Wizard: This witcher is not doing his job

Chapter 245 Thorin’s Battle of Revenge

In terms of size, the half-orc Azog is a bit bigger than Wayne.

However, when Wayne, who was wearing blood-red armor and carrying the Great Sword of Victory, held Azog by the back of his neck with one hand, dragging him out of the mine like a dead dog, he There is no incongruity whatsoever.

During the bloody storm, Wayne's image was set off like a mythical hero, and the orcs in front of him were like ants in front of the hero. The members of the expedition team who had been paying attention to him couldn't help but admire him. Feelings.

With a whistle, the Deathclaw Robin, who received the order from his master, immediately let out an excited roar in the direction of his master.

The strong hind limbs twisted violently, and the thick barbed tail was like a cannonball, instantly throwing out a semicircle and throwing it towards the orc in front of it. This is one of the most powerful attacks of the Death Claw.

With unimaginable force, the first few orcs swept by Iron Tail exploded into a mist of blood like crushed red berries.

Then more than a dozen orcs were beaten to pieces, their bones shattered, and they flew off the platform with vomiting blood and fell into the bottomless mine.

With just one sweeping attack, he immediately cleared a large area in front of him and killed nearly twenty orcs.

Such killing efficiency made the surviving half-orcs around them feel a little sluggish for a moment. The morale and courage that was already running low quickly dissipated after losing the half-orc king as their leader. Becoming more powerless.

However, whether it is Wayne, Deathclaw Robin, or everyone in the expedition team, they will not show mercy because of the enemy's weakness. Instead, they will kill more fiercely.

If he hadn't been in a cave and unable to use the sixth-level spell Thundercloud Storm, Wayne would have definitely thrown this spell on the heads of those orcs.

But even without spells, he doesn't lack the means to attack.

Whether it is relying on his strong physical fitness, chopping melons and vegetables, or using alchemical bombs, or frying fish, his killing speed, although not as wide open and closed as the Death Claw, is one to ten, and one to a hundred. , but it is still something Thorin and the other dwarves look up to.

Soon, before the mirror clone disappeared, the passage leading to the entrance of the mine was directly penetrated by the attacks of Wayne and Deathclaw. Any orcs who blocked the way were chopped into pieces. , that is, fell to the bottom of the mine.

This made Wayne couldn't help but wonder whether Gollum, who now owned the Supreme Lord of the Rings and lived at the bottom of the mine, would be able to eat well for a long time.

However, this thought was just fleeting, and the matter of the Supreme Lord of the Rings was not urgently dealt with.

When there was no obstacle ahead, Robin excitedly ran to him, lowered his head, and waited for him to ride up.

Wayne dragged Azog, who was still unconscious, with one hand, turned over and sat on the back of the Deathclaw, and after saying hello to the rest of the expedition team, the group quickly exited the mine.

After all, this is an Orc cave in the Misty Mountains. There are probably thousands of Orcs inside. Although it is not impossible to continue fighting, Wayne's main goal has been achieved now, killing the two Orc leaders. , for a long time, they became a batch of loose sand.

A scattered enemy is far easier to deal with than one that is united, organized and commanded.

The expedition team evacuated quickly, and since the orcs in the cave had no one to command them, they easily escaped tracking and returned to the cave where they camped.

As soon as I sat down to rest, an old voice said excitedly:

"It is truly a miracle that can be recorded in the epic. During his journey to the Lonely Mountain, the great adventurer Wayne killed the Orc King of the Misty Mountains and captured Azog, the Orc leader of Moria, alive."

Balin, one of the dwarves, stood beside Thorin, his white beard trembling with excitement, and he sang about Wayne's achievements. He laughed at Wayne and the other dwarves and said:

"When I live to see other tribesmen, I must tell them this great thing, tell all the descendants of the dwarves, and let them know what a great expedition our trip to the Lonely Mountain is."

Among the dwarves, Balin was second only to Thorin in prestige. What he said immediately aroused the response of the other dwarves. The others immediately followed suit, praised, sang, and loudly praised Wayne's strength and achievements.

The dwarf prince Thorin looked at the unconscious pale orc in Wayne's hands with a serious expression. His expression was quite complex, with memories, regrets, and trance, but the most important thing was unforgettable hatred.

After listening to the praises of the dwarves, Wayne glanced at Thorin and then at Gandalf, who had been stroking his beard with a smile on his face.

He coughed lightly, showed a gentle smile, and said to everyone in the expedition team:
"My friends, you can't say that. The success this time is not due to me alone. Without you fighting bravely and helping me attract the attention of the orcs, our plan would not have been completed so well."

"Perhaps this incident will be recorded in some legends, but I feel that it is not me alone who deserves praise, but every member of our entire Lonely Mountain Expedition Team. We all defeated the Misty Mountain Orc clan. hero."

Everyone is showing off. Although the dwarves are not as important as Wayne said, and he did not actually kill many orcs, in order to establish a good relationship with them, he still did not hesitate to praise and share the credit with those present. everyone.

Others, including Bilbo, did kill many orcs in the battle just now, more than they had killed in the previous wars.

Hearing Wayne's praise and hearing this powerful adventurer calling them heroes, everyone felt very excited. A feeling of honor lingered in their hearts. The entire expedition team also felt this time. In the victory, the relationship became closer.

After everyone finished sighing, Wayne threw Azog, who was like a dead dog in his hand, into the center of the crowd, looked at the dwarf prince Thorin, and said softly:
"Thorin, I have completed one of your commissions. Azog is here, almost intact. As for when you want to duel him, it is up to you."

Looking at the strong orc who was thrown in the middle of the field with pale skin and a broken arm that had been replaced with an iron fork, Thorin stared at him. After a few seconds, he looked up at Wayne with a serious expression. He said in a solemn tone:
"Thank you, Wayne, my friend."

"Azog is the orc that our Turin clan most wants to kill. You have completed my commission, and our Turin clan will always be your friend."

Saying these words, the handsome Thorin Oakenshield took a deep breath, turned to everyone present and said:

"There is no need to wait. The number of Orcs we just killed is not enough to satisfy our hatred of Orcs."

"Now, it's up to me, Thorin Oakenshield, the grandson of Thror, the king under the mountain, and the son of Thraine, to fight to the death with Azog, the sworn enemy of the Turin family, the filthy half-orc leader. .”

"His death will also be a great victory in our expedition to Lonely Mountain."

Thorin's heroic words immediately aroused praise and cheers from the surrounding dwarves, and in such a noisy environment, Azog soon woke up.

This pale-skinned, strong half-orc shook his head, which was still dizzy, and was a little surprised when he found that he had arrived in a strange place and was not tied up.

Then, he looked at the members of the expedition team around him with vigilance. His eyes stayed on Wayne for more than ten seconds, and finally he looked at Wayne, who was standing opposite him in the middle of the circle of people. Thorin, the dwarf prince.

Seeing the hateful expression of the other party, the half-orc immediately understood his situation and what the other party meant. He smiled and said in common language:
"Thorin Oakenshield, descendant of the King Under the Mountain." "It was you who cut off one of my arms and brought my glory to shame."

"Now, do you want to kill me while I am defenseless?"

"It doesn't matter, dwarves are all such despicable and shameless guys."

"But as a brave half-orc, even if I die, I will not surrender. Even if I am unarmed, I will use my fists and teeth to kill this despicable guy like you."

Hearing Azog's speech, Wayne couldn't help but feel a little funny. When did the most despicable half-orc among the dark forces become so upright and heroic?

This white orc can become a leader. It seems that he is not only outstanding in force, but at least he is not stupid in mind.

His taunt was quite successful, in order to prove himself to his companions, and also to avenge his father and grandfather in a fair and just way.

After hearing Azog's provocation, Thorin immediately threw a short sword to him with an angry expression. He still had the oak shield and dwarf sword configuration, patted his chest hard, and roared:
"You orcs are the filthiest race in the world. You are the shame and cancer of Middle-earth."

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you. Take up arms and have a fight to the death. I will avenge my family and my compatriots."

"Azog, you will die here today!"

After getting a weapon, Azog no longer acted coyly. He knew that he would most likely be in danger today, so he already had a death wish in his heart. He wanted to kill this guy and cut off one of his arms before he died. dwarf.

Without many words, the battle between Sony and Azog broke out instantly. The dwarf prince and the orc commander were both battle-hardened warriors, but in terms of physical fitness, Azog was a bit stronger than Wayne. The grid is obviously more advantageous.

From the very beginning of the battle, he had the upper hand. Although he held a dagger that was not very handy, he immediately suppressed Thorin severely with his strong fool's style of fighting without fear of damage. He retreated continuously with a ferocious expression and resisted desperately.

However, as a dwarf prince, Thorin has the fine blood of the royal family. In terms of combat power alone, he is the strongest among the dwarves in the expedition team, and his character is also the most tolerant and tenacious. Soon in the difficult battle, Found a way to fight Azog.

That is to take advantage of his short stature and specialize in the lower three lanes, so that the half-orc, who is huge and slightly less flexible, can be distracted to resist attacks on the lower body.

This kind of attack really made Azog very uncomfortable and took a lot of advantage.

However, in cold weapon combat, people who are strong and powerful still have an advantage.

Azog and Thorin went back and forth, using all their fighting power to fight for their lives, but in the end Thorin was the first to be forced into a desperate situation.

The shield in his hand, which was replaced by an oak tree trunk, could no longer bear the damage from the constant chopping, and suddenly exploded and fell off.

In the moment of confusion, Azog's sword slashed Thorin's left arm hard.

Blood flew everywhere, and a thick palm fell down.

And because of the sudden severe pain of his broken arm, Thorin couldn't help but let out a shrill wail, staggered several steps, lost his balance, and fell to the ground.

Seeing such a critical situation, the other dwarves all turned pale, with frightened and nervous expressions. They involuntarily reached for their weapons, but they did not dare to intervene due to the sanctity of the duel.

Even Gandalf, who had been watching the battle, couldn't help but shrink his pupils, purse his lips tightly, and the fingers of both hands holding the staff turned white from the exertion.

Azog avenged his broken arm without mercy. After laughing wildly, he immediately raised the dagger in his hand and was about to deliver the final blow to Thorin who was lying on the ground.

The pale-skinned orc's pupils suddenly shrank, and he found that he had lost control of his body. The sword that could have definitely cut off Thorin's head actually slashed crookedly, and struck the stone next to the dwarf's head.

And Thorin was not a coward, and he quickly woke up from the pain of his broken arm.

When Azog's sword blade was crooked, he immediately seized this opportunity to turn defeat into victory. He endured the pain in his left arm and immediately thrust the dwarf sword in his right hand upwards, directly into Azog's heart, giving him A fatal blow to the half-orc leader.

However, Azog was able to stand out from the cruel Orc survival system and become the leader of a powerful Orc clan. He was not an ordinary person. Even if he was stabbed in the heart, there was no possibility of survival.

But he still gathered his own strength, ignored the dwarf's long sword and stabbed him more thoroughly, jumped directly on Thorin, and bit Thorin's neck with his sharp teeth.

He let out a desperate roar and used all his remaining strength to tear at Thorin's neck muscles, trying to bite his enemy alive.

At this critical moment of life and death, Thorin also unleashed all his will to survive. Even though the broken arm in his left hand was bleeding profusely, his right hand still held the sword tightly and used his greatest strength to keep attacking Azog. His heart was stirring, trying to destroy his heart to the greatest extent.

After dozens of seconds, this strong pale orc finally lost all his vitality and completely lost his life.

And Thorin, who was pressed under him, was not much better. He had lost too much blood, his face was pale, and his neck was full of bite wounds. If it weren't for luck, the aorta was not bitten, maybe he didn't have that at all. The strength to kill the orc before Azog bites him to death.

But even so, when the other dwarves of the expedition team hurriedly rescued him from Azog's body.

This once handsome and extraordinary dwarf prince was already covered in wounds, blood stained his body, and he was on his deathbed.

He reached out and held the palms of Balin and Fili, as if giving his last words, and whispered something. When the other dwarves saw this, they all shed tears, feeling sad for their princes.

Wayne, who was standing not far from him, frowned slightly, thinking in his mind whether he should continue to save the grandson of the King under the Mountain. In the original work, this prince had a psychotic attack and caused many people to be dissatisfied because of his greed.

In the end, Wayne sighed. After all, they had been together for more than a month. Although the relationship was not close, they could still be regarded as teammates fighting side by side.

He stepped forward and walked to Thorin's side, turned around and glanced at Gandalf, who looked sad because he had nothing to do, and then said to Balin and the other dwarves:

"Everyone, give in and let me try. Maybe I can save him."

(End of this chapter)