Chapter 145

Raven ridge.

At the foot of the mountain.

"I hope it's still time."

Looking at the towering peaks, the steep and rugged mountain roads, and the peaks shrouded in white cold fog from the mountainside.

Morgan thought to himself.

"Bilbo, are you afraid?"

Looking at Bilbo, who pulled out his elf dagger and was eager to try, Morgan suddenly asked.

Bilbo turned his head, looked at Morgan and said, "I'm afraid, there will be some..."

"But... Sorin and Balin chili fili are both up there. I can't watch them in danger."

Bilbo shook his head and said, with firm eyes.

"There will be time."

Morgan reached out and patted Bilbo on the shoulder. He looked up at the mountain and whispered.

"Go!"

Then Morgan quickly ran towards the mountain road.

Bilbo followed with a dagger.

At this time, snowflakes began to float in the sky.

Snowflakes are falling.

It's getting colder.

Valley town.

Walking in a street full of human, Orc and wood elf corpses.

Gandalf soon saw the two figures ahead.

"Legolas..."

Legolas looked back and saw Gandalf holding the staff carefully avoiding the human and ELF bodies at his feet and coming towards them.

Legolas greeted him.

"I finally see you. Where is Lord serandir?"

Approaching the elf prince, Gandalf looked around and asked.

"He..."

Legolas was just about to speak, but thinking of his father's attitude, he sighed: "he was just here. Maybe you can persuade him."

Legolas shook his head and opened his mouth. Gandalf heard some of the meaning of his words and was about to ask.

At this time, seeing the beautiful fairy approaching, Gandalf immediately remembered what Morgan had told him, so he looked at the fairy and said, "Morgan has left Valley town temporarily. Don't worry."

The voice fell. Tarrell was still moved by Legolas's dispute with the king because of her. At this time, he immediately responded: "where has he gone?"

Looking at the concerned eyes of the Female Elf, Gandalf couldn't hide: "he went to Raven ridge."

The voice fell and tarrell's face changed.

Morgan went to Raven ridge at this time. How could she not worry? She and Legolas had just returned from gondabad mountain overnight. She knew more about the huge Orc army than anyone else.

One side of Legolas looked at tarrell's face and immediately asked Gandalf, "he already knew that a large army of orcs was about to arrive from the north. Why did he go to Raven ridge at this time?"

Gandalf sighed in his heart. He wanted to explain when he saw the face of the Female Elf named tarrell. At this time, Legolas asked and just said, "just before, SOLIN and them had gone directly to Raven ridge to deal with azog."

"Morgan went to inform SOLIN to evacuate at this time."

"Don't worry, with Morgan's strength, there's no problem..."

Gandalf didn't finish explaining. The fairy turned and left.

"Tarrell..."

Legolas spoke quickly. Tarrell didn't look back and left quickly.

"I'll go first, Gandalf."

Legolas immediately said hello to Gandalf and quickly followed him.

Looking at the back of the two elves who are going away quickly, I think of Morgan again.

Gandalf seemed to think of something and couldn't help whispering: "love..."

At this time, he suddenly saw that not far ahead, the ELF KING serandir was leading the surviving elf soldiers, as if ready to leave.

"If you add this elf army, Morgan and SOLIN will have enough security."

Thinking of this, Gandalf immediately strode forward.

......

Raven ridge.

On the top of the broken stone hall.

Three huge bloody handsome flags roared in the high-altitude cold wind.

Azog, the chief of the orcs, looked at the faint figure of the dwarf who was climbing up quickly, and the corners of his mouth kept rising.

"Quack..."

"Quack..."

At this time, a raven with dark body and red eyes flew over again.

Azog stretched out his arm, and the Raven stopped on his arm and immediately quacked.

Soon, the Raven flew into the sky again and disappeared.

The smile on azog's face became more and more brilliant, which made his ugly and terrible face full of scars more ferocious.

"Today, here, will be the death day of SOLIN oak shield's short dogs..."

"Go!"

Azog withdrew his eyes and uttered a cold voice.

Then he took a group of orcs and turned down the stone hall, and soon disappeared into the hazy fog.

Down the mountain road.

Sorin oak shield is in front.

Devalin chili fili is three behind.

The four dwarfs rode the giant horned goat all the way to the top of the mountain on the extremely rugged and steep road.

It has to be said that the goat is a natural climber.

Whether it's ordinary goats kept by farmers, giant horn goats specially bred by dwarves for war, or all kinds of wild goats living in endless forests.

In short, each can run like a flat ground on steep mountain walls and steep mountain roads.

"Bang Bang..."

The short sound of sheep's hoofs kept going.

Finally, as the four dwarfs approached the top of the mountain, man-made stone terraces and broken stone houses began to appear on the rugged mountain road.

Raven ridge is named after the Raven that inhabits here.

During the reign of Sorin oak shield, grandfather and former king sol at the foot of the mountain, ravens had a very friendly relationship with erebo's dwarves. They often provided information for the dwarves, and the dwarves paid for shiny objects.

This used to be an ancient lookout for the erebo dwarves.

The stone terraces and architectural traces in front of us are the remnants of this lookout.

When the four dwarfs began to approach the top of the mountain, the remaining Orc soldiers immediately rushed at the four dwarfs with weapons.

Sorin oak shield took the lead, waved his long sword, cut off the weapons in the hands of the two orcs and rushed through.

The dwarf Devlin who followed him immediately waved his axe and slashed at the two orcs.

"Bang Bang..."

Two bloody heads flew up at once.

The headless body trembled to the ground.

The black and smelly blood immediately dyed the white snow on the ground red.

The two brothers, Qili and Feili, rode on the corpse and galloped past.

"Poop..."

"Poop..."

One by one, the orcs in the way were killed by the four dwarves.

When the broken stone ladder left a trail of bodies.

SOLIN oak shield led the three dwarfs to the most flat place above Raven ridge: a wide frozen lake.

This is the lake on Raven ridge.

In the hottest season of summer, this is the source of the coolest waterfall.

But now, the whole waterfall has been frozen. As the source, nature has long been frozen.

At this time, the wide frozen lake.

There was nothing but the dead orcs scattered on the ice.

Snowflakes are flying in the sky.

The cold fog rose around.

Looking at the top of the steep and broken tower stone hall opposite the frozen lake, where the former Orc leader azog was originally located, except that three giant bloody handsome flags were still ringing in the cold wind.

Nothing else.

No azog, no other orcs.

The whole Raven ridge seemed empty.

"What's going on?"

"Where is he?"

"Can't see anything..."

"Did azog escape?"

Qili and Philip spoke one after another.

"This son of a bitch..."

Grumpy godwalin was even more angry and hit a snowy stone platform beside him.

SOLIN oak shield looked at the empty tower in front of him with a dignified face, and then looked around and slowly opened his mouth: "I don't think it's that simple."

"Philip..."

Sorin oak shield turned, looked at his nephew Philip behind him and said, "take your brother and search the towers in front."

"Remember, be careful not to be found."

"If you find anything, come back and tell me first."

Sorin oak shield said in a deep voice, and Philip nodded, "I know."

Then he took his brother Qili behind him and turned to go.

"Wait..."

Sorin oak shield seemed to think of something and warned again, "if you find anything, don't be impulsive. Come back and tell me safely, okay?"

Facing his uncle's serious warning, Philip nodded seriously: "I will."

"Come on, brother..."

The blond filigree, with his black hair, walked slowly towards the broken tower like a black monster, shrouded in a strong cold fog.

Two dwarf brothers just left.

SOLIN oak shield and devalin not far away heard a chaotic and noisy sound of footsteps.

The two dwarves were surprised. They left and turned to look at the sound source. They saw a large group of ugly and dirty monsters shorter and thinner than the orcs, but with the same appearance as the orcs.

Goblin.

The large group in front of us were SOLIN oak shield and devalin, the underground goblin monsters we had seen in the underground goblin kingdom of the misty mountains.

But these goblin monsters are wearing armor all over.

Although the styles of armor are different, it is full-body armor.

Moreover, each goblin also holds weapons such as long sword, short sword, dagger and short handled axe. They are bright and sharp.

The equipment and weapons of these goblin monsters are obviously much better than those goblin monsters seen by SOLIN oak shield and devalin in the underground kingdom.

Even compared with the orcs just now, they are not inferior, and even win.

This immediately reminded SOLIN oak shield of a rumored Monster: Goblin mercenary.

Goblin mercenaries have no specific ethnic group. In the underground world, as long as one party gives enough price and food, they will fight for that ethnic group.

To some extent, it is similar to the mercenaries in the human world.

The arrival of this large group of goblin monster mercenaries with a minimum number of more than 50 immediately made the two dwarfs look serious.

Devalin looked at the monster coming in front and said angrily, "azog bastard hired goblin mercenaries!"

"Just kill them all!"

Sorin oak shield uttered a cold voice, and then walked quickly with a long sword to meet the goblin monster mercenary who screamed and attacked.

Fierce fighting broke out again over Raven ridge.

On the mountainside of Raven ridge.

Two figures, one tall and one short, were walking fast on the rugged and steep mountain road.

Compared with Sorin oak shield and the other three dwarfs, they rode up the mountain faster on giant horn war sheep.

Morgan and Bilbo are much slower.

Despite Morgan's strength at this time, he can move forward without stopping on the rugged mountain road.

Bilbo was close behind him. Although he was panting and hung up, Morgan was a little surprised by his strength.

However, the thought that the supreme ring can enhance all kinds of physique it carries.

Morgan is not surprised.

It seems that since coming out of the underground goblin kingdom.

Bilbo's physique seems to be much better than before.

Morgan and Bilbo are struggling to climb the steep mountain.

Raven ridge.

Under the high tower stone hall where the three giant bloody handsome flags are located.

Dwarf Qili and Philip are holding long swords and slowly approaching the front, in a huge black tower full of broken and weathered traces of time.

A little far behind the broken tower, a dark corner facing the tower.

Looking at the two dwarves walking slowly in the distance.

A flash of fire, followed by a few vague murmurs of darkness.

Soon, the fire disappeared and the whisper stopped.

Nothing seems to have happened.

The cold wind howled outside.

Philip and Qili brothers slowly stepped into the black tower.

The tower is dark, the ground is full of weeds, stones and other sundries, and the air still emits the peculiar smell of orcs that have not dispersed.

The two brothers looked nervous and walked slowly with long swords.

High up in the tower, in a hidden dark room.

Heavy breathing came and went.

At this time, a footsteps came quickly from the outside.

Soon I saw a black figure standing at the door of the dark room, respectfully opening his mouth towards the room: "master, the two dwarfs have stepped into the tower..."

"Finally hooked..."

"Then charge some interest from those short dogs first..."

"Go and carry out the previous plan..."

"Yes, master!"

The shadow at the door quickly left.

Behind him, in the dark room, a glimmer of fire began to rise.

A tall, strong and pale ferocious figure loomed in the fire.

In the dark tower.

Philip and Qili brothers continued to move forward.

Just soon.

The passage under your feet will come to an end.

A left and a right fork appeared in front of the two brothers.

Just then.

"Bang..."

An obvious abnormal noise suddenly came from the deep part of the channel on the left.

As soon as Qili's face changed, he immediately rushed into the left corridor with a sword, but was stopped by his brother Philip.

"Don't go there. You search the lower floors."

Philip looked at his brother and said in a deep voice. Then he looked at the left corridor and said, "give it to me here. I can handle it!"

Qili nodded, immediately turned around and rushed back into the corridor.

Brother Qili soon disappeared.

Philip took a deep breath and walked slowly forward in the dark corridor with a long sword.

Time passed slowly.

Philip, move on carefully.

But the abnormal noise I heard before never appeared again.

Keep moving forward. Before long, there were three branches in the corridor in front of Philip.

"Hoo..."

"Hoo..."

After taking a few deep breaths, Philip wiped the sweat on his forehead and chose to move on after a little consideration.

This time it seems to have chosen the right path.

Before long, Philip heard the strange sound again, and it was clearer and louder, as if it was not far ahead.

Philip kept going.

Just then.

There was a sudden light of fire ahead.

With the fire came a confused sound of footsteps.

Philip's face changed greatly. He immediately turned and ran back.

But it hasn't been far. There are also a lot of fire and chaotic footsteps in the rear corridor.

The front and back are surrounded and there is no way to escape.

Soon, in the fire, Philip finally saw what was behind the fire in the front and rear channels. It was the fully armed orcs.

Philip's face was very ugly. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he immediately rushed to the rear channel.

After struggling to kill the two front orcs, Philip was suddenly kicked off and fell in the corridor.

In the light of the fire, a pale ORC with gray steel spikes, tall and strong, ugly and ferocious face came out.

It was azog, the orc chief that Sorin oak shield and the Philistines were looking for.

Azog looked at Philip, who covered his stomach and stood up slowly, and said coldly, "bastard, I see how you can escape this time."