Just when Allen was leading his men to fight the trolls.

From the ruins above Raven Hill, there were also bursts of shouts of killing, and fierce battles also broke out between the dwarves led by Thorin Oakenshield and the orcs led by Azog.

The ruins of the outpost on Raven Ridge are not particularly large. Azog, who was ambushing with his bodyguards, could easily reach the dwarves who were searching for him.

The first to enter Azog's ambush was Feili's group. This young dwarf prince encountered a sudden attack by orcs in a narrow tunnel.

Fili, who was caught off guard while walking, was hit hard on his left arm by Azog.

Suddenly attacked by this huge force, this stocky young dwarf directly knocked a big hole into the cliff of the abandoned outpost.

This helped the dwarf team invisibly, because both ends of the tunnel were already blocked by orcs.

At this time, Fili was lying outside the collapsed wall. His left arm was twisted in an abnormal shape, and he fell into a semi-conscious state.

But the dwarves at this time were in a group of five, and the other four elite dwarves with extremely rich combat experience reacted immediately to Azog's sudden attack.

Two of them jumped out of the hole, dragged out Fili and ran away.

The other two people also used their lives to block the orcs' pursuit, and used their lives to resist the orcs' attack at the entrance of the cave.

Afterwards, Fili woke up from the coma. He endured the severe pain in his left arm and shouted loudly for help from other dwarves with the support of two veterans.

Soon, the dwarf team led by Thorin Oakenshield, Fili and Dwalin also came over to support after hearing the sound. After gathering together, they started to kill in the direction of Azog.

By the time they arrived, the two dwarf warriors who were resisting the pursuers had been silenced by the frantic attack of a group of Uruk soldiers.

Thorin Oakenshield, who came with the soldiers, happened to see this scene. Without too much nonsense, the two teams of men and horses fought fiercely together.

Although the number of dwarf warriors is much smaller than that of Uruk soldiers, they are skilled in cooperation, superb in martial arts, and full of fighting spirit under the leadership of Thorin Oakenshield. They are truly elite.

Even though the number of Uruk soldiers was more than double that of these dwarves, after they formed a formation, they still maintained the upper hand in the battle, and Uruk soldiers continued to die in their hands.

And Thorin Oakenshield, who was fighting with the Uruk soldiers, stabbed the Orc in front of him to death with one sword. When the dwarf prince drew his sword, he raised his sight and happened to see Ah standing on the ruins.

Left grid.

He raised his right foot and kicked out the enemy's body, and at the same time shouted loudly to his enemy: "Azog!

"

Azog, who was above the ruins, heard it. He looked at the panting Thorin Oakenshield, smiled ferociously on his scarred face, and then retreated into the darkness.

In fact, Azog was waiting for the support of the trolls, but for some reason, they were nowhere to be seen. Instead, the shouts of death in the middle of the mountain could be heard faintly, and the orc decided not to wait any longer.

Seeing Azog submerged in the darkness, Thorin Oakenshield thought that this guy was going to run away, and he couldn't help but feel anxious. He chopped down the Uruk soldiers in front of him even harder, trying to chase Azog.

Of course Azog won't run away, he also has revenge for the humiliation of his broken arm. Not only Thorin Oakenshield wants to kill Azog, Azog also wants to kill Thorin Oakenshield.

If possible, Azogrenqili and Fili, two young dwarves with royal blood, would not let go and let all of Thror's blood die in their own hands.

Soon, he walked out of the darkness of the ruins with a dozen pale orcs with huge bodies like him.

These pale orcs are the elite of his personal guards, and they are also members of his own clan, and they all have slightly inferior combat capabilities to him.

Azog led them and rushed straight towards the dwarf team. As soon as they joined the battlefield, they put huge pressure on the dwarf warriors.

These pale orcs generally use not those small scimitars, but giant axes, maces, maces and other weapons that are more suitable for their size.

These powerful and heavy weapons gave these pale orcs an upper hand in the fight with the dwarf warriors.

Their powerful attacks are enough to repel the stocky dwarves and create more attack opportunities for the Uruk soldiers who are more flexible.

Suddenly, the dwarves were at a disadvantage in the battle with the orcs.

Several dwarf warriors broke away from the dwarf team during the attack of these pale orcs. Their bodies could not withstand such an attack, and they were instantly surrounded by Uruks several times their size, struggling hard.

The other dwarves could only resist these huge white orcs and had no time to care.

And Azog even carried his mace and rushed towards Thorin Oakenshield. He wanted to personally deal with the dwarf who cut off his arm.

Facing Azogre's fierce attack, Thorin Oakenshield could only dodge in embarrassment. He had been fighting the orcs for a long time.

Many orcs died under his sword, and the few orc corpses lying there were only part of his victory.

But the price is that Thorin Oakenshield's body is exhausted.

Even though Thorin Oakenshield's heart is still filled with the desire to fight and the rage of revenge, he is aware of his physical condition.

Now, he couldn't even withstand Azog's full-strength attack, and could only seek opportunities to counterattack while constantly dodging.

The situation of the dwarves on the field was also extremely critical. With the cooperation of dozens of Uruk soldiers and a dozen pale orcs, they had been completely suppressed, and their death was not far away.

"Ouch~~ow"

At this moment, a roar belonging to a wild beast startled everyone present, and with the roar, Beorn's figure appeared in front of everyone.

As soon as this big bear appeared, it immediately focused on Azog, who was fighting with Thorin Oakenshield. Driven by hatred, Beorn knocked away everything on the road.

Whether it was an Uruk, a pale orc, or even a dwarf, they all flew out under the impact of his huge body.

Azog, who heard the cry, also saw Beorn while attacking Thorin Oakenshield.

He never expected that he would see the playthings in the old cage in this place, but Azog also knew the horror of skin-changers.

Azog, who knew the danger was coming, used a fierce attack to drive back Thorin Oakenshield.

Then, Azog quickly turned around and ran to a ruins. Before Beorn could catch up with him, he climbed up and disappeared into the darkness. Then a voice came out, "Gather to me."

The orcs who were relatively close to him on the field forced their opponents away one after another and gathered towards Azog. They stood guard near the ruins of Azog and faced off against Beorn who arrived later.

At this time, Azog walked out of the darkness again and looked down at Beorn.

Azog's heart was full of anger. As long as he was given a little more time, Thorin Oakenshield and these dwarves would die in his hands.

Beorn, who was in the air, raised his head, stared at Azog with a pair of blood-red eyes, gritted his teeth, and walked forward slowly.

Beorn didn't particularly care about these enemies blocking him, he was just worried that Azog would run away.

At this time, Allen, who was walking on two legs, finally climbed up. When he saw Azog standing on a high place, he took out the Noldor Sigil Bow without hesitation.

Azog, who had been watching closely for a long time, immediately discovered Allen and the Twilight Knights led by him, and also recognized Allen's identity.

After seeing Allen take out his bow and arrow, Azog turned around and hid in the shadow of the ruins again.

His unpleasant voice rang out from the ruins: "Humans, dwarves, elves, and that ridiculous skin-changer, you are just struggling to your death. My army is about to cross the mountains and enter the solitude."

It’s mountainous.”

As if to confirm Azog's words, at this moment, the bats that covered the sky flew above Raven Ridge and immediately launched an attack on everyone on the field.

Whether it was Alan and his elf men, or Thorin Oakenshield and his dwarf men, even Beorn, the skin-changer, was constantly waving his own weapons under the attack of bats, driving them away.

holding them.

After all, these bats are so huge, each with a wingspan of more than one meter. Together, several of them can even drag Dwalin up from the ground.

It was Allen who had quick eyesight and quick hands, and managed to kill two of the bats with his giant sword, saving Dwarin, a dwarf warrior, who would otherwise have been thrown to death in frustration.

Azog, who saw this scene, flashed out of the shadows, laughed loudly, and continued after laughing: "You see it, you see it, this is the power of my Lord, be afraid, be good at shaking

Well, you will all die here today."

Later, with the cooperation of bats, the orcs fought with everyone again.

But Azog did not come down, and watched with satisfaction as his army approached the coalition forces that were preparing for battle in Gushan.

Just when Azog was getting carried away, dozens of large eagles flew from the southwest of Gushan.

Faster than their silhouettes were their cries.

"Uh-huh"

This is the support Radagast invited from the Misty Mountains on Gandalf's advice.

Azog also heard the sound. He was instantly frightened and looked back at the eagles.

At this time, several large eagles had already flown over Raven Ridge. They just used the wind pressure during flight to disperse the countless bats here. Then they followed other large eagles towards the area where they were about to engage in battle with the coalition forces.

The orcs rushed away.

And Azog stared blankly at the sudden accident. He still has not forgotten the fear that these big eagles brought to him in the misty mountains.

But now, Manwe's messenger brought him even more intense fear. His second legion was defeated by the attack of the big eagle, and was then massacred crazily by the charging coalition forces.

This strong psychological gap made Azog freeze in place, and then he felt unbearable pain in his thigh.

The pain made his legs weaken and he fell down the ruins.

It turned out that Allen, who had escaped the bat attack, saw that Azog was just shaking his head and looking into the distance, but his body was standing still.

How could Allen let go of this situation? Then, he quickly opened his talisman bow and shot Azog with an arrow, directly hitting Azog's unprotected thigh.

The cone-head arrow shot by Allen directly penetrated Azog's thigh, and then the pale orc fell from the ruins.

Beorn, who had been keeping a close eye on Azog, got rid of the Uruk soldiers around him and rushed over, knocking away the orcs who were preparing to cover Azog.

Then two slaps hit Azog's chest, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out of Azog's mouth.

Then Beorn bit Azog's body and shook Azog crazily, using his body as a weapon to hit the pale orcs around him who were preparing to rescue him.

The big bear vented the anger in his heart wantonly, and when it was almost done, it immediately released its mouth and threw Azog's body into the field, just like a piece of rag sliding down onto Thorin Oakenshield's side.

in front of me.
To be continued...