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Chapter 21 Changes

Blackface is the current leader of Moria.

As an Uruk from Mordor, he has been in this mountain range for hundreds of years. In the past, he has always been Azog's capable subordinate, mostly in combat.

However, time passed and fate was unpredictable. No one expected that Azog, who could command all the orcs in the north, would actually die in Crow Ridge while commanding the Battle of Gushan.

When this news was brought back to Moria, all the orcs were shocked, and Black Face, who was responsible for guarding his hometown, has since become the leader of the remaining orcs here.

In his early years, his name was not like this, but because of his dark face and eyes as bright as coal, Azog gave him such a nickname.

And this name also became louder as Black Face came to power.

Generally speaking, the leader who rules the orc tribe usually has wisdom that is not weaker than that of humans, so that he can lead his tribe with weak minds to fight against humans, elves or dwarves.

But Black Face is an exception.

It can be said that he has no wisdom, but Black Face has a strong intuition in combat, and can extremely keenly detect opportunities to change the situation of the battle, and quickly make correct commands.

But to say that he has wisdom is very limited.

For example, people have been reporting to him recently, saying that some tribesmen have not been seen for several days and have gone somewhere.

At this time, if you were a half-orc with a little bit of brains, you should immediately think of sending someone to the gate of the first hall to ask if any of the guys went out and didn't come back.

However, Heimian could not think of this. In fact, he could not remember who the missing person was at all.

I also don’t understand why someone would disobey my order and run out alone, let alone analyze and analyze where the missing friend went.

There are none of these.

However, he also knew that it was not a good thing that his men were getting fewer and fewer. If he continued like this, his tribe would sooner or later be defeated by that group of scum that suddenly appeared.

As for his younger brothers, apart from complaining about being hungry every day, they could not provide any constructive suggestions.

Therefore, during the recent period of time, Black Face has been extremely agitated, sitting on the dark throne in a daze, holding back his anger.

Of course, this kind of thing is also very normal for the current half-orc tribe.

After all, when Azog died in the Lonely Mountain, he had basically wiped out the strength of the orcs in the Misty Mountains, and indeed he did not leave a few subordinates with brains for Moria's base camp, and even if there were, then

He was also killed when Blackface came to power.

Even a person with a mind like Black Face knows that smart tribesmen are difficult to manage and it is better to die.

But early this morning, a guy came over and told Black Face that someone had been attacked near the passage of the large cave, and handed over a broken black arrow.

Now, Black Face's not-so-smart brain blamed Fimbull for everything that had happened recently.

Outside the passage of the cave is Hall 16, where Black Face had just fought with another group of orcs. The black arrows were only used by another group of orcs, and they relied on two trolls.

With his help, he robbed some of his tribe's slaves and some of the caves where food was stored.

The old and new grudges all rushed into Black Face's heart at the same moment. He immediately overturned his previous idea of ​​not fighting. He summoned all his younger brothers with an angry shout and quickly rushed to Fimbul's base camp.

Go.

Then, this group of well-armed orcs followed the noise coming from the passage and bumped into Fimbull, who was still thinking.

At this moment, Black Face's eyes as bright as coal were fixed on his former comrade. After a loud roar like thunder, he rushed towards Fimbre with the bodyguards around him.

Faced with this sudden attack, Fimbull seemed a little confused. If it was a head-on confrontation, he would not be afraid of the dark side, but this battle really happened too fast.

At this time, some of Fimbull's men didn't even have weapons, and his strongest force against Black Face, the two trolls had just finished eating and were sleeping soundly in another cave.

"Stop him for me."

Fimbre's voice became extremely sharp due to the sudden crisis, and the dozens of elites wearing chainmail around him also launched a countercharge with most of the tribesmen present, preparing to intercept the rushing people.

Black-faced.

Fimbull turned quickly and ran towards the passage behind him. He needed a little time to wake up the two cave trolls who were either eating or sleeping.

Imagination is always beautiful, but reality is often very cruel.

Black Face, who was running wildly, was holding a round shield of unknown material. He waved it hard while charging, knocking over two enemies in chainmail who were preparing to intercept him, and then ducked down.

He dodged the two scimitars that were cut down, then stretched out his right arm forcefully and stabbed to death the last enemy standing in front of him.

At this time, there was no longer any obstacle between him and Fimbre.

Fimbull, who looked back from time to time, naturally saw all this. Driven by the fear in his heart, he couldn't help but walk faster, but it was all in vain.

Even if Black Face is holding a round shield and a spear, and wearing a body-covering armor, he can still run much faster than Fimbull, who only wears a piece of chain mail.

The distance between the two sides kept getting closer. Looking at the enemy in front of him, Hei Mian's dark face showed a cruel expression. His open mouth spit out his blood-red tongue. With a loud shout, his thick

The spear thrust towards Fimbre.

Under the threat of death, Phil Bull unleashed his body's potential after a jolt. He rolled to avoid Black Face's swift attack while running, and then fell directly to the ground, raised his hands, and shouted loudly.

: "I surrender, surrender."

Black Face, who missed the target and was about to hit him again, had a thoughtful expression on his face after hearing Fimbull's begging for mercy. If it had been a few years ago, he would have definitely gone up without hesitation and stabbed him with a spear.

The bastard he hated before him died.

But recent events always made Heimian feel that he needed a guy with a flexible mind to help him rule more guys, so he hesitated and was ready to use his not-so-smart mind.

Finally, even the fighting in the hall stopped for a long time, and Heimian, who had been thinking for a long time, finally put down his spear and said angrily: "Okay, if you dare to cause trouble in the future, I will stab you to death with one spear."

."

Knowing that he had finally escaped with his life, Fimbul nodded crazily, saying that he would definitely be obedient in the future. All the orcs in the hall heard Fimbul's promise, and this battle for Moria

, it ended in this extremely unexpected situation.

Of course, Allen, who caused all this, did not know the current situation. At this time, he had already arrived at the black throne with ease, pulled out the Ax of Durin, and began to return along the passage.

One hall.

At this time, Hermione was waiting for Allen's return, and Daine had already directed other personnel to transport all the loot back to the edge of the Golden Forest, and sent Oin and the elf girl to guard there.

When Allen handed the Durin Ax to Dyne with a smile, the tough-tempered dwarf first showed an expression of disbelief. Then, after wiping the dirt on the surface of the battle ax, only excitement remained on his face.

and excitement.

Under the sunlight, a coat of arms was engraved on the shiny silver axe, which was an anvil and a hammer, with a crown and seven shining stars hanging above it.

The crown and stars represent the first time Durin I looked down at the Mirror Lake, and the stars reflected in the lake were like a crown on the head of his reflection, while the anvil and hammer symbolize the craftsmanship passion that the dwarves inherited from Vala'oli.

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This is undoubtedly a legacy of the Durin clan. To the dwarves, its symbolic significance is comparable to the "Heart of the Mountain" hidden in the Lonely Mountain.

After returning the Ax of Durin to Dyne, Allen left this dwarf who was intoxicated with the past, came to Hermione, and then learned everything about the armory.

Regarding the strange "hoo~hoo~" sound, Allen immediately thought it was the sleeping Balrog and agreed with Hermione's decision at that time.

Even Lagoras, who is known as the "Guard Brother" in Middle-earth, showed a look of fear when he sensed the Balrog, let alone the Twilight Knights whose combat power was not as good as his.

At that time, Hermione's decision was correct and timely. If the Balrog was really alarmed, the current situation may mean that Alan needs to lurk in Moria for a long time, looking for opportunities to escape.

Dyne, on the other hand, took the others and ran away directly. As for whether Hermione's team could escape, it really had to be left to fate.

Now, whether the team exploring Moria should retreat or go for a head-on confrontation with the Balrog is decided by Allen, which made him think.

In fact, the team's harvest in the 16th Hall was quite generous. According to Allen's rough estimate, the mithril he could obtain after distribution should be enough to make about 3,000 to 4,000 pieces of silver leaf armor.

For the cherished mithril, this is quite a lot, but for Allen, it is not enough, because he knows that there is only one chance, and even if he comes again next time, he will still be shrouded in fear.

In the third valley, facing the terrifying Balrog head-on is something that cannot be avoided.

If we follow the original trajectory, we will have to wait until decades later for Gandalf and the Balrog to die together. However, this is not the result that Allen wants. He hopes that Gandalf can return to Valinor in his current state instead of returning to Valinor.

After his death, he was resurrected by Yin Luweita and sent back to Middle-earth.

Of course, with the current situation, Allen is no longer worried about this possibility, because Gao Pass is in his hands at this time. If there are no accidents, this situation will not change in the next few decades.

Even if the Fellowship of the Ring is really formed, it will not pass through Moria, but will be escorted by his army all the way to Mordor.

In fact, according to Allen's original plan, he could leave at this time. A few months ago, he just wanted to get some mithril to produce silver leaf armor, and then continue to develop new armor to enhance the strength of his army.

However, the silent environment always makes people think. Allen, who has lived alone in the dark for a while, thought of a lot, especially in some areas on the seventh floor, where he saw humans, elves and dwarves enslaved by orcs.

After that, his thoughts became very complicated.

These efforts of being forced to serve the orcs made Allen think of his people, the city he worked so hard to build, and most importantly, his wife and his unborn child. He thought of all these beautiful things.

In fact, they all live under the threat of the Balrog.

If one day this guy sleeping underground learns that he is one of the most powerful beings in Middle-earth, God knows whether he will come out of the ground and harm the surrounding residents.

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The orcs who surrender to him will become the Balrog's accomplices, just like driving those slaves, threatening everything they hope to protect.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As soon as this idea appeared, it occupied most of Allen's mind and made him change his mind.

Allen thought that he was going to kill this guy eventually, and he had made a lot of preparations for this day. Now, he was already at the door of Balrog's house. Could he just leave with a little bit of mithril gray?

?

You always need to meet up with each other and test it out with one or two moves, and only then can you know the gap between the two parties.

When he heard that Allen decided to continue exploring, Daine showed an expression of extreme astonishment. He really came here to see if his human ally had any means to deal with the Balrog, but really

Faced with this situation, Dyne still couldn't control his emotions.

Could it be that the human in front of me has the same dragon disease as Thorin? He even risked his life for mithril!

It's just that Dine's stoppage didn't have much effect. Allen didn't tell the dwarf how big a threat the Balrog posed to the world. He just said indifferently: "Daine, I once asked him.

You promised to help the dwarves regain Moria, and perhaps, this promise begins now."

Hearing such words, Dain's expression suddenly became extremely solemn, and then he nodded without saying a word. What else could he say to this?

However, even if he wanted to have a fight with the Balrog, Allen still took Hermione on the road to the Third Valley to explore the situation in the armory first.

Fighting is fighting, and before that, you have to take whatever mithril you can get. Allen is planning to make tens of thousands of elven armors to arm his soldiers, but what he has now is far from enough.

But before arriving at the armory, Allen asked Hermione to stay, and he climbed the stairs alone.

Not surprisingly, the sound of "Hu~Hu~" also reached his ears.

And Allen also used his own ability to clearly see the Balrog sleeping in the darkness, and the sparks generated by his breathing illuminated the surrounding caves.

Suddenly, a pair of eyes with swaying firelight opened, and the surrounding shadows also fluctuated as the Balrog awakened.

Immediately, the guy, who was completely covered in black, changed to a more comfortable position and fell asleep.

Allen's heart gradually relaxed.

not the right time yet.


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