"careful!"
Morgan's roar of strength suddenly came from behind.
Thorin Oakenshield and Chilidvarin, who were originally in a good mood and relaxed, were still chatting and laughing, but their expressions changed immediately when they heard this voice.
Morgan wasn't the type to make jokes like this.
Several people just became wary.
"Swish swish swish..."
I saw a large number of arrows shooting out from the dense river banks on both sides.
"Be careful!"
Thorin Oakenshield widened his eyes and roared, and then his whole body immediately shrank into the tall wooden barrel.
Qili and Dwalin also did the same thing.
The moment Morgan yelled, he became alert.
Then they saw the rain of arrows coming from both sides of the strait, and they all instantly shrank into the tall wooden barrels.
But these arrows are not just aimed at the dwarves in front.
At this moment, the dwarves such as Morgan Nolioli Groyin and others in the river behind were also attacked by arrows from both sides.
Morgan noticed something strange when he warned Thorin Oakenshield and other dwarves ahead.
This time the reaction is faster.
Morgan first pushed Bilbo beside the bucket into the water.
Then his whole body quickly retracted into the tall wine barrel, curling up into a ball as much as possible.
The other dwarves in the river behind were not slow to respond either.
Morgan's voice could be heard by the dwarves in front of him, and naturally the same could be heard from behind.
It's almost the same operation. All the dwarves in the river can only try their best to shrink into the barrels under them to reduce their chances of being hit by arrows.
Bombur, the most bloated among the dwarves, was in more trouble. He was too bloated and fat to squeeze into the barrel, which was a bit forced.
It is impossible to shrink in at this time.
But he was also smart. Knowing that he couldn't shrink in, he immediately used all his strength to make the barrel tip over into the water.
"Bang bang bang bang bang..."
The dark arrows fell quickly like raindrops, and all the wine barrels were shot with a bang.
Fortunately, the water flow in the river was rapid, and the wine barrel was trapped inside and the flow rate was very fast. In addition, the water waves fluctuated rapidly.
After the first wave of arrows passed, everything on both sides of the river immediately ceased.
Morgan immediately stood up, picked up Bilbo who was drinking water from the deep side of the bucket, and then looked around.
Good guy, every tall wooden barrel has at least three black arrows stuck in it.
The barrel where Morgan was was also pierced by five black arrows.
As for the most numerous ones, there were the dwarves Thorin Oakenshield and Chilidvarin in front of them. Their barrels were almost filled with arrows at this time, and they were all pierced into hedgehogs.
At this time, even the stupid dwarf realized that he and his group had been ambushed.
As for the ambush enemies, after the arrows fell, they quickly poured out from the dense forests on both sides. They were half-orc troops wearing armor and fully armed with ferocious faces.
Among the densely packed dark orc troops on both sides of the bank, on the boulder next to the checkpoint ahead.
Morgan saw the leader of this orc army. It was the tall and strong man wearing steel thorn armor, and even half of his head was tightly wrapped in black thorn armor: Borg!
"Come up, kill them for me, kill them all!"
Borg swung the black long bow on his back, wielded the huge knife and hammer in his hand, and looked at the dwarves in the river below and shouted coldly.
The moment Morgan saw the half-orc Borg clearly, the anger and vigilance in his heart were raised to the highest level.
But it was useless no matter how angry he was at this time, because he and a group of dwarves were floating in the river.
Not only were all his weapons and equipment stripped away in the Woodland Kingdom.
No, speaking of weapons, Morgan still has one thing, which is his elf sword, which is currently hidden in the silver space ring in his hand.
But he couldn't take it out at this time, because he had no way to explain it to the dwarves.
Although even taking it out would not help, because it is contained in a wooden barrel and is flowing downward with the water, making it a living target.
A living target for the orcs!
The water flow in the river was rapid and turbulent, and the orcs did not dare to go into the water, and they did not need to go into the water. They could just shoot with their bows on both sides of the river.
Arrows from both sides continued to shoot out.
Morgan, Bilbo beside him, and the dwarves behind him felt so desperate that they couldn't even lift their heads after being shot.
In the eyes of Thorin Oakenshield and Kilidvarin in front of them
The real despair is watching the orcs rushing to the front level and pressing the switch of the waterway gate below.
Looking at the huge iron fence that was closing in the distance in front of them, the few dwarves who saw all this with their own eyes were really desperate.
"No..."
Thorin Oakenshield roared in despair.
Watching the iron fence of the waterway close in front of you completely closed.
The dwarves Thorin Oakenshield and Chilidvarin could only look in despair as the huge wine barrel they were riding in was wrapped in the current and quickly went under the level, directly hitting the huge iron fence.
He was blocked in the gate at the bottom of the level, and now he was about to catch a turtle in a jar.
"no no!"
"Damn damn it!"
Thorin Oakenshield grabbed the huge iron fence in front of him that was as thick as an arm and yelled.
The irritable Godwalin, who was squeezed into the barrel next to him, was also shaking the iron fence in front of him desperately.
At this time, the dwarves such as Morgan Bilbo, Norioli Bomber and others in the crowd behind him were still being shot with bows and arrows by the orcs on both sides, as if they were birds.
On the checkpoint side, I knew that several dwarves had been blocked in the checkpoint fence below, and the orcs were yelling and getting ready to go into the water.
"Go on, kill them, kill those dwarves!"
At this time, the orc leader Borg's yelling orders came from behind.
The Orc, who was still hesitant while standing by the water, immediately jumped to the bottom of the level.
"Puff thump thump..."
The three orcs who fell down and jumped into the water immediately sank to the bottom. This river was not shallow, especially the water channel in front of the checkpoint.
Coupled with the rapid flow of the river behind them, the three orcs who entered the water immediately disappeared.
This caused the other half-orcs who were standing around and were about to get in to stop immediately. They looked at the leader behind him hesitantly and screamed: "The water is too deep down there. What should I do, leader?"
The leader Borg, who was commanding the other orcs, immediately turned his head and yelled at the orcs on the level with a ferocious face: "Idiots, jump down, even if you fill them up, you will kill the dwarves!"
The little orc leader was startled by Borg's glare, turned around and kicked the hesitating orc beside him, and kicked him into the gasping river.
Then he waved the giant mace in his hand and shouted threateningly at the orcs around him: "Hurry up, jump down and kill the dwarves below!"
Being threatened by the little leader who was directly under their superiors, these orcs had no choice but to jump under the level like fried fish.
This time I was prepared, and sure enough, several orcs jumped into the water and floated up. Then they screamed strangely and were carried by the current to kill the dwarves at the bottom of the level.
At this time, barrels, members of the expedition team behind the river, were attacked by countless arrows on both sides of the river, and finally approached the checkpoint.
Bilbo hung next to Morgan's barrel, inevitably falling behind.
Due to the impact of the current, after hitting a dark stone in the river, the two quickly moved towards the shore.
Just as he was approaching the shore, an orc holding a spear suddenly rushed out from the shore and jumped straight towards Morgan's tall wine barrel.
At this moment, Morgan had no way to escape. He immediately stood up from the barrel and stabbed the orcs with the arrow he pulled out from the barrel.
At this moment, on the boulder beside the level, the ugly and ferocious Orc leader Borg reached out and took off the dark long bow from his back.
Looking at the human beings entangled with the orcs in the river in the distance, he raised his hand and shot an arrow.
