Start with the Lord of the Rings

River Valley Town.

City Hall Square battlefield.

"Whizzing..."

"Humph..."

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

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

The weapons raised by Gandalf and Bilbo swung empty.

Can't help but look back at Morgan.

Faced with the slightly speechless eyes of the two, Morgan shrugged.

In the next second, Morgan's eyes became sharp, and he watched the two people on the opposite side raise their hands and shot another arrow.

"Swish..."

The arrow shot almost close to Bilbo's ear.

He could almost feel the pressure and tingling sensation brought by the sharp arrow that was shot rapidly passing by his ear.

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

Bilbo was shocked, and he dared not care no more and immediately greeted the half-orc who rushed forward.

Gandalf on the side killed him with a long sword and a staff.

At this moment, the speed of action was relatively slow, and the four-meter-high giant trolls armored warrior finally arrived, and raised his hand to Gandalf with a hammer.

"boom!"

There was a violent muffled sound.

Gandalf avoided in time.

On the hard street ground with stones in front of him, a huge pit was instantly smashed out of a huge pit by the huge steel horror rod in the hands of the giant trolls.

The hard boulder under the pit was smashed into pieces in an instant that hadn't been the slightest difference in wind and rain for many years.

The giant armored trolls do not move fast, but they are not slow in their hands.

A missed hit immediately raised the giant steel spike 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 magic spells:

"Bath the brilliance of sentient beings!"

Immediately he slammed the staff to the ground.

It's just that the magic that has never been unfavorable in the past hasn't moved at all this time.

Gandalf was shocked immediately.

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

"boom!"

There was another violent loud noise.

A huge hole was smashed out of the rocky street in an instant.

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

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

The angry trolls immediately swept over with a wolf-fanged stick in his hand.

Gandalf evaded again in embarrassment, and Bilbo could not react as he was swept by the troll stick, and was thrown into a big somersault.

The two orcs who couldn't dodge by the side were also instantly smashed into the air by the giant trolls' spikes.

Looking at the giant trolls in incomparably violent raging, then looked at the high walls on both sides of the street.

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

Pedal on the steep high wall for several steps, quickly approaching the giant troll queen in the street below.

Morgan suddenly jumped down towards the huge body of the trolls, and landed firmly on the shoulders of the huge trolls.

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

Feeling unstable underneath, Morgan immediately pulled out the dagger around his waist and the dagger pinned to his leg, and with both hands, he immediately thrust the dagger and dagger into the bare and rough shoulders of the giant trolls.

"Roar..."

Feeling the tingling pain coming from his body, the giant trolls roared more and more anger, shaking his body more violently.

The furious trolls wielded the giant mace in his hand and smashed them indiscriminately.

There was a bang around the smash, and sand and rocks flew around.

Gandalf, Bilbo, and several half-orcs who were on the sideline saw this and immediately avoided in horror.

At this moment, no one dared to step forward, and could only look at the angry giant trolls standing in the middle of the street and the humans on their backs from a distance.

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

The giant trolls continued to rage, and Morgan quickly climbed behind the trolls' heads with daggers and daggers.

The trolls immediately reached out his hand again to grab Morgan.

Morgan couldn’t hide this time, so he had to speed up, grabbing the huge steel helmet on the giant trolls’ head with one hand, and fiercely inserting the longer dagger with the other hand into the only hollow eye in the trolls’ helmet. Inside, and stirred severely.

"Roar..."

Unparalleled pain came, and the giant trolls wailed in pain, and stopped grabbing Morgan. After dancing, the giant mace fell to the ground.

Then the whole body was unstable and fell to the ground.

"boom..."

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

The orcs who gathered more and more behind him were not afraid of Morgan at all, and once again screamed fiercely, waving the weapon in his hand and rushing forward.

Morgan didn't use the longbow again this time, but directly drew the Elven Longsword around his waist and strode up to greet him.

......

Lonely mountain.

The **** handsome flag over the precipitous Raven Ridge is constantly changing.

The horn of desolation resounded across the battlefield.

More and more armies of orcs and giant trolls flock to the battlefield.

In front of the lonely mountain.

The only two neat archery phalanx left in the army of wood elves.

The Elf King Thrandil, who was riding on a huge horned deer, looked at the battlefield in front of him, and watched the army of black crushing orcs rushing further away and shouted again: "Ready!"

A group of wood elf warriors behind him immediately acted like precision machines, raising their bows, drawing arrows, shooting arrows, and aiming in one go.

"emission!"

Thranduil's face was cold and shouted, swinging his sword and falling.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

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

Soon, the arrow rain fell within the predetermined range.

"Swipe, brush, brush, brush..."

In an instant, the orc warrior in the middle fell to the ground quickly like cutting wheat, and a vacuum suddenly appeared on the densely packed orc army battlefield.

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

Elf archery in front of the phalanx.

The Elf King Thranduil seemed to have ignored the scene far ahead, and shouted again: "Ready!"

The two elven phalanx warriors immediately raised their bows, drew arrows, and drew arrows again.

"emission!"

Thranduil swung his sword and shouted again.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

The rain-intensive rain of arrows once again shot towards the distant battlefield.

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

But it won't take long at all, and the vacuum battlefield will quickly be filled up by the army of half-orcs.

Thranduil's elven archery phalanx quickly and ruthlessly harvested the heads of the orcs army.

The big orc leader above Raven Hill couldn't bear it anymore.

"Go, tell them, ruin the elves' phalanx!"

Azog pointed to the orc standard-bearer warrior behind him and called out loudly.

Soon, the giant **** handsome flag changed again, and the horn sounded quickly.

"hold head high..."

"hold head high..."

"hold head high..."

In front of six dark passages.

There were no orc warriors coming out of the passage.

However, on the wide hillside in front of the passage, there were still several heavy orc warriors waiting for their orders.

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

The little orc leader rushed to two of the phalanx on the wolves, shouting and issuing orders.

Soon, the two orcs army phalanx actually walked aside, trying to bypass the extremely glued meat grinder battlefield in front, and directly attacked the wood elf archer army phalanx behind the dwarven and elven army.

The actions of such a large army of half-orcs cannot be concealed from others.

Especially in front of the elf archers, in the middle of the back of the fierce battlefield, the leader of the Iron Hills dwarf standing high on the giant chariot.

I saw a small but powerful dwarf leader who noticed the strangeness of the Orcs army and immediately shouted: "Turn left!"

"Dwarf's axe ready!"

The dwarf leader's voice fell, and the six giant bighorn chariots that had been aiming at the front battlefield and firing giant arrows immediately turned to the east on the left.

The several dwarven riders on the giant chariot immediately carried out a peculiar, spear-like giant steel spear that was several meters in length.

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

Now I can only taste it for half-orcs.

"Prepare!"

The dwarf rider moved quickly, and soon six giant steel spears were mounted on the launch pad of the giant chariot.

The dwarf leader standing in the middle chariot looked at the black orc army rushing in the distance, and quickly estimated the range of his own "dwarf's axe".

The army of half-orcs was fast.

It didn't take long to break into range.

The dwarf leader decisively swung the hatchet in his hand and shouted, "Launch!"

"Huhuhuhuhu..."

The moment a steel spear was shot out, the three long, sharp "wings" on the spear immediately flew towards the black-and-black half-orc army in a high-speed rotation posture.

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

The giant windmill known as the "Dwarf's Axe" quickly flew over the orcs army and quickly fell down.

"boom..."

There was a huge rumbling sound of landing.

In an instant, all the orc warriors within at least 34 square meters in the dense phalanx of the half-orcs were almost instantly emptied.

As the first dwarven axe fell, the second and third dwarven axe screamed violently.

"boom..."

"boom..."

"boom..."

The axe of giant dwarves descended like the flowers of death blooming in the army of half-orcs.

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

At this time, the iron hills dwarves are in the giant chariot phalanx.

The second wave of Dwarven Axes has been loaded.

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

"Whirring whirring..."

A dwarf axe made a violent breaking through the air again, whizzing and flying towards the army of half-orcs.

Behind the phalanx of the dwarven giant chariot.

The elven king Thranduil naturally also noticed the attack of the eastern army of orcs.

The Elf King didn't hesitate to change his goal, so that the archer's phalanx behind him was aimed at the army of orcs that was being fatally beaten by the giant dwarf arrow.

"Prepare!"

After the words fell, the wood elf warriors in the two squares were once again very familiar with raising bows, drawing arrows, shooting arrows, and aiming.

"emission!"

Thranduil yelled with his sword.

"Swish swish swish..."

The dense rain of arrows immediately spurred towards the orc army in the distance ahead.

Above Raven Hill.

Azog became more and more irritable as he watched this scene. He immediately turned to the orc standard-bearer behind him and ordered: "Order to go down, let all the beasts dispatch and destroy the dwarf's chariot."

"Also, let all the army press on, the dwarves and elves will not be able to hold them."

"We must kill them all this time!"

Azog's voice fell.

Several Orcs flag bearers immediately manipulated the three giant **** 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 Shuai Qi, and immediately rode the wolf to the front of the army phalanx.

Soon, the desolation horn sounded quickly.

"hold head high..."

"hold head high..."

"hold head high..."

Five black heavy armored half-orcs army phalanx, an army of more than 30 giant armored trolls began to move towards the front battlefield.

The total offensive began.

The rear of the battlefield.

The front door of Gushan is high on the wall.

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

Even at this moment, the two archers promoted by the dwarven chariot and the wood elves in front of them were out of power for a while.

However, in the forefront of the main battlefield where the three main forces were concentrated, the Iron Hills dwarf army and the wood elves army retreated steadily and were killed almost at the speed of sight.

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 far from the hillside at the end of the line of sight, a large number of orcs waiting in place began to increase their troops on the battlefield.

The dwarves on the wall couldn't wait any longer.

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

"Dyne and they almost can't hold it..."

"The army of elves is about to die..."

"They need us..."

"I'd rather fight with Dyne and the others to shed the last bit of blood~www.readwn.com~ and I don't want to wait here..."

"When Dyin and the others die, we won't be able to escape, so it's better to go out and fight!"

"Then you go to Thorin..."

"I..."

The dwarves were angry and talked, but there was nothing to do.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"I'm going to find Thorin!"

Dewarin, who had been watching the silence of the battlefield in the distance, suddenly spoke, turning straight and going down the stone ladder, and walked quickly to the depths of the lonely mountain.

The dwarves looked at Devarin's back, their eyes full of expectation.