Chapter 457: The Eve of the Battle of the Five Armies
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Borg the Warg sniffed
There is a special smell of orcs. Borg likes this smell very much. It is inexplicably sweet...
Those damn elves of the Mirk Forest actually ambushed him and his men. When he arrived with the orc army from Mount Gambada, they would surely be bleeding like rivers in the Mirk Forest.
Tsk tsk tsk
The warg roars
The gate of the orc fortress in Gambada Mountain opened, and the fully-armed orc army walked out in neat steps. Borg overtook the wolf and pulled down the front of the team. He watched the special cultivation running out of the team strengthen the assault.
The powerful orc ran out and headed towards the lonely mountain.
They are the vanguard of this orc team, used to take the lead in occupying Crow Ridge, and help them detect whether there are any enemies along the way.
Hum
Borg looked at the special breed of orcs running farther and farther and expressed satisfaction, then rode the warg and slowly led the army towards the lonely mountain.
Legolas and Tauriel, who were hiding on the rocks nearby, looked at the situation with embarrassment. The orcs coming out of Mount Gambada were much more powerful and stronger than they expected. These guys were difficult to deal with.
"We have to go back and bring the news back"
"Okay, Legolas, let's go"
Riding his white horse, Legolas felt Tauriel's soft body holding him tightly behind him, and his heart surged...
In the dwarf kingdom at the foot of Gushan Mountain, knowing that the war was coming, Balin and the others walked to the dwarves' elite weapons arsenal and pulled out the dust-covered armor and weapons.
After a little wiping, those dusty weapons shone with the brilliance of metal. The weapons in this arsenal are all the best of the best forged by the dwarf kingdom at the foot of the Lonely Mountain. If Smaug hadn't been a foul guy, he could breathe fire alone.
A huge dragon, the dwarves don't waste it at all.
Weapons forged by dwarves, unless they are heavy thumb-thick plate armor worn by themselves, can be easily pierced by other weapons, whether humans, elves or orcs.
Qili and Fili were dwarves born in the Blue Mountain. They had never been to the Kingdom Under the Mountain, nor had they seen the power of the Turin dwarves in the Kingdom under the Gushan Mountain. Thorin picked up one of the broad swords and handed it to Fili.
He Qili: "You are still young and have never seen the power of our Gushan dwarf kingdom back then. Weapons like this are the best of the best. This kind of sword can easily split the armor of humans and elves. As for those stinky ones,
Not to mention the hot orc ones, they don’t weigh more than thirty or fifty kilograms. You can try it in your hands."
Although Kili and Fili are a bit mediocre, they are still elite warriors of the new generation of dwarves. Especially Fili and Kili are both of the royal bloodline of Lonely Mountain Turin, and their natural strength is stronger than that of ordinary dwarves.
..
The two tried to wave the broad sword in their hands and nodded with satisfaction: "The weight is right."
"The sound is also very sharp"
"It's a good sword, uncle"
Thorin pointed at the thick plate armor: "Those armors are also good things. Even with these swords, they can't be easily split. Of course, there are better things, but I have already given them to our good friend Bilbo."
"
Thorin felt that he had done the right thing by giving Bilbo the mithril armor. After all, Bilbo had done a lot for them, including saving his own life and helping them fight with the dragon Smaug, although in the end he still
Garfield took Smaug away, and Bilbo paid enough for them that the value of the mithril armor was worth it.
Thorin is their king, and he should have worn the mithril armor originally. Since the other party gave it away, they can't do anything with it.
Kili and Fili are not stingy dwarves, and they just give away things.
Everyone put on their armor and began to redistribute the duty of duty. At ten o'clock in the night, Bofur and Kili squatted at the door wearing heavy armor, looking at the town of Riverdale in the distance.
Kili's mind is now full of images of Tauriel, and whenever he has some free time, he will miss her, that ugly female elf who moves gracefully and kills enemies with ease.
"Qili, what are you thinking about?"
Fili didn't know what was going on, so he walked up to Qili's back and slapped him hard: "But you are not waiting at the door to let you be in a daze."
After being taught a lesson by his brother, Qili came back to his senses, looked at his brother Fili and said to him: "Brother, I'm not in a daze, I'm just thinking about that elf girl."
Elf girl
Regarding the love between dwarves and elves, Fili wanted to say something at first, but when he thought about it, a bad smile broke out on his face: "Good brother, come on, I'm optimistic about you. Although the elf is a bit ugly, it's not unacceptable to us.
"She"
Bah
Bahrain, who quietly walked over to see the situation, lectured Fili: "Why is it ugly? The aesthetics of us dwarves are different from the aesthetics of elves. According to the aesthetics of elves, that elf girl should be a great beauty. You two
Don’t talk nonsense if you don’t know. As for choosing an elf, my old Balin also agrees with it. Let those with pointed ears know the charm of our dwarves."
Hey hey hey
Hahaha
Hahaha
The faces of a group of dwarves showed smiles that everyone knew, similar to Teacher Yu’s idea of going to the island country to perform cross talk to promote our country’s prestige.
These dwarves
So happy
Garfield, who was hiding in Riverdale Town, used magic to look at their situation, and then looked at Asog who had arrived at Crow Ridge in the middle of the night. Garfield had to say that Asog was a talent, but he was a bit ugly.
, is also a half-orc, and within the scope of his own aesthetics, if he is of his race, he is not impossible to recruit to his camp.
It's a pity that Azog must die.
Thranduil did not sleep peacefully at night knowing that the orcs were nearby. He woke up many times and looked in the direction of Crow Hill, clasping his hands. When he wanted to do something, Thranduil would secretly warn him.
Self: The plan for tomorrow has been prepared. I cannot ruin the big event for my own personal grudges and desire for revenge. Asog is not terrible, so I have to hold back.
After persuading himself, Thranduil finally gave up the idea of riding his stag to kill Crow Ridge and eliminate those damn orcs.
Gandalf and Bilbo stayed in a tent, and they didn't have a good rest. Although Garfield was there, he also used his own means to bring Thorin to the unpolluted golden side of the dwarves. As for whether he could succeed, he still had it in his mind.
Not sure either.
Bilbo was worried that Thorin would blame him after he gave away the Arken Stone, and that he was a deserter now. If this didn't work, he had to do something.
To be continued
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