Chapter 1144: 1126 end

Chapter 1144 1126. Ending

“Thorin! My cousin!”

Dane Ironfoot had just killed an orc with his hammer, and turned to shout to Thorin, who was holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other.

“Why did you come?!”

“I was delayed in there for a while!”

The beast-biting sword in Thorin's hand easily cut off the knees of the three approaching orcs, and laughed in response to Dane.

As the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, the elves, humans, and dwarves were recovering, while the orcs' original momentum of going forward indomitably and swallowing everything with waves was disappearing.

But the advantage of numbers is an unmitigated reality. So now on the main battlefield, the **** fierce battle is still going on.

The two dwarves met on this chaotic battlefield and hugged each other vigorously.

“There are too many of these filthy offenders, Thorin.”

After the cousins ​​exchanged hugs and greetings, Dane immediately started talking about practical matters.

"If this continues, our casualties will continue to rise! We have to find a way!"

Now the oppression that seemed to be caused by the evil force is gradually disappearing, and their side is full of momentum because of Thorin and the Lonely Mountain.

But in the early stages of the war, the orcs had already accumulated a lot by taking advantage of the advantageous period, and it was about to snowball.

By then, the orcs' victory was overwhelming, but due to a series of changes, their rising military power was now being suppressed head-on.

So even now, they still have huge advantages over humans, dwarves, and elves.

This war is still not easy to fight.

"There is always a way!" Thorin's expression changed from affectionate to serious, and he looked towards Crow Ridge, which was not far from the battlefield. “And it’s always been easy!”

“We capture the thief first and capture the king first!”

“Azog.” Dane said the name heavily.

At this time, Thorin had quickly grabbed a running dwarf goat from the chaotic battlefield and turned it over.

“Kill him, settle the grudges between our bloodline and him, and end this war!”

“No, you are our king!”

The two stubborn dwarves looked at each other, but Thorin finally spoke in a deep voice.

“That’s why I have to go.”

At this time, a dwarf chariot rushed over from the chaos, and the orcs whose legs were cut off by the blades on both sides of the wheel lay on the ground.

“We’re following you!”

Dwalin the Faithful, Balin the Whitebeard, and Thorin's two nephews drove the chariot. Rushed to Thorin's side.

Now all of them have swept away the haze in the lonely mountain, and they look happy and free even on the dangerous battlefield.

It was like going back to the time when they were rushing together in the wilderness, heading towards the lonely mountain and hope.

But Dane held Thorin's shoulders on the goat.

“Perhaps you don’t have to go up, Thorin. I just saw an elf and a tall human rushing up Crow Ridge. Look at the dark clouds in the sky now, maybe they succeeded?”

 Crow Ridge is really not far from the battlefield. Lan En and the others can clearly see the movement as they rush up and encounter the demon wolf's surprise attack.

"Is there any chance we can bet on someone else's success, Dane?"

Thorin shook his head and pressed Dane's palm.

“Besides, the tall human you are talking about is also my friend. Do I, Thorin Oakenshield, want him to fight alone?”

There is nothing more to say, Dane can only wish him well.

“May Turin protect his descendants and return safely!”

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“Brilliant swordsmanship and sorcery.”

Qilin snorted in confusion.

Didn’t you say before that it was too conspicuous and not allow it to be put up?

"The demon wolf has appeared and died. It is unlikely that there is any arrangement above. Moreover"

Lan En knew Qilin’s thoughts very well and explained it.

A pair of cat's eyes looked up the mountain road. In the rugged and obscured mountains, bursts of pure light burst out from time to time, like flashlights.

“Gandalf just found an elf he didn’t recognize, but he looked very strong. I guess there’s nothing on this mountain that can threaten him. Follow him!”

Once Qilin heard this, there was no problem.

I immediately threw off my hooves and jumped towards the mountain with my flexible and powerful hooves.

For Qilin, he can dig out a hole in a 90-degree cliff with his hooves, then get stuck in and jump up. The rugged and steep Crow Ridge just looks scary.

Just as Lan En estimated, there was no longer a lurking force on this hill that could pose a threat to them.

Sauron had just been driven out of Dol Guldur, and he had only enough power to create a Zhaogluth.

With the power of Qilin's feet, they quickly surpassed the position where they last rushed up the mountain, which was the mountain road when Lan En was attacked by the demon wolf, and were able to continue going up.

There are ugly corpses of orcs everywhere along the way. There are arrows on the corpses, as well as hard ax blades and hammer wounds.

 Gushan is already at a higher altitude and is located in the north of the mainland. Not only is there a lot of ice floating on the Changhu Lake, but there is also a small waterfall on the Crow Ridge, which is also completely frozen at this time.

Just as Lan En caught up on his Qilin, he saw a scene upstream of the frozen waterfall that shocked him.

Thorin and his two nephews were lying on the thick ice, and the blood smeared out under them like paint and spread on the ice.

Legolas, Tauriel, Gandalf, who were all in embarrassment, and Glorfindel, who had no traces of battle on his body, were all surrounding the three dwarves with sad expressions.

The loyal Dwalin, the bald dwarf tough guy, was crying like a helpless child, lying on the three of them.

Not far away, a pale but tall orc corpse was left unnoticed.

“Fortunately, you’re here!” Gandalf was the first to notice Lan En, who was stunned while riding a unicorn. He walked towards this side with a look of sadness and solemnity on his face.

"Someone is waiting for you. Thank God, I thought he wouldn't be able to wait."

“Thorin!” cried Gandalf, “I have brought him!”

Lan followed Gandalf and walked over. He saw that the three familiar dwarves were all taking in less air and outgoing more air.

Thorin reluctantly raised his head and looked at him.

"I think I'm going to die." He said intermittently, with blood spilling from his mouth: "I will soon reunite with my ancestors in the palace of Mandos, and we will leave when the world reincarnates."

"And since I have to give up my gold and silver treasures and go to a place where gold and silver treasures are meaningless, I at least hope to still have your friendship, Lan En."

His mouth full of blood forced a smile. This smile made Dwalin, who was lying on him crying in pain, even closer to collapse.

“I wish to revoke all the bad words and slanders I have said to you in the Lonely Mountain. Can you accept it?”

"You will accept it, I know. But it's a pity that I wanted to say goodbye to everyone, but it was probably too late."

 Before Lan En could respond, Thorin turned his increasingly hollow eyes to the sky.

At this time, there was no more cloud in the sky of Gushan.

Lan En had a sullen face.

Beside Thorin, Fili and Kili, who had only the last bit of strength left, held their uncle's hand.

Elves have sad expressions. They are beautiful creatures and can naturally understand the pain of others.

Gandalf and Dwalin spent time with Thorin.

But in the midst of grief, the witcher stepped forward, roughly pulled Dwalin away from Thorin, and pushed the others away as well.

Everyone thought he was out of control.

But the witcher himself had a cold face and squatted beside the three dwarves.

“I didn’t come here to see your cowardly farewell, Thorin Oakenshield.”

“Now, it’s the doctor’s turn!”

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