Carl also noticed the extra white figure on the battlefield.
"Legolas? Carl has some doubts in his heart, hasn't the elven army of Thranduil broke through? Why is his son still here?
Thinking, Carl suddenly raised a little interest in his heart, and then looked at Legolas' figure who was constantly slashing in the Orc army with a scrutiny.
"Looks like another interesting guy has appeared." Carl's thoughts flashed.
After the elves retreated, the situation of the dwarves became more and more difficult. Even if there was another Legolas suddenly, it still did not ease the battle situation in the slightest.
The dwarves also noticed this powerful elf who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, but they looked at it with surprise.
Azog also noticed Legolas slaughtering among the Orcs, which, although not painful to his army, still angered him.
He suddenly waved his sword hand again and shouted:
"Kuru! Strike! Kill that elf and smash him for me."
With the new command from Azog on Raven Hill.
Behind the army, several giant 16-type trolls with a height of 5 meters suddenly came out. At this moment, their hands have been chopped off, and then they were replaced with more lethal meteor hammers or axes.
With the appearance of these guys, the surrounding dwarves were slaughtered. The hammers and axes that were swung were really bloody, and the bones were smashed into slag.
The modified trolls charged towards Legolas, and the hammers never fell. They were attached to the chains, and they swept through shadow trails before hitting them on the head.
Legolas dodged with a few jumps and pulled out the Spirit again.
A direct sword shot through the throat of the troll who was about to move again.
After Legolas shot another troll, he looked up at the boundless Orc army, feeling powerless in his heart, and complaining about his father.
Why did his father refuse to join the army?
"Kid, be careful!" While wondering, Dyne's voice suddenly came. Legolas was startled, and he lowered his head subconsciously when he smelled the wind behind him.
"Om!" The huge axe slid across his head, directly cutting off a few strands of hair.
Not allowing the troll who raised the axe to move again, Legolas, who had reacted, jumped on its grief and chopped off its head.
"That's right, elf boy, who did you learn your skills from?" Dai had an inexplicable affection for this elf who was willing to fight with them again.
"My father, Thranduil!"
Dyne was stunned by Legolas' words. So this kid is the son of that damn elf?
The wolf cavalry suddenly rushed to the top of Raven Hill again, and informed Azog of the news of Thranduil's escape.
After listening, Azog was furious, he turned his head and roared at the army below: "Hasa, lead a hundred thousand troops to chase those goddamn elves, they are running in the direction of the river valley, don't let me let them go ."
A strong Orc on the ground heard Azog's words and quickly greeted his subordinates, leading the mighty team, turned and pulled away from the battlefield, heading towards Hegu Town.
"No, it's going to be a joke if you go on like this." He slashed the orc in front of him again, and Dain held back his breathing, but he couldn't help thinking.
The number of dwarves he led this time was only more than 100,000. Tens of thousands died in the battle with the elves before. Now, as the battle becomes more and more incandescent, the casualties are even greater.
And those Orcs seem to be the same as the beginning, and nothing has changed. At first glance, they still can't see the edge.
endless.
The situation is very bad!
"Thorin! Thorin!" Dain suddenly shouted loudly, and he suddenly thought of the right master who called them here, their king.
"We need your guidance, where are you?"
The morale of the dwarves has been almost wiped out by the successive battles. In this state, let alone winning this battle, it may be a bit difficult to persist even for half an hour.
"Thorin, the Lord of the Hills is calling for you, the dwarves need you!" The dwarves of Turin said again, choked up.
Seeing their compatriots being slaughtered, and they can only hide behind and watch, nothing can bring more pain to people.
Thorin remained silent.
Bilbo looked at Thorin who looked like this, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. The hobbit, who had always been friendly, suddenly flushed his face, jumped up the steps, and grabbed the neck of the king of dwarves fiercely. Loudly:
"Thorin! Are you dumb! Did you hear what we said! Tell me something, what do you want to do?"
"Look, look at what's happening now, what's it all about!"
"What are we here for?"
"Yes, to help you regain your homeland, to help you regain the glory of the Turin family."
"How much did we pay on the way for these?"
"Traveling through mountains and rivers, evading pursuit, bleeding and sweating, even, in the end, even that guy Carl died."
"You say, what are we all for?"
"Is it to see you locked yourself in this ghost place? Locked in this city under the mountain? Just lying on the golden bed and daydreaming? You think you are holding the Arken gem in your hand and sitting in the underground city, Are you the king?"
Bilbo suddenly became louder: "I tell you! You are nothing, you are a dick, and the Thorin I know is not like this!
The voice did not fall,
"Peng!" Thorin stood up suddenly, his face flushed, he suddenly raised Bilbo and shouted, "Shut up, don't tell me nonsense here!"
"I'm not wrong, I'm all for my kingdom!"
"No, you're just for yourself, you're afraid, you're in awe, that's why you don't dare to face what you should do. What you say is just your excuses and rhetoric." Bilbo But he shook his head.
After that, Bilbo suddenly smiled again: "I think, I finally know why Carl was so determined when he left, you let him down and you let us down too.
"You have already lost your qualifications as a king, and when you refused to fulfill that promise, your kingdom was destroyed.
Just like the morning bell and the twilight drum, the green mountain kingfisher, the world suddenly became quiet in an instant.
Is it really so?
Why is this so?.