Chapter 147 Thrilling help comes, the rebel! 【Please subscribe】

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Raven Ridge.

The sky was dark and snowy.

In the howling cold wind, huge icy snowflakes hit the face, making it difficult to open one's eyes.

The top of Raven Ridge.

Morgan held a longbow and Kili with Fili in his arms behind him. The moment he discovered that the orc army led by Borg came out, he immediately turned around and ran straight down the mountain with Kili.

The half-orc leader Borg immediately had an orgasm after seeing the human Morgan and the dwarf in the wind and snow ahead.

He has not forgotten the mission assigned to him by his father Azog.

In the expedition to intercept the dwarves, Thorin Oakenshield was the first person his father told him to kill, and then the human in front of him.

An interception attempt on the Woodland Kingdom waterway was unsuccessful not long ago.

Except for killing an unimportant dwarven bastard.

He failed to complete any of the kill targets assigned by his father.

Even after chasing him to River Valley Town, he couldn't catch up with the group of dwarves.

Fortunately, the Elf Prince of the Dark Forest also came to River Valley Town and fought with him.

Even if he didn't complete the task, he had a reasonable excuse.

Even so, he still did not forget his father's solemn and disappointed expression.

This made Borg furious.

At this time, he saw one of the culprits who failed his mission.

Borg would not let the opportunity slip away and let the humans and dwarves escape again.

"Come on, come on!"

In the wind and snow, Borg stood on the broken high wall, holding a huge knife and hammer, pointing at the two running figures in the distance and shouting: "Kill them, kill that human, kill the dwarf!"

"Go up, kill them all, leave no one behind!"

All the orcs immediately rushed towards Morgan and Kili, screaming and waving their weapons.

In terms of stature, these orcs from the Gundabad Mountains in the north seem to be taller and stronger than the orcs from the Misty Mountains.

The speed of these orcs is not slow at all.

Such a stormy day.

Such a steep Raven Ridge is covered with thick snow.

Morgan took his student Kili with Fili in his arms, but it was difficult to get up quickly even if he wanted to.

"Whizzing..."

Morgan raised his hand and opened his bow, charging madly behind him. The fastest black figure was two arrows.

"Bang bang..."

The two orcs in the lead were hit by arrows in the head and stuck straight into the snow.

The orcs behind seemed to have not seen it at all, and continued to charge towards the figure in front while waving various types of weapons in their hands and screaming.

Morgan, who shot the two orcs to death, turned around and continued running forward.

Qili, who was following Morgan, rushed to the front of Morgan with his brother in his arms.

But maybe the snow is too thick, or the ground is too slippery.

Kili held Fili's foot and stepped on the snow-covered stone stairs below, and fell straight forward.

"Bang bang bang..."

Qili fell down and rolled down the stone path while holding his brother in his arms.

"Kili..."

Morgan's eyelids jumped when he saw it, and he immediately stepped forward. However, with Kili as an example, Morgan's steps were much steadier. He quickly came to Kili who fell to the ground, and saw him protecting his brother tightly. In arms.

Apart from being covered in snow, Fili didn't suffer a second injury, and Kili didn't suffer anything at all.

"Go quickly and watch your step!"

Morgan pulled Kili up and the two continued to move forward.

Just after such a delay, the distance between the large number of orcs rushing behind him was immediately shortened.

"Whoosh..."

An arrow shot past Morgan and struck the snow ahead.

"They have archers!"

Morgan was shocked. He was still far away from going down the mountain. He could easily be shot at by the orcs, so he immediately said to Qili in a deep voice: "Quickly go!"

Qili also knew that the situation was urgent, and immediately and cautiously moved forward without any ink.

Behind him, Morgan reached out and pulled out an arrow from the quiver on his back, turned around and jumped onto the boulder next to him.

In the wind and snow, Morgan was greeted by an arrow as soon as he jumped on the boulder.

He dodged sideways and quickly saw clearly that there were three Orc archers in the pursuing Orc team.

"Whoosh..."

Morgan, who saw the figure clearly, raised his hand and shot an arrow at the orc who had just shot him.

"boom..."

The orc archer in the middle fell to the ground.

Morgan quickly pulled out the arrow from his back again and saw another Orc archer raising his longbow towards him and shooting the arrow.

Morgan was not afraid, raised his hand towards the target and fired two arrows instantly.

"boom..."

An arrow flew straight in the air and collided with the incoming Orc arrows, falling together.

Another arrow hit the orc archer's eye socket with great accuracy, and the orc archer immediately fell to the ground.

At this time, the last orc archer shot an arrow at Morgan, who was extremely conspicuous on the boulder in the distance.

Morgan decisively gave in this time and jumped off the boulder to avoid the arrow.

Delayed by several Orc archers, the charging Orcs got even closer.

With a stern look on his face, Morgan quickly drew out the arrow, jumped onto the boulder next to him again, and shot the arrow at the last orc archer who was running far ahead.

"boom..."

The orc archer in the middle of the neck fell into the thick snow in front and became motionless.

At this time, a large number of orcs with weapons were already rushing in front of Morgan.

Morgan even smelled the strong smell coming from the orcs.

He calmly hung the long bow on his back and reached out to pull out the elf sword from his waist.

Then they were greeted by a crowd of half-orcs rushing toward them with strange screams.

Horizontal chop, vertical chop, upward thrust, straight thrust...

Morgan held the elf sword in his hand and used his full White Crow Swordsmanship against the orcs swarming up.

In less than ten minutes, a large number of orc corpses were lying on the stone staircase platform centered on Morgan.

The smelly black-red warm blood dyed the white snow on the ground red.

Morgan raised his hand and pierced the neck of the orc in front of him with his sword, kicked the body down and pulled out the elf sword.

The first batch of orcs who caught up were basically killed by Morgan.

Looking at the distance behind him, more orcs were charging towards him, waving weapons and making strange noises.

Morgan wiped the blood from his face, turned around and ran away.

With Morgan's current strength, he could kill ten, fifty or even a hundred fully armed orcs.

But if there are more, he will be difficult to deal with.

It's not that he's not strong enough, it's that his physical strength is limited.

If there are a large number of archers in the orc army.

He would definitely run away immediately without saying a word.

Like now.

Faced with the increasing number of orc troops pouring out from the north.

There is only one result for Morgan if he continues to fight hard, and that is to be exhausted to death.

The most important thing is that this is just the vanguard of the Orcs from the Gundabad Mountains in the north.

The army is still behind.

Once the orc army from the north arrives.

Then Morgan believed that the two dwarves Thorin Oakenshield and Dwalin, who were still trapped in the fierce battle above Raven Hill, would definitely die.

There is only one other army that can deal with it.

As for Bilbo, the possibility of his survival is very high if he has the One Ring.

Morgan turned around and started running towards the road below.

The wind and snow were getting worse. Looking far below, he could still see the small figure of student Qili in the distance ahead.

Morgan struggled down.

My mind is also trying its best to recall the plot in my memory.

He remembered that at the end of the battle, it seemed that the brown-robed wizard Radagast brought a large number of giant eagles to the Lonely Mountain battlefield to aid.

But now the army of Gundabad Orcs from the north has arrived.

The giant eagle reinforcements have yet to be seen.

This made Morgan very uneasy.

He didn't know when the giant eagle reinforcements would arrive.

But he knew that if reinforcements didn't show up soon.

At this time, Thorin Oakenshield and Dwalin Bilbo, who were trapped at the top of Raven Ridge, were absolutely in danger.

However, Morgan himself is now on the run from being chased by orcs. Apart from protecting Kili and the seriously injured Fili as they head to Riverdale Town, Morgan doesn't care about anyone else.

"call..."

"call..."

The howling cold wind carried the icy snowflakes and rushed towards me.

Kili held his brother Fili in his arms and walked hard on the steep mountain road of Raven Ridge.

The road down the mountain was covered with snow, and it was impossible to see where to stay.

Besides, with his brother still in his arms, Qili had to go down the mountain very carefully and not go too slow.

Otherwise, the efforts of the teacher Morgan behind him, who was fending off the incoming orc troops alone, would have been in vain.

Kili walked quickly down the mountain.

Not long after, he suddenly saw two slender figures appearing in the wind and snow ahead.

Looking carefully, it was the elf prince whom I had seen in the Woodland Kingdom, and the female elf captain.

Kili saw the two elves at the same time.

The two elves naturally saw Qili.

Soon, Tauriel, who was slender and flexible, came to Qili first.

The first thing he said when he saw Kili was: "Where is Morgan?"

Qili was stunned by the question from the female elf in front of him, and immediately reacted. He seemed to remember that the female elf had an unusual relationship with his teacher Morgan.

At this time, it was obvious that he came to Raven Ridge for his teacher Morgan.

"You came just in time. The teacher is right behind you. The orcs have already caught up with the teacher..."

Qili spoke quickly, but before he finished speaking, he saw the female elf in front of him couldn't wait to move towards the rear.

Legolas stepped forward, looked at Fili's face in Kili's arms, and then looked at Fili's bloodstained and weak legs and immediately said in a deep voice: "Gandalf is in Riverdale now, you have to send him as soon as possible. There is still hope in the past, but if it’s too late, it’s too late.”

Hearing that elves know medical skills, Qili nodded.

After Legolas finished speaking, he immediately chased Tariel ahead.

at this time.

"Kili..."

A voice came from the wind and snow far behind.

Qili immediately turned his head and looked behind him carefully. He could faintly see a figure walking quickly downwards in the wind and snow behind him.

It was teacher Morgan.

Not far behind the teacher, a large group of dark orc figures were following closely behind.

Seeing that the teacher behind him was fine, Qili was overjoyed, stretched out his hand to wave to the teacher, and then walked faster down the mountain.

Not far behind Kili, Tauriel almost turned red when he saw the figure in the distance ahead.

The tense mood immediately relaxed.

But when he saw a group of orcs not far behind Morgan.

Her expression became worried and tense again.

When Tariel sees Morgan.

Morgan also noticed Tariel and the elf prince who were closer to him below.

He was not surprised by Tariel's arrival.

Although Tariel was still very polite to him on the surface, she had not resisted when Morgan took the initiative to hug her in public not long ago.

Morgan knew that his relationship with Tariel was taking another step forward.

If there is no ever-changing dangerous situation.

There is no such war.

Morgan believes it took him a long time to get to where he is now with Tariel.

But because of this war, there are dangers everywhere.

Only in this way can the two parties who have a good impression of each other accelerate their development.

Because if you are not careful, you may lose each other, so you can cherish each other more.

Watching Tauriel walk towards him quickly.

Morgan waved to Tariel.

Then he turned around and glanced at the orc not far behind him, and decisively inserted the elf sword into its scabbard.

He pulled out the dagger from his waist and the dagger from his leg, holding them in both hands.

Then he sat down on the thick snow, used daggers and daggers to maintain direction and safety, and quickly slid downwards.

The snowflakes in the sky are still falling, but they seem to be much smaller than before, and the wind has stopped.

Morgan noticed the change in weather, but didn't think much about it.

Because the orcs chasing him were imitating him and sitting on the snow, and were sliding towards him quickly.

Although some orcs who operated improperly moved too much and drove too fast, they fell straight down the steep cliff.

But other orcs have no idea what fear is.

Morgan screamed at the top of his lungs and chased after him.

Morgan could only accelerate forward.

Not long after, he was driving at a furious speed and crashed into the Orc female elf who was shooting behind her with a bow and arrow.

Morgan hugged Tariel tightly and rolled into a ball before stopping his speed.

This time, the elf prince Legolas didn't look at the two of them. He just kept shooting down the orcs that were chasing after them one after another.

Morgan and Tauriel quickly stood up, each raised their bows and arrows again, and shot the chasing orcs off the cliff one after another as if waiting for a chance.

Listening to the screams of a large number of orcs.

The orcs in the distance behind saw the battle below and had to stop.

at this time.

An extremely loud eagle whistle suddenly came from the direction of Gushan.

Morgan, who was holding a long bow, was shocked.

He immediately looked up and saw huge eagles flying quickly from a distance in the sky in the direction of Gushan.

It seemed that the number of aiding eagles was much greater than the last time in the Misty Mountains, and they were so dense that they almost covered the sky.

And that's when he discovered it.

The snowflakes that were flying in the sky stopped at some point.

The sky has also become much brighter.

Looking from a distance, clouds appear on the western horizon. The clouds are quickly dispersing, and it seems that the sun will soon shine down.

Looking at the rapidly changing sky, and the dense swarms of giant eagles in the sky coming to help.

Morgan decisively chose to go retrograde.

Because of the help of giant eagles on the Gushan battlefield, the victory and defeat began to become visible to the naked eye.

Without the pursuers behind him, Qili was not in much danger heading to River Valley Town at this time.

At this time, Thorin Oakenshield and Dwalin Bilbo, who were trapped at the top of Raven Ridge, were the most dangerous.

Bilbo is his good friend.

After breaking free from the curse, Thorin Oakenshield is only grateful to himself now.

The same must be true for Dwalin.

Before that, he had no choice.

Now, the opportunity is there.

Morgan said he would go up and rescue three people.

What's more, he also has the outstandingly powerful Tariel and Legolas beside him.

Thinking of this, Morgan immediately turned around and climbed towards the steep mountain road behind.

Although he didn't say anything.

Behind him, Tariel and Legolas didn't ask any questions, and immediately followed Morgan to climb to the top of Raven Hill.