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Chapter 117 For Sarin Mithril Hammer! (Today 12000 explosion is completed)

"I think that silver-haired elf is okay."

Seeing the brisk footsteps of the elves rushing down the hill without hesitation towards Hegu City, Shalin couldn't help saying: "Among the elves, he is a man."

Then she noticed Thorin looking over coldly.

"Of course, he's as ugly as the rest of the elves. I really don't understand why these elves don't have beards."

Although dwarves hate elves, in any case, what Legolas is doing with the elves at this moment is to help dwarves reach the Lonely Mountain successfully. Unless there is no emotion in their hearts, even dwarves have to respect and appreciate these things The behavior of elves.

"It's not worthy of gratitude." Sorin said: "Look at it, they shot two arrows in the distance at most, and then fled. How much attention do you think they can attract for us?"

No dwarf echoed Thorin's words.

As the distance to the lonely mountain got closer, even the dullest dwarves could feel that the wise and competent king in their hearts seemed to be changing.

This change is more obvious because of the travelers.

"Get ready to go." Tang Sen looked up at the ferocious beasts that hadn't left yet. Their eyes were as sharp as eagles, and their target was always themselves. In fact, because of the departure of the elves, they started to move again. up.

"We can't waste the opportunity created by the elves. Whether we can successfully reach the Lonely Mountain and enter Erebor depends entirely on the weapons in your hands."

Everyone understood the meaning of Tang Sen's words.

This road is destined to be cut with a weapon.

"Nothing can block my way into Erebor." Shalin growled and looked at Tang Sen: "Tang Sen, you just need to think about how to deal with that evil dragon—wait, what are you doing now?" what?"

In her eyes, the traveler suddenly took out a set of chic mithril armor, and was struggling to put it on.

That mithril armor is not smooth at all, let's put it this way, whether it is the helmet, shoulders, or even the chest and back, they are all covered with dense spikes, just like a hedgehog, which makes people feel cold and dare not approach .

"Prepare with both hands." Tang Sen put on his armor carefully and said, "Although I have confidence in you, the situation ahead may be chaotic. In order to avoid being captured by those damn beasts, I must self-preservation ability."

"The way you look now, let alone a beast, I feel like even a giant dragon can't attack you." Shalin covered his forehead: "Damn, Mithril Armor can still be used like this?"

"Be more flexible and be prepared." Tang Sen finally put on this strange armor, pulled off the armor, stretched out his hand, and a silver-white mithril rapier appeared in his hand.

This time not only Shalin, but all the dwarves' eyes widened.

"Traveler, you don't intend to kill people, do you?"

The impact of this scene on the dwarves is no different from that when the audience is watching the game, they suddenly find that the 80-[-]-year-old head coach next to the platform is warming up.

"I've actually been practicing for a while." Tang Sen didn't respond to the dwarf's surprise at all, and said naturally, "I've said it before, so be prepared."

"No one really thinks that I can't do it at all?"

The dwarves nodded in unison.

"Tang Sen, to be honest, your fighting ability is a joke." Shalin said directly: "Don't expect the things in your hands to be useful. The only thing you can expect is to laugh the Orcs to death with your movements."

"You think you're funny?"

Tang Sen stared at him faintly.

"Actually, Sharda always thought I wasn't humorous enough." Shalin was a little happy, and said, "Thank you for the compliment."

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dwarf!

Tang Sen didn't want to be so fully armed, but he really wasn't as confident as he appeared on the surface.

Indeed, the scene in front of him was guided step by step by his own hands, and he had long expected that it would be a very difficult journey to reach the lonely mountain, but this did not mean that he had full confidence in dealing with it all.

After all, this time is different from usual. There is an unknown flesh and blood mill ahead. No one can predict what will happen on the battlefield. Anyone who goes to the battlefield for the first time will feel uneasy, and Tang Sen is no exception.

Don't expect to experience a few naval battles in the previous world. Facing the battlefield ahead, there will be no trouble. Tang Sen just wants to say, this is completely different!
Orcs, Wargs, Trolls, Spiders and even beasts, anything could break through the formation of dwarves and come in front of him.

At least have a sword in hand, although it may not be useful, but it can increase a little confidence.

Looking from a distance, the elves led by Legolas were almost approaching River Valley City, and River Valley City was boiling with it. The waves of dark creatures rushed out crazily and disorderly. Tang Sen could see The arrows of the elves continued to shoot out, but the wave hardly stagnated.

A drop in the bucket.

The dwarves took the opportunity to walk along the foot of the mountain, avoiding the sight of River Valley City, and rushed all the way towards the side of the lonely mountain.

A ferocious beast screamed from above, and then there was a strong wind. These things are not able to speak like Orcs, so this is the way to inform the dark power of River Valley City that the Lord is here.

Tang Sen buried his head and only focused on running, ignoring the incoming beasts. Without the interference of other things, the dwarves were enough to deal with them.

Sharin's sledgehammer successfully frightened the beasts away, but their goal had been achieved. Sorin ran up two steps and looked towards River Valley City. He saw that the dark wave branched out and killed them in this direction. come over.

"Quick! Faster!"

Every minute and every second means greater danger. Everyone worked hard. The distance to the foot of the lonely mountain is only about ten miles. According to the usual speed, they will arrive soon, but those fierce beasts have been harassing and delaying. Speed, when everyone finally arrived, there were already densely packed Orc cavalry.

"There's no way around it!" Sorin shouted, "There's only one way up the mountain! It's blocked!"

"Then forcefully rush over!"

Tang Sen looked at the sky and saw that half of the day had passed.

"We can't be dragged back. Once their large force arrives, we won't be able to advance a single step, and we will be dragged to death here."

Tang Sen ordered forcefully: "Sha Lin, you and So Lin change positions and let her lead the way."

The formation of the dwarves has always been Sorin at the front, not only because of Sorin's combat power, but also because of Sorin's status, but at this time the situation is urgent, and Tang Sen is too lazy to care about Sorin's face. In terms of combat power, Sarin Much stronger than Sorin.

The dwarves also recognized this, so they didn't ask for Thorin's opinion, and silently changed the lineup, letting Thorin take the second place.

I don't know what Sorin is thinking at the moment, but there is no doubt that no matter how angry he is, the most important thing right now is to break through the Orc's defense.

The roar of the warg was close at hand, and the two sides collided directly. Shalin's roar resounded throughout the battlefield, and the mithril giant hammer swept across, leaving a hole in front of him.

But soon the Orc cavalry filled in, and the team took a step forward.

The Orcs this time were different from before. Before, the Orcs would retreat out of fear, or even flee, but under Sauron's direct order, no Orcs would retreat. They would use their own flesh and blood to fight against the Orcs. Blocked everyone's progress firmly.

thump-thump-

The sound of heavy footsteps approached from far away. They were mountain trolls. They were different from their counterparts in the troll jungle. Although they also hated the sun, the sun was not fatal to them.

It held two huge chain hammers in its hands, and it didn't care whether the Orc cavalry could hide or not, and swept towards the crowd directly.

"The formation cannot be dispersed, hold on!"

Shalin made the most correct decision. On this kind of battlefield, if she spread out to avoid the attack, she would never have a chance to re-arrange. She shrank directly behind the giant hammer and moved towards the chain Hammer greeted the past.

The sound of metal collisions enough to make people's brains burst resounded. Sharin's whole body was shaken and he flew upside down. Stabilizing his body, he swung the hammer angrily, and smashed it on the ogre's chin from bottom to top.

The blow was powerful and heavy, and the troll staggered to and fro, and finally lost control of his balance and fell to the ground, crushing two hapless Orc cavalrymen.

"Go on! Follow in my footsteps!"

Shalin didn't stop at all, and led the team to continue moving forward. Although it was only at a slow speed, it was already considered a gratifying achievement in the face of such a huge enemy.

It wasn't until this time that the dwarves suddenly realized that the beautiful Sarin in their minds had a more convincing leadership quality than Sorin.

She seems to be naturally suitable for the battlefield, suitable for leading the clansmen to charge.

This boosted the morale of the dwarves, brandishing their weapons tirelessly, all the enemy's offensives were blocked by Mithril armor, and the occasional trolls and spiders were dealt with by Sharin.

I don't know how long the fierce battle has been. When the surrounding air was as red as blood, everyone realized that they were standing at the foot of the lonely mountain. In front of them was a magnificent dwarf sculpture with a height of hundreds of meters, a hidden and steep staircase. Built in the dress of sculpture.

"Here we are--"

Shalin turned her head in confusion. There were no more enemies in front of her, and behind her was a bloody road with stumped limbs and arms. Those Orcs were still staring at them, and there were more and more of them. In the afterglow of the setting sun, she even saw Where is the end of the enemy.

However, it finally succeeded. Miraculously, relying on dozens of people, they fought a bloody way through the siege of thousands of enemies.

Kili and Fili, who were not cursed, were already exhausted and paralyzed, and the other dwarves were also listless and extremely tired.

"We're here!" Sharin raised the hammer in his hand and shouted, "For Durin!"

"Sarin! Sarin! Sarin!" The dwarves also woke up like a dream. They almost wept with joy, shouting the name of Sharin frantically. Everyone saw with their own eyes the red-haired female dwarf fighting on the battlefield. No matter how invincible she was, she never fell down once, she always stood at the forefront, withstood the greatest pressure, faced the most enemies, but abruptly led the dwarves back home.

"Mithril Hammer."

Balin, the oldest, couldn't help but pronounce the nickname.

There was a silence among the dwarves, and then an even louder cheer broke out.

"For Durin!"

"For Sharin Mithril Hammer!"

　Although I can't compare to the scroll king in the fifty chapters of the daily update, I really tried my best~ (Shalin's face)

　　Continue to ask for a monthly ticket and give me a chance that will continue to grow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)