Start with the Lord of the Rings

Lonely Mountain Battlefield.

The eagle roared loudly.

A large number of giant eagles swooped down from the sky, fighting and going back and forth.

With the huge size of the giant eagle, there are hardly any elite units on the battlefield of the Orc Legion that can fight the giant eagle.

Even the half-orc side is nearly ten meters tall and the largest troll war weapon is not the enemy of the giant eagle.

The giant eagle's pair of claws that are as hard as gold and iron, extremely sharp and sharp, can easily grab the head of any giant troll soldier on the battlefield.

As for ordinary orc warriors, they are not even enemies in front of the eagle's claws.

Although the number of giant eagles is far less than the number of half-orc army.

Even the Orcs who died under the claws of the Great Eagle were far less than Orcs who died at the hands of the Iron Hill dwarves and the Wood Elf warriors.

But the unrivaled mighty power brought by the incomparably powerful individual giant eagle is the most terrifying.

Because it can destroy the morale of the Orc Legion in a very short time.

When the orc warriors on the battlefield were frightened by the attack of the giant eagle, all the orcs were busy avoiding the giant eagle, fled in all directions, and their morale collapsed.

If you can't get rid of the giant eagle in time at this time, it will prevent the morale from collapsing.

Then the only thing that awaits the Orc Legion is defeat.

But obviously, the half-orcs did not expect that there would be giant eagles participating in the battle, and naturally they could not come up with a giant crossbow to deal with the giant eagles.

This also caused the Orc Legion, which had the upper hand, to reverse.

The dwarves of the Iron Hills, aided by the giant eagle, slaughtered the fleeing half-orcs.

In the Lonely Mountain battlefield, the half-orc army began to collapse.

The only thing that changes faster than the battlefield situation is the sky in the sky.

The originally thick lead cloud quickly disappeared and dissipated.

The sky keeps getting brighter.

The sun began to shine from the clean sky.

This is completely unimaginable not long ago, here was the bad weather of the wind and snow.

It seems that the giant eagle began to appear.

Everything is developing in favor of the dwarf human elf alliance.

Valley Town.

The dwarf Kili carried his brother Fili on horseback, rushed across the long bridge, and finally rushed into the gate of River Valley Town.

Seeing his brother Feili in front of him, his complexion became paler.

Kili looked anxious and ignored the residents of Hegu Town who were walking on the street. He ran on horseback on the street without reducing his speed, and kept shouting: "Gandalf!"

"Gandalf"

Raven Hill.

Morgan and Tariel and the elven prince Legolas made their way through the top of Raven Hill with a makeshift bow and arrow team.

Wherever the three of them passed, there were orc corpses everywhere.

No half-orc dared to charge forward again.

All the surviving orcs kept retreating in the face of these three.

Morgan had just retreated from Raven Hill not long ago.

At this time, he took the two elves behind him without hesitation and walked quickly towards the frozen lake where Sorin Oakenshield was.

Finally, the last half-orc who was escaping in front of him fell under Tariel's arrow.

The three were also closer to the frozen lake.

Soon, when the sound of the fierce battle came from the front, the leading Morgan's complexion changed slightly, and he immediately accelerated and rushed forward.

I saw the frozen lake a little far ahead, and it was already a bloody mess.

There were a lot of corpses lying on the ice, some of them were orcs, and some were also goblin monster mercenaries.

Black and red blood flowed and spread freely.

At this time, there is no other color on the entire ice surface except the blood color.

In Morgan's sight, there were two battlefields on the frozen lake.

One is the siege of the dwarves Dwarin and Bilbo by a dozen orcs led by the half-orc leader Borg.

On another battlefield a little further away.

On the other hand, a dozen orcs led by the Orc leader Azog himself were besieging Thorin Oakenshield.

The battle between Dwalin and Bilbo against the Borg was suppressed, but it was clearly able to hold up.

But Thorin Oakenshield was obviously not good for Azog and a group of Orcs.

In Morgan's eyes, Thorin Oakenshield at this time was completely wounded and unable to move. He could only passively avoid the attacks of the surrounding orcs without being able to fight back.

Morgan knew the character of Thorin Oakenshield, and the current Thorin was obviously reaching his limit.

If he continued, Thorin Oakenshield might really die in Azog's hands.

So he immediately raised his longbow, drew his arrow and aimed at it, all in one go.

At the same time, he did not forget to activate the special skill "Eagle Eye".

For a moment, Morgan, who was extremely focused, watched Azog in the distance and decisively plucked the bowstring.

"whoosh"

The arrow quickly shot towards the front with a piercing sound.

On the frozen lake.

Azog looked at the giant eagle roaring over his head, and the giant eagle in the northern sky rushing towards his army was extremely angry but could not do anything about it.

at this time.

An extremely dangerous heart palpitations suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart.

Azog was startled, and immediately ducked to the side without hesitation.

"whoosh"

An arrow almost smashed across his scarred face.

Azog was frightened, reached out and touched the bloody wound on his face that had been wiped by the arrow, and immediately turned his head to look in the direction of the arrow.

He saw that the human being he hated so much actually appeared again.

Along with the humans, there are two elves, a man and a woman.

"whoosh whoosh"

Several arrows shot out of the bows of Tariel and Legolas.

The orcs besieging Thorin Oakenshield immediately fell to the ground.

Morgan here.

Sensing that Azog's perception is astonishing.

As soon as he missed a hit, he immediately changed his target, pulled out his arrow, and shot at the orcs who were besieging Thorin Oakenshield.

"whoosh whoosh"

"bang bang bang"

One after another orcs fell one after another in the face of the bow and arrow siege of the three Morgans.

At this time, Azog had no choice but to keep evading incompetently and furiously.

Thorin Oakenshield also clearly realized that someone was coming to help, so exhausted he couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, and finally let him wait for the rescue.

Morgan here.

When the number of Orcs besieging Thorin Oakenshield quickly reduced to three or four.

Tariel and the elven prince Legolas finally ran out of arrows in their quivers.

Tariel drew a pair of small waist knives.

Legolas pulled out a beautifully shaped Elf sword.

If Morgan looked closely, he would find that the long sword in Legolas' hand was the one he had captured from Thorin Oakenshield in the dark forest.

Tariel and Legolas, who drew out their melee weapons, rushed towards another fierce battlefield where the dwarf Dwarin and the half-orc leader Borg were on the frozen lake.

Morgan continued to draw and shoot.

When he shot the last orc who besieged Thorin Oakenshield.

On the battlefield in sight, there were only Azog, who was dodging to the side, and Thorin Oakenshield, who was exhausted and unstable.

At this moment, Morgan put away the long bow and arrows and hung it on his back, stretched out his hand and pulled out the elf sword at his waist, and then strode forward to the two of them.

Thorin Oakenshield seems to have reached the limit.

When Morgan rushed into the frozen lake, Thorin Oakenshield finally became unstable and fell.

Azog, who was standing not far away, did not choose to rush to Soft Persimmon's Thorin Oak Shield this time. Instead, he held a giant knife and hammer and walked straight towards Morgan.

At this point Morgan was not wrong at all Azog.

Looking at Azog approaching, Morgan grinned with a sneer, holding an elf long sword, strode forward, and decisively launched a special skill when he was approaching Azog: "Charge!"

"whoosh"

Morgan dashed towards Azog with his sword in hand.

The speed was so fast that an afterimage almost appeared in the air behind him.

In the face of the open and upright human raid in front of him, Azog was surprised but did not panic, and immediately raised his knife and hammer to block it in front of him.

Seems to have guessed how Azog would respond.

The moment Morgan raised his sword and jumped up in front of Azog, he launched another special skill: "Dragon Power!"

In an instant, the huge force pouring out of the body and limbs all rushed to the hands, and Morgan leaped high with the swords in both hands and slashed down towards Azog, who was holding the knife and hammer below to resist.

"boom"

There was a loud crash, and sparks exploded.

With the strength of Morgan at this time, the power of the charge and continuous slash after being blessed by the power of the dragon is extremely amazing.

Even Azog felt at this moment an incomparable force coming from the human sword in front of him. Not only was his injured right hand unable to hold the knife and hammer in his hand, but even his entire body was swept away by the human being. The power of the sword instantly fell to the ground.

"Damn!"

Azog, who was crushed to the ground, was shocked, and he ignored the falling knife and hammer. Azog, who was extremely experienced in combat, rolled to the side without thinking when he landed.

Sure enough, the next second!

The human long sword slammed into the lake beside him again.

If Azog was just a little bit, the opponent's sword must have hit him.

Azog, who had dodged the sword, immediately rolled aside desperately.

Morgan, who slashed the air with a single sword, was not disappointed, and did not continue to rush forward. Instead, he held a long sword and looked at Azog, who slowly got up not far away, with a sneer.

For a powerful opponent of Azog's level, the best opportunity is lost, and there is no point in continuing to pursue.

Azog stood up and looked at the human beings not far away. New hatred and old hatred rushed into his heart. In addition to his anger, his heart was also full of vigilance.

This human archery is very good, he knows.

No matter if it was Bakkaro, the white warg king who killed himself with one arrow a month ago.

It was not long ago that an arrow pierced through his right wrist, saving that damn dwarf offal from his own hands.

The bowing skills of the human beings in front of him are among the strongest archers he has ever seen.

Now it seems.

The human in front of him is not only outstanding in archery.

Melee swordsmanship is also outstanding.

Just relying on the sword just now, the mighty power of that sword.

Azog can feel it.

He had never met a guy who could knock him down with a single sword.

Therefore, the strength of human beings in front of them is very strong.

Azog took a deep breath, looked at the human in front of him, put away his contempt, and looked solemn.

The right hand hammer fell on the ice not far away.

He can't pick it up now.

Without the impact of the giant knife hammer.

Azog could feel the pain from the wound on his wrist significantly lessened.

"call"

Taking a deep breath, looking at the human beings walking slowly ahead, Azog waved the stabbing sword in his left arm and greeted him.

When Morgan and Azog were fighting together.

on an adjacent battlefield a little further away.

The dwarves Dwarin and Bilbo fought against the Orcs led by Borg, son of Azog, who could barely hold on.

Now with the powerful female elf captain Tariel and the more powerful elf prince Legolas.

The battle quickly fell on the side of Dwarin and Bilbo.

With the addition of the two elves, Dwarin immediately led Borg aside to fight.

The other dozen orcs quickly suffered heavy casualties under the full output of the two elves.

One after another half-orc fell to the ground, and the half-orc leader Borg looked angry but could do nothing.

He was too busy taking care of himself.

Devalin is also worthy of being the most ill-tempered and most powerful general under Thorin Oakenshield.

Although it looks a little weaker than Borg, he just dragged Borg with his crazy and powerful aura.

Bilbo was on the side, constantly picking up the surrounding stones and throwing them at Borg with his precise stone throwing technique, causing Borg to be in a hurry.

Not far away.

With the death of the last orc minion.

The two powerful elves immediately surrounded Borg.

The dwarf Devalin could hold Borg alone, and with Bilbo's assists, the half-orc Borg was at a disadvantage for a while.

This time add Tariel and Legolas.

Borg's fate can be imagined.

It didn't take long.

With an axe of Dwarin's axe, Borg, who was holding a knife and hammer, slashed back and forth and fell to the ground.

Legolas and Tariel rushed forward immediately.

During the siege, while Legolas and Borg were fighting, Tariel moved quickly behind Borg, and a pair of short waist knives suddenly plunged into Borg's ears, and stirred it fiercely.

Borg's cloudy eyes quickly lost their luster.

Immediately fell to the ground.

On the other side, on the adjacent battlefield.

The battle between Morgan and Azog is also drawing to a close.

The most important right hand was shot through, and he fought with Thorin Oak Shield for a long time.

Azog, whose right hand was almost abolished, wielded his left hand, which had been transformed into a rapier, against Morgan, who was significantly stronger.

The losing trend quickly became visible to the naked eye.

It didn't take long.

When Morgan deceived Azog with a rapier, he slashed Azog's only left arm that had the ability to attack and was transformed into a rapier.

Azog, who fell on the ice despite the severe pain, has become a lamb to be slaughtered.

When it matters, Morgan doesn't like crap and never ink.

He went straight forward with the elf long sword, and in Azog's fierce struggle, the sword cut off Azog's head.

Move the time forward a little.

Just when the two sides were fighting fiercely.

Sitting on the bloody ice, Thorin Oakenshield leaned on the corpse of a half-orc and couldn't help but be attracted by the battle on the northern plains of Raven Hill.

As the eagles attacked the army of Orcs from Mount Gundabad.

Countless orcs died immediately under the attack of the giant eagles.

The originally neat and strict army formation quickly broke into chaos, and a large number of fully armed orc warriors fled in panic.

Thorin Oak Shield smiled, bathed in the warm sunlight, and slowly closed his eyes.

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