Start with the Lord of the Rings

Valley Town.

Town Hall Square.

"Whizzing."

"Hum."

The two orcs rushing in front of them groaned and fell to the ground.

This time, the two orcs were the only arrows in the eyes with holes in the steel armor on their heads.

Gandalf and Bilbo's raised arms waved in the air.

Qi Qi looked back at Morgan.

Facing the slightly speechless eyes of the two, Morgan shrugged.

The next second, Morgan's eyes instantly became sharp, and when he saw the two people on the opposite side raise their hands, they shot an arrow again.

"whoosh"

The arrow was shot almost right next to Bilbo's ear.

He could almost feel the pressure and sting of the sharp arrows rushing past his ears.

After the arrow passed, he immediately turned his head and saw an arrow in the eye socket of a half-orc who was already rushing to his side, and fell back down again.

Bilbo was startled, and he did not dare to be careless and immediately greeted the orcs that rushed towards him.

Gandalf on the side was very happy to kill with a long sword and a cane.

At this moment, the movement speed was relatively slow, and the giant troll armored warrior with a height of four meters finally arrived, and raised his hand to Gandalf with a hammer.

"boom!"

A loud muffled sound.

Gandalf escaped in time.

The hard street ground covered with stones in front of him was instantly smashed into a huge pothole by the huge iron and steel mace in the hands of the giant troll.

Under the pothole, the hard boulders that had been beaten by wind and rain for so many years were instantly smashed into pieces.

The giant armored troll is not fast, but not slow in his hand.

As soon as he missed a hit, he immediately raised the iron mace again and was about to smash it.

Gandalf did not hide this time, holding a staff in both hands, looking at the huge giant troll in front of him, chanting a magic spell:

"Bathing the brilliance of all beings!"

Immediately, he slammed the staff to the ground.

It's just that the magic that used to be successful in the past didn't move at all this time.

Gandalf was at once startled.

The giant troll who was frightened by the wizard in front of him immediately smashed the mace in his hand even more angrily.

"boom!"

Another loud bang.

The rocky street was instantly smashed into a huge pit.

Gandalf hurriedly avoided, but his figure was a little embarrassed.

Morgan, who was standing behind him, fired an arrow, but it only hit the edge of the eye socket of the giant troll's steel helmet, and was ejected.

The angry troll immediately waved his mace and swept over.

Gandalf fled again, and Bilbo was swept by the troll stick before he could react, and was thrown a big somersault.

The two orcs who could not escape were also instantly smashed by the giant troll's mace.

Looking at the giant trolls in their incomparable fury, and then looking at the high walls on both sides of the street.

Morgan immediately hung his longbow on his back, and then quickly rushed to the huge high wall beside the street and jumped up.

Stepping on the steep high wall for a few steps, hurriedly approaching the giant troll queen on the street below.

Morgan jumped down towards the troll's huge body and landed firmly on the troll's huge shoulders.

The giant cannibal who noticed something was climbing on his body became even more irritable and angry, but his extremely thick arms couldn't reach Morgan on his shoulders, so he had to shake his body vigorously.

Feeling unsteady under his feet, Morgan immediately pulled out the dagger from his waist and the dagger pinned to his leg, and with both hands, he immediately plunged the dagger and dagger into the bald and rough shoulders of the giant troll.

"Roar"

Feeling the stinging pain coming from his body, the giant troll growled angrily and shook his body more and more violently.

The raging troll waved the giant mace in his hand and smashed it.

There was a bang and a bang, and the sand and stones flew around.

Gandalf, Bilbo, and several orcs, who were at the side, immediately fled in panic.

At this moment, no one dared to step forward, and could only look at the furious giant troll standing in the middle of the street and the humans on its back.

With the dagger and short sword as support, Morgan immediately hung firmly on the giant troll.

The giant troll continued to rage, and Morgan quickly climbed behind the troll's head with his dagger and short sword.

The troll immediately reached out and grabbed Morgan again.

This time Morgan had no choice but to speed up immediately, grabbing the huge steel helmet on the giant troll's head with one hand, and inserting the slightly longer short sword into the only hole in the troll's helmet with the other. inside, and stirred it vigorously.

"Roar"

The unparalleled pain came, the giant troll cried out in pain, and stopped grabbing Morgan. After dancing, the giant mace in his hand fell to the ground.

Immediately, the entire body was unstable and fell to the ground.

"boom"

The body of the giant troll standing in the way fell to the ground.

The orcs gathered more and more behind him were not afraid of Morgan at all, and once again screamed strangely, waving the weapons in their hands and swooping on them fiercely.

Morgan didn't use the longbow again this time, but directly pulled out the elf sword from his waist and strode up to meet him.

Lonely Mountain.

The bloody handsome flag over the steep Raven Hill is constantly changing.

The horn of desolation resounded across the battlefield.

A growing army of orcs and giant trolls flocked to the battlefield.

In front of Lonely Mountain.

In front of the only two neat archery phalanxes left in the wood elves army.

The Elf King Thranduil, who was riding on the huge horned deer, looked at the stalemate in front of the battlefield, and watched the black orc army coming from farther away, and shouted again: "Prepare!"

The group of wood elf warriors behind them immediately resembled precise machines, raising their bows, drawing arrows, setting arrows, and aiming, all in one go.

"emission!"

Thranduil shouted and swung his sword down with a cold face.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh."

The dense rain of arrows composed of countless arrows immediately flew towards the distant battlefield.

Soon, a rain of arrows fell within the predetermined range.

"Swipe, swipe, swipe."

In an instant, the orc warriors in the middle fell to the ground as quickly as reaping wheat, and a vacuum suddenly appeared on the battlefield of the dense orc army.

But more orcs from the rear came in again, and the vacuum of the battlefield was quickly filled.

In front of the elf 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 elf phalanx warriors immediately raised their bows again, drew arrows, and shot arrows.

"emission!"

Thranduil swung his sword again and shouted.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh."

The dense rain of arrows shot toward the distant battlefield again.

Soon, the dense army of orcs was quickly cleared out of a vacuum battlefield.

But it won't take long at all, and the vacuum battlefield will be quickly filled with the half-orc army.

The elven archery phalanx commanded by Thranduil quickly and mercilessly harvested the heads of the Orc army.

But the Orc Chieftain above Raven Hill couldn't take it anymore.

"Go, tell them, and destroy the phalanx of the elves!"

Azog pointed to the goblin standard-bearer behind him and commanded loudly.

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 wide hillside in front of the passage, there were still several heavily armored orc warriors waiting for orders.

At this time, I saw the command from the master.

The little orc leader rode the warg to the front of the two square formations, roaring and giving orders.

Soon, the two orc army formations actually took a side road, trying to bypass the extremely stalemate battlefield of the meat grinder in front, and directly attack the wood elf archer army formation behind the dwarves and elves.

The movements of such a large army of orcs cannot be concealed from others.

Especially in the middle of the front of the elven archers and behind the fierce battlefield, the dwarf leader of the Iron Hills stands tall on a giant chariot.

I saw a small but powerful dwarf leader who immediately shouted after seeing the strangeness of the half-orc army: "Turn left!"

"The Dwarf Axe is ready!"

The dwarf leader's voice fell, and the six giant giant horned sheep chariots that had been aiming at the battlefield ahead and fired giant arrows immediately turned to the east to the left.

Several dwarf riders on the giant chariot immediately carried a strange giant spear-like steel spear that was several meters long.

This was originally the signature arrow rain weapon that the dwarves used to deal with the army of wood elves.

Now only the Orcs can try it.

"Prepare!"

The dwarf rider 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 that was rushing in the distance, and quickly estimated the range of his "Dwarf Axe".

The half-orc army running fast is very fast.

It didn't take long to break into range.

The dwarf leader decisively waved the hatchet in his hand and shouted: "Shoot!"

"huhuhuhuhu"

The moment the steel spears were blasted out, the three long sharp "wings" on the spears immediately flew towards the black orc army in the distance in a high-speed rotating posture.

Facing the attack of such a giant killer, the orcs had no choice but to resist with their flesh and blood.

The giant windmill known as the "Dwarf Axe" quickly flew over the orc army and fell quickly.

"boom"

There was a huge banging sound of the landing.

In an instant, all the orc warriors within at least thirty or forty square meters were emptied almost instantly in the dense phalanx of the orc army.

As the first dwarf axe fell, the second and third dwarven axe roared with a violent air-breaking sound.

"boom"

"boom"

"boom"

The arrival of giant dwarf axes is like a flower of death blooming in the half-orc army.

The first phalanx of the half-orc army rushing at the forefront suffered heavy casualties in an instant.

At this time, the iron hill dwarf giant chariot phalanx.

The second wave of Dwarven Axes has been reloaded.

With the battle axe in the hands of the dwarf leader: "Launch!"

"Whirring whirring."

The axe of the dwarves made a violent sound of breaking through the air again, whistling and spinning towards the half-orc army.

Behind the phalanx of dwarf giant chariots.

The Elf King Thranduil naturally also discovered the attack of the Orc army in the east.

The Elf King changed his target without hesitation, and made the archer phalanx behind him aimed at the half-orc army that was being beaten by the giant arrows of the dwarves.

"Prepare!"

The words fell, and the wood elf warriors in the two square formations were once again very familiar with raising their bows, drawing arrows, raising arrows, and aiming.

"emission!"

Thranduil swung his sword and roared.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh"

The dense rain of arrows immediately shot towards the half-orc army in the distance ahead.

Above Raven Hill.

Azog became more and more irritable and angry at this scene. He immediately turned around and ordered the half-orc flag-bearer behind him: "Go on, let all the beasts dispatch and destroy the dwarf's chariot."

"Also, let all the armies be pressed, the dwarves and elves will not be able to carry it."

"We must kill them all this time!"

Azog's voice fell.

The digital half-orc flag-bearers immediately manipulated three giant bloody handsome flags and began to issue orders.

Below, in front of six huge passages.

The little orc leader looked at the command of the general attack from Shuaiqi, and immediately rode the warg to the front of the army.

Soon, the desolate horn sounded quickly.

"hold head high"

"hold head high"

"hold head high"

Five heavily-armored half-orc army formations were crowded together, and a giant armoured troll army of more than 30 began to move towards the front battlefield.

The general attack has begun.

rear of the battlefield.

The front door of Lonely Mountain is high on the wall.

A group of dwarves who were angry but helpless watched the fierce battle on the battlefield in the distance.

Even at this moment, the dwarf chariot and the two archers who were promoted by the wood elves showed great power for a while.

However, on the main battlefield where the three main armies were concentrated at the forefront, the iron hill dwarf army and the wood elf army were almost killed at the speed they saw, retreating step by step.

If this continues, the army of dwarves and elves will be defeated, and it will only be a matter of time before they are 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 increase their troops to the battlefield.

The dwarves on the city wall couldn't wait.

"Are we really going to keep watching like this?"

"Dyne and the others can't hold it anymore"

"The elf army is about to die"

"They need us."

"I'd rather shed the last bit of blood fighting with Dain and the others than waiting here."

"When Dain and the others are dead, we can't escape death, why don't we go out and fight!"

"Then go to Sorin."

"I"

The dwarves were angry and chattering in their hearts, but there was nothing they could do.

Just then, a voice suddenly sounded.

"I'm going to find Sorin!"

Devalin, who had been looking at the silent battlefield in the distance, suddenly spoke up, turned around and went down the stone stairs, and walked quickly to the depths of the lonely mountain.

A group of dwarves looked at Dwarin's receding back, and their eyes were full of hope.