Riverdale Town.
Town Hall Square.
"Whizzing..."
"Hmph..."
The two orcs that rushed quickly in front of them groaned and fell to the ground.
This time, the two orcs were hit by arrows in the eyes, which were the only holes in the steel armor on their heads.
Gandalf and Bilbo swung their raised weapons away.
They couldn't help but look back at Morgan.
Faced with the slightly speechless looks in their eyes, Morgan shrugged.
The next second, Morgan's eyes suddenly became sharp. He looked at the two people opposite him and raised their hands and shot another arrow.
"Whoosh..."
The arrow was shot almost close to Bilbo's ear.
He could almost feel the stinging pain caused by the rapidly shooting sharp arrows passing by his ears.
After the arrow passed, he immediately turned his head and saw an orc that had almost rushed to his side with an arrow in his eye and fell to the sky again.
Bilbo was startled, and he immediately faced the oncoming orcs without daring to be careless.
Gandalf on the side was killing with a sword and a staff in one hand.
At this moment, a giant troll armored warrior with a relatively slow movement and a height of four meters finally arrived, and raised his hand to strike Gandalf.
"boom!"
There was a loud muffled sound.
Gandalf ducked just in time.
The hard street paved with stones in front of him was instantly smashed into a huge hole by the huge steel ferocious fang stick in the giant troll's hand.
The hard boulder below the pit that had remained unchanged despite years of wind and rain was instantly smashed into pieces.
The giant armored troll doesn't move very fast, but its speed in its hands is not slow.
If he misses a hit, he immediately raises the giant steel fang stick again and is about to hit it.
Gandalf did not hide this time. He held the staff in both hands, looked at the huge giant troll in front of him, and muttered a magic spell:
"Bath in the glory of all living beings!"
Then he slammed the staff into the ground.
It's just that the magic that has always been invincible in the past has not moved at all this time.
Gandalf was immediately shocked.
The giant troll, frightened by the wizard in front of him, immediately became even more angry and smashed the mace club in his hand.
"boom!"
There was another violent bang.
A huge crater was instantly created in the rocky street.
Gandalf quickly ducked away, but his figure was a little embarrassed.
Morgan, who was standing behind him, shot an arrow, but it only hit the edge of the eye socket of the giant troll's steel helmet and was bounced away.
The angry troll immediately waved the mace in his hand and swept across.
Gandalf once again dodged in embarrassment, but before Bilbo could react, he was swept over by the troll's club and was knocked over.
The two orcs on the side who couldn't dodge were also instantly smashed away by the giant troll's fang club.
He looked at the extremely violent giant troll, and then looked at the high walls on both sides of the street.
Morgan immediately hung the long bow on his back, then rushed towards the huge high wall on the side of the street and jumped into the air.
He stepped on the steep wall for several steps and quickly approached the giant Troll Queen on the street below.
Morgan suddenly jumped down towards the troll's huge body and landed firmly on the troll's huge shoulders.
The giant man-eater became even more irritable and angry when he realized that something had been climbed on him. However, his extremely thick arms could not reach Morgan on his shoulders, so he could only shake his body vigorously.
Feeling unsteady on his feet, Morgan immediately pulled out the dagger from his waist and the dagger on his leg, and with both hands, he immediately plunged the dagger into the giant troll's bare, rough, fat shoulder.
"Roar..."
Feeling the stinging pain coming from his body, the giant troll roared angrily and shook his body more and more violently.
The furious troll swung the giant mace in his hand and smashed it randomly.
There was a loud banging sound and sand and rocks flying around.
Gandalf, Bilbo and several orcs who were originally standing aside immediately fled in fear when they saw this.
At this moment, no one dared to step forward. They could only look at the furious giant troll blocking the middle of the street and the human on its back from a distance.
With the dagger and dagger as support, Morgan immediately hung firmly on the giant troll.
The giant troll continued to rage, and Morgan quickly climbed up behind the troll's head with a dagger and dagger.
The troll immediately reached out for Morgan again.
This time Morgan had no way to hide, so he had to speed up immediately. With one hand, he grabbed the huge steel helmet on the giant troll's head, and with the other hand, he inserted the slightly longer dagger into the only empty eye in the troll's helmet. Inside, and stir it up hard.
"Roar..."
Unparalleled pain came, and the giant troll wailed in pain. It stopped grabbing Morgan immediately. After dancing, the giant mace in its hand fell to the ground.
Then his whole body became unstable and fell to the ground.
"boom..."
The giant troll's body blocking the road fell to the ground.
More and more orcs gathered behind him, but they were not afraid of Morgan at all. They screamed again and rushed forward ferociously, waving their weapons in their hands.
Morgan did not use the longbow this time. Instead, he directly drew the elf sword from his waist and strode forward to meet him.
...
Lonely mountain.
The bloody flags above the rugged Raven Ridge are constantly changing.
The desolate horn sounds echoed across the battlefield.
More and more orc armies and giant trolls are pouring onto the battlefield.
In front of Gushan Mountain.
The only two neat archery phalanxes left in the wood elf army were in front of them.
The Elf King Thranduil, who was riding on a huge horned deer, looked at the stalemate battlefield ahead, looked at the black army of orcs coming from further away, and shouted again: "Get ready!"
The wood elf warriors behind him immediately acted like precision machines, raising their bows, drawing arrows, nocking arrows, and aiming all at once.
"emission!"
Thranduil shouted with a cold face and lowered his sword.
"Swish swish swish swish..."
A dense rain of arrows composed of countless arrows immediately flew rapidly towards the distant battlefield.
Soon, the arrow rain fell within the predetermined range.
"Swish, brush, brush, brush..."
In an instant, the Orc warrior in the middle fell to the ground quickly like cutting wheat, and a vacuum suddenly appeared on the battlefield of the densely packed Orc army.
But more orcs came from behind again, and the vacuum on the battlefield was quickly filled.
In front of the elven archery phalanx.
The Elf King Thranduil seemed to have turned a blind eye to the scene in the distance and shouted again: "Get ready!"
The two elven phalanx warriors immediately raised their bows, drew arrows, and nocked arrows again.
"emission!"
Thranduil waved his sword again and shouted.
"Swish swish swish swish..."
The dense rain of arrows once again shot towards the battlefield in the distance.
Soon, the dense army of orcs was quickly cleared out of a vacuum battlefield.
But it won’t take long at all, and the empty battlefield will be quickly filled by the orc army.
The elven archery phalanx commanded by Thranduil quickly and ruthlessly harvested the heads of the orc army.
But the Orc leader above Raven Ridge couldn't stand it anymore.
"Go and tell them to destroy the elves' phalanx!"
Azog pointed at the Orc flagbearer warrior behind him and shouted an order.
Soon, the giant bloody handsome flag changed again, and the horn sounded soon.
"hold head high..."
"hold head high..."
"hold head high..."
In front of six dark passages.
There were no more orc warriors coming out of the passage.
But on the broad hillside in front of the passage, there are still several heavily armored orc warriors waiting for orders.
At this time, I saw the order from the master.
The orc leader rode a warg and rushed to two of the phalanxes, shouting orders.
Soon, the two orc army formations actually took a side road, trying to bypass the extremely stalemate meat grinder battlefield in front, and directly attack the wood elf archer army formation behind the dwarves and elves.
The movements of such a large orc army cannot be hidden from others.
Especially the leader of the Iron Hills dwarves standing on a giant chariot in the middle of the fierce battlefield in front of the elven archers.
A short but powerful dwarf leader noticed something strange about the orc army and immediately shouted: "Turn left!"
"Prepare the dwarf's axe!"
When the dwarf leader finished speaking, the six giant Bighorn chariots that had been aiming at the battlefield ahead and firing giant arrows immediately turned to the east on the left.
Several dwarf riders on the giant chariot immediately carried a strange giant steel spear that was several meters long and looked like a spear.
This was originally the signature arrow rain prepared by the dwarves to deal with the wood elf army.
Now it's up to the orcs to try it.
"Prepare!"
The dwarf driver moved quickly, and soon six giant steel spears were loaded onto the launcher of the giant chariot.
The dwarf leader standing on the chariot in the middle looked at the black orc army running wildly in the distance in front of him, and quickly estimated the range of his "Dwarf Axe".
The running orc army is very fast.
It didn't take long to break into range.
The dwarf leader decisively waved the short ax in his hand and shouted: "Fire!"
"Hoo ho ho ho..."
The moment the steel spears were fired out, the three long sharp "wings" on the spears immediately rotated at high speed and flew towards the black orc army in the distance.
Facing the attack of such a giant killer weapon, the orcs had no choice but to resist with their flesh and blood.
The giant windmill known as the "Dwarf's Ax" quickly flew over the orc army and then fell quickly.
"boom..."
There was a huge booming sound of landing.
In an instant, the dense phalanx of the Orc army was almost instantly cleared of all Orc warriors within at least thirty-four square meters.
As the first dwarf ax fell, the second and third dwarf axes roared towards them with a violent sound of breaking through the air.
"boom..."
"boom..."
"boom..."
The arrival of giant dwarf axes is like flowers of death blooming in the orc army.
The first phalanx of the orc army running wildly at the front suffered heavy casualties in an instant.
At this time, the iron hill dwarves were in the giant chariot formation.
The second wave of Dwarf Axes has been loaded.
With the battle ax in the hand of the dwarf leader, his subordinates said: "Launch!"
"Whirring whirring..."
One after another, the dwarf axes made a violent sound of breaking through the air again, whistling and spinning towards the orc army.
Behind the phalanx of giant dwarven chariots.
The Elf King Thranduil naturally also discovered the incoming Orc army from the east.
The Elf King changed the target without hesitation and directed the phalanx of archers behind him at the orc army that was being beaten by the giant dwarf arrows.
"Prepare!"
After the words fell, the wood elf warriors in the two square formations once again raised their bows, drew arrows, nocked arrows, and aimed in a very familiar and orderly manner.
"emission!"
Thranduil shouted, swinging his sword.
"Swish swish swish..."
The dense rain of arrows immediately shot towards the orc army far ahead.
Above Raven Ridge.
Azog became more and more irritable and angry when he saw this scene. He immediately turned around and ordered the Orc flag bearer behind him: "Go ahead and let all the beasts go out and destroy the dwarf's chariot."
"Also, let all the armies press forward. The dwarves and elves will not be able to hold it anymore."
"We must kill them all this time!"
Azog finished speaking.
Several orc flag bearers immediately controlled three giant bloody handsome flags and began to issue orders.
Below, in front of six huge passages.
The little orc leader looked at the general attack order from Shuai Qi and immediately rode a warg towards the army formation in front.
Soon, the desolate horn sounded quickly.
"hold head high..."
"hold head high..."
"hold head high..."
Five heavily armored orcs formed a black mass, and an army of more than thirty giant armored trolls began to move towards the battlefield ahead.
The general attack began.
Behind the battlefield.
The front door of Gushan is high on the wall.
A group of angry but helpless dwarves looked at the fierce fighting on the battlefield in the distance.
Even at this time, the dwarf chariot in front and the two archer phalanx promoted by the wood elves showed great power for a while.
But on the main battlefield where the main armies of the three parties were concentrated at the front, the Iron Hills dwarf army and the wood elf army retreated step by step, being killed almost as quickly as they could see.
If this continues, the army of dwarves and elves will be defeated, and it will only be a matter of time before they are all killed.
At this moment, looking at the hillside at the end of the line of sight, a large number of orcs who had been waiting in place began to add troops to the battlefield.
The dwarves on the city wall really couldn't wait any longer.
"Do we really want to keep watching this?"
"Dain and the others can't hold on any longer..."
"The elf army is about to die..."
"They need us..."
"I would rather fight with Dyne and shed my last bit of blood than wait here..."
"When Dain and the others are all dead, we won't be able to escape death either, so we might as well go out and fight!"
"Then you go find Thorin..."
"I..."
The dwarves were angry and talking, but there was nothing they could do.
Just then, a voice suddenly sounded.
"I'm going to find Thorin!"
Dwalin, who had been looking at the silent battlefield in the distance, suddenly spoke. After saying this, he turned around and walked down the stone stairs, walking quickly towards the depths of the lonely mountain.
The dwarves looked at Dvalin's retreating figure, their eyes full of expectation.
