Thranduil and Thorin were the first to see a burst of darkness coming over at a terrifying speed. Black clouds filled the sky in an instant. Winter thunder rumbled and rolled in the mountains with strong winds, and lightning illuminated the mountain peaks. Amidst the rumble of thunder, more than a dozen black shadows were spinning and rushing toward them, but they were not brought by the wind, but came from the east, like a huge cloud of birds, so dense that no light could penetrate them. 's wings.
Those were more than a dozen giant dragons flying from the northern mountains. The largest one is about 60 meters from head to tail, with its wings spread nearly 40 meters.
"The dragon, the dragon is coming," Thorin shouted sharply.
Erebor and the guards on the mountains on both sides immediately became tense. Thranduil ordered people to set up the dwarf wind crossbow.
But these war weapons made by Morgoth did not directly attack the lonely mountain. Instead, they kept hovering in the sky, making bursts of roars. The gate and the mountains on both sides trembled at this terrible roar. Huge echoes echoed in the dwarven halls. Fear spread in the hearts of elves, dwarves, and humans.
Immediately afterwards, a desperate sound of trumpets sounded from the east, and everyone couldn't help but raise their eyes and look eastward. I saw first a small group, then countless orcs and wolves with ferocious faces, spitting stench from their mouths, and armed with deadly spears and scimitars, suddenly jumped out from the east hillside. There were too many red and black flags to count, and the troops were rushing in disorder like a furious tide.
The rumble they caused as they ran was like thunder in the sky, and their roar was almost as loud as the dragon in the sky. They came towards the valley at great speed. They didn't even stop, but directly detached a force and launched an attack on the mountain on the right.
"They're coming!"
Thorin shouted: "Everyone, prepare!"
At this time, the giant dragon in the sky also swooped down, spraying out a blazing dragon flame.
So the battle broke out.
On the eastern peak, the elves deployed their troops among the rocks at the foot of the mountain and on the slope slightly above; more than twenty dwarf wind crossbows fired specialized huge iron arrows almost without stopping;
The iron arrow cut through the dark night sky, making a hissing sound in the wind, and passed through the belly of a giant dragon, but missed. It may have been proud of it, but another iron arrow was ready to hit one. The slightly smaller gray dragon's chest screamed and fell from the air, falling half to death.
The enemy never expected that the dwarves would create so many wind crossbows. Several giant dragons hurriedly spread their wings and rose rapidly. There was no time to see their success, and they flew to a high altitude that those terrifying giant iron arrows could not reach.
In addition, the elves' arrows flew down like rain, and each arrow seemed to be carrying a stinging flame and shimmering. Many orcs and wolves that were climbing the slope were immediately shot over and fell down.
But the number of enemies was too great. Even though the elves were shooting sharply, many orcs still climbed up the eastern mountain peak under the crazy attack of the enemies regardless of the damage.
So, a thousand elves put on long swords for melee combat, jumped down, and launched a charge. Their shouts were so loud that the rocks were immediately stained black with the blood of the orcs.
At the same time, the gate and the mountain to the west were also attacked. The battle entered a fierce stage almost as soon as it began.
The largest dragon attempted to do what his predecessor had done. He swooped down and sprayed a torrent of flames as bright as day at the dwarves. But Thorin and Fili were already prepared. They hid behind the cold stone and fired deadly iron arrows at their enemies from behind firing holes.
The giant dragon didn't have scales as tough as Smaug, and the black arrows pierced his wings and abdomen, scaring him so much that he turned around and ran away in anger and fear.
But countless orcs took the opportunity to approach the gate. Thorin could even see the disgusting saliva flowing from their mouths and their violent yellow eyes.
Holding shields and ladders, accompanied by several trolls, they launched a fierce attack on the gate.
"Fight bravely!" Thorin shouted, his rickety body became as straight as a steel gun: "For our homeland! For Middle-earth!"
Dwalin and Fili immediately roared in response. Using stones and sharp arrows, these enemies were eliminated on the edge of the moat in front of the gate.
The peaks on the west side were also guarded by Thranduil, and they repelled wave after wave of attacks. Countless orcs and wolves fell under the hillside.
Of course, many elves who could have lived forever in the forest also gave their lives. Because although there are dwarf wind crossbows, those dozen giant dragons are not big toys that can only breathe fire. Some of them are very cunning. Taking advantage of the gap between the dwarf wind crossbows, they descended to the mountain peak and among the crowd Devouring life wantonly, and then running away. It caused huge casualties to the elves.
But at that time, everyone was still full of energy and fighting spirit, and their swords, axes, bows and spears were still sharp. Therefore, after fighting bravely for a night, Thorin and the others finally repelled the first wave of enemy attacks.
Finally, the dark clouds were blown away by the wind, and a red sun cut through the darkness in the west. With this sudden light, Thranduil, who was almost soaked in blood, couldn't help but look at the situation around him. Then the Elf King shouted: Against the distant light, a group of black people appeared. Although the figure is still small for the time being, it shows a majestic momentum.
"Big Eagle! Big Eagle!" he shouted, "The Eagles are coming!"
Elves rarely make mistakes when seeing things. So many curious eyes looked into the sky to the west. The dwarves could not see anything, but the elves on the east and west sides saw the big eagles flying from the west on the wind, one after another, so many that they seemed to cover the entire The eagles in the northern eagle's nest gathered together.
So soon, many people started shouting, and the shouts echoed throughout the valley. "The big eagle is coming! The big eagle is coming!"
The arrival of dawn and the addition of the giant eagle dealt a huge blow to the enemy. Although they were large in number, the elves and dwarves had the upper hand on the terrain, so many enemies were stranded in the valley at that time.
When they heard this cry of hope and saw the giant eagle flying from the sky, they couldn't help but feel a little shaken.
At this time, the Eagle King led his people and joined the battle. They fought with those giant dragons in the air, and the passionate hawk's cry and the dragon's roar continued to echo in the air and in the valley.
Then more giant eagles swooped down from the sky, their huge wings set off hurricanes and lifted them all away; their sharp claws caught the orcs who couldn't escape before they flew into the sky, and then they were thrown down hard. It fell to pieces.
Radagast, who had been fighting with the dwarves all night, immediately shouted happily: "King of Eagles, you came at the right time! You bring hope!"
Thorin and Thranduil were both battle-hardened generals and knew that it was not a long-term solution to be trapped in an isolated city, so they immediately rushed out from the gate and from the mountain.
At that time, a loud horn was blown, which was the signal for counterattack!
"Follow me! Follow me! Elves and humans! Come with me! Compatriots, rush!" In the morning light, the strong door of Erebor was opened, and Thorin, wearing a helmet and armor, was the first Rushing out, his shouts vibrated in the valley like a trumpet.
Thranduil gritted his teeth, with vengeful anger blooming in his eyes. He rode a huge antlered deer and rushed down from the western peak. The double blades in his hands harvested the lives of the enemies like a whirlwind, leaving almost no one behind. Blockable.
Behind them, all the elves, dwarves, and humans let out loud roars and crashed into the enemy formation like a raging storm.
The attack was so swift and violent that the enemy's eyes widened, and they were so frightened that they pushed and screamed as they collided with each other. But in the next moment, countless heads and blood flew up, countless orcs were killed on the spot, and the valley became dark and terrifying because of the piles of orc corpses. The warg pack was completely dispersed.
The ownerless wolves howled one after another.
In this way, the enemy was almost taken away in one wave. But at this moment, some kind of frightening roar sounded again from the hillside to the east.
Thorin turned his head almost desperately and looked towards the east with splitting eyes.
I saw more enemies crawling out from behind the hillside. The leader is the ancient demon, Balrog.
They rushed down the hillside, pushing down any orcs, wolves, and trolls that dared stand in front of them, killing dwarves, humans, and elves. Arriving in front of Thorin.
"Really? It turns out that today is the day I die." There were not many guards around Thorin at that time, and many people had been fighting all night. Everyone, including Thorin, felt tired and thirsty, and his feet It's like filling it with lead. But Thorin still held the sword named Orcrest tightly, and the eyes under the helmet became hot and determined: "But I will not wait to die! Baruk Khazâd! Khazâdai-mênu!"
It is said that at that moment, Thorin's roar was like thunder, as if the spirits of his ancestors had descended upon him. He charged at the enemy bravely, and Oakcrest slashed a Balrog's thick foot with his sword, almost cutting the enemy's leg in two. Become one of the few heroes who can hurt Balrog.
But in the end, Thorin Oakenshield, the king of the kingdom under the mountain, the first dwarf to respond to the silver-white king, experienced countless battles, had glory and depression, and the great king still died in the battle in the place he loved most. At the door of his home, he died at the age of 273.
At that time, Thorin died in battle along with Dvalin and Beaver who had been by his side. In addition, when Fili saw his uncle die in battle, he rushed into the enemy camp in grief, trying to snatch the king's body back, but he also died there in the end.
At this point, among the thirteen dwarves who had participated in the Lonely Mountain adventure, Bombur was too obese and could no longer go to the battlefield. Oin and Orui followed Balin to Khazad-dûm. Gloin attended the Elrond meeting in Rivendell and did not return. Qili, Dori and Nori served as envoys to the Woodland Kingdom to retrieve soldiers and stayed in the forest, battlefield Only Bofur was left alive.
Thranduil on the other side of the battlefield saw Thorin dying in battle, and he couldn't help but sigh: "If this is the fate of the dwarves, what can the elves do? The grandson of Thror, the son of Thrain, Thorin... Oak Shield, the king under the mountain, may the mountain protect your heart forever!"
It is said that Thranduil once had the thought of retreating. But in the end, the Elf King gritted his teeth, drove the horned deer, and rushed towards the Balrog that killed the King under the Mountain.
The second Balrog was stopped by Radagast.
They started a fierce battle. Thranduil was once cut off by the Balrog and had an arm cut off, but in the end he was rescued from the battlefield by the elves of the Woodland Kingdom regardless of life and death, and fell into a coma.
Radagast, with the assistance of the Great Eagle and Bard's grandson, King Brand of Riverdale City, killed a Balrog. But Bad's grandson, the human hero Brand, also died because of this. Radagast was also seriously injured and almost died.
There are many songs sung about the deeds of Thorin, Thranduil, Brand and Radagast fighting the Balrog on the Lonely Mountain; the dwarves even built four huge towers in front of the gates of Erebor after the war. statues to commemorate these heroes.
This passage composed of statues and stone slabs was later called the Valley of Heroes.
But at that time, the coalition forces were almost desperate. At this moment, a majestic trumpet sound exploded from the horizon, spreading throughout Middle-earth like thunder!
Everyone couldn't help but stop and look at the distant sky.
Before closing his eyes, the brown-robed wizard seemed to see a majestic figure leaping from the south like lightning. And behind him was the endless torrent of steel. So, he thought: Look, there is hope!
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It is said that on the eve of the Second War of Light, Turka received a warning from the Lord of Waters. In the dream, a voice said to him: "Be careful, favored by fate, the sea can wash away all evil, but the sea can also carry darkness."
After waking up, Turka kept thinking about the future war. It was also from that time that he left the twins and the sacred horn, and secretly asked Olofenwe, who had been staying in Annuminas at that time, to protect the twins when necessary.
Olofenwë agreed, saying: "Unless my sword is broken, no harm shall come to the son of Fennar."
As a result, Turka led his army southward with confidence.
And when Turka and the white-robed wizard fought in Isengard, when Daine, Thorin, Thranduil, Brand, and Radagast fought in the Iron Hills, in the Lonely Mountain, and with the people from Utum Nuo's hell army launched an unprecedented battle.
Sauron, the mastermind behind all this, also started his actions. ——In fact, in hindsight, he was just part of a huge conspiracy.
He sent the pirates of Umbar to lead all the ships across the vast Sea of Belegail, upstream from the Port of Tranddale, and headed straight for the Glen!
In addition, a large army composed of Khand and Harad people also walked through Lebenning-Long Beach-Druwyth Wilderness (these three are all southern Gondor), blocking the southward army from the west. the way back;
The chariot people and the corrupted Rohirrim in Rovanian and Rohan crossed the Onodro River and the Snow Realm River, preparing to attack the Silver King from both front and rear.
