"Pfft..."
"Pfft..."
One after another, the orcs were quickly shot over by the sudden arrows from behind and fell to the ground.
Upon detecting the sneak attack, the orc troops immediately fell into a brief chaos, and the speed of the rush to the checkpoint dropped sharply.
"Swish swish..."
A large number of arrows were shot out from the dense forest behind again.
This time, the orcs finally saw clearly who the attackers were. They were the wood elves coming from the dense forest behind them.
The team was led by the elf prince Legolas, who was wearing beautiful silver mail armor, and the elf captain Tauriel, who was wearing brown leather armor outside of a green robe.
The appearance of the wood elf team immediately attracted the attention of the orc leader Borg.
Especially the two elves at the head, a man and a woman, are extremely powerful.
With their superb archery skills, in just a few breaths, at least more than ten orcs died in the hands of these two elves.
"Go on, kill those elves!"
Borg brandished his knife, hammer, bow and arrow, pointing at the wood elves on the other side of the river and shouting.
In the water channel below the level.
The blocked expedition team also discovered the arrival of the wood elves at this time.
Seeing the orcs quickly fighting with the wood elves, almost everyone's faces showed a glimmer of hope.
With the participation of the wood elves in the battle, the pressure on the expedition team below the level was relieved.
Even if he knew that these wood elves were here to hunt him and others.
But in front of the Orcs, the biggest and most evil enemy in the entire Middle-earth.
The grudge between the members of the expedition team and the wood elves was much worse than that.
The participation of the wood elves in the battle seemed to give the entire expedition a shot in the arm.
Even the orcs were still fearless and continued to attack.
But the spiritual encouragement made everyone in the expedition team become more courageous as they fought.
The orcs continued to pounce crazily.
Everyone in the expedition team fought tooth and nail to resist.
Although everyone in the expedition team was trapped in the tall wooden barrel, they could not move easily.
But this was a fierce battle in the middle of a rushing river.
The orc's first attack was the biggest threat to everyone in the barrel.
Once the attack fails, the orc will easily fall into the water.
In such a fast-moving current, it is difficult to stay afloat, let alone continue to attack once you fall into the water.
What's more, there are also attacks from everyone in the expedition team.
This is also the reason why people dare not leave the wine barrel, let alone go ashore easily.
Blocked by the checkpoint building, the orcs' arrows could not easily penetrate, but the expedition team members nestled below could continue to struggle.
And if they go ashore, the dense orcs can easily swamp any one in the expedition team.
What's more, there are a large number of Orc archers holding Demon Cave arrows waiting in formation outside.
Even if Morgan goes up there, he will die!
The water in the waterway below the level turns red again and again.
Under the command of the leader, the half-orcs who were not afraid of death continued to pounce.
Being squeezed into the innermost fence at the bottom of the level, Thorin Oakenshield and the dwarf Dwalin couldn't wait.
They were squeezed deep into the depths, like targets, and could only accept and avoid attacks from the orc archers on both sides of the river below the checkpoint without being able to fight back at all.
Of course this is nothing.
The key is the timely attack of the wood elves. If everyone in the expedition team does not take this opportunity to escape quickly.
Once the orcs and wood elves decide the winner, it doesn't matter which side wins.
The expedition team is unable to continue to the Lonely Mountain, and the day of Turin is just around the corner, and time no longer allows everyone to delay any longer.
"We can't wait any longer."
"We need to take advantage of this opportunity and leave immediately!"
"Dwalin, Kili, follow me!"
Thorin Oakenshield said as he climbed out of the barrel.
But he was pushed down by the irritable Godwalin. Godwalin looked at Thorin Oakenshield and shook his head: "Let me and Kili come."
Although the dwarves who were squeezed deep could not easily move the huge wine barrel under them, the person who turned the barrel out could still move. He just had to lower his body and move outward with the help of other barrels and other people.
At this time, the ones closest to the outside were Morgan Bilbo, Noli Fili, Pombo and their few wine barrels.
It is also the unlucky few who have been struggling to deal with the attacks of the orcs.
Then Dwalin and Kili were seen quickly climbing out.
After learning of the two's plan, Morgan, who was about to go up, immediately said: "You two are not safe, I will go with you!"
After saying that, he threw out the stabbing spear he had just snatched, and an orc who was about to pounce was immediately stabbed to death on the level.
"superior!"
Morgan gave a low drink, took the lead to dig out of the barrel, stepped on Bilbo's head and jumped towards the path next to the checkpoint.
Morgan is extremely fast, and Dwalin and Kili are not slow either.
Dvalin smashed the head of the orc that jumped down, knocked him unconscious and fell directly into the water.
Kili, on the other hand, held a sharp arrow and stabbed the orc who rushed towards him directly from the mouth to death.
The two dwarves turned over and jumped to the upper level. They clung to the edge and climbed up quickly.
As soon as Morgan jumped onto the level building, he noticed that a large number of orcs had been obviously restrained by the wood elves team.
The two sides fought fiercely, and although there were still many orcs surrounding the checkpoint, they were significantly fewer than before.
This is the opportunity for everyone in the expedition team.
Morgan waved the extra black thorn mace from the orc's hand, and hit the orc's head in front of him with one blow, causing the blood, flesh and brain to fly everywhere.
Footsteps were approaching quickly from behind. Morgan didn't even look. He picked up the mace with both hands and turned around to strike back.
"boom..."
There was a sudden dull sound.
As soon as the half-orc wielding a hatchet approached, Morgan's club instantly crushed his chest and sent him flying.
Morgan's violence could not scare the orcs, and more orcs immediately rushed towards Morgan on the level.
At the other end of the level, the dwarf Dwalin is currently fighting with a huge guillotine that he seized from the orcs.
Morgan and Dwalin held off a large number of orcs at both ends of the level.
The pressure was greatly reduced. Qili waved his hand and stabbed an orc in front of him to death with an arrow, and immediately rushed towards the mechanism that controlled the waterway ahead.
At this moment, the half-orc leader Borg, who was concentrating on dealing with the wood elves a little further away, finally noticed this side.
He raised his long bow and aimed an arrow at Qili.
Kili happened to bend down to avoid the arrows fired from the front.
The arrow of Orc leader Borg flew past Qili's head, and instantly hit the Orc who was rushing in front of Qili.
He missed an arrow and saw the dwarves trying to escape.
Borg immediately shouted at the orcs on both sides of the bank: "Come on, kill the dwarves!"
More orcs immediately abandoned the wood elves and rushed towards the level.
But it was too late.
The last half-orc in the way died. Qili took the opportunity to immediately rush to the handle of the mechanism that controlled the waterway and pressed down hard.
"Kakaka..."
The iron fence of the waterway below began to be slowly opened.
Watching helplessly as the dwarf opened the mechanism, the orc leader Borg was furious but had no choice.
Seeing that the three people on the level far ahead were about to run, Borg immediately drew out his arrows and raised the black longbow again.
He was about to aim at the three people, but he didn't expect to see a better target.
A dwarf with a funny five-pointed star-shaped messy hair just climbed out of the water channel level below and quickly climbed up the level.
Looking at the live target with the wide open door behind him, Borg immediately changed the target without hesitation, raised the arrow and shot it.
"Pfft..."
The dwarf, who had just climbed the level but had not yet stood firm, was hit by an arrow in his vest and fell straight towards the river behind him.
"Noli..."
"Noli!"
"No!"
