dilapidated stone hall, the bloody handsome flag changed.

The bleak horn kept ringing.

Zog, the orc leader, looked at the dominant battlefield below and smiled ferociously.

"Quack..."

At this time, a dark Raven with red eyes flew from a distance and flew straight to azog.

Azog held out his hand and the black eyed Raven stopped at his arm.

Before long, the red eyed Raven flew into the sky again and disappeared quickly.

After hearing the news, azog looked at the corners of his mouth on the battlefield below and quickly showed a sneer. Because of this sneer, his ugly face suddenly became more and more ferocious.

"Their end is coming..."

"Command to go down and let all the soldiers press up!"

Azog turned to look at the orc flag bearer behind him and ordered coldly.

The flagman immediately stood by the huge bloody handsome flag and began to carry out it.

But then I heard the big leader azog looking at the battlefield below and shouting, "wait, wait..."

When I saw that the two army squares sent by myself below were killed and killed by dwarf chariots and ELF archers on the attack Road, the remaining army finally rushed to the rear battlefield.

Azog immediately shouted, "OK, now!"

"Order down, all the troops will be pressed up, and I will kill all these dwarves and elves at one time!"

"Come on!"

The voice fell, and the shape of the three giant handsome flags in the rear changed again.

The general attack horn was sounded fiercely again.

"Ang..."

"Ang..."

"Ang..."

Lonely mountain battlefield.

With the addition of the heavy Orc army and a huge armored ogre phalanx waiting for five phalanxes in the rear battlefield.

The situation of iron hill dwarves and wood elves, who were originally struggling to resist the weak side, is becoming more and more critical.

The elf soldiers are very brave. In the face of a large number of orcs far exceeding their own side, the elves bravely face the difficulties.

Dwarf soldiers are also very brave. Even if these hybrid orcs kill more and more in front of them, even if there is no help from the rear chariot for a giant ogre, the dwarves have to die more than ten or twenty soldiers to kill a giant armored ogre. The dwarves are also fighting to the death.

But there are too many enemy orcs.

When the dwarves and elves killed one, a crowd poured out from behind.

When all they could see was an ugly and ferocious army of orcs, and few of their partners and friends were still being killed.

When they see no hope of victory at all.

No matter how brave a soldier is, he will shrink back and fear.

In front of the isolated mountain gate, the rear battlefield.

When two Orc heavy army squares finally rushed into the rear battlefield at the expense of a whole square array under the obstruction of iron hill dwarf heavy chariot square array and wood elf two elite bow and arrow skill arrays.

The orc's revenge is coming.

The whole army array quickly divided into two strands, one towards the dwarves and the other towards the wood elves.

The first is the dwarf chariot array.

An army of monsters like a black tide rushed to the heavy chariots.

The dwarf soldiers guarding the chariot array fought to the death.

But still lost to a larger army of orcs.

In just a few minutes, three heavy dwarf chariots were completely destroyed by the extremely angry Orc army.

The dwarf soldiers guarding the chariot immediately concentrated on the last three chariots.

Farther back.

In the face of a fierce Orc army.

Serandir, the ELF KING, looked very calm, looked at the half beasts approaching rapidly in front, and the people shouted coldly: "launch!"

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

The arrow rain composed of countless arrows almost instantly emptied the leading part of the attacking Orc army.

The orc army in the rear not only had no fear, but rushed more fiercely towards the elves in front.

Look at the orc army that is almost in front of you.

Serandir continued to shout, "draw the bow, change the sword, get ready!"

When the command fell, the two square array Wood Elves immediately hung their long bows on their backs and pulled out their long swords.

Even at such a moment, the actions of the wood elves are still full of the ultimate beauty of uniformity.

Just then.

"Wow..."

Serandir, riding on the back of a huge horned deer, pulled out his long sword and pointed at the incoming Orc army in front of him.

"Kill!"

The ELF KING Yilu took the lead and waved a long sword to meet him.

The elves immediately followed.

The elite elf army led by serandir is extremely powerful.

In a short time, they quickly killed the orc army, which was far less than the half square array of elves.

However, after thurandier led his army to quickly kill the orc army blocking the road in front, he did not choose to return to the iron hill dwarf chariot guard in time.

There is no plan to support the dwarves and the few elves left in the main battlefield ahead.

At this moment, serandir, the king of elves, chose to take the remaining two square elves and decisively turn around and rush to the battlefield in the other direction, Valley town.

In his opinion, the war is doomed.

He will not let his soldiers continue to die for the dwarves.

Especially so far, SOLIN oak shield, the king at the foot of the mountain who caused all these wars, is still shrouded in the lonely mountain.

This is a joke.

The dwarves are over.

At this time, there is only a glimmer of hope that we can go to the smaller battlefield of Valley town, unite with the human militia of dragon slaying warrior bud, and take advantage of the urban advantages of Valley town to resist the terrible Orc army.

As for the dwarf, he has done enough.

Serandir, the ELF KING, led the rest of the elf army to kill quickly in the direction of Valley town.

At the same time.

The dwarves on the front main battlefield finally reacted, realized that they had been stolen from the rear by the orcs, and immediately began to retreat.

The main battlefield, which was already in danger, retreated.

The dominant Orc army in front immediately screamed and chased up more madly.

The war was defeated like a mountain.

When the rear retreats and is ruthlessly killed by the enemy caught up by the rear.

The retreat ahead will only retreat faster.

When soldiers lose courage and will to fight, it is only a matter of time before the war is completely defeated.

Isolated mountain gate.

On the thick high wall.

There is no one in this time and space.

All the expedition dwarfs retreated behind the gate.

The sound of fighting outside, screams, anger and shouts shook the sky.

But they can only hide in the thick walls like cowards.

I don't even have the courage to stand on the wall as before.

It's not that they are not brave.

It's not that they dare not stand on the high wall.

But the war outside started because of themselves.

Flesh and blood compatriots and friendly forces are fighting for their own blood.

Originally, I should be the protagonist, but I can only curl up in the high wall.

How can they not feel ashamed!

Yes, it's a shame! Deep shame! Incomparable shame!

Eleven expedition dwarfs were standing or sitting or walking restlessly behind the gate of the lonely mountain.

They behave differently, but the same thing is.

At this time, every dwarf was silent.

They are unwilling, they are angry, they have nothing to do.

Dwarves are unreasonable, dwarves protect their weaknesses, dwarves are stubborn and paranoid

Dwarves are also the most loyal.

......

Outside Valley town.

Two slender figures rode across the long bridge and rushed into the valley town.

Looking at the orc figures everywhere in the surrounding streets, looking at the orc monsters who scream and rush up.

The two figures found that the war was far more serious than they thought.

Naturally, the two Elven princes Legolas and tarrell, who had just returned from gundabad mountain overnight.

Legolas shot and killed two orcs with strange cries. He immediately turned his head to the beautiful fairy behind him and said, "tarrell, we must find my father immediately and tell him the news."

The tarrell behind him kept shooting arrows at the orcs around him and scanning everything around him.

She looked eager as if she were looking for something.

At this time, hearing what Legolas said, tarrell immediately nodded and hurriedly said, "it's to find the king's majesty and the bud and Morgan. They have been in the valley town before. They must know where the king's majesty is!"

"Go!"

Tarrell hurriedly opened his mouth and got off the horse with his legs.

The whole man immediately passed Legolas in front with the horse and ran towards the street further ahead.

On both sides of the street, orcs rushed up madly.

But easily shot by two elves to escape.

The two horses went all the way along the main road.

At this time, there was a loud noise in the street ahead.

The faces of the two elves changed slightly and immediately accelerated forward.

Soon, they saw a huge armored ogre waving a huge mace and smashing it madly in the path beside the main road ahead.

Meanwhile, wearing an old yellow coat, bud was hurrying out of the path.

Looking at bud in front, he didn't see Morgan. Tarrell immediately shouted, "where's Morgan?"

Bud, who had just escaped from the giant ogre, was surprised. He quickly turned around and saw the two. He immediately knew what the fairy was worried about. Bud immediately said, "Morgan is inside..."

As soon as the voice fell, tarrell looked more anxious, accelerated forward again, and rushed into the path like a gust of wind.

Legolas immediately followed up without hesitation.

Just then.

The front covered his eyes with one hand and howled bitterly. While waving a huge mace, the huge huge and bloated figure finally stopped.

Then he stood unstable and fell down.

"Bang..."

Looking at the giant ogre in front of him, he finally fell down.

Morgan took a long breath.

At this time, there was a loud horse hoof ahead.

He raised his head and saw a green slender familiar beautiful figure, eager to ride into the messy path.

Morgan laughed at once.

He immediately hung his long bow on his back, then quickly stepped forward, jumped on the huge ogre body in the way, and walked towards the beautiful figure.

Tarrell also quickly reined in the horse and stopped.

Then he jumped off his horse and walked quickly towards the tall man who was covered with blood but still had a bright smile.

Closer and closer.

Looking at the smiling man approaching quickly.

Tarrell's eagerness quickly disappeared, but instead it was shyness.

Just then.

"Tarrell..."

The voice of Legolas suddenly came from behind.

Give tarrell a break.

But Morgan in front didn't care. He strode forward and held the beautiful figure in his arms.

This time, tarrell didn't struggle.

Morgan, who got the understanding, wantonly rubbed his bloody face against tarrell's fragrant hair for a while, and then released tarrell in his arms.

At this time, except for a touch of attractive shame on tarrell's white face, his shy color was much better than before.

Morgan looked at tarrell in front of him and suddenly opened his mouth and said with a smile, "it's delicious!"

Hugging in public, tarrell, who was originally forced to be calm and extremely shy in his heart, immediately disappeared shyly when he heard this sentence. After giving Morgan a white look, he turned and walked back.

Morgan didn't care and followed with a smile.

......

Inside the gate of Gushan.

Just when the eleven expedition dwarfs were extremely angry, helpless and depressed.

Suddenly, a footstep suddenly sounded.

The dwarves immediately raised their heads.

In the depths of the lonely mountain, a tall figure holding a long sword was slowly walking out of the deep fire.

Looking at the figure in front, the dwarf Qili stood up in a moment.

His face was angry. He strode forward and said, "I don't want to hide behind the stone wall like a coward and watch others help fight our own battle!"

Qili looked angry and painful, looked at his uncle in front of him and said, "SOLIN... I can't do it, I really can't do it!"

Sorin oak shield, who had faded his fat and luxurious robe, came to Qili, looked at his nephew with clear eyes and nodded: "you're right, you can't do it."

"We are all the descendants of the Turin people, and the Turin people will never escape any battle!"

Smiling at his nephew, SOLIN oak shield patted Qili on the shoulder, walked slowly to the front, looked at a group of dwarfs and whispered, "I have no right to ask any of you."

"But will you follow me for the last time?"

Looking at SOLIN oak shield with clear and firm eyes wearing the simplest and practical lock armor.

All the dwarves were immediately surprised to find that their king was back.

The dwarf king SOLIN, who led their Turin family to take root and grow in the blue mountain, and whom they vowed to be loyal forever, finally came back.

At this moment, all the dwarves were decadent and replaced by surprise, excitement and fearlessness.

Soon, when the dwarf pomber stood on the high wall alone with a huge horn.

The bleak and thick horn sounded from the lonely mountain for the first time.

"Ang..."

"Ang..."

"Ang..."

"Bang!"

A loud bang.

For the first time, the tight gate of Gushan was blasted open by dwarves.

In the dust rising all over the sky.

SOLIN oak shield finally rushed out of the lonely mountain with the expedition dwarves.

At this time, the iron hill dwarf army, which had been defeated by the orc army and was about to collapse, saw SOLIN oak shield and watched his king take the lead to rush to the orc army in front.

The original shaky faith became indestructible in an instant.

The embarrassed iron foot Dai immediately looked excited and shouted, "follow the king, follow our king!"

At this moment, all the fighting dwarves raised their weapons again, followed behind the returning king and rushed towards the endless black army ahead.