"Morgan!"
Seeing the orcs charging fiercely from the river bank, Bilbo, who was hanging by the barrel, immediately shouted.
"Damn it!"
Morgan turned his head and saw the ferocious orcs rushing towards him on the river bank. His expression changed, and he quickly pulled out a black arrow from the barrel, raised his hand and stabbed the orcs rushing towards him in the air.
The orc's thrusting spear was dodged by Morgan, and the black arrow in his hand suddenly pierced the eye socket of the oncoming orc.
"Pfft..."
Black fishy blood immediately flowed out of the orc's eyes.
The time was too short and too fast. The half-orc who was not dead immediately struggled and continued to wave the stabbing spear in his hand.
Morgan dodged the counterattack of the orc in front of him, and immediately exerted force on the hand holding the arrow, thrust the arrow deep into the orc's eye socket, and then stabbed it hard.
"puff..."
The black arrow instantly pierced the head of the orc in front of him from the eye socket and came out.
Just when Morgan was fighting the orcs in close combat.
Bilbo, who was hanging next to the tall and swaying barrel, suddenly felt a huge sense of panic and danger.
He immediately turned his head and saw an extraordinarily tall orc with an ugly and ferocious appearance on the boulder next to the checkpoint ahead, holding a long bow and aiming an arrow at him and Morgan.
Realizing the source of the danger, Bilbo's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately turned around and shouted at Morgan, who was still fighting: "Morgan, be careful!"
The moment he shouted, Bilbo immediately sank into the turbulent river.
At the same time, the half-orc leader Borg looked at the humans fighting the half-orcs in the distance and released the arrow in his hand with a cold expression.
He took over the orders of his father, the Orc leader Azog, to hunt down Thorin Oakenshield, the last king of the Turin dwarf lineage, and his team.
Azog told him that except for the leading dwarf Thorin Oakenshield, he must die.
The human in the group who is good at using a bow must also die.
"Whoosh..."
The long black arrows shot rapidly towards the river.
At this moment, Bilbo beside him yelled a warning, and Morgan reacted very quickly. Without thinking, he blocked the body of the orc who had been stabbed through the head and died violently in front of him.
The next second.
"Pfft..."
A shooting arrow instantly shot through the body of the orc in front of him and passed through his own body.
Morgan raised his arms and looked at the holes in the long sleeves under his armpits that had been shot by arrows. He felt a cold air rush out from the soles of his feet and go straight to his forehead.
If it were just a hair away, the arrow would have hit the heart.
And this dark, evil-looking arrow, Morgan had already learned from the memory plot that this should be the evil and poisonous arrow that infected the devil's cave.
In the memory plot, Qili, who was shot in the leg, almost died in less than a day.
If this shot had hit his heart, Morgan felt that he might have hit GG at this time.
"Morgan!"
"Morgan!"
"Morgan!"
At this time, Morgan was seen standing in front of him holding the body of the orc and blocking the arrow. A group of dwarves thought that Morgan had been hit by an arrow and immediately shouted urgently.
"Morgan, are you okay!"
At this time, Bilbo also emerged from the water, looked at the stunned Morgan and shouted hurriedly.
Awakened by the shouts of the dwarves and Bilbo, Morgan pushed the orc corpse in front of him, signaled to everyone that he was fine, and quickly retracted into the tall wine barrel.
At this time, the half-orc commander Borg, who was about to laugh ferociously when he was standing next to the checkpoint, saw that the human being was still alive. The ferocious smile on his face suddenly stopped, and then he fired his bow and arrow at Morgan again in anger.
"Whoosh..."
Black arrows shot out again.
But this time, Morgan didn't even have to hide.
The turbulent river water carried the tall wine barrel that Morgan was riding in and flowed downward continuously.
The arrow shot by Borg missed the target and fell into the water.
Morgan's side is extremely thrilling.
The same goes for the dwarves in the waterway below the level.
At this time, he saw that jumping directly into the water to fight the dwarves was not only time-consuming and labor-intensive but could not hurt the dwarves, but the orcs under his command were also seriously injured.
The little half-orc leader who had been intimidated by Commander Borg suddenly turned his eyes, as if a light flashed through his mind.
Then, it thought of a way, and immediately pointed at the river below the level and screamed at the orcs beside it: "Quick, go there, get a bow and arrow and shoot these dwarves to death, they can't run away!"
After being yelled by the little leader, several orcs holding bows and arrows immediately turned around and ran downstream.
Checkpoint here.
The tall wine barrels of the other dwarves, including Morgan, finally quickly approached the checkpoint with the rushing water.
At this time, the orcs guarding the checkpoint finally waited for the opportunity, and immediately screamed strangely and rushed towards the floating barrels below one by one.
The orcs jumped off like dumplings.
Fifteen or six tall wine barrels, plus a large number of orcs jumping into the water.
The water channel below the entire level immediately became a mess and blocked into a pot of porridge.
Facing the ferocious orcs, although the members of the expedition team were trapped in the tall wine barrels, they were not slow to react. They immediately took out the arrows stuck in the barrels and violently fought back.
In front of them, the dwarves such as Bofur Pangbo Fili and others were attacked by the orcs as soon as they approached.
Morgan, who was following behind, saw this. Just as he approached the checkpoint, facing the first Orc that rushed towards him, Morgan stood up suddenly with an arrow in hand and took the lead. An arrow quickly pierced the neck of the Orc that rushed towards him. .
The smelly black blood immediately overflowed from the mouth of the half-orc in front of him.
Morgan didn't care about the half-dead opponent's struggle before death. He raised his hand and pushed the orc out of his hand and fell into the rushing river, quickly sinking to the bottom and disappearing.
Just after killing the first Orc, two more Orcs wielding axes and spears rushed towards Morgan below from the level.
Faced with the orcs charging at him again, Morgan, who had nothing in his hands, could only take the initiative to attack again. He stood up and quickly grabbed the black ax in the opponent's hand.
The orc who was caught with the weapon was not to be outdone at all, and immediately started wrestling with Morgan.
At this time, another half-orc wielding a sharp spear rushed forward.
Beneath him is a tall wine barrel that is constantly shaking, and in front of him are strong orcs who are fighting for weapons.
The other dwarves around were all entangled by the orcs.
Even Bilbo was trying his best to deal with the orcs in front of him at this time, and he couldn't protect himself.
At this moment, all members of the expedition team were fighting to protect themselves, and no one cared about Morgan's danger.
At the same time, on the boulder next to the checkpoint, the Orc leader Borg, who was loudly calling for the Orcs to gather, looked at the fighting humans and raised the black long bow again.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the attacking Orcs, and without hesitation, Morgan launched his special skill: Body of Rock.
The next second.
Morgan felt his back bear two attacks of different intensity.
"boom..."
"boom..."
There were two crisp sounds like gold and iron hitting hard rock.
There was an arrow from Borg, the orc commander on the boulder in the distance.
The other sound came from the orcs rushing from behind with stabbing spears.
The black arrow hit Morgan's back and made a crisp sound, then rebounded and fell directly into the water.
The orc holding a silver-gray spear swooped down and stabbed Morgan on the back. The palm of his hand suddenly slid down because the sharp end of the spear did not move, and plunged deeply into the side thorn next to the sharp end of the spear.
The orc who made the sneak attack was injured by his own weapon and screamed, falling straight into the water.
However, Morgan stumbled forward because of the spear that sneaked up on the orc. He raised his elbow and suddenly hit the chin of the orc who was wrestling in front of him.
"boom..."
Following the dull sound of elbow strikes, four or five bloody fangs immediately flew up.
Morgan took the opportunity to grab the ax with all his strength, and struck the orc who fell into the water with the axe.
"Pfft..."
Black, warm and smelly blood immediately flew up and splashed all over Morgan's face and body.
"Quick, get up!!"
"Kill them, kill them all!!!"
The orc leader Borg roared with a ferocious look, and a large number of orcs rushed from both sides of the surrounding area, waving weapons and screaming, and rushed towards the level.
While panting violently, Morgan looked at the dense crowd of orcs, his face turned pale, and he felt despair for the first time.
at this time.
"Swish swish..."
The sound of arrows piercing the air suddenly shot out from the dense forests on both sides of the river.
