"Roar!" The roaring dwarf berserker transformed into the wildest "beast". There was no enemy under the round battle axe. These throne guards pushed forward firmly, and any orcs who wanted to stop them had already been defeated. Lying at their feet.
"Boom!" The dwarf berserker, whose perception has been significantly enhanced, split the heavy crossbow arrows with just one swing of his axe. Among the flying wood chips, the not tall but unusually burly figure jumped out like a gust of wind. !
"Brush!" As the fighting ax was retracted and released, at least a dozen orcs were chopped off by Lazy!
"Go in! Kill them!" Thorin looked at the orcs' equipment that had started to move. Now only the two sides can effectively restrain the orcs' war equipment from functioning! After all, the dwarves don't have many war equipment. It can be said that it is just enough. The long journey makes the dwarves unable to carry too many war equipment. After all, not everyone has the system space like Roland.
"Stop them! You pigs! Take up your weapons! Stop them!" The orc officers and lords whipped their soldiers and drove them to fight to the death with the dwarves.
"The overall situation has been decided!" Thorin let out a sigh of relief.
Not far away, the dwarf army was rushing over quickly. They chopped down the orcs who were trying to block the way and then directly entangled themselves with the orc army. Suddenly, the orcs behind them became numb, because the dwarves were already low. After the short figure blended into the crowd of orcs, he seemed to disappear in an instant. You could only vaguely see the orcs falling to the ground one after another, letting out ear-piercing wails...
"Come forward! Stop them! You damn guys!" The Orc lords are still tirelessly driving ordinary Orcs into the meat grinder on the front line. These are armed with spears and iron sheets that are no different from wooden sticks. Cannon-fodder half-orcs who don't know how to distinguish machetes are also the lowest level among half-orcs. In other words, they are not human at all. Not only have their enemies never looked at them, but their own people also despise them. After all, they are known as blacks. The existence of skinned cannon fodder has no advantages except large quantities and sufficient control...
"Are those bastards crazy?" Thorin spat, clenched the beast-biting sword in his hand, and desperately led his men to withstand the orcs' counterattack.
The senior lords and officers of the orcs could no longer control so much. They picked up the heavy crossbow and fired at the place with the most people! Most of them killed their own people, but some dwarves were still hit and sacrificed! The heavy crossbow The terrifying power was enough to nail the dwarf's iron can to the ground. Looking at the corpse of the dwarf warrior whose arms were hanging down weakly, all the dwarves' eyes turned red.
"This won't work! Thorin!" Dwalin shouted. Being trapped in a tug-of-war with an orc without any danger was not the scene they expected to see.
"Order our right wing to tear apart the Orcs' defense line! We retreat to Moria!" Thorin gritted his teeth and looked at the Moria cave not far away and roared.
"Let the dragon eagle knights act according to the situation! Let's go!" Thorin blocked the orc's machete with a knife, and with a wave of his backhand, a human head rose into the sky. Under the heroic impact of the dwarf king, the orc's defense was shaken again. Got up.
But how could the orcs with their absolute numerical advantage give up so easily? Goblin soldiers from the Misty Mountains joined the battle. Those weak, pale, and ferocious Goblin soldiers were like nails in front of the dwarves. It was as if they were being smashed into the soil one by one by the dwarves... yes, they were smashed in... Those goblins with unknown combat power of 5 were like toads lying on their feet - they would be disgusting if they didn't bite.
"Bang!" With a dwarf warrior's hard collision, the front suddenly became clear! The last Orc who tried to stop him fell! They killed the entire Orc's right wing.
"Go in! Retreat to Moria!" Thorin looked at the Goblins and Orcs coming like a tidal wave in the distance of the Misty Mountains. He could only order the troops to retreat angrily, and finally he chose to join forces with Balin.
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"How is the situation?" Thorin was the last one to retreat into the east gate of Moria. His arm was numb from the crossbow arrows he fired, and the tiger's mouth burst open.
"At least more than three hundred of our brothers will never get up again, and there are thousands more injured..." Dwalin came over and patted Thorin on the shoulder, feeling a little depressed.
"My brother, you will be fine!" Thorin couldn't bear to watch Dvalin blame himself, he comforted.
"Where are the defenders of Moria? Where is Balin?" Thorin looked around and found neither Balin nor the Moria dwarves. After all, the standard armor of the Irubor dwarves and the standard armor of the Moria dwarves were still very good.
Respectively.
"Thorin! We are here!" After searching for a long time, finally a horned Leorioin appeared in front of Thorin with less than a hundred Morian soldiers.
"..." Thorin was stunned. He looked at the dwarf soldiers whose armors were filled with plasma and human tissue. Their bodies were shaking with excitement. Their fists were already crackling from his fists. He understood that these were the only soldiers left in Moria.
...the rest are probably sleeping in deep caves underground.
"Where is Balin..." Thorin said tremblingly, he was afraid of hearing the news he least expected to hear.
"He was seriously injured, and we left him to watch among the women and children!" Ori shook his head.
"Blessed by Turin!" Thorin gasped, thank God! That brave and wise old guy is still alive! Thorin almost cried with joy!
"By the way, why did you come in? Did you defeat the orcs?" Ouyin looked at Thorin.
"Those bastards are crazy! They even attacked us with our own people! We had no choice but to break through their defenses and retreat here." Thorin blushed. After all, running away was a bit embarrassing, but staying there and half
The orc goblin changed his life and became cerebral palsy.
"Okay, let's have a good rest! With your joining, Moria is already impregnable!" Ori could see clearly. After all, the underground city of Moria, where nearly 3,000 dwarf soldiers were stationed, could be breached by the orcs again.
If so, the defenders can wipe their necks. As long as a Balrog doesn't descend from the sky, they want to take down Moria with the help of the orcs' rotten fish and shrimps? The dwarves looked at it with a smile.
"Well, is Simon okay?" Thorin asked.
"Ximen? We only have five soldiers stationed there. No one can get in without the secret language!" Orionin looked at each other and said to Thorin.
"No, no, no! I mean, can it still be opened there?" Thorin said.
"Thorin...you want to retreat?" Ori and Ouyin said slowly after being silent for a moment.
"No! Where will the reinforcements from the Blue Mountains come in!" Thorin shook his head and retreated decisively? As the most talented and scheming king under the mountain in so many years, King Thorin planned to drive out the orcs who dared to tease the dwarf tiger's beard at the door.