Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 78

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At the same time, dwarves and wizards also encountered their crisis.

Kili was the archer of all dwarves, and he was as skilled as the elves in his ability to shoot without fail.

On weekdays, he often practiced his little bow; when he was on guard, he and his brother Fili often served as guards, because their eyes were sharper.

Therefore, Qili did not forget to bring back his little bow when he was running away.

Because of this, Sorin sent his two nephews to take on the task of hunting.Others had set up camp in a clearing on the edge of a cliff, and were about to light a fire.

It was at this time that everyone heard a wolf howl.

The howl was echoed from the other side, to the right, closer to them; and then a reply not too far to the left.

This is the wolf pack howling at the moon, they are beckoning friends!
This caught everyone's attention almost instantly.

Bilbo and the dwarves had heard the howling of these dreadful beasts many days before, during the nights when Turca had left the party.But at that time, everyone was very energetic and energetic.

But now, they just escaped from the tiger's den, only to find themselves in the wolf's den again.

"Wolves! Lots of wolves!"

Brother Qilifeili ran back quickly and called the police to Sorin.

The dwarves immediately widened their eyes and looked around in panic, worried that the wolves would jump out of the bushes in the next second.

The wizard said with a straight face: "It's not just wolves, I also smell the stench of orcs! This is an elaborate hunt. Someone has been tracking us and observing us, just waiting for us to calmly wait for us when we are at our worst. Launch a deadly attack." He said: "I can only think of one person who hates us so much and can drive wolves."

At this time, Sorin remembered what the fat orc in the dungeon had said, and said through gritted teeth, "Bolger!"

"Ready to fight!"

The howling of wolves was getting closer, but the dwarves were without mounts, hungry and demoralized.But even so, Sorin still shouted sharply: "We can only fight with our backs!"

Duvalin, Balin, Kili Fili and the other dwarves clenched their weapons tightly and formed a circle, waiting for the fight.

But the wizard said angrily: "Don't be stupid, there are so many of them, it's just death in vain! Climb up the tree, hurry up, these big trees can at least buy us some time! Turka will hear these howls, and he will Come save us!"

This almost destroyed the courage and fighting spirit of the dwarves.

Balin and Du Valin immediately turned their attention to Sorin who was standing in the front, waiting for his order.

Thorin looked at the brighter and brighter Oakrest in his hand, and understood that the time was not waiting for us.Looking at the tall pine trees growing on the edge of the cliff, he gritted his teeth and agreed to the wizard's idea.

So everyone immediately left the camp, turned around and began to climb the nearest pine tree around them.

Among them, Fili and Kili are hiding at the top of a tall larch that looks like a Christmas tree.Dory, Norrie, Ori, Oin, and Groin found a more comfortable hiding place in a huge pine tree with regular, almost equidistant branches , like the spokes of a wheel.

Beaver, Bofur, and Bumble huddled against another pine tree.

Duvalin and Balin climbed a tall, slender fir tree, trying desperately to find a place to stay among the green foliage at the top.

As Gandalf was taller than all the others, he found a tree which no one else could climb, a large pine at the edge of the meadow.

Finally, when Sorin was the last to jump onto the fir tree of Duvalin and Balin, a large pack of wolves rushed down from the mountain like a tide, jumped out of the bushes, salivated disgustingly, and bared their heads. Gritting his teeth, he threw himself at the dwarf on the tree with a fierce look in his eyes.

I don't know if anyone still remembers that the wolf in Middle-earth can jump very high.

But firstly, the branches of these big trees blocked the wolves from jumping; secondly, the dwarves on the trees didn't intend to stand still, they seemed to stir up their weapons, drew their crossbows, and knocked down many wolves from mid-air , shot the bridge of the nose, and fell hard to the ground.

For a while, wolves howled all over the edge of the cliff, some excitedly roaring, some injured howling, and so on.

There are so many of them, there are even hundreds of them.

And they were led by Borg, son of Azog.

Not seen in ten years, it has become more murderous, more cunning.

Its master learned of the plan of the dwarves through some channels, and strictly ordered Bolger to hunt down and kill these dwarves.

And so the dwarves had been followed since Turca and his party set out from the Shire.

It's just that at that time Borg was forced by the power of the silver king, and he didn't dare to touch his tiger's whiskers at all, so he just followed from a distance.

Until the dwarves broke into the dungeon of the Misty Mountains and escaped in embarrassment, morale plummeted—and more importantly, he found that the dragonborn was separated from the dwarves.

So Bolger couldn't bear it anymore, and decided to take advantage of the fire, first intercept and kill the dwarf scum, and then escape far away.

"Kill them! While the silver king is not here, bite out the dwarf scum's intestines, drink their blood, and eat their hearts!"

Borg rode on a huge warg with a ferocious face and fierce eyes.It cried out in the black tongue of Mordor, and ordered the wolves and the orcs behind him to attack.

The situation between Thorin and the dwarves suddenly became precarious.

Because not only did they have to deal with the wolves' attack, but the orcs also started shooting, which was almost the last straw that overwhelmed the dwarves.

"Gandalf!"

Sorin hid behind the lush branches and leaves, shouting anxiously.

The wizard saw that there was no way out, so he lit the pine cones with his stick, turned them into shooting stars, and threw them among the wolves and half-orcs.

The flames lit the furs of the wolves, burned the eyes of the orcs, and threw them out of formation.

One of the fireballs with blue flames even caused a huge explosion when it rolled on the ground. For a while, thick smoke and flames circled around the many big trees on the edge of the cliff, and finally managed to barely protect everyone. people.

The dwarves immediately cheered.

They triumphantly spat and shouted at the wolves and orcs below, as if they were the victors.

But they were too happy.

The wizard didn't have so many pine cones at hand, and the burning wolves that caused the riot were driven to the foot of the mountain by Borg to find water, and they were not allowed to stay here, so soon the enemy recovered.

"Push down the big trees! See if they can fly!!"

The pale orc yelled angrily: "Don't stop the archers, they have nowhere to hide! I want dead dwarves, don't want to be alive and kicking dwarf scum!"

As a result, more wolves and half-orcs rushed over with the magic arrows and wizard's fireballs, pushing the big trees where the dwarves were hiding.

"It's over."

"These big trees can't take it like that," Balin said.

The fact is also the same, after Kili's arrows and wizard's pine cones are all used up, a large group of orcs and wolves fiercely treat Kili Fili, Norre Doriore, Beef Bofur Bumbo and the others. All the fallen trees were knocked down.

The dwarves screamed and jumped from tree to tree like big squirrels, and finally came to the big pine tree growing on the edge of the cliff where the wizard was.

"It seems that we are still doomed in the end." Du Valin clenched the battle ax in his hand, and said through gritted teeth, "But I would rather go down and fight with them, chop off the heads of two orcs and die!"

Sorin's expression was ugly, he looked at Borg's big, triumphant face, and clenched the Oakrest in his hand.

Just when the dwarves were ready to fight the enemy to the death, reinforcements came.

Not the silver king that the dwarves and wizards thought they were, but big eagles.

These mighty and beautiful creatures made their lairs in the Misty Mountains, watched over the Orcs in the mountains, and were the messengers of Manwë in Middle-earth.

As early as the dwarves and Turka entered the mountain, the Eagle King noticed their party.

But they didn't bother the adventure team, because King Eagle knew that was not their task.Daying just watched silently, paying attention to the shadow behind them, and continued to pay attention to the development of the situation.

Sure enough, soon, they found that the orcs had tracked down the dwarves who had just escaped, and launched an attack.

And the silver king was still trapped on the mountain, being tested by that fate.

Therefore, the Eagle King couldn't help but dispatched.

The wizard is one of the envoys sent by the Valar to Central Continent, and has a certain mission, and the eagle needs to ensure that the mission of the Vala can be accurately implemented.

Besides, the wizard was more or less a friend.

Thinking this way, it jumped up and took off into the air, and then the two big eagles serving as guards on the left and right also jumped up to follow.

They hovered in the air, overlooking the circle of wolves on the ground, and it was only a tiny point from a height.

When the orcs and wargs were about to push the last pine tree, they swooped down, and with a few flaps of their huge wings, all the wolves and orcs underneath were blown away.

Then he grabbed the dwarves and wizards on the tree, and they flew away.

Bolger was so angry that he kept cursing below.

But so what, the half-orcs' bows and arrows can't shoot that high, and the big eagle is not something they can challenge, so they can only watch helplessly as the dwarf scum who is about to succeed in revenge is rescued by them.

"let's go."

Bolger shouted angrily, not daring to stay here.

In fact, almost as soon as the goblins had retreated, Turka rode down the hill on Nahar, with Bilbo on his back.

Looking at the burning cliff, Turka frowned.

"We came late." He carefully observed the messy battlefield, and he was sure that there were no dwarf corpses. He couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief: "But obviously, the dwarves didn't have any accidents, and they were rescued."

"By whom?"

Bilbo grabbed the silver king's cloak nervously and excitedly, and sat on the broad back of the holy spirit, not daring to move.

"I smell an eagle."

Nahar said, the golden horseshoes kept kicking: "And I saw them hovering in the sky yesterday. The messenger of Arda's master of breath has noticed us. It is very likely that they saved the dwarves and wizards."

"Then that's it."

Turka nodded and looked into the distance: "Let's go find them, and hope their beards are not scorched by this fire."

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