"Touch!" In the army, the lords of the two sides finally met, and the sword and the hammer grinded sparks in the air.
"Dain, I want you to pay your debts with blood!" Thranduil said angrily.
It is conceivable that after this battle, how many elves of the Sindar tribe he will lose, and how many Silvan elves will be sacrificed.
Thinking of these sacrifices, Thranduil couldn't help feeling angry, and the culprits who caused these tragedies were these damn dwarves.
"Don't talk big, you want to kill me? Ask me about the hammer in my hand first, hahaha." Dain is not as sad as Thranduil's performance. In war, sacrifice is inevitable, and his people died completely. , because they were fighting for their king.
The two fought together again, but their strengths were indistinguishable, and they couldn't tell the difference for a while.
"Carl, will it go on like this? Beorn looked at this scene with a worried look on his face.
If the momentum continues, the elves and dwarves will finish their game first without waiting for the Orc army to arrive.
"Don't worry, it's time to come. It's already here." Carl suddenly raised his head again and looked at the mountain on the side.
He could feel the slight tremor on the ground, and a huge force was approaching here.
In the valley, the elves and dwarves who were fighting also noticed the movement under their feet.
They all stopped in surprise.
In the distance, in the calm mountain pass, a huge hole was suddenly washed open, a behemoth suddenly broke through the ground, and its huge body stretched out from the ground, and the open mouth at the top of the body was like a blooming chrysanthemum. , in the air constantly claws, looks extremely ferocious and terrifying.
That is the burrowing worm. This huge creature relies on their unique streamlined body and special mouthparts located on the head of the body to dig underground passages.
"Woo–
With the appearance of the Earth Drilling Insect, a huge horn sound also came slowly from the fog.
"Diamonds set with diamonds!" A huge war fortress slowly appeared in everyone's eyes along with the sound of war drums.
"Ha! Look, how coincidentally I came, you all got together, haha!" Azog stood on Raven Hill, looking at the shadows of the tiny dwarves and elves in the ground, and thousands of thousands poured out of his heart. Thousands of pride.
Today, it will be avenged, and not only will Thorin be his ghost, but the dwarves, but also the elves who have often hindered and troubled him, will not escape his grasp.
After today's battle, it will become the ruler of the east of the Misty Mountains, and no one can stop him.
"Come on! My army, cut off the heads of these elves and dwarves, tear them to pieces, and make way for us to move forward!" Azog shouted and shouted.
"Woo–" The horn sounded again, and all the orcs surrounding Raven Hill couldn't wait.
They stretched out their fangs, bared their claws, and charged towards the valley.
When the army of the dwarves arrived, they could still see the edge, but the Orc army, from the beginning to the end, was never able to see the end.
The number of them is too large to use common sense.
However, it was precisely such a large number of troops that gave Azog this incomparably confident confidence. This is what the forbearance for these years has been exchanged, just for this moment, for this moment's revenge.
"Go on, go on! Kill them! Let them experience despair!" Azog couldn't help shouting excitedly again.
This feeling of scolding Fang Dao made him a little addicted.
Between raising your hand, everything is under your control, and there is nothing more wonderful than this feeling.
Dain glanced at Thranduil next to him: "I think we need to pause and drive these guys away first? What do you think?"
Now in such a situation, it is obviously not a good idea to continue fighting with the elves.
Ok, no matter whether you are a dwarf or something else, if they don't retreat first, no matter who wins between the dwarves and the elves, they will be slaughtered in the end.
Thranduil is obviously aware of the current situation, but his face is still not very good-looking.
"I won't cooperate with you lowly dwarves!" Thranduil snorted coldly, and then turned around on the elk, leaving only Dyne behind.
Dain was a little stunned, and then helpless, he quickly ordered to the iron hill dwarves under him: "Sanggar form a shield! Quick, you little dwarfs, hurry up and move your short legs, those big guys are about to rush up. !"
The dwarves were stunned, and then they all reacted, throwing down the elf opponent they had just killed, picking up the heavy iron shields that had fallen on the ground, and rushing towards the front line.
The so-called Sangar Array Shield has just been demonstrated by the elves. This method of confronting the enemy exists in many humans or elves with shield soldiers. Of course, the dwarves who have countless iron ore to build heavy shields also all Master this technique proficiently.
As for why the Orc army does not have this, it is because they never do defense, and aggression and attack are what they will do.
","Hoohoho!" The huge transformed trolls charged at the forefront of the team, while the Orcs and the Warwolf cavalry charged with them.
"Kickkick!" The dwarves finally plunged their shields into the earth and stones. The thick armor and shields shone with a black sheen under the sunlight, and instantly formed a hundred-meter-long iron tower.
"Roar!" As if provoked by the iron tower of the dwarves, all the Orcs became even more mad, and the movements under their feet became more and more rapid.
But just when they were about to use the most ruthless and powerful way to break through this defense (is it good), a golden figure suddenly jumped out from behind the iron tower, and then with a deadly, indomitable ferocity Imposing manner, plunged into their army.
Those are Sindarin spirits.
They even rushed directly into the Orc army.
Seeing this, Dyne couldn't help turning his head to look at Thranduil who was beside him.
I saw that Thranduil's face was a little pale, but he still maintained this sternness. Facing this doubtful look, he just said lightly: "Elves, will never hide behind the dwarves and accept the protection of the dwarves!"
"Well, this is better!" Dyne shrugged indifferently.
These elves are sometimes more stubborn than their dwarves, what else can he say?
At this moment, on the city wall, the joy that Thorin originally had when Nayudain brought the dwarves came, but because of the Orc army that filled the sky suddenly became ugly.