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"careful!"

Morgan's struggling roar suddenly came from behind.

Thorin Oakshield and Chilidvarin, who were in a good mood and relaxed in their hearts, were still talking and laughing, and their expressions changed immediately when they heard this voice.

Morgan is not a person who likes to make such jokes.

A few people just became vigilant.

"Swish swish swish..."

I saw a large number of arrows shot immediately from the dense river banks on both sides.

"Be careful!"

Thorin Oak Shield's eyes widened and roared, and then his whole body immediately retracted into the tall wooden barrel.

Kellett and Devarin do the same thing.

As soon as Morgan's roar sounded, vigilance arose.

Immediately after seeing the flood of arrows from both sides of the strait, they instantly retracted into the tall wooden barrels one by one.

But these arrow rains are not limited to the few dwarves ahead.

A group of dwarves such as Morgan Nolioli Groin in the river in the rear were also attacked by arrow rain from both sides of the river at this moment.

Morgan noticed the abnormality when he reminded Thorin Oak Shield and other dwarves in front of him.

The reaction is faster at this time.

Morgan first pushed Bilbo by the side of the bucket into the water.

Then the whole body quickly retracted into the tall wine barrel, curling himself into a ball as much as possible.

The other dwarves in the river channel behind did not react slowly.

The dwarves in front of Morgan's voice could hear it, and naturally it was the same in the back.

Almost all of them are the same kind of operation, all the dwarves in the river can only try their best to shrink into the barrels under them to reduce their chance of hitting arrows.

Pang Bo, the most bloated and bulky among the dwarves, is more difficult. His body is too bloated and fat to squeeze into the barrel. It is a bit reluctant.

It is impossible to indent at this time.

But he was also clever, knowing that he couldn't shrink in, his whole body immediately turned the barrel over into the water.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

The pitch-black arrows fell quickly like raindrops, and all the wine barrels were shot banging.

Fortunately, the river flow is panting, the barrels are wrapped in it and the flow is fast, and the water waves fluctuate rapidly.

After the first wave of arrows passed, the sides of the river immediately died down.

Morgan immediately got up, grabbed Bilbo, who was constantly drinking from the side of the bucket, and looked around.

Good guy, there are three black arrows sticking at least on every tall wooden barrel.

Five black arrows were also pierced on the barrel where Morgan was.

As for the most, the dwarves in front of Thorin Oakshield and Kilidvarin, their barrels are almost full of arrows at this time, and they have all been pierced into hedgehogs.

At this time, even the stupid dwarf realized that all of them had been ambushed.

As for the ambushing enemy, after the arrow fell, they quickly emerged from the dense forests on both sides. They were the hideous half-orcs in armor and full armor.

Among the densely black orc troops on both sides of the strait, on the huge boulder beside the checkpoint in front.

Morgan saw the leader of this orc army. It was the tall and strong man wearing steel thorn armor. Even half of his head was tightly wrapped in black armor: Borg!

"Go on, kill them for me, kill them all!"

Borg waved his black longbow, and watched the dwarves in the river below roar coldly with the huge hammer in his hand.

The moment Morgan saw the half-orc Borg clearly, the sense of anger and vigilance in his heart had risen to the highest level.

It's just that no matter how angry he is at this time, it's useless, because he and a group of dwarves are floating in the river.

Not only his weapons and equipment were deprived in the woodland kingdom.

No, speaking of the weapon Morgan still has one piece, that is his elven long sword, which is now hidden in the silver space ring in his hand.

But he couldn't take it out at this time, because there was no way to explain it to the dwarves.

Although even if it is taken out, it will not help, because it is packed in a wooden barrel, and it is a living target at this time as the water flows down.

A living target for half-orcs!

The river stream was rushing and panting, and the half-orcs didn't dare to go into the water, and didn't need to go into the water. They just took their bows on both sides of the river and shot them.

Arrows on both sides shot continuously.

Morgan, Bilbo beside him, and the dwarves behind him were so desperate that they couldn't hold their heads up.

And in the eyes of Thorin, Oak Shield and Kilidvarin in front of them

The real despair is watching those half-orcs rushing to the front checkpoint, pressing the switch of the waterway gate below forcefully.

Looking at the huge iron fence that kept closing in the distance, and seeing all these dwarves with their own eyes, the few dwarves found were really desperate.

"Do not..."

Thorin Oakshield shouted in despair.

Watching the iron fence of the waterway close in front of him completely closed.

Thorin Oak Shield and Kilidvarin's dwarves could only look desperate as they watched the huge wine barrel they were riding in, wrapped in water, quickly slipping into the bottom of the level, and directly hitting the huge iron fence.

Blocked in the gate below the level, this time I will be caught in the urn.

"no no!"

"Damn damn!"

Thorin Oak Shield grabbed the huge arm-like iron fence in front of him and yelled.

The grumpy Godvarin, who was squeezed into the barrel beside him, also shook the iron fence in front of him desperately.

At this time, the dwarves such as Morgan Bilbo and Nolioli Pombo, who were shouting behind him, were still unable to raise their heads when the half-orcs on both sides shot their bows and arrows like birds.

At the level, knowing that a few dwarves have been blocked in the level fence below, the half-orcs are screaming and preparing to enter the water.

"Go on, kill them, kill those dwarves!"

At this time, behind him came the roar of the orc commander Borg.

The half-orc who was standing next to the water and hesitated immediately jumped down the level.

"Puff and puff..."

The three half-orcs who just fell and jumped into the water immediately sank to the bottom. The river was not shallow, especially the waterway in front of the level.

Coupled with the rapid rushing of the river behind, the three orcs who entered the water immediately disappeared~www.readwn.com~ This made the other orcs who were preparing to go to the side to stop immediately, looking hesitantly. The leader behind him screamed: "The water below is too deep, what about the leader?"

Borg, the leader of the other half-orcs, immediately turned his head and screamed at the group of half-orcs on the level with a grim face: "Idiot, all jump down for me, even if you fill it, you will fill the dwarf to death!"

The little orc leader was stared at by Borg and jumped, kicked and kicked the hesitant orc beside him, kicking him into the panting river.

Then he waved the giant mace in his hand and yelled at the surrounding orcs threateningly: "Hurry up, jump down and kill the dwarves below!"

Threatened by the little leader of their immediate superiors, these half-orcs have no choice but to jump down the level like a fish.

This time with preparations, several orcs jumped into the water and floated, and then screamed to kill the dwarves at the bottom of the level while being engulfed by the water.

At this time, the expedition team member Barrel behind the river was finally approaching the checkpoint under the attack of countless arrows on the banks of the river on both sides.

With Bilbo hanging on the side of Morgan's barrel, he inevitably fell behind.

Because of the impact of the current, after hitting a dark rock in the river, the two quickly leaned toward the shore.

Just as he approached the shore, a half-orc armed with a spear rushed out of the shore and leaped straight towards Morgan's tall wine barrel.

At this moment, Morgan had no way of avoiding it. He immediately got up from the barrel, holding the arrow drawn from the barrel, and immediately stab at the orc that was coming.

At this moment, on the boulder beside the checkpoint, the ugly orc leader Borg reached out and took off the jet black longbow on his back.

Looking at the human being entangled with the orcs in the distant river, he raised his hand and shot an arrow.