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Chapter 104 The Dwarves Will Keep the Agreement

Thus, the unilateral massacre began.

Looking down from above, the camp of dwarves looked like a silver-white dump truck rolling forward unhurriedly, leaving behind a black road full of orc corpses.

The orcs were losing their nerve faster than ever before.

This is not an opponent of a magnitude at all, and they are completely unable to cause even the slightest damage to these dwarves.

So the crowding and shoving began. On the narrow plank road and the suspension bridge, the Orcs retreated in a panic. Many Orcs were trampled to death, and more Orcs were squeezed down and fell into the depths of the hollow.

"Don't retreat! You rotten trash!" The huge Oak King stood on the platform and shouted: "Push them down!"

call out--

An arrow shot out from the formation of the dwarves, directly piercing the side face of King Orc.

King Oak covered his face and fell on the throne screaming.

"Nice shot! Kili!"

Thorin praised, and pointed his sword at the central platform: "Don't let the Orc King and the Ringwraiths escape!"

The Ringwraiths have run away.

They're just dead, not stupid. They couldn't fight when they didn't wear armor before. They wanted to control more orcs to find opportunities, but they didn't expect that the dwarves didn't talk about martial arts at all, and they came to the door before dawn. up.

No matter how they looked at it, they didn't feel that they and the Orcs present would be the opponents of these undead dwarves armed to the teeth.

King Oak finally realized that something was wrong. He struggled to get up and shouted in horror: "Cut off the drawbridge! Don't let them come over!"

But there were no Orcs to follow the orders of the King Orcs. The loyalty of such dark creatures was always a joke. They all rushed to the plank roads around the hollow, and fled out along the exits hidden everywhere.

The dwarves paid no attention to the orcs who were discouraged. There were so many of them that even if they stood still and let everyone chop them, it would take a day and a night to chop them. To completely conquer this lair, it is only necessary to remove the head of the king of Orcs.

So the dwarves accelerated their advancing speed, especially when there were no Orcs blocking them, they could be called overwhelming, and soon caught up with the slow-paced King Orcs.

"Go away! You bloody intruders!"

The King of Oak waved the scepter that pierced the goat's head in his hand, and the huge force brought up a foul-smelling gust of wind, and smashed on Sorin who was in the lead, and Sorin was directly thrown away.

So, Sharin waved a giant hammer to meet him.

Well, this scene is a bit familiar. When Thorin faced another Orc leader, Azog, he was treated the same way.

It's just that this Orc King is bigger than Azog, but slower. He happens to be Sharin's favorite opponent. He can't dodge Sharin's giant hammer. It hit King Oak's face with the ground, making a bone-cracking sound that made teeth ache.

"Back off! Let me do it!"

With the protection of mithril armor and the curse of immortality, Thorin was not injured at all, but all the dwarves could hear the fury in his tone.

The king will never tolerate being repelled!twice!
What's more, he is the king who won the title of Oak Shield by relying on his own force!
So he jumped up, and the blade in his hand slashed fiercely on King Oak's knee.

Then the King of Orcs fell with a crash, and lay motionless, dead beyond death.

"Shorin is mighty!"

Sharin praised loudly: "You defeated the Orc king and successfully led us to break through the Orc lair!"

"Thorin Oakenshield!"

The dwarves shouted Thorin's name.

Thorin held the weapon and looked at the Orc King on the ground in a daze.

The opponent's huge head was at his feet, already smashed flat.

I don't know why, I'm not happy at all
He glanced at Sha Lin with complicated eyes, slowly raised the weapon in his hand, and shouted, "For Durin!"

"For the King of the Mountain!" The dwarves cheered and lifted their visors.

Looking around, there were no more Orcs in the entire Orc lair. These dark creatures might not dare to come back here in a short time.

"A hearty victory." Gandalf commented in a long tone: "Your deeds will inspire many people. Maybe one day, we will be able to completely drive the Orcs out of the Misty Mountains."

"That's why you've been watching the show in the middle of the formation?" Tang Sen glanced at him, and found that the other party was not only watching the play, but even lit a pipe at some point.

"I'm a wizard." He gestured to his lit staff: "I'm doing my part."

A walking flashlight, right?

Tang Sen thought of the bottle of treasure containing the light of the Silmarillion on his body, and suddenly felt that that thing might be regarded as a portable Gandalf.
"What's next?" Gandalf said back to the topic: "Is what you are looking for here?"

"If nothing else—"

Tang Sen said: "We need to go to the depths of the lair, a place that even the Orcs in the lair will not set foot in."

"However, take off your mithril armor first. I don't want the noise you make when you walk around to disturb the owner there. If we miss this opportunity, we may never be able to find him again."

As soon as Tang Sen said this, the joy on the faces of the dwarves suddenly froze.

"Actually I think we could just wear the breastplate so we don't make any noise," said one of the dwarves.

"Are the dwarves going to break their promise?" Tang Sen asked bluntly.

"No, of course not." The dwarves shook their heads again and again, but none of them made a move to take off the mithril armor.

"Traveler—" Sorin took a deep breath and stepped forward, "Dwarves are the most reputable race, and we will definitely return the Mithril Armor to you, but the road ahead is still very dangerous, especially ours. destination."

"If we have Mithril armor, we will be more confident in facing the dragon."

"Mythril Armor may not be able to stop the dragon's flames." Tang Sen said calmly, "Besides, how to fight against the dragon is my business. What you need to do is to abide by the agreement, or say"

Tang Sen narrowed his eyes: "Thorin Oakenshield, you can choose to kill me here and swallow the Mithril armor."

Thorin had a struggling expression on his face.

Sha Lin quietly moved a few steps to this side, and stood in front of Tang Sen without a trace.

"Traveler, that's too much to say!" A dwarf behind Thorin shouted angrily, "How could Thorin have such an idea!"

"That's right! We will never do such a thing!"

Tang Sen looked at the dwarves one by one. To his relief, Tang Sen could see that the anger on their faces was not a disguise.

These dwarves are indeed greedy for mithril armor, but they have no sinister thoughts and believe that their king is like them.

"Traveler, the dwarves will keep the promise."

So Thorin finally spoke, took off his helmet first, and handed it over.

"Of course I trust you, Thorin Oakenshield." Tang Sen smiled at him meaningfully, "Besides, no one can use my mithril without my consent."

Saying this, the dwarves suddenly found that the mithril armor on their bodies was slowly changing, the joints of those armor softened, and then with a clang, all the mithril armor disintegrated and fell to the ground.

They stared at this scene dumbfounded, and when they looked at Tang Sen again, the greed and anger in their eyes had been replaced by panic.

"I seem to have forgotten to remind everyone."

Gandalf, who had been standing by and watched everything silently, suddenly said:
"The one standing in front of you has been bathed in Iluvita's eyes since he walked in Middle-Earth."

(End of this chapter)